[A/N: Sorry for the long wait for this! I have been going through lot and it's hard to keep up with writing when that happens! Well not to keep you waiting, o here ya go! The next chapter!]

Belle awoke in the bed, looking over to see the side next to her was still empty, she began to sob again and covered herself to her neck and unplugged the alarm clock as to not be disturbed. She felt like complete and utter crap, like someone had hit her in the face and ripped her heart out and squeezed it ever so firmly. She was feeling overwhelmed with emotions and was having a hard time keeping them in. It hurt her to even breathe let alone lay in an empty room without Killian there, she wanted to pull him back to her.

She could hardly wrap her mind around why this all started. She thought their marriage was going great, she thought they had it all right. What killian said rang through her mind. Her and Gold were jut friends...at least on her part. She gripped her pillow and sob, her heart was twisted in pain. What if Killian left Storybrooke?

She got up and made her and got dressed, she knew being late would result in suspicion amongst the others in town and she didn't want the lot of them sticking their nose into things. She made sure to close the wardrobe and lock up before leaving to head to work and was greeted by Mr. Gold at here gate. "Mr. Gold..." Belle was confused as to why he was here, and so early even.

"Something wrong Dearie?" He said watching her closely like a hawk.

"Why did you give Killian the impression that we were anything other then friends?" She questioned him. She knew it was sudden and blunt but she just had to know. The wind blew a little harshly forcing her to wrap her sweater jacket firmly around her.

"I gave him no impression whatsoever my dear Belle." He said looking hurt. " What happened Belle?" He came through the gate to put a hand on her shoulder.

"We.." She heaved a sigh and a sob," We had a fight and Killian left..." She confirmed for the man, who grinned like a crocodile ready to enjoy his catch.

"Oh? And he is a fool." Mr. Gold said glaring. "Why on earth would he think a flower as lovely as you would do anything so bad...?" He said hiding his toothy grin behind thin lips.

"I don't know...I know it was my fault somewhat..." She interjected. " If i have made him think you and I were more then this..." She walked past the man and down the sidewalk. "I have to go...before I'm late so please forgive me" She ran off to avoid anymore talk of the man, her husband.

Mr. Gold had an agenda even a mouse could detect the evil aura around this imp, he knew a new time was coming, ever since Emma walked into town. He knew things would change and the Rose would once more be his.

Killian sat up in the bunk and rubbed his tired eyes. "Will...?"

A large man came down the small hallway to get to his captain."Sir your awake!," He gave the man a newspaper and breakfast."Granny said to help with the pain..whatever that meant."

Killian groaned, did every bloody person know? He laid back down and tried to drown out the world as best as he could.

A week went by and still Killian did nothing but fish, deal with a drunken Will and have more then enough delivered to Granny. But all he had on his mind was Belle, his beautiful and caring wife. He couldn't go back though, not after what was said she'd probably throw him out on his arse and call it a day. He sighed finishing up a net and went to work once again.

Belle had the day off, or well Red forced her to leave work and decided to spend it at Granny's, she had hoped Killian would show up here. But after other men were seen carrying his boxes she lost hope in that. What had happened to them? She had a feeling something was wrong and that Gold was the reason behind it all . Though she didn't know why she thought that way about the guy. He was kind to her and did nothing but help her.

Smee/William came into the shop to give Granny a bag of lobsters and was frightened by the sudden screech in a chair. Belle made her way over and tapped his shoulder. "William where is Killian?"

William looked at her and sighed, her sad blue eyes making him melt in a sad gooey ball. "He's been sleeping on his boat.."

Belle looked at him in surprise. It was not a great place for sleep, the bed were hard and it was drafty, her eyes watered.

Belle bit her lip and looked down. "Is he leaving me?"

William gave the bag to Granny and turned to face her, with a Are-You-For-Real expression. "Him leave YOU, he thinks your going to leave him." He laughed. He figured it was obvious seeing as Killian has a huge Everyone-Leaves-me attitude about him.

"I should go to him..." Belle grabbed her bag and stood up ending up face to face with Gold. "Listen I don't have time Mr. Gold.."

"Oh Belle my dear I think you will soon enough." Gold insured the brunette. His grin in place as she pushed past him.

Killian shook off the nets and laid them to dry on the side of the boat, William must have finished by himself. Killian felt really lousy for it, he was suppose to be helping, yet all he did was mope and sleep. His jaw was scratchy with a beard coming in, a shaver never being touched. His fingers roughly ran through his hair, his eyes were blood-shot from the booze and his head felt like shit. He looked down into the water, the ripples calming him. The ocean had that affect on the brit. He heard footsteps come up the ramp to the boat and he sighed. "Will..."

"William is on his break." Belled aid hands clasped together at her stomach.

Killian's eyes widened, his heart thumped harshly like the waves that rocked the boat. He was afraid to say a word, afraid to look her in the eyes. That maybe this was all just a trick against him, Belle couldn't have been happy with him. Divorce paper were to come...he knew it. He turned to tell her to just stay away from him, for her comfort. But once he did she had come much closer and they were eye to eye now.

Killian opened his mouth in utter dismay at her beauty, she was in her usual well put together outfit. Her hair up in a messy bun and her eyes so bright...

Belle put a finger on his lips and as if pushed they crashed into each others lips, and the intensity was like electricity. His hand roamed her body like a child touching a new toy for the first time. He found himself pushed against the rail as she roamed his flesh, like he was hungry for him. Her lips licked with fresh saliva a she kissed him once more in a deep passion.

Killian wanted this to last forever, though his cursed lungs begged for air. He pulled from the plump lips of vanilla and strawberry. "Bell-"

"I don't want to ever become Belle French again Killian...Belle Jones is who I am." She said eyes filled with tears. Her lip was quivering.

Killian felt like an asshole and his heart sunk right to his feet and in an instant he pulled his wife into a hug and held on to her like she was going to disappear.

In the background of this romantic Reunion stood a very angry Pawn store owner. His eyes darted at Killian with such disgust and he walked off in a quick manner. The forest was thick with the tension from the vile Rumple carried in a pouch. He gritted his teeth and tossed it in. He wasn't waiting any longer, his plan had back fired but now not even he would need to do a thing. Once Belle remembered who she was she would come back to him.

Killian heard screaming coming from the town square and pulled Belle to him, a they looked at the huge purple cloud rushing to them.

"Oh god..what is that?!" Belle questioned gripping his jacket. Her heart pounded as he awaited the doomed looking smoke.

"I don't know love..but I wont let you go.." He pulled her to his chest and they closed their eye as the heavy cloud rushed through them.

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