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Enrique stood spreading a thick blue blanket on Kiarra's bedroom floor.
"Enrique this really isn't necessary." Kiarra insisted.
"I'll be fine, the doctor said so."
"Yes I know, but I want to be here if anything happens. And besides, the doctor called and said he wanted you on bed rest."
Kiarra sighed. She hated being lazy.
She was the type of person who couldn't sit still. She was a worker bee that was for sure and having to sit in bed all day was ridiculous.
"Well I appreciate you staying here with me Enrique." She said softly.
He walked up to where she sat on the bed and gave her a kiss on the forehead.
"I will go and prepare supper." He said and left her alone with a copy of one of his favorite stories. The princess bride.
He had told Kiarra about it and she asked if he would bring a copy over to her. He had ran home and brought it straight over.
She set it on her bedside table. She would read it later. She was just going to take a little nap until dinner was ready.

Enrique was kinda lost in the kitchen.
Even though Kiarra taught him how to mince, that was pretty much all he could do in the kitchen.
So he minced a bunch of vegetables and put them in broth and started cooking it on the stove.
Then he cut up a loaf of bread and set the food on the tray he had prepared for Kiarra.
Realizing he forgot drinks he set the tray down and went to pour himself and Kiarra glasses of Pepsi.
He brought the tray to her room and sat next to her on the bed.
She was asleep, and he gently tried to shake her awake.
"Hmmm five more minutes." She murmured and rolled over.
Enrique laughed and tapped her again.
"Dinner is ready." He said.
And when that got no response,
"I worked really hard on it."
Kiarra opened one eye. Then closed it, then opened both and sat up a little.
"Sorry Enrique, I'm just so tired." She said sleepily.
"That's alright." He said.
"But you need some nourishment."
He picked up her bowl of soup and bread and put them on Kiarra's lap. Then took a napkin and spoon and handed them to her. She took them gingerly and began to eat.
When they both had finished their food and drained their Pepsi glasses, Enrique picked up his worn copy of The Princess Bride.
"Would you like me to read to you?" He asked.
"Please." Kiarra said, settling back into her covers and closing her eyes.
She waited for him to read and when it didn't come she opened her eyes a little and peeked through the slits to see what he was doing.
She saw him open a small container and take out a pair of glasses.
She never pictured him with glasses, but when he put them on, he looked ever more handsome, if that was possible.
He cleared his throat and began to read.
"The year Buttercup was born, the most beautiful woman in the world was a French scullery maid named Annette..." He began.
He read and read until he came to the point where Buttercup had jumped into the water.
' "He cut his leg this time," the Turk went on. "The cup's getting full."
I don't believe them, Buttercup thought. There are no sharks in the water and there is no blood in his cup.
"My arm's back to throw," The Sicilian said."Call out your location or not, the choice is yours."
I'm not making a peep, Buttercup decided.
"Farewell." From the Sicilian
There was a splashing sound of liquid landing on liquid.
Then there came a pause.
Then the sharks went mad-'
Enrique paused and glanced at Kiarra.
She sat up straight as a board.
"Well what happens now?" She asked.
"I really should let you get some more sleep." He said, smiling evilly.
"No. Please read more!" She begged.
He looked at her.
"Hmmm... NOPE!"
He got down on the ground where he had set up his own little bed area.
"Well at least tell me what happens to her!" Kiarra pleaded from her bed.
"MWAH HA HA!" Was the only reply she got.

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Mr. Gold sat at granny's diner with his head in his hands wondering how on earth (or any other world)

he could be such a horrible person.

He finally had married the woman he had been pining over for years and now he was having thoughts about another?

He shook his head as of that would banish the thoughts of Kiarra.

Meanwhile...

Regina stood with the bowl of chicken soup in her hands and rang Kiarra's doorbell.

Enrique opened the door and stepped outside.

"Miss Mills, why what a pleasant surprise." He said with a smile. You see, Regina was always kind to him, so he didn't know to fear her.

Regina smiled a quite enticing smile.

"I couldn't stay away." She murmered huskily, leaning towards Enrique.

She took one of his hands and placed it on her hip.

He pulled away looking surprised and like he was trying to swallow a golf ball.

"I. Uh. should go check on Kiarra. It was nice visiting with you."

he grabbed the chicken soup and ran back inside.

Regina sighed. She hadn't exactly gotten what she wanted, but it was time for her to make her next stop.

She stopped by her house, grabbed two mugs and made some boiling hot apple cider.

(not poisionous this time) and walke to Mr. Gold and Bella's house.

She knew Bella had no clue she was the one who had her in the asylum, so she would not resent her visit.

Bella let her in the house right away.

"I brought you some cider." Regina said, flashing her white teeth.

"Thank you very much. that was kind." Bella replied, but she knew that Regina must have another reason for coming.

"I know it must be hard, with everyone in town knowing your personal affairs. And what and affair it is! Your husband and the girl who believes her boyfriend is a ghost!"

"Wh-what are you talking about?" Bella murmered, tears forming in her eyes.

In fake astonishment Regina exclaimed "Oh my you didn't know!" And clapped a hand over her mouth.

"I must be going." She said and rushed outside.

When the door had close she leaned against it for a second and smiled an evil smile.

Mission Accomplished.

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