Hi everyone. Guess who got over 50 reviews and over 30 followers? We did, so thanks for making that happen.:) I'm super happy. So I watched the cutest deleted scene with Rumbelle, and I was really sad they didn't put it in this season. It was Rum and Belle walking on the pier. She said she was so lucky to have such a wonderful husband and then they kissed and then her told her he was going to give her more books. It was so cute! Spoiler: I was kind of sad at the last episode because Belle doubt Rumple's love, but it was cool that Rumple was the one emailing her. Although I kind of predicted it was him. End of spoiler.

Anyways here's the chapter. Based on an early prompt by .kenobi. Thanks .kenobi. for the prompt and reading this story!:)

Disclaimer: I don't own OUAT

"Oh, Rumple there's something I have to show you," she said bouncing of the bed, a while after they woke. Rumple followed her more slowly with his cursed limp. He got to the kitchen, finding her looking down at a picture in her small hands. He looked at it curiously, not getting a good view of it until she handed it to him. Rumple took it and his mouth parted in surprise.

"Sweetheart is this…" he trailed off. She stepped forward and joined him looking at the picture.

"Yes, it's our baby." The sonogram showed a little human being, though barely recognizable one. It was a little bean shaped figure, but Rumple loved the precious little thing.

"Do you want tea?" Belle asked

"Sure, but I'll get It." he told her

"Rumple, just because I'm pregnant doesn't mean I can get you tea," she said with a roll of her eyes and a smile.

"I would wait on you even if you weren't caring our child." He said, and it meant the world to her, but she decided to reply with a joke.

"If only you said that while I was you maid at the Dark Castle," she laughed.

"Yes," he mused. "I was and utter fool."

"You threatened to turn me in t a toad thousands of times,"

"That may be exaggerating a bit, Sweetheart."

"Really," she said raising her eyebrows playfully. "The time when I first did your laundry, the time when I came into the tower while you were doing that spell," she started listing on her fingers. "When I walked into your bedroom that one morning," she said pausing, letting the embarrassment of the last one she mentioned sink in. A faint blush rushed to his cheeks, before she continued, "also the time when I was cleaning the floors and you slipped," she remembered with a chuckle. "Shall I go on?" she smirked.

"No I think I got your point." She laughed, and he smiled happily. He went over to the cupboards, frowning when he realized he didn't know where the teacups were. He started opening all the cupboards until he heard her direct him to the right one. He opened it and saw there was only one in there. He smiled and slowly took it out carefully, not wanting to break the cup even more.

"Our chipped cup," he said turning around. "You brought it."

"Of course I did," she said coming up to him and holding the cup with him. "It represents us." She told him with a smile. "Not just how we fell in love, but…," she struggled trying to find the words, so with a shrug she said, "us." He looked at her strangely and tilted his head.

"How so?" she squinted her eyes and thought about it, before smiling with her answer.

"It's perfectly imperfect." He laughed and nodded in agreement.

"Shall we have some tea?" he asked with a smirk.

"I would love a cup," she said and he went to heat up the water. As he was making them tea, he didn't realize that she had left the kitchen until she came back with two things in her hands.

"The teacup wasn't all I brought here," he turned around at her voice. She handed him a black cane with a golden top; his cane. He rubbed the cane in his hand, relishing the familiar feel of it. He liked this cane, better than the one he had been using.

"Thank you,"

"I also brought this," her fingers ran over the slick metal, bearing his name, before handing it over to him. He took it with quivering hands, and stared down at it. It had been years ago, centuries before Belle was ever born, that he had gotten ahold of the cursed blade. That was the day that every changed. With power and magic and darkness, his life was turned complete upside down. Instead of being poor and cowardly, he could have anything in his grasp with the wave of a hand. He had magic to hide behind. Now his whole life had changed again. He had a wife and baby on the way, in a land without magic. "I know it doesn't do anything here, but I thought you might want it." Belle said.

"Yes, thank you," he told her. Trying to disrupt the awkward silence that was forming, he poured the steaming water into two mugs he had found. They weren't quite the fine china they had in the Dark Castle. She watched him make her tea just the way she liked it. She felt at home now with him here, but she did long for Storybrooke. Although more so for the Enchanted Forest, where they could live together in the peace of their secluded home. Of course she would miss Ruby and Archie but they would only be a carriage ride away or a flick of Rumple's hand, if he hand magic. She needed to talk to him about what they were going to. Although she didn't know it Rumple was thinking the same thing.

"Here's yours tea, my lady," he handed her a mug, and then bowed. She couldn't help but laugh at her husband, even though her thoughts were worried.

"Rumple," she said slowly as she walked to the living room and sat down on the couch. He followed her with his own mug and sat beside her.

"What sweetheart?" he asked her as he started rubbing circles on her back. She looked at him and took a breath.

"What are we going to do?" she said and he looked at her unsurely.

"What do you mean?" he asked, but she waited before answering.

"I'll will be by your side no matter what, but what do we do now? We can't stay here? Are we going to go back to Storybrooke?" she asked and then added hopefully. "What about the Enchanted Forest? The Dark Castle?" he looked at her oddly and then gave her a sad smile.

"We can't go back home," he said, and she knew he was talking about the Enchanted Forest.

"But surely you could find a way." she said confidently. He shook his head dejectedly

"Even if I did, there's no magic here."

"So let's go back to Storybrooke." She said animatedly, seeing the clear solution. He chuckled bitterly.

"So the town can get there pitchforks and torches." He raised his eyebrows daring her to deny it. She looked down sadly. "Sweetheart I want nothing more than to sweep you away and live our days reading to our kids in front of the fireplace at the Dark Castle." he wrapped his arms around her, resting his head on hers as she cuddled into his chest. She dropped the subject, for now. As he held her in silence he wondered if he should speak, if he should tell her that there might be a way. He already had Ursula in his grasps now all he had to do was recruit Cruella. Which wouldn't be hard. He always knew how to manipulate her. Actually he knew how to play all three of them, the sea witch, the diva, and the dragon. Although thinking about his plan, it involved a lot of things he knew Belle would hate. So he kept silent. It wasn't until she spoke up that their silence broke.

"Let's go on a date." He pulled back out of surprise at her unexpected suggestion.

"What?" she smiled at his face.

"Let's go on a real, proper date at a fancy restaurant." He thought about it, and actually thought it was a good idea. Eating at a nice place, her in a fancy dress, them being together. They never really did anything like that in Storybrooke. Although, there wasn't a lot of fancy restaurant options in the small town. Even though he did like the idea, he was a bit apprehensive.

"I don't know if we should, Belle. You just got released from the hospital yesterday, and then you almost fainted today." He said worriedly. "Again," Rumple added.

"I'm fine now," she tried to tell him.

"I don't know Sweetheart. I'm worried, something doesn't seem right." the gears in his head were turning but interrupt when Belle spoke up, and looked at him with big, blue pleading eyes. He sighed. She was giving him the 'look'. The look that he could never say no to.

"Please, Rumple?" she smiled brightly. After a dramatic sigh he mirrored her smile.

"My dearest Belle, would you like to go on a date with me?"

"I would love to, my darling Rumple." she said with a chuckle, before pulling him in for a kiss.

Thanks for reading. As always please review or PM what you thought, questions, or Rumbelle feels!:)