Hey everyone, I'm sorry this took so long. I've been too busy crying after the last couple episodes. Thank you to ladybugsomma for letting me vent all my feels, you're the best!:) Also I've been getting new followers and favorites for this story, thank you so much, and please tell me what you think about this story. Thanks everyone and hope you like the chapter, only a few more to go!:) Also I'm sorry for the grammar and spelling mistakes, I've been busy, but really wanted to get this up.

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Rumple and Belle talked to Natalie and Shawn for quite a while. The conversation between the two couples could have been awkward. However it wasn't. Rumple had learned shortly after he first saw Shawn with Belle, that he was married. After seeing him a few times he saw the wedding ring and Natalie, he knew he had nothing to be worried about. Natalie's reaction to seeing Rumple was utter surprise. She was shocked to know Belle's 'stalker' was her husband. Belle tried to explain the whole situation the best she could without going into too much detail. Natalie knew that Belle and her husband had been separated. Which made it easier for Belle to explain. Basically Belle told her that her husband had found her but hadn't worked up the courage to talk to her, but now they were together and happier than ever.

As they fell easily into conversation, Rumple actually found himself enjoying talking to the couple. He could be just be himself instead of the 'Dark One'. They didn't have tragic stories how they made a deal with him long ago. He hadn't turned one of their kids into a pig, or fathers into toad. With his hand wrapped around Belle's, acting like a normal couple talking to another, he felt odd, but not unpleasant. He could just be Belle's husband. The only thing he really wanted to be.

After a while they said their goodbyes, and parted with the couple. Once at Belle's apartment Rumple followed Belle to the living room. She flopped down on the couch with a happy sigh. He smiled and followed her lead, sitting beside her. Belle pulled her feet up on the couch, and leaned her head on his shoulder. He leaned down and pressed his lips to her forehead. Then pulled her feet across his lap. Belle scrunched her eyebrows, puzzled.

"I don't know how you wear these every day," Rumple said shaking his head. He tugged at her heels until he slid the first one off. She giggled and her heart swelled from the simple loving act as he rubbed her feet.

"Well I haven't been wearing them lately, with the baby and all. But tonight was special. Beside I had someone to catch me from falling." She smiled up at him as he slid off her second shoe.

"Always. As long as it isn't off ladders. I doubt in my condition I would do much better than break your fall." She chuckled

"I'll try to stay off ladders then." She replied

"Yes, please do," Rumple told her "You my dear, can be quite clumsy."

"That's rude." She said giving him a playful swat.

"I'm just being honest, sweetheart." He argued.

"I only fell off the ladder the one time."

"Yes, but you broke several dishes, two vases, and somehow manage to break my one of a kind, imported from Wonderland, tea kettle." Belle mouth fell open.

"You said that was nothing but a cheap souvenir." She said accusingly with a gasp.

"Well technically it was, now that it was broken." They continued to talk. They talked about memories back in the Enchanted Forest, and in Storybrooke. They talked about the New York City, and the baby, but never about what they were going to do next.

They sat in silent for a while before Rumple spoke up.

"Shawn and Natalie seem like a nice couple."

"They are, and their children are adorable."

"I would love to meet them,"

"Oh, we should have them for dinner sometime."

"I agree." She smiled at him, before leaning over to kiss him and getting up. She yawned as she got up.

"We should head to bed."

"Yes, you do look exhausted." She smiled and walked off, leaving him on the couch where he was thinking how he lucky he was to have her by his side again. He followed her after a while. Walking into the bedroom he saw she was already slipped under the covers. However she still rested against the bed's headboard. As Rumple slid of his nice tie and unbuttoned his shirt Belle stared at him, appreciating being with him, her true love. The only man she had ever loved, and ever would. She membered when he said that she made him stronger. He was right she did, but he also gave her strength. Strength to love, and hope. He encouraged her that she could be so much more than what everyone expected or thought. More than a little wife, more than the daughter of a lord. He gave her confidence to do want she wanted.

As Rumple took off his shirt and put on softer pajama pants his eyes flickered over Belle. He saw her smiling. He walked over to the bed where he slid next to her. His head turned towards hers.

"What's the smile for?"

"You."

"Me?" he ask incredulously.

"Yes, you," she said with a laugh. Belle laid down on the bed, her head propped up by her hand. Belle stared up at his brown eyes.

"May I ask, what about me?"

"Just how much I love you," a wide smile grew on his face. He gave her a long passionate kiss before laying down next to her.

"I love you too." They both reached over to the lamps beside them and turned off the lights. Now in the dark they faced each, laying on their sides. He pulled her towards him. Belle's chest firmly pressed against his bare torso. She placed her hand and her head against his chest, nestling into him. Rumple softly kissed her forehead. Belle fell asleep first. Rumple watched her for as long as he could, before his eyes grew too heavy to keep open.

Belle woke up to a lovely breakfast in bed, by her husband. She did appreciate him taking care of her, but he was beginning to do everything for her. However she didn't tell him that, and gave him a 'thank you.' After eating in bed with rumple beside her she went to the bathroom where she threw up that breakfast. She then proceeded to brush her teeth very thoroughly. After she made sure they were sparkly clean and her breath was minty fresh she padded over to the shower and let the water run, before stripping and walking in. She wondered if Rumple was going to join her and help her wash. He was doing everything else for her. Now that she thought about it, she wasn't sure she would mind his help with this task. However he didn't.

After washing the dishes he walked to the living room. Sitting on the couch, he thought about what they were going to do. Maybe, New York City wasn't going to be so bad after all. It was a fresh start. Just a life with him and Belle. Still there was a sense he didn't belong there. He came from a world that was considered a fairytale here. A world that was old and magical. Or at least it had magic in it. Rumple didn't know how he was going to cope without having it. He was so used to magic, it had become a part of him. He felt uncomfortable without it. He didn't know if he could live without it. Suddenly his eyes widened.

"Belle!" he shouted. He frantically raced to the bedroom where she was just emerging from the adjoin bathroom. "Belle!"

"Rumple what it is," Belle said puzzled.

"Belle when did you start feeling pain? Did it start when you left Storybrooke?" Belle scrunched her eyebrows a look of alarm on her face. She thought back. When she got to New York City she started to feel distressed and uncomfortable. Then the pain started a little later in her pregnancy.

"Why?"

"Belle," he said slowly. Rumple guided her to the bed and made her sit down. "The baby its mine." He said but it wants a question

"Of course it is."

"No I mean it..." he started. "Because its mine, it has magic. Very power magic. Dark magic and true love. She or he will be the most powerful practitioner of all the realms. A baby hasn't been born like this before. At least none that I've heard of. That's what's wrong."

"I don't understand." Belle said shaking her head.

"The baby knows its missing something. It's missing magic." he paused. "The baby needs magic to grow, to live, or else it won't survive." Belle's eyes widened. Her head snapped down to look at her baby.

"But that means-"

"Yes." He interrupted. "We need to go back to Storybrooke." He said. But how?

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