A year and three months after Mr and Mrs. Pott's wedding we received a knock at the door. It was a day just like any other. I was no longer a scullery maid now I was simply the household maid. I lit the candles and cleaned all the rooms in the castles. So I was cleaning the castle, dustin gall the stained glass windows and sweeping all the floors. It was pouring rain outside and the sun was nowhere to be found when the knock came at the door.

When I heard the knock I was a bit confused as to who would come to the castle, we weren't expecting any visitors, in fact we never had any visitors. I looked around for Cogsworth or Mr. Chapeau who normally opened the doors for visitors but they were nowhere to be found. So I nervously creaked open the door and on the other side was a older, dirtier, and sadder Mrs. Potts.

"Mrs. Potts!" I couldn't keep my voice down, I was so elated to see her, "Please come in!"

I wiped my dusty hands off on my apron and opened the door for her. She entered the castle leaning over and holding some scrunched up blankets in her arms. I looked outside for Mr. Potts, but he was nowhere to be found.

"I'm so happy to see you! Where's Mr. Potts?" I asked before I turned around and shouted everyone's name to get their attention.

"Wait, please don't call them in here." Mrs. Potts said, her voice was hoarse.

I put my hand on Mrs. Potts' shoulder, "What's wrong?"

Mrs. Potts was shaking as she outstretched her arms and unwrapped the pile of blankets in her arms. She showed me a small newborn baby in the mess of blankets.

"Wh- Who is this?" I asked frantically. The baby was dirty, had a runny nose, and had dried tears crusted around it's eyes. I could tell the baby had been in some bad condition.

"His name is Nicolas," Mrs. Potts croaked out, "Could you please help us?"

"Of course!" I was so concerned about her and the baby.

Mrs. Potts stepped into the great hall and sat at the large wooden table at the center of the room holding Nicolas.

"What happened? Where is Mr. Potts?" I asked her.

"I-I'd rather tell you about it later." Mrs. Potts responded.

"Okay, would you like something to eat? Some new clothes?" I asked referring to her clothes which were caked in mud and dirt.

"Food, please." She said, obviously exhausted.

I found some leftover dinner rolls and cheese in the kitchen which I brought to Mr. Potts.

"Thank you love." She said as she began to completely devour her food.

"Can I get anything for Nicolas?" I asked.

"Some new blankets?" Mrs. Potts asked.

I rushed to the nearest guest room where I had just had the blankets cleaned and pressed. I took out the clean blankets and brought them to Mrs. Potts where I swapped out her filthy sheets with the warm cleaner ones.

"Can you tell me what's happened now?" I prodded.

"I'm sorry love I'm just too tired to talk, can I please have a bed to sleep in?"

"Of course, should I take Nicolas while you sleep?" I asked as I helped Mrs. Potts and lead her to the guest room.

"No thank you dear, I'd rather have him sleep with me."

I shrugged and opened the guest room up for Mrs. Potts to enter. She collapsed onto the bed and fell asleep with Nicolas in her arms.

I went into the servant quarters and found Mr. Chapeau, Lumiere, and Cogsworth.

"You three, come with me please."

They obediently followed me down the hallway and into the guest room where Mrs. Potts was sound asleep.

"What's all this about?" Cogsworth asked with annoyance.

I shushed him quiet then slowly opened the door to the guest room where they were sleeping.

"Is that Mrs. Potts?" Mr. Chapeau asked, almost speechless.

"Why yes it is." I confirmed for them.

"What in the world is she doing here?"Cogsworth asked.

"And who's baby is that?" Lumiere added.

"I don't know anything, she just came here asking for help so I gave her food and a place to sleep." I explained.

"I think it would be best for us to let them sleep then ask our questions later." By that he meant we would let them rest before the interrogation tomorrow.

I went to sleep shortly after this event. The next morning I woke up early for work like I did everyday. I lit all the candles in the house to wake everyone up. It was still dark and stormy outside. When I had finished adding a bit of light to each room I went into the guest room to see Mrs. Potts. Mrs. Potts was already awake and holding Nicolas on the edge of her bed when I entered the room.

"Bonjour Mrs. Potts." I greeted her.

"Bonjour love." She said with a weak smile.

"New clothes?" I offered her.

"Yes please." She agreed.

I wasn't sure what kind of clothes to bring her becuase it would probably be rude to bring her her old uniform but I wasn't sure what size of clothes she would want. I went into Madam's room and dug through the drawers to her fine dresser. I took out a petticoat and the loosest most comfortable dress I could fine. The dress was a dark purple color and it was covered in lace and frills. Madam must have been a good lady-in-waiting if her clothes were so fine. I brought the clothes back to Mrs. Potts and she thanked me before dismissing me from the room so she could put them on.

When I came back into the room she looked beautiful in her clothes, she had also washed off all the dirt and grime from her body.

"Can you tell me what happened now?" I asked her.

"Of course, Babette."

"Oh, actually, I don't go by Babette anymore," She gave me a confused look, "The young master began calling me Fifi and it just stuck."

"Oh, well Fifi I can most certainly tell you what's happened." She gave me a smile that didn't reach her eyes.

When Mr and Mrs. Potts left they were doing just fine. Mr. Potts had already arranged himself a job at a charity school. The pay was low but they didn't mind, they had enough for a house to support the two of them. The two were happy together. They spent six months together in a small cottage near the school. Mrs. Potts said she could remember specifically that it was a Tuesday when she found out that she was pregnant with Nicolas. She told Mr. Potts and he was so happy, they both were. Mr. Potts took extra jobs around his school but they just couldn't pay him enough to support all three of them. One day Mr. Potts said he was going to be at work all night, grading papers for the teachers. To put it plain and simply he never came back. Mrs. Potts was so worried about him, but she couldn't do anything, she had no idea where he had gone. She worried that he had become unfaithful and run away with someone. She worried that he had been hurt or was trapped somewhere he couldn't do get help. An entire week went by and she heard nothing. Mrs. Potts asked all the teachers at the school if they had seen him and they said he never showed up to grade papers for them. Mrs. Potts also asked the Maréchaussée if they had seen or heard from him. They knew nothing. But on the next Tuesday the Maréchaussée knocked at her door. Mr. Potts' carriage had gone over a pothole when the latch conjoining the horses and carriage had become undone and crashed the carriage into a tree. Mr. Potts survived the accident but he was in the middle of the woods when he got out of the carriage. He was attacked by wolves and killed.

Mrs. Potts began her return to the castle shortly after she heard of her husband's death. It took her months to get home because with no income she didn't have them money to make it back. She hitchhiked home and took odd jobs for money for food along the way. Mrs. Potts gave birth to Nicolas about two weeks ago.

"I'm so sorry." I said as I took Mrs. Potts hands in my own.

"Oh, it's not your fault dear." Mrs. Potts had tears in her eyes.

"You really loved him."

"I really did," She glanced down at Nicolas, "But I still have a piece of him here."

I smiled, "You can certainly stay here, I'm sure Prince Adam will have nothing against it."

"Oh okay but I really would prefer having my job back, dear."

"That would be fine." I decided.