OK peeps, not sure where i'm going with this story. Anyone want to send me ideas, I will be open minded. This is just a fun little chapter of when Jade is walking alone and someone comes to annoy her becuase he had soooo much time on his hands that day. Like my other storys, I will be going from Fairytale land time to Storybrooke time and vise versa. Let me know, and if you want, messege me. Thanks! BTW, I am not bored of the Rum/Belle pairing, I just wanted to use a different leading lady this time. Still working on I waited so long for you...I don't leave people behind. hahaha

It was a nice sunny day. Jade was enjoying the walk…the walk of freedom. It's been nearly a week since that wonderful, impish, strange man creature helped her. She wondered if he survived the Queen's attack, but then it quickly flew out of her mind. Jade assumed he already forgotten about her. She slid her fingers around the handle of her sword, just to confirm it was still there. This sword was the first thing she earned with her first batch of golden spun hay. She smiled in approval knowing she made the right choice, to go ask him for that power…

Jade was loving her life. Fighting thieves with her cunning mind and sword, sharing flirtations with gaurds and nobles passing by on horses, living anywhere she wanted, if she needed funds, all she had to do was find a spindle wheel and hay, simply making gold, doing whatever she pleased. She enjoyed the independence.

Seeing a puddle, she gathered her skirts to hop over. She grimaced knowing her beautiful, knee high leather lace up boots would get wet. She only had them for two weeks. Suddenly, four flat boards appeared, stretched over the small puddle, intricately. She looked around, no one in sight. She tapped her left foot on the board, seeing if they would disappear. She scanned her surroundings once more, and then crossed, raising a brow, feeling cautious.

For the rest of her hour, she felt like she was being watched, constantly her hand on her sword. She realized she was tired. Until she found an inn, she would seek a nice shady tree to lean against. She knew of a secret small cluster of trees in the meadows. Unfortunately, it was a mile away.

"I have my work cut out for me." Jade kept walking. She started feeling she was by herself now, the paranoia subsiding. Jade took off her cloak, holding it in the usual way on her arm. After words, tilted her head up towards the sun and closing her eyes. Enjoying the rays, and the warm, sweet, summer air, blowing through her coppery, mahogany locks. She simply stood there, reveling in the warmth. The forest was nice, but it was so cold and dark sometimes, even on the sunniest days.

Little did she know, someone was watching her; watching how she worshiped the sun, watching the wind throw her hair around, looking as if a coppery fire was blazing around her shoulders, how she spread her arms out, welcoming the wind, her chest sticking out of her tight corset, her black velvet gown, billowing about, looking like a sheet of metallic black glitter. It was as if she had a special bond with Mother Earth. She slowly got out of her moment and kept walking, cloak still in her arm, fiddling with her necklace with the other hand. Her attention abruptly went to something else…her hair. She grabbed her sword, twirling around, had it aimed and ready…nothing. What was that pulling her hair?

Still on guard, she let out a sigh and continued her little journey.

"You hair is to pretty…dearie." She grabbed her sword again, twirling faster, ready to fight. Her greeter walked closer to her, slapping the blade down. She slowly put it away, but planning to quickly use it without hesitation if needed.

"Rumpelstiltskin…what do I owe the pleasure," she asked, her brow raised. He walked alongside her.

"I was in the area." He laughed.

"Thank you for the compliment by the way," she stated. He swiftly ran his finger through her hair once more, before she could react, he jumped back, looking at her playfully.

"Do you mind? How would you feel if I started touching you?" He smirked.

"I wouldn't mind at all," he giggled. Jade sighed in defeat.

"Pervert," she muttered. Jade tried to ease the awkwardness and tension away with another random question.

"Can I do something for you, Rum?"

"Rum?"

"Yes, Rum, will all due respect, your name is quite a mouthful."

"I'll let it slide, anything pertaining to my name, coming out of your mouth, is divine." She looked at him like he was a loon.

"What do you want?" Jade stopped and looked at him, he looked back at her, eyes wide.

"Wouldn't you want to know, dearie?"

"Must we make so much small talk," Jade retorted. Rumplestiltskin tugged lightly, and quickly at her hair.

"Rum…don't." He laughed and did it once more. She pulled her hair to her other shoulder, exposing her neck. It was too tempting for him to resist. He grasped his hands around her arms, behind her, startling her to where she lost her balance, he kissed her quickly on her neck. She turned around and grabbed him close, and bore daggers into his eyes.

"Listen you imp, I will knock you off the little ass if you…oh, if you." Jade had a change of heart all of a sudden, realizing he wanted such anattentive reaction out of her. She pushed him back, carrying on her stride. He continued as well, giggling, implying of being a sneak.

He tugged her hair again. She brought her arm up, ready to smack him, but closed it in a fist, back down to her side, to control her temper. She was never good at controlling her temper.

"Have you come to bother me like a smitten little teenage boy?"

"yes…actually," he laughed. Jade wasn't sure how to reply to his remark, it was the last thing she'd expect.

"Well…keep your hands to yourself and I will keep my blade at my side."

"Is the a threat dearie?" She glared at him from the corner of her vision.

"Gee, Rum, you seem like a smart man, why don't you figure it out…"

He was about to say something , but stopped when they looked into the distance. It was the Queens black carriage, let by six enormous horses. The whole set up looked to be something you could ride into hell in. Fear rose up in Jades chest…but she portrayed being calm as well as she could. She quickly tugged at Rumpel's sleeve, he look at her, still smirking.

"You may want to disappear, it's my m-…the queen, she corrected herself."

"She don't you who you are Dearie." Jade shook her head, still looking at the carriage.

"She knows who you are though…"

"I think I will stick around, have a pleasant chat. I am feeling very…social today," his big dark eyes popping out and lighting up.