The carriage stopped, Rumpel did his best to quit giggling, but he didn't seem to care on the other hand. Just to make things interesting, he put his arm around her. Jade gulped. Not sure whether to stay or run. Out of instinct, she placed her hand on the handle to her sword. It was hard, as much as she hated her mother, as much she wanted to be rid of her forever, she felt horrible on the inside. The queen stepped out of the carriage, dressed very similar to Jade's. It was time to see if Rumpelstiltskin really kept his word now…

"Well, Rumpel, what are you doing out in my neck of the woods," she said, admiring her rings on her right hand, then closing it, looked back at him for a reply. Jade was still at loss for words. She still was considering fleeing away, but she felt like her legs were rooted to the ground, mentally, or from his power.

"I'm making a deal…" The queen looked at Jade, so evil but friendly all at once.

"So dear, are you going to say something, or act like a statue?"

"Hello…your grace," for the first time in her life, she addressed her mother as if she never was related at all. It felt…lonely. The queen looked back at Rumpel.

"What is she in need of?"

"We were about to get to it," he lied. The queen lost interest, climbing back into her carriage. Without even a good-bye, she left. They watched her leave.

"She is a snob, isn't she," he asked.

"You have no idea how many horrible traits she has, along with that," Jade replied. They continued on walking.

"Rum, if you came out her to see if I was using my new found ability for wrong doing, im not, you don't have to worry." He shook his head.

"No dearie, I know you wouldn't…that's what I do!" He giggled.

"Then what are you here for?"

"You're a curious little one, aren't you," he teased.

"Well, I was enjoying my day until you came and pestered me…" she retorted.

"Well, I was bored, and now that you have made a deal with me, I can find you, anytime I want."

"That is so fucking wonderful," she said out loud. In an instant, she was held by Rumbel. He leaned in.

"I do like a woman with a dirty mouth, especially one that looks kissable. Hey eyebrows furrowed, venom in her stare.

"If you value your life…you will not do it." He dipped her and laid one hard quick kiss upon her lips, then dropped her, her back to the ground, hovering over her on all fours. She slipped out of his reach, and stood up. He jumped up and jumped around. She wanted to laugh, but her rage could not be unkempt within no more. She slapped him in the head, nearly knocking him over. Grabbing her sword, ready for a fight, her arm swung away from some invisible force. Her sword floated out of her belt, to his hand. She wasn't sure to retrieve it out of his grasp, or brace herself to fight. For some unknown reason, she didn't know how to fend for herself.

He simply stood there admiring the sword.

"Im telling you dearie, you should know better, I am always one step ahead." He went up to her and handed her the sword. She looked down at it, then back to him. He was gone.