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Jade was in the forest again. She needed to relive the experience of the past, when she was a free woman, not bonded to Rumplestiltskin, or engaged to Baelfire. It infuriated her how she barely even had to chance to be free for even half a year. It seemed odd to her, how men in this land were so eager to catch a woman for their own.
It was nearly a month since she's been his prisoner. She needed to get away from him. It was becoming too difficult to hate him. Every day he kept showing her kindness, and now he was asking her if she loved him. What was the matter with that lunatic? She recalled the moment from this morning.
Jade sat at the sofa, peering into a book. She normally spun right beside him, but she felt she needed to place some distance between them. She had to focus on her plan. To learn the monsters secrets and weaknesses, so she could end it all and be free.
Lately, he was making it to difficult, as if he knew of her plotting. In the morning, he brought tea to her. Something she normally did for the both of them.
Then there was that smile he now often gave to her, staring back from his wheel. If only his eyes weren't so golden when he met her gaze… it made her weak. He rarely gave attention to anyone while he was spinning away at his wheel.
Then the night before, he observed she was cold. Before she could even say anything, he took her shawl from upstairs and draped it over her. Damn him….damn that sweet monster. Was he really trying to redeem himself?
Earlier in the evening last night, he noticed she was reaching for a book, a mere 2 inches out of her grasp, even standing on her toes. Using his magic, he pulled it off the shelf, it neatly landing on the table behind her.
As she turned the page, she felt a slight transition in the sofa. She looked up, his gaze meeting hers. Then he looked down, fiddling with his fingers, then looking back down at the book.
"What are you reading?"
"Tales of mythology."
"Oh…what story are you on now?"
"The one of Persephone," Jade answered.
"I don't recall that one, what is it about?"
"Its about a woman, getting taken against her will, because she somehow managed to earn the affection of Hades, a very powerful being, and the lord of the underword. Very selfish…don't you think, Rum?" Jade knew he got the context of her words. Feeling a light pang of guilt, he quickly changed the subject, which didn't benefit him at all, his motive to ease the tension.
He took the book out of her hands, then folded her page, slamming it shut, placing it on the table in front of her. Then he took her hands in his, looking at her very seriously. He needed to know, needed to hope. He knew he could start over with her, but would she partake? He was almost desperate for a family again…
"Jade…are you with child?" She huffed at his inquiry.
"No, why would I be? Have I appeared to gain weight? " He laughed at her.
"Well…do I have to really state the obvious? We have lain with each other quite a few times, no, your fine. Lovely as ever." She shook her head in annoyance, feeling he insulted her intelligence.
"Well, if you took this wretched spell off me, you wouldn't have to worry about it. Now would you?"
He smiled, assuming her implication of how his curse controlled her actions, working against her better judgment, more to his benefit most of the time. Then his expression changed, at which he appeared to be disturbed.
"But, what if I wanted one-" She pinched the bridge of her nose with her thumb and index finger, indicating frustration.
"Rum, I wanted a child... with the man you killed! You cannot treat people so cruelly and get everything you want in return. It doesn't work that way. No matter what, I will always be your friend, but I will always have a grudge against you as well."
"So, what you think between us is a mere friendship," he confirmed, failing at hiding the disappointment in his tone.
"Yes…a friendship with benefits, I suppose." For some unknown reason, it was too difficult for her to give that as an answer. He took her left hand into his right hand, leaning in, and then giving her a sweet, somewhat long kiss on the lips, touching his forehead to hers.
"Well then, I guess that's a problem," he stated,
"Why?" That's all she could manage to say. She was angry at herself for the fact she seemed to crush this monsters heart more and more by the second. Shouldn't have she felt victorious?
"Because… I think I am in love with you," he dragged out.
She felt the curse acting up again. She felt the urge to wrap her arms around him and tell him the same thing. But for once, her inner voice prevailed. Ripping herself out of his grasp, she looked him sternly in the eye.
"Rum…you can't do that."
"Do what?"
"Love me." He straightened up his posture, hands clasped in his lap, looking at her confused.
"And why not, Dearie?"
"Because…I am not your true love…you destroyed mine. From what iv'e heard from you, you had her as yours…so long ago….and to think I'd ever forgive you? It doesn't work like that."
Immediately following her statement, she got up, walking to the hall, throwing on her cloak, wrapping around her belt, and sliding her sword though.
"I'm going for a walk. I need to think…alone." She left, feeling guilt when she noticed his misunderstood expression, his brows slightly furrowed, his jaw clenched, eyes full of hurt, disappointment and rejection over all.
Jade went back to reality.
She looked at the trees, realizing where she was. Half way to her old castle. She wanted to pay Baelfire a visit, but not when Rumplestiltskin could track her down. She dreaded even thinking of what chaos would ensue if he caught her visiting the grave.
Her plans for a mind easing walk came to a halt when she heard something she dreaded. Those familiar sounds…the clip clops of what had to be six horses, a whip, four wheels of the carriage. She turned around to confirm her fears. It was the evil queen. Jade moved to the side of the path to let them though. All of a sudden, she heard the head horseman yell "Halt." Then she heard boot heels alongside hers. Jade made it a point to keep looking ahead, as if she didn't notice.
"Jadie Dear, slow down, I am going to walk with you, to get some fresh air."
"Oh gods…now, really?" She looked to her left. A beautiful, raven haired, older woman, in her early 40's cladded in a beautiful black dress, boots, and a habit, beside her.
"Hello your highness." Jade got that same pit of her stomach as last time she's seen her mother.
"What are you doing out here alone, my dear?" The queen looked at her with curiosity.
"I…I am just taking a walk, contemplating a lot at the moment."
"Oh…what is it then?" The queen linked her arm with her forgotten daughter. Why was she being so chummy all of a sudden?
"Oh…just silly little things, compared to what could be issues for you, my Queen." The queen gave off a giggle, as if she had something planned.
"So…mirror has it your Rumplestiltskin's mistress?" Jade nearly choked remembering she forgot to recover the mirror in that one room in the castle.
"Oh…no, just his companion. I am more of an assistant , actually…your grace."
"Hymmm, I'd be careful if I were you, he really cared for his last one…what was her name…Belle? Some silly little French princess. Poor thing killed herself." Jade found it eerie how the queen could casually mention a suicide, with no compassion what so ever.
"Oh, my."
"Better be careful Jadie…you're a very pretty girl…you actually resemble me quite a bit when I was younger, you just seem paler, it appears he likes them pale…"
"Thank you. But, I appreciate your concern, but it's nothing really. Only assisting in the small things, listening to his rambles." Jade laughed nervously.
"I love how you go out of your way to talk to me…as a mere stranger…you vile bitch!"
"Jadie Dear, why do you work for him? Do you even care for him?" The queen seemed to be digging for information with that question. Before Jade could answer, she spoke again.
"Why don't you leave? Oh! I have the most brilliant idea! Why don't you come work for me? I will match everything he offers. I could use a lady in waiting, or, a seamstress. I could put you somewhere." She looked at Jade, expecting a reply.
"What do you think Jadie dear?" "Oh gosh…someone kill me now. I'm going to slip!"
"I appreciate the offer my Queen, but…I can't escape him. He is my master." Jade felt the bile rise in her throat, she hated the fact someone "owned" her. The queen rolled her eyes.
"Oh, I can't be nothing I can break…whatever is the curse?"
"He can find me. Where ever…I go. There is no use, running away," Jade said grimly.
"Hymmm, sorry Dear, cannot break that one unfortunately….now, stop for just a moment, and look at me."
"What on earth does the queen want to look at me for?" Jade complied, turning around.
The queen saw her eyes, which roused interest in hers.
"Who is your mother…I see you have evil blood running through your veins."
"Oh, if only I knew. I have no family." It tore Jade up on the inside, her own mother, not even knowing she was her daughter, standing in front of her.
"I take it you harness some sort of power?"
"No, I don't actually. I presume my mother was a witch," some truth behind her statement "A horrible, selfish, vain witch." The two women continued walking.
"Now tell me Jadie Dear, does he even let you be with another man?" The queen linked her arm with Jades. Jade forced herself not to roll her eyes at the catty woman who took her for an ignorant maiden, knowing very well her lost mother only wanted some information to do something lethal with.
"No. I cannot be with another. He's all I see, every morning, every night. "
"So you haven't met your true love?"
"I have…the bastard killed him," Jade answered. "I saw him do it," she added. The queen tsked her.
"Such will power you have, I simply kill people who anger me…I don't think twice about it." Strangely, the queen smiled.
"Us woman put up with so much, don't we?"
"Yes my queen…we do." Jade didn't like how close the Queen was at the moment.
"Well…if you ever change you mind, I will be waiting. I'd love to have you on my side, I see so much in you from when I was young…such a waste. Ta-ta Jadie dear! The queen turned around hoping in the carriage. Oddly, it turned around, going the opposite way.
"What a waste? What in hell is that supposed to mean?"
Too angry to even enjoy her walk, Jade quickly made it back to the castle.
Rum looked up from the book she was reading earlier, appearing happy to see her. She turned around, facing the hat stand, about to take off her cloak.
Suddenly startled, feeling hands on her shoulders from behind. It was him removing her cloak and pulling her sword out of her belt, to put it away.
"What is the matter Dearie?" Jade cracked her neck, then just looked down at the ground, she wanted to pace in anger, but he held her planted down on the spot. She lost It…bursting in anger.
"NO MATTER WHERE I GO I GET PESTERED BOTHERED, BY ALL YOU POWERFUL, EVIL BEINGS! IF I SEE THAT WOMAN ONE MORE TIME…YOU ARE SMART NOT GIVING ME ANY POWER, I WOULD HAVE RID OF HER ON THE SPOT! IF I SEE THAT WOMAN ONE MORE TIME... I WILL DESTROY HER, I WOULD HAVE SUCKED OUT HER SOUL, I WOULD HAVE MADE HER MELT!" He twirled her around, hands around her wrists. He suffered her wrath last week, over something small, she nearly decked him in the face over the matter.
"The Queen…my ex mother. Now she is all friendly, once she forgot about me! Knows me as a simple aqaintence! She knows my name, yes…call's me "Jadie!" Don't I feel fucking special?" Rum was about to say something.
"SHUT UP IMP! I AM SPEAKING! WAIT YOUR TURN!" Rum just stood there shocked. The last woman to tell him to shut it was his wife, and he obeyed at the time, being he was only a mere man. He could feel the red hot rage radiating off her body.
"She is probably coming after me because I am associated with you. She asked me if I had any power. I don't." He noticed her shaking. He smiled, and was amused at how his "pretty little Jade" couldn't handle the evil slowly taking over her, a side affect from her the evil she inherited from her mother, along with the curse Rumplestiltskin placed on her, all settling in at once. He knew her good nature was losing control to the darkness growing inside of her.
All of a sudden, his insticts felt something wasn't right, as she walked to him, her iris's black, her hands outstretched to his neck. Jade took him by the collar, shaking him violently, he was in her warpath after all, and something he could not get the concept of, no matter how many times she lost it in front of him.
"YOU SON OF A BITCH! I COULD HAVE BEEN KILLED! WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME SHE WALKED THERE? ISN'T THAT PART OF THE FOREST YOUR TERRITORY! I NEED SOME SORT OF PROTECTION; I COULD HAVE BEEN TURNED INTO VERMIN, OR WORSE!" She realized what she was doing, and all he wanted to do was help. She backed off, letting him go, nearly stumbling backwards, a stunned expression, her eyes glazed over, ready to shed tears.
"I'm sorry Rum…I, I am just so angry. You didn't deserve that." Ashamed, she sulked off to her room, even though there was no bed. That was his ploy to get her to sleep beside him; the only bed in the castle was in his room.
Rum went back to his wheel. To be honest, he was abit startled by her. He never actually seen the ultimate wrath of a woman before, but she was the daughter of the most evil murderess in the land, so why was he so surprised?
"She is so adorable when she gets angry…perhaps I should provoke her more often. I do enjoy getting shaken up like that. Oh, how fun it is to be grabbed by the collar with her hands…I should interrupt her more often. I should let her calm down…now…that isn't like me, I'd rather annoy. Where did she go?"
Smirking, he loosened the ties to his shirt, just in case she wanted to take her frustrations out on him again, in a way he loved the most, also, preventing her from ripping his shirt, something she often did before they became intimate with each other. She could never remove his clothing gently, she tended to destroy.
She looked up as her door creaked, him standing there in the open doorway, looking at her with a smug grin.
She simply laid across the lounge, tapping her fingers on the wooden armrest.
"Not now Rum…I hate to be so selfish, but you need to leave. I cannot be held accountable for the actions I will do if you get me angry. I need time to be in peace, so I can calm down…all right?
Her vibrant green eyes looked up at him, pleading, but warning as well.
He took a few paces to the lounge, looking down at her, infuriating her further, effortlessly taking a handful of her very long hair, rubbing it between his fingers.
"But…what if I didn't want to leave you alone?" He smiled. He always loved being a pest, especially to the ones who were easy angered. She stared off into space.
"You…really…should…leave."
"I see you're frustrated."
"No…I'm happier than a bride marching down the isle… No shit Rumplestiltskin!" She repositioned herself, sitting up now, looking up at him. She felt ridiculous in the compromising position.
He knelt down, balancing on both knees. They were now at the same eye level. His stare seemed to be obnoxious, her's daring him to challenge. He ran his hands up her skirt, his mouth to her ear.
"I can rid you of the frustrations… if you'd like," he offered, then kissing her neck. She tried to push him back, attempting to push his hands down onto the cushions, which now were running up her waist.
"Get…out," she said. He moved his hands up her torso still, slowly over her chest, until they were in her hair. He peered in closer.
"Nope, I think I will stay here," he said, following by a laugh.
"This place is big enough to house half the land and you insist on being here, with a woman who uses you as an outlet for anger?" He leaned back a foot, making sure she could see the mischief in his expression.
"YES!" He laughed again. She tried to get up, but he had her pinned, with his hands on her wrists.
"Don't make me hurt you…"
"But what if I liked it when you hurt me?" A growl escaped her throat. This wasn't working. She closed her eyes. Rumplestiltskin became annoyed. She couldn't be irritated if she didn't see him.
He did his best to stay in place when she took him by surprise. She quickly opened her eyes, which were black again. To distracted by her freighting stare, he realized it was too late when he found himself viciously in her hands, by his scalp. He yelped out in pain.
"I guess you will have to learn then," she said. Laughing so sinister as she threw him down, her crawling on top of him. She pulled at his hair, harder this time, whispering in his ear, her other hand ripping open his shirt.
His chest exposed, she moved her hand from there to his pants, pulling them off in the process. Leaning her head down, then trailing kisses up his torso, stopping at his neck. While shuddering in delight, he opened his eyes to take it all in. As he expected, dark eyes stared back at him, coming in close, to close to focus. She then forced a ravaging kiss on his mouth, one he passionately returned. She ripped her mouth from his, giving him a wicked grin, then she spoke.
"I warned you…" she whispered.
Jade woke up, shivering on the stone floor, realizing she was naked, he fully clothed. He looked down at her, leaning on his elbow, a satisfied grin on his face.
She rubbed her head, groaning in pain.
"Ugh…what in hell, I have such a headache," she moaned.
"Well Dearie, there are two things you can have that from…" She looked at him awkwardly
"I am aware of the first possibility, what is the other? He laughed. He took some of her hair, twirling it between his fingers.
"I gave you your powers while you were sleeping." Jade looked disappointed.
"Why didn't you wait till I awoke, I assumed it would have been a special moment between us, right?"
"No dearie, it would hurt too much, and it would frighten you as well, it was quite traumatizing what I experienced."
He recalled years ago, when he stabbed the dark one, the power…so dark, making his skin so translucent, the black undertones coming though his veins. The hot pain running through his body, making him want to scream, the fear he experienced, at first he thought he was dying. That was just the regular experience of a transformation. His attention went back to her. This time she sat up, slowly lacing up her undershirt, then slipping on her skirts, then her corset.
"So…where do we go from her Rum…should you teach me how to use them?" He snickered at her, so naive she was.
"It will come to you instinctively." He lay on his side, pulling her in.
"You feel like destroying something, or someone, do it. You want to create, do it. Anything you want, you are not powerful as I though, but you are more powerful than the queen. I cannot wait to plan it all out." He let out a happy , eerie laugh. She leaned into his chest, dozing off, the headache was too much to bare.
"And what would that be, Rum?"
"Well, plotting against the Queen and taking over the land of course, you silly girl."
"Oh…sounds good to me," she muttered before drifting off.
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