ok, I totally got carried away. Yes, there is smut involved. But, there is a little bit of scary chasing as well. Basically, you don't go behind Mr. Hotpants's back and break a spell he placed on you for his own benifit. Just read it. Let me know what you think. :)

By the time she made it back home, she somehow managed to hide the traces of her tears. It was the hardest thing to do. She felt like she practically murdered him.

"I knock out a father, and then I wipe away the memories within his son. How in hell did it get to this?"

Jade placed Midnight back into the stable. The gallant steed could tell she was bothered.

"It's okay Mother, things will work out. I know they will. If anything, we'll have each other." She took in a deep breath as she wrapped herself around his big neck.

"I know Midnight, and I hope as well. Are you hungry, thirsty, anything?"

"No Mother, I am well, thank you. Now, go on and relax. If you could be so kind, I need mine as well." After giving him a good pat on the nose and a kiss on his eyelid, she locked him up and marched into the castle.

-In the castle-

She called out for him. No sign. Curiosity weighted her down as she ran up the stairs to their bedroom.

Panic rose in her chest once she saw no body lying on the bed where she left him earlier.

"Oh dear," was all she could say.

She ran back down the stairs, she quickly scanned the kitchen…nothing. She peered into the parlor…nothing. She looked into the main room. No one. She jogged over to the window, looking out into the main court. He wasn't in sight.

"Rum…Darling? Are you here?" She fought the urge to scream. Right now was not the time to have a panic attack. He could have been watching her for all she knew.

"Rum! Where are you!" Was all she could yell out. She had a hunch where he could be, but she didn't want to confirm it. Could he be down there? In the basement of the castle…where he kept whatever angered him down there?

She threw her hand on her sword, arming herself as she carefully marched down the swirling staircase submerged in darkness. Never has she felt so paranoid in her own home.

"Rumpelstiltskin…where are you? Why are you hiding from me? I don't like this game."

"Well, I find this game fun Dearie…what's it called, hide and seek?" His voice materialized out of nowhere. She felt hands around her, pinning her into the wall as she screamed.

She did her best to push him off. He quickly bounced back, making her nearly lose her balance.

Furious, she marched up the stairs, doing her best not to smack him across the head.

His laughter followed her. She whirled around really to dig her claws into his shoulders.

"Don't ever scare me like that again," she warned, sounding so sinister at the same time. Dark onyx's blazed in her eyes.

"Where were you the last 10 minutes Dearie?"

"Out with Midnight. Why couldn't you just find me?" In a way, she did tell the truth.

"It's because I trust you."

"Oh, I see." She walked across the hall into their main room.

"That tea you gave me…it was very, inducing so to say yes?" Jade turned around; trying to not show any indication she had to do with his drowsiness.

"Oh, I have no idea what you're speaking of; I was fine after I drank mine Darling. The seasons are changing, perhaps you have allergies?"

"We can't get sick love, you know that," he said suspiciously.

"Well then, I forgotten," she said as she leaned into the window sill looking out, trying to put on a straight face and push her panic down.

"I find it strange how I suddenly became so tired after our very amusing and heartfelt conversation. You know which one I am speaking of, yes?"

"No Darling, I don't." He stood behind her, placing his hands on her shoulders, nearly digging his nails in.

"You know, the one of what we could possibly name our child," he said with some distrust.

"Oh, I am sorry Darling, I don't know how I could possibly forgot something like that."

"Turn around Dearie, let me look at your pretty face." She shook her head, still enjoying the view of the lush landscaping and the forest out on the horizon.

"No, you've seen me so many times. I haven't changed."

"What are you-" she said as he whirled her around, looking at her, fully exposing her.

He looked at her intently.

"You are acting so strange today," he softly accused.

"You…something has changed in you." He spun her around; she lost her composure, struggling to gain her balance for a moment. He gently pulled her in closer, looking into her eyes, as if the answer would lay there.

"I…I am fine Darling, why would you think such a thing? I mean…I am carrying a child. I could see changes happening already." Her attempt to take a step back failed when he grasped her waist with both hands, his head tilted to the side, looking at her so intently. He didn't like how she seemed to shoot out an answer so quickly, or how she was so quickly thinking on her feet. Normally she was calm, always thinking her thoughts out through.

"Something has changed…but it has nothing to do with our miracle." She felt so much guilt when he referred to her pregnancy as something so incredible giving the circumstances that just took place behind her lover's back.

He appeared to be in deep thought, suddenly he had an idea. She watched as he raised his hand, closing it all but his index finger. He slid in against her collar bone, applying enough pressure as if he would cut her, then with his other arm grabbed her at the waist, pulling her in, closing the gap between them. Jade looked up at him, disguising the fear she had in place of a curious, concerned look. He looked so wicked, his smile, so sadistic, as if he was planning something. His eyes, so dark opened wide, his forehead frowning. His grin spread even wider. Her view of his came out of focus she felt his mouth over hers. She ripped her mouth away from his, looking up at him. He peered down to her, still suspicious. She gave him a genuine smile and then gave him a gentle kiss, quickly following her hand caressing his face.

She gasped as soon as he bent down, his mouth aggressively claiming hers. She did her best not to fight him. It was the opposite of the usual. Her body now wanted to escape his hold, to push away. Her mind deciding the same as well.

She did her best to put on an act, and the Dark One knew…

He turned her around, this time her back against his chest. As he placed his hand over half her chest to restrain her. He kissed and playfully bit down on her neck, then up to her jaw bone, repeating his affections. She did her best to not scream. Her pulse running through her veins faster than a hurricane.

"Rum Darling…let me go. I am very tired, I need so sleep." He let go of her. She wanted to run, the fear she felt consumed her. Suddenly, she was stuck, frozen, as if he held a magical hold over her. Using her powers, she lifted his mental grip off of her.

"Please…don't. You know better Darling."

"Why didn't you fight me back, why didn't you show any sort of affection?" She stopped as soon as he finished his question.

"I kissed you, Rum."

"You know that's not enough." She sighed very quietly, still staring at the doorway.

"I love you, isn't that more than anything you could ask of me?" She felt horrible arguing with a statement like that.

"Yes Dearie, but I am very suspicious of you. It appears you have been a very, very naughty girl and did something wrong."

"Oh Gods, does he know of me bringing back my love? On no-no-no!"

"Yes Dearie, I love you as well. But…you haven't eased my theory just yet." She jumped when she felt his hands on her shoulders, whipping her around. He bore a hard stare into her eyes, looking so serious.

"You always give me more than a kiss…you give me passion! What makes me wonder? You are very jumpy. One of the things I loved about you, which you don't seem to possess at the moment Dearie; you were never afraid of me. Why are you so timid all of a sudden?"

Jade felt so much remorse. Her thoughts ran wild.

"I don't think it's the resurrection he knows of…I think it's his curse I lifted. In which makes me feel so much remorse, all he wanted was me. I do love him…just not as much as I want. Could it be pity? I don't understand what I'm feeling…but when I look at those beautiful, dark, golden eyes. I can't help myself to want to nurture him. Show him there's kindness reserved for him. It breaks my heart he feels that he has to curse me to love him.

Jade braced herself as she saw his arms rise up, fearing of what he could possibly do. She envisioned him shaking her, pushing her back, throwing his fists to punch or slap her. He did the opposite.

He cupped her face with his hands, and then looked so hard at her, as if he was seeking an answer from her expression. Jade didn't blink. She simply stood there, waiting…waiting so long, even though it was only seconds. He shook his head, as if he was mentally arguing with himself, in denial. He stepped back, Jade felt a chill on her face once his warm hands left her. She looked at him. The stunned look of his brought tears to her eyes. Rum's looked glazed as well.

"You…you did it. You broke my curse. How?" Jade still locked her gaze with his, not sure whether to run or stay.

"I…I went and sought out-" Rumpelstiltskin cut her off with the most saddening, heart shattering statement he has ever said to her.

"No…not how you did it Dearie. How…could…you…do…that…to…me?" His voice cracked at "
me." As if nothing more shattering has happened to him. He struggled to go on.

"I…I thought you were happy? I thought you were fine with the spell." Jade realized he may have been looking towards her, but it wasn't at her, it was through her. As if he was in some desperate, defensive trance.

"Are you not happy? But…you said you loved me. You shouldn't throw the term around so loosely. Love is the most powerful thing. Love can end spells and curses." For a moment, she saw a glinter of happiness in his eyes, he hoped that perhaps maybe the love she had for him melted away the curs. No…that couldn't be right. Belle did that, she nearly broke a curse. His random happy expression quickly replaced back with that disturbing trance.

"Unless…no. I know it. You don't love me…do you? I knew you could never care for me! Well, it wasn't part of our deal anyway. But it would have been grand…wouldn't it?" He walked past her, staring forward. Jade dropped to the ground sobbing in hysterics as soon as the doors shut behind her.

Once and for all, she had victory over the monster…but it wasn't what she wanted.

-2 hours later-

Jade woke up with a sore back. She realized she was still laying on the very spot she cried. She felt so weak. She blamed the loss of energy from her pregnancy and her sorrow. It didn't help her with the fact she broke the hearts of two men she cared about.

She decided that it was best to go upstairs and sleep. Knowing Rumpelstiltskin, he would be at his wheel.

She made her way into the covers. She scanned the room and listened. Silence answered her.

As she began to take off her boots, she felt a presence, his presence. He was leaning on the side of a armoire, , looking at her so curiously, his eyes so golden, his lips pursed, his brows furrowed, as if he was contemplating something very serious. She began to speak. She wasn't sure what to do.

"I..I love you. Obviously you figured it out Darling. Now you don't have to worry about me only loving you because of a spell, it's for real this time." She strode over to him, caressing his cheek.

He threw his arm out, and grasped her neck. With all the power she had, she loosened his grip then ran. Jade ran as fast as she could down the staircase, through the hall, searching for a room, any room as her sanctuary. His laugh cackled behind her, sending chills down her spine.

She quickly slipped into a old dusty room, the one with the mirror, from when she first spent the evening at his castle, the night he cast the spell on her. She quickly locked the door behind her, then jumped behind the mirror.

"Oh Dearie…where are you? My lovely, shiny little Jade?" His voice, it was getting close.

Her heart wanted to explode when she heard the door knob rattling furiously.

His voice was now on the other side of the door.

"I have come to take what's mine Dearie. You are mine, and you will always be mine. Now quit with the games girl."

"And be done with it," he whispered in her ear.

She turned her head to her left, there he was, crouching beside her. She screamed as she got up, knocking the large mirror over in the process. She heard so many shatters echoing off another as she ran down the hall to her room.

She then slammed the door behind her, pacing, hating feeling like pray. She realized he would eventually catchher. If only she could get to the stables in time. Her thoughts broke away as she heared a tiny thunk on the door, and nails scrapping across the panel.

"Oh Jade…my lovely, pretty little Jade…your just making it worse for yourself. Don't make me come after you." She stood there by her sofa, shaking to her core.

She did her best to create an invisible barrier. She didn't feel like she gave it her all being to distracted by the panic.

Her door slammed open with a kick. The Dark One stomped towards her, smaking into the wall she created. He laughed as he regained his balance. With a waive, the barrier was down. He waved his arm again, possessing her body. She did her best to lift it with her mind. To no avail, his force was to strong.

He picked her up, she did her best to move around, she slapped him hard in the face. He held onto her well. She threw a punch at him, he stopped her with his mind again.

"Please! What are you doing! Don't hurt me!" She cried hysterically, using what energy she had left. They emerged into their bedroom. His slammed the door shut with his mind. He let her down gently. She ran to the door as soon as she had to the opporaunity. She tried her hardest to unlock to door. It was magically stuck. She could do nothing.

Jade turned around dreading the sight before her. Her predator stood there, grinning so evil as her, devising such an agenda. With the flick of his hand, she walked over.

"NO! Don't , please my darling, don't!" She broke down, screaming out her pleas. He lifted her, planting her in front of the bed.

He smiled when he saw the confused look on her face. He laid his palm on her shoulder, slamming her down on her back. He laid on top of her, laying kisses on her neck, then licking her, biting her, tasting her, the laying soft kisses up on her chest. He began kissing the top of her breasts, licking right in between the crevasse.

He undid her corset in seconds with his magic. It fell open effortlessly. He ripped a tear into her chemise. Satisfied with his results, he took his hand and glided it across her swelling breasts and stomach.

She looked up at him with fear in her eyes. She realized she couldn't move.

"What…what are you doing Rumpelstiltskin?" He laughed. It wasn't his sweet high pitched, mischievous laugh. No, it was far more darker and deeper.

"I can't Dearie," he said as he bunched her skirt, moving his hand up her thigh.

"C-c-cant what?" He raked his other hand in her hair, yanking her deep into the pillows.

"I cannot trust you without the curse. I want you to always be mine. How foolish of you to think I wouldn't know you would go behind my back and lift this curse. You're such a naughty lass, and you shall be punished."

Wait, I, let me explain-" her protests were silenced once he laid his lips onto hers, furiously kissing her. He tasted her, all of her; he bit and licked her lips, then plundered his tongue back into her mouth, furiously caressing hers. He let his magic flow out of his kiss, into her body. She felt it again, her better, pure emotions being sucked out of her body.

"YES…that's my Dearie, be a good girl, embrace the curse, you want it, you want it all, you want me!"

He took his hand out of her hair, lifting up the other side of her skirt.

She laid there still, looking up , watching him taking off his pants as he kneeled over her, then throwing off his shirt. He then bent down, ripping her clothing off of her. When he leant back down, covering her almost naked body with his, he whispered in her ear, making her so weak, and so desired at the same time.

"You've been a very bad, naughty girl. I'm going to enjoy giving you your punishment." He held his hand somewhat firmly as he slid his man hood into her, shuddering as he felt her completely around him.

"Punish me," was all she could manage to say, not able to handle all the pleasure he gave her.