Rose and Belle stopped in town later that evening to rest. They would continue their journey in the morning. Rose was still very upset.

"Why did we have to leave Papa? What if he gets lonely?" she asked with tears in her eyes.

"He won't be lonely, Rose," Belle said. "He'll be perfectly fine by himself."

"Why don't you love Papa anymore, Mama?" Rose asked.

Belle looked at her daughter for a minute before she sat next to her and wrapped her arms around her. Rose cried.

"Oh Rose," Belle said. "I still do love your father. But the thing is I love you too and I want you to be safe. And your father, well... He's a difficult man to love, sweetheart."

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"Sorry I ran into you there, sir," Danielle said as she began to pick herself up. "I wasn't looking where I was going."

"...W-Well, you're not hurt, are you?" the man asked, offering his hand to her. He helped her up on her feet and she didn't notice his hand lingered in hers just for a moment too long.

"No, I don't... I-I-I don't think...so..." Danielle said, and she looked at him curiously. He seemed strangely familiar... Danielle couldn't put her finger on it, but she thought she had seen him before. He seemed to notice.

"You don't... You don't know who I am, do you?" he asked.

"...No I don't... think so," she said. The man looked at her for another moment.

"I see..." he outstretched his hand. "Well, my name is Mr. Gold. I own the pawnbroker shop down the street."

"Ah," Danielle shook his hand. "Well, I'm Danielle Mills. I'm the mayor's daughter."

"Regina?" Mr. Gold asked. Danielle nodded. "...I was unaware that she had another child..."

"Hmm. Yeah, no, I'm her daughter."

"...I see..." Mr. Gold muttered, seeming very deep in thought.

"Well, I should be heading home," Danielle said after a moment.

"Yes of course," he nodded.

"Um... Sorry about running into you, again," she said as she passed him.

` "Quite alright," he said. "Good bye, Miss Danielle."

Danielle looked over her shoulder and smiled.

"Good bye, Mr. Gold," she said. He almost looked in pain.

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It was mid day. Rose and Belle were traveling on foot down a trail into the forest. It was very quiet, except for the sound of birds and the tread of their foot steps. Belle had been determined to get a head start on the day, and they had left shortly after dawn.

Rose looked up at her mother. They were so similar in looks. They had the same shape of face and the same long chestnut hair. But their eyes were different. Belle had beautiful blue eyes like the sky. Rose's eyes were brown, like her father's. Her father...

Rose stopped suddenly.

"Mama, I want to go home," she said. "I want Papa."

"Rose... I know you miss him, but trust me. This is for your own good," she sighed. "It's better this way."

"But-" Rose's protest was interrupted by the sound of hoof beats. They turned and saw the queen's carriage. And like last time, it stopped next to them. And like last time, the queen stepped out again.

"We meet again," she smiled.

"Excuse us, your highness, but we are trying to get somewhere," Belle said, tugging Rose closer.

"Where are you going? Perhaps I can be of assistance," Regina asked.

"My father's castle," Belle said. "And thank you for your kind words, but we don't need your help."

"But, Mama, I want to go home to Papa!" Rose said, stamping her foot.

"Ooh, she's feisty like you, isn't she?" Regina chuckled and stepped towards them. "I think I can help with this little disagreement. You want to go to your father's castle, and you want to go home to Rumple. Allow me to make this decision easier."

Suddenly she snapped her fingers, and purple smoke began to surround Belle and Rose. Mother and daughter clung to each other tightly...

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"Where were you?!" Regina asked when Danielle walked through the door. "You're supposed to be here before we are so you can look after Henry while I'm gone!"

"Look, I'm sorry but I... 'ran into someone' on my way home," Danielle said.

"Who?"

"Uh, Mr. Somebody... Uh, Mr. Gold he said his name was," Danielle explained as she started heading upstairs.

"Gold?" Regina asked, her fists tightening.

"Yeah, you know him?"

"Everybody knows Gold... What did he want?"

"Nothing," Danielle shrugged. "I just bumped into him by accident."

"I want you to stay away from him from now on," Regina said, following her up the stairs. "and I want you, at home, on time, as always."

"Whatever," Danielle rolled her eyes as she neared her bedroom.

"You do not 'whatever' me; I am your mother!" Regina said angrily.

"Or you'll what?" Danielle whipped around to face the woman, her brown eyes like fire. "Keep me inside all day? You do that already. Ground me from electronics? I don't have a phone or and iPod, and I don't even watch T.V. Send me to bed without dinner? I'm not even hungry. Make me do chores? I clean up the whole house when you're gone at your 'work', whatever it is you do. I am untouchable. So whatever." Danielle slammed the door in Regina's face and sat on her bed.

Ten minutes later, Danielle stood outside of her home with a suitcase of her clothes and a toothbrush, with her mother's words ringing in her head:

'And don't come back until you've learn to respect the home I've given to you.'

Danielle sighed. She should have seen this coming. Thankfully, she had some money, and Grannie's Bed and Breakfast wasn't too far from here. She picked up her suit case and started walking.

Henry watched her leave from his window and then went down to the kitchen to talk to Regina.

"Was that really necessary, Mom?" he asked.

"Your sister had to learn some manners, Henry, and she's not learning them under this roof, so she had to learn them somewhere else," Regina sighed. Henry didn't say anything.

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"I'd like a room, please," Danielle said.

"Alright, what's the name?" Grannie asked, opening up the book.

"Danielle Mills..."

"Mills?" Grannie looked up over her glasses. "The Mayor's daughter? Why would you... Never mind, free of charge."

"What? But I have money, you don't have to-"

"Free of charge, Missy," Grannie said firmly. "You want the room or not?"

Danielle sighed.

"Yes, please. Thank you..." she said, and Grannie handed her the key. It wasn't that she didn't like free things. It was that she didn't want it free just because of her mom.

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-slowly comes out of hiding- ….ok so nobody has killed me yet, so I guess it's safe to post another chapter...

Ok, so about the last chapter, I know, Belle would never ever ever freaking ever do that because she is awesomeness and perfection herself. But here's the thing, I had written this during season 1 and the very beginning of season 2, so I had no idea how awesome Belle was at the time. Now that I do, I feel really bad about it but to re-write this would be to re-write the whole book. So please bear with me people, I do understand. I hate having Belle like this too but the thing is it just works like this. So we all good? Still friends? Ok?

SO! Regina freaking kicked Danielle out! How do you all feel about that one? I laughed my head off writing that scene, I thought it was awesome! Please tell me what you think!

Imma go back into hiding now just in case you still wanna kill me...

Hugs and loves!