It was dark and cold. The only light was a torch fat down to the right. And in front of the room was a tall row of poles. Like bars. Like a cage.

"Mama?" Rose called into the darkness. "Mama where are you?"

"I'm here, sweetheart," Belle's voice answered, and Rose felt a hand much larger than hers touch her head and then fumble to her hand. Rose held her mother's hand tightly.

"Mama, what's going on? Where are we?" she asked.

"I think... I think we're in a dungeon..." Belle said. She sounded close to tears.

"Did we do something bad?"

"No. The queen locks up whomever she wants whenever she wants. You did nothing wrong."

"I'm scared, Mama... I want to go home to Papa."

Belle began to cry, and she knelt down and hugged her daughter close and tight. "I know, sweetie. I want to go home too... I did this, this is all my fault... Your father would have protected us, I never should have taken you away... I'm so sorry, Rose. I just wish I could tell your Papa that I was sorry... But I promise you, Rose, everything will work out. We are going to get out of here, and we'll go straight back to Papa. We'll see him again, I know it."

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"Your mom kicked you out?" Clive asked. "Can she do that?"

"Apparently," Danielle sighed and poked at her food with her fork. "Thank goodness I got a room at Grannie's."

"You know you could have come over to one of our places, right?" Adam asked.

"Oh, I know. But I think the inn will be fine. Not to mentions I'll freak out all your parents when you bring a girl home," Danielle teased.

"Hey!" Rodney laughed.

"We'll always be here for you, Danny," Freddy smiled in a comforting way. Danielle returned the smile and nodded.

"Okay, lighten up people, really? Am I at the wrong table?" Hugh said loudly. "Come on! We're the rowdiest group in Storybrooke! Do we let ourselves get down?!"

"No!" the table said.

"Do we rule our own world?!"

"Yes!"

"Will we stand for this?!"

"NO!"

And the group pounded on the table, whooping and shouting. They wouldn't be defeated by this.

Danielle had to remind herself that she had to go to the inn after school. When she passed the mayor's house, she stopped. Mr. Gold was standing at the gate, about to go in.

"Mr. Gold?" she asked. He turned to her.

"Ah, Miss Danielle, what a surprise," he smiled. "Please, after you."

"Oh-Oh no, I can't go in there," Danielle shook her head.

"...Well, why not? It's your house...?" he asked.

"My mom, uh, kicked me out," Danielle shrugged. "Until I 'learn some manners'. She'll take me back when she doesn't have anyone to clean the house while she's gone."

"...I see..." Mr. Gold nodded. She could see his jaw clenched and his fists tighten a bit. "A-And where are you staying now?"

"Oh, at Grannies," she said, motioning her head in the direction of the inn.

"Ah," he nodded again. "Well, I... I hope everything works out for you. Now, if you excuse me, I'm going to pay your...mother a visit."

"Okay," Danielle said. "See you around, Mr. Gold."

"Yes, good day Miss Danielle," he nodded and went through the gate. Danielle headed to the inn and went up to her room. She finished up her homework and then sat on her bed. There was nothing for her to do now. Then she thought; she had plenty of things to do now. Her mother wasn't in charge of her life anymore. She could do whatever she wanted. She smiled and got up to change her shirt. The first thing she was going to do was hit this town. She put on her favorite shirt that her mother hated and headed to the bathroom to put on her makeup. As she was putting her eye shadow on, she noticed something.

She had always said she didn't look like her mother. Her face shape, her hair, her figure, her eyes... her eyes? They were brown, nothing special. But she had seen those eyes some where else. Recently. She gasped. Mr. Gold. They had the same eyes.

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Rumplestiltskin sat alone in the main room of the castle, at his spinning wheel as always. He hadn't seen Belle or Rose in weeks, but he thought it would be better not to go after them. Belle would come to her senses and they would be back soon...

Suddenly the doors opened, and the queen walked in, smiling to herself and strutting about proudly.

"Hello, Rumple," she said. "Miss me?"

"What do you want?" he asked, not looking at her.

"To pay my respects, of course," Regina smiled and started fiddling with the curtains. "I thought after your two recent tragedies you would need some company."

Rumple slowly stopped the wheel. He looked over at her.

"Tragedies?" he asked.

"Belle and Rose, of course."

"What?"

"Wait, you... you don't know?" Regina asked. "You really don't get out much anymore, do you?" Rumple said nothing. "Well... when they got to Sir Maurice's castle, this thought Belle was corrupt or possessed. He locked her up in a tower and she was force fed potions to rid her of the curse, and clerics performed rituals with flames on her. Eventually she threw herself off the tower. She died."

For a moment, there was silence, those last two words hanging in the air. Rumple's face was frozen into one without expression, but Regina know inside he was quite the opposite.

"...And what of Rose?" he asked, his voice barley a whisper, his eyes focusing on the ground.

Regina chuckled.

"Oh, poor Rose," she sighed. "Her grandfather thought she was a demon or a witch with dark powers, so she was burned at the stake."

Rumple finally raised his head and looked at her.

"You're lying," he accused quietly.

Regina looked at him for a moment and then reached into her handbag she had with her. She pulled out a glass jar the size of a pocket watch. Inside were ashes from a fire, like the one Rose had been burned in. Rumple's breath caught. He saw tiny fragments of pink ribbon in the jar. The same ribbon Rose wore in her hair every day.

"I'm sorry Rumple," Regina said as she put the jar on the table. "You're on your own again."

"...Leave me," Rumple said quietly. "Now."

Regina nodded and turned. He didn't see the evil fox-like smile that her mouth had twisted into. For a long time, Rumplestiltskin didn't more even long after Regina had left. He slowly went over to the table and touched the jar. He began to cry.

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"She's alive?!" Gold snapped as he followed Regina into the house. "All this time, she's been here with you?!"

"Honestly, Rumple. You've known me for how long? And you think I don't keep secrets from you?" Regina smiled.

"This is not a joke, Regina," Gold growled. "My daughter as been living with you since the curse was activated, and you tole me she was dead. I'm starting to question the other things you've told me."

"Search all you want for Belle; she's not here."

"I want my daughter back Regina," Gold said. "Plea-"

"Before you say please, let's think about this for a minute," Regina interrupted. "Rose, your daughter, is now going by the name Danielle. She had been my daughter for the past twenty eight years and has only met you yesterday. Take her thoughts and feeling into consideration. What would you tell her if I allowed you to have her? She's not you daughter anymore, Rumple. Good luck getting her when she belongs to me."

"Oh, I thought you didn't want her anymore," Gold said. "After ally, you're the one that threw her out."

"Did I mention that she's a pain in the ass? Must take after her father that way," Regina smiled.

"Don't talk about her that way," Gold snapped. "And she may be your daughter now, but when Emma breaks this curse, when Rose remembers who she really is and who you really are, you think she's going to run to your arms and call you her mother? You're going to lose everything, and I'm going to be there when it happens to laugh in your face."

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Holy crap, i'm getting death threats now! guess i better update!

i guess i should be concerned, but all i can think about is how shocked i am that you guys all want to see what happens next. i thought i would lose all of the followers of this story because of my writing of belle, but you're all still here!...waiting to kill me... yeah i'm still flattered!

so then! i've decided to start doing flash backs to enchanted forest in italics so it makes it easier to tell where we're at. i'll go back and fix the other chapters later.

also, i would like to encourage you all to chack out my sister's new account, under the name of LoquaciousQuibbler. she writes Loki and OC fan fics and they're really good...and really angsty.

i think i'm done rambling now.

hugs and loves!

darkonesroses