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Cooked Breakfast

=Ms. Star's P.O.V=

I woke with a soft groan and looked around wearily before looking to the body next to mine; it briefly slipped my mind that Mr. Gold had stayed. You didn't have to stay love. I smiled softly brushing back a few strands of his hair before placing a light kiss to his temple and unhooked myself carefully from his grip before I stood pulling on a pair of track pants.

I moved silently through to the kitchen and hit on switch for the coffee pot after filling it and headed out the back door to make Gunner his breakfast. The stallion snorted skidding to a halt at the gate and threw his head p whinnying loudly.

I winced, my headache still relatively bad as I stroked his face. "Keep it down Gunner, my heads killing me," I murmured trudging through the field barefoot with the large black stallion in tow as I collected his bucket. "I'll be back in a minute handsome" I kissed the tip of his nose as I shut the gate and headed into the stables to mix his breakfast.

By the time I got back inside the coffee pot was steaming and ready waiting to be poured out. I smiled lightly pouring out a cup for myself and another for Mr. Gold before heating the oven's elements ready to cook breakfast.

"Hey," I nudged Mr. Gold and cracked a smile as his eyes opened a fraction before he blinked opening them fully. "I brought you coffee"

He took the mug taking a long drink. "You're a god send" He murmured hoarsely, voice thick from sleep.

I grinned lightly. "Don't know about god send love but I'm making breakfast too, I'll call you when it's done"

He nodded placing the mug on the side table.

I stood making my way back out to the kitchen and grabbed a pan from the cupboard before flicking on the small stereo sitting above the sink. I hummed softly before beginning to sing along to the music.

"A nocturnal concerto
candlelight whispers me where to go
Hymn of gathering stars as my guide
whilst I wander on this path of the night"

I mixed the eggs scrambling them in the pan adding a dash of milk and salt to them before placing the pan on the element leaving them to cook for a few minutes as I grabbed two plates form the cupboard and placed them out on the counter top.

"Embroidery of the stars
undress my feelings for this earth
Send me your salva to heal my scars
and let this nakedness be my birth"

I popped some bread into the toaster and leant back against the counter top waiting for it to pop as I drank my coffee, I swept my eyes over the kitchen before looking towards the backdoor, my mind running over the things I had to do today as well as for the next week or so.

"Macrocosm poured its powers on me
And the hopes of this world I now must leave
The nightwish I sent you centuries ago
has been heard by those who dwelled in a woe"

I looked towards the toast as it popped and pulled it out placing another few slices in before beginning to butter them. My mind darting from Gunner to breakfast to the half naked man laying in my bed. Spirits help me if word gets out around town that Mr. Gold spent the night, I won't be able to live it down.

"The distance of our bridal bed
Await for me to be dead
Dust of the galaxies take my hand
Lead me to my beloved's land"

I buttered the second lot of toast and refilled my cup of coffee, eye's straying to the window above the sink, the morning was beginning to pick up, birds chirping through the trees and becoming restless.

"Departed by the guillotine of death
I received a letter from the depth
The dream of my lover it carried inside"

I felt an arm circle around my waist and smiled softly taking the pan from the heated element and placed it on a cold one before glancing back at Mr. Gold as I leant back slightly into him.

"I didn't want you to stop dear; I find your singing relaxing," He purred softly against my ear, a shiver ripping down my spine and through my nerves. "Come now keep singing," He gave me a slightly pathetic look. "For me?" He queried, the pathetic look still in his eyes.

I sighed softly and shook my head. "I don't like singing for people"

"Then sing for me and no one else, be mine, be my Songbird"

I felt a sharp snap of pain and leant away from Mr. Gold putting one hand against my forehead groaning mutely as visions danced through my mind as I put another hand down in front of me to steady myself.

I let out a cry of pain and ripped my hand away from the hot element spitting out curses that would have made a sailor blush as I moved to the sink flooding the burn with cold water.

"Are you alright?"

I looked over at Mr. Gold before nodding lightly. "Fine," I managed to bite out as he shut the element off. "Just hurts is all"

He stepped beside me and took my hand surveying the damage. "It doesn't look too bad," He brought his eyes up. "What happened?"

"My head, it still hurts"

He nodded lightly moving my hand back under the water. "Perhaps you should see Doctor Whale?" He offered. "I would have thought sleeping would have eased your headache but if it's persisting it might be something bigger"

I shrugged lightly. "I'll be fine love," I looked at him for a moment. "Why did you call me your Songbird?"

He looked up from drying his hands. "Because it's what you are, what you've always been and always will be"

I nodded lightly thinking back to the vision.

"You are my songbird" The impish man stated gripping his hands possessively around the red eyed woman's waist, his fingers coming up to trace her lips softly as the crickets chirped away in the field surrounding them, the moon above them giving the only light to the look in his eyes, a possessive one, a primal one, she was his and his alone.

I shook my head lightly checking the burn before shutting the tap off. "I was going to do something else but scrambled egg's and toast is about all I can muster right now" I motioned to the hand.

"Don't worry dearie, just sit yourself down and relax," Mr. Gold said checking my hand himself. "Take the day off and let this headache ease"

I nodded lightly. "That would probably be best" I murmured pouring another cup of coffee for myself before settling at the table with him.

If anyone wants to know the song is Astral Romance by Nightwish, well it's part of it not the entire thing but it's the original one not the remake.