Well... The reviews seemed to have died down by quite a bit... Sigh... Oh well... To those who reviewed... Thank you... One of my good friends pointed out that the previous chapters was Elsa-esq and I re read it and I totally agree... HOWEVER that chapter I had drafted since early December... WAY before I saw the movie (it was released late in Asia...) so... Frozen ripped off me not I ripped off Frozen... Just kidding... I love Frozen but seriously I had no idea it was going to come of that way... Moving on... Thank you jorholic73, TheIronMask, PurpleDiamondDevil, Iamthebookthief and Guest (I initially posted this chapter before you reviewed the previous one and I felt bad that I didn't thank you after I saw you're sweet review so this is the reposted chapter in case you saw the previous one where I didn't thank you...) Anyway, thank you all for you're reviews

"NO!" Angela roared, her fangs bared, her claws unsheathed, her whole figure trembling with fear. Taking a deep breath, she calmed herself down when she recognized her surroundings, the dusty books, the tall shelves, her favorite spot next to the window...

"I'm safe... I'm in the library... In the library... She isn't here... She isn't... ARGHH!" she roared and her arm rose instinctively to defend herself from whatever that grabbed her shoulder...

"Angela... Calm down... It's just me... It's just me..." came Beau's gentle voice.

"Beau..."

"You fell asleep here... I didn't want to wake you but it was getting late... and when you started screaming... You scared me and..."

"You scared me..." that sentence stung Angela like a slap and she turned around to see a trembling Beau with his hands out in front of him, almost like he was shielding himself from her... Like he was afraid... Images of her nightmare, of Beau's disgust, his abandonment came flooding back and she buried her paws in her face...

"I'm sorry Beau...I... I'm fine... You go on ahead first..." she whispered before drawing her legs to her chest and resting her head against them, shivers surging up her body... She struggled to breathe while also fighting to hold in her tears...

Beau did as he was told... Not wanting to pry... Angela had never been one to share secrets... However upon reaching the doorway, he couldn't help but turn and look back at her... She looked so sad... so vulnerable... so human... With her head resting against her knees, her eyes faraway... She looked like a small child in desperate need of comfort. He cringed... He just felt guilty leaving her alone there... Slowly he walked back and sat next to her...

"You all right?" he asked gently.

Angela didn't reply but drew her legs closer to herself, her eyes to the ground.

"Nightmare?" Beau asked before hesitantly rubbing her shoulder, trying to comfort her. Angela recoiled a little initially but slowly allowed Beau to continue.

"Yes..." she said finally, accidently leaning against him, quickly she looked at Beau expecting him to squirm or push her off but to her surprise, he didn't...

"Do you want to talk about it? It might make you feel better..."

Angela quickly shook her head, horrified of what Beau might think of her if she had told him that the dream had involved him... It was too... embarrassing...

Instead she leaned in closer to him and to her surprise, he wrapped his hand around her shoulder.

"Thank you..." she whispered, the word heavy in her moth while Beau blushed a little.

"Its nothing..."

All was still except for Beau's rhythmic patting of Angela's shoulder.

"You know... My mother used to sing to me when I had nightmares... " Beau smiled, his tone nostalgic and faraway.

Angela looked up.

"Used to?"

"She died when I was twelve..."

Angela looked down.

"Oh...I'm sorry..."

Beau shrugged "Its alright... How about your parents?"

Beau felt Angela stiffen all of a sudden. And then it occurred to him, Angela had never mentioned her parents and he certainly had never seen them in the castle before...

"My parents... They... They hated me..."Angela spat.

"No, you're just saying..."

There was a low growl, something Beau hadn't heard from Angela for so long it actually unnerved him...

"They abandoned me here when I was only eleven... on my birthday... Just because I ... Just because of what I am... " And with that she pulled down the sleeve of her shirt revealing a nasty long scar, so deeply imbedded it still appeared fresh...

"I never saw them again..."

Beau was lost for words, for a moment he did not know what to think... his mind just unable to process that piece of information. How could anyone do that to his or her own child? Even if their child was a... Was different... How could anyone be so cold hearted and shallow? How could anyone be so cruel? How could someone put a child through so much pain? He glanced at Angela, and noticed the usual bright emerald gleam in her eyes was... gone... Dulled and soured by self loathing... Beau clenched his fist... The pain behind those beautiful eyes was just so... heartbreaking...

Angela tried to blink away the tears before Beau noticed them. She was a beast for heaven sake! Beasts had no weaknesses! Beasts don't get upset! Beasts don't cry...

"Stop it! Stop it! STOP IT!" she begged herself, but the tears were already flowing.

"No..." she didn't want anyone to see her like this... Especially not Beau... She couldn't' run away from him... But she had to... She had to...Hurriedly, she tried to force herself away, but Beau's grip around her just tightened and his strong arms just guided her head closer to him. Within minutes, Angela found herself crying softly into Beau's chest what she was trying to say barely audible between her sobbing. Beau cradled her gently, mumbling words of comfort into her soft velvety ear... For a long time after that Angela allowed Beau to comfort her, just knowing he was nearby, felt more comforting than any romance novel she ever read... For Angela could feel this pleasant warmth surrounding her... Warmth that seemed to resonate from Beau... It was so warm that it made her feel comfortably drowsy. Even after what had happened earlier, the fear of her dream faded to a dim memory. Slowly...she closed her eyes... Deeming it safe enough to fall asleep with Beau around to protect her from whatever horrific nightmare or memory that haunted her... Yawning, she fell into much needed slumber...

It must have been hours later when Beau felt a slight nudge followed by some restless stirring... Blinking he realized that he had fell asleep, with a still unconscious Angela in his arms. He looked at her fondly when she curled herself closer into him, her face tucked into the crook of her elbow, her arms bent close to her face, her long tail tangled within her bent legs. Her strange posture could almost remind Beau of a puppy. It didn't look particularly comfortable but Angela seemed quite at home with her position, evident from the sweet smile on her face. Absent mindedly, he found himself stroking her long mane, admiring the soft texture and how it was a different blend of colors ranging from dark tannish brown to bright reddish golden. It was simply majestic...

Beau's hand then moved from the mane down to the scar that peaked out from the sleeve of her dress.

"The ordeal you must have gone through..." he whispered sadly as he traced the ugly scar. From the looks of it, it resembled a gash from a sword or a very large knife rather than claw marks of another beast... If her parents were even beasts to begin with...One thing that Beau never fully understood about Angela was how did she come to be in this castle? Her origin was so shrouded in mystery it aggravated him as it just left so many questions unanswered... If she was a beast than how did she learn to be so human as well? Was she a beast born into a family of humans? Where did she come from? Why did her parents leave her? Why... A sneeze from Angela's sleeping frame caused Beau to stop thinking and look down with worry at her but he smiled when he saw that the impact of the sneeze only made Angela wrinkle her brow adorably in annoyance before curling up into a tighter bundle.

"Oh Angela..." he sighed affectionately... A little too loudly as Angela's ears twitched upwards before she quickly stirred awake...

"Morning..." Beau said softly, loosening his grip but still not letting go of her. Angela looked up in surprise, which hardened into caution but then softened when Beau gave her a small smile.

"Morning..." she murmured before leaning back into Beau, trying to salvage a few more minutes of peace and tranquility...

Beau laughed. "Aren't you getting a little to old for this?" he teased although he was secretly hoping she would allow him to hold her longer...

Angela gave an incoherent grunt before she straightened up and stretched giving Beau one of her rare smiles.

"No one's too old for anything..." she mumbled playfully before blushing a little...

"You don't mind if I... I mean its still dark and you are just so comfortable..."

"Of course not..." Beau grinned.

"Thank you..." Angela whispered before lying back down, her head against his chest...

Silence filled the library once again and Beau was beginning to think that Angela had fallen back asleep but then she spoke up...

"Beau?"

"Yes..." he said gently as he looked down at her.

"Would you read to me... Please? It's been ages since anyone read to me..."

Beau smiled at her peculiar request. "I have a better idea... Why don' t we read together... You have a lovely voice."

Slowly, Angela sat back up. "I... I loved to..." she said shyly.

Grabbing the nearest book, while Angela lit a few candles Beau cleared his throat and began.

"Two households, both alike in dignity... In fair Verona, where we lay our scene..."

"From ancient grudge break to new mutiny...Where civil blood makes civil hands unclean..."

"From forth the fatal loins of these two foes. A pair of star-crossed lovers take their life;"

Hours passed without the couple noticing and finally as the sun began to rise, filling the library with its beautiful orange glow... Angela read the very last line.

"For never was there a story of more woe, than that of Juliet and her Romeo..."

To those who panicked because the previous chapter seemed to have come right out of nowhere and apparently seemed to destroy Beau and Angela's relationship... Well I'm glad to tell you it was just a nightmare... Let me justify myself, this is the chapter where they really are comfortable with each other. I mean... They are touching, making body contact, trusting each other... I didn't know how I was going to pull this off without the nightmare chapter... Also we really see Beau's loving side and Angela's sweet/childishly vulnerable side here... What do you guys think? Was this fluffy enough to make up for the two dark chapters I produced? Let me know if you love it or you hate it because reviews make me HAPPY