Belle woke up the next day, still thinking that she was in the cottage. She had a pretty nasty headache as she swung her legs around the other side of the bed, but when she looked around, she realized that she wasn't in her old room at the cottage. Belle was back in her room in the castle, she didn't remember anything from last night. The last thing she did remember was saying good night to Adam, her father and her cousin. When Belle tried to stand up, she couldn't maintain her balance at first. She sat back on the bed and rested her head back on the pillows.

'Why does my head hurt so much?' Belle asked herself, 'How did I get back here?' She tried to stand again, this time she grabbed the side of the bed to prevent her from losing her balance again. Just then, she heard something, voices. Belle looked over to her bedroom door, the voices were coming from outside her room. Belle slowly walked over to the door, she was trying hard not to lose her balance. She didn't understand why she had this headache, she still didn't know how she got back to the castle. 'Did I overslept?' she thought to herself, 'Did we gather everything from the cottage?' When she got to her bedroom door, she rested her right hand on the doorknob and leaned her head against it.

"Sire, I can't believe you did such a thing!" Belle knew that was Cogsworth's voice, "The two of you aren't married yet for you to share the same bed!"

"Cogsworth, keep your voice down!" Belle knew for a fact that, that was Adam's voice, "Belle is still resting after that long ride we had!"

"Forgive me sire, but do you see my point?" Cogsworth asked, Belle heard Adam groan.

"Yes, I do, but it wasn't my fault that Belle wouldn't let go of my jerkin. Also, she was having a bad dream and I couldn't bare getting her to let go!"

"Sire, you said she fainted, so how can you be sure she was having a nightmare?"

"Cogsworth...are you questioning me?" Belle could hear that Adam's voice was getting tense, a sign that he was getting ready to lose his temper.

"A-A-Absolutely not, sire!" Cogsworth said in a fearful voice, "But-"

"No buts!" Adam said trying to contain his anger, "I did what I did to make sure she was comfortable!" Belle could hear how honest Adam was when he said that, she smiled to herself. She may not remember doing what Adam said she did, but she believed him. She decided to twist the doorknob and open the door.

"But sire," Cogsworth said still in a worried voice, "I don't mean to add more problems but-"

"What did I just say?" Adam said, trying to control his temper, "No buts!"

"Sire, I'm trying to tell you something!" Cogsworth said.

"What?" Adam asked, sounding frustrated. Cogsworth just pointed to what was behind his master. Adam turned around, he was so surprised to see Belle leaning against her bedroom door. "Cogsworth go!"

"But sire-"

"I said Go! Shoo! Get back what you need to do! Go!" Cogsworth jumped like a startled cat and ran off before his master got more upset. Adam was so frustrated that he was almost ready to pull his red hair. He quickly calmed down and turned back to Belle. "Did I...wake you up?"

"No, you did not." Belle answered, trying to put on a smile. "So...what did Cogsworth do to get on your nerves this time?"

"How long have you been up?" Adam asked, Belle almost rolled her eyes when he didn't answer her question. She knew Adam would ask that question before answering her.

"I just woke up." she answered, "I'll ask again, what did Cogsworth do this time?"

"He was...upset because he...found out that I spent the night...with you...in your bed." he said, sounding a little embarrassed.

"You did?" Belle asked.

"You don't remember?" Adam asked, Belle just shook her head 'no'. "You fainted last night."

"I did?" Belle was a little shocked to hear that she fainted...because she knew there was only one reason why she fainted. "Then, I don't need to hear about it."

"You're...positive about that?"

"Yes, I am!" Adam almost jumped when Belle said that with such seriousness. When Belle realized what she did, she felt bad. She didn't mean to sound like she was biting his head off. "I'm sorry, Adam. I didn't mean it in the harsh voice I said it in."

"Well, you have been sleeping for half the day, so I don't blame you at all."

"What did you say? I was asleep for how long?"

"You've been sleeping throughout the night up till now, which is 12:30 PM." Adam explained.

"I need to get out of my nightgown, get dressed and get out of my room." Belle said somewhat quickly.

"You don't have to...do that right away," he said, "you can stay in bed."

"I rather not," she said, "I want to get everything done and over with. Will I...see you downstairs?" Adam smiled and answered;

"Yes, everything that was in the cottage is now in the parlor. First things first though-"

"What?" Belle asked.

"You need to eat something first...and don't try getting out of it." Adam said. Belle rolled her eyes once again, she knew this was Adam making sure that she came first before anything needed to be done.

"Okay then," Belle said, "food first, then we'll get to work."

"I'll meet you down in the dining hall." Adam said, Belle nodded her head and she gently closed her door. He left the hallway and went down to the dining hall.

"Be careful with everything in there!"

"We'll make sure we're careful!"

Maurice was outside with some of the servants, getting the trunks out of the carriage he, Adam and Belle were riding on during the night. Maurice was still somewhat shaken from last night, he couldn't believe that the village exiled his daughter, but he was very happy that they got away before Anton, Gaston's older brother, could spot them. Maurice still couldn't shake the sad feeling in his heart about Tintement, she made them leave the cottage without her, but he did understand why Tintement did that. She had to make sure that Belle was safe, Maurice knew that she always felt that way toward Belle, at least for the amount of time he knew Tintement. He was still very worried about his niece, wondering if she's okay after leaving her behind like that, even though it was her idea.

"Maurice?" He quickly snapped back into reality when he heard someone say his name. He turned around to see Mrs. Potts, with her usual purple outfit and white apron. "Is something wrong?"

"I can't begin to explain it." Maurice said, but Mrs. Potts could see he has something to get off his chest.

"Talking about it helps." she basically said, Maurice just stared at her motherly face.

"You wouldn't understand."

"I might not," Mrs. Potts said, Maurice was heading to go inside the castle, "but having someone to hear you out is better than nothing." He stopped in his tracks and looked back at Mrs. Potts, she could see the pain he was holding in.

"All right. Do you know anyplace that's private?" he asked.

"Follow me."

This chapter is a little shorter than the others, sorry about that.