Disney's Tinker Bell in Storybrooke
A Disney Fairies / Once Upon A Time Crossover
Season 1, Episode 12, Chapter 6

THE ENCHANTED FOREST

Rumpelstiltskin was a bit surprised to see Belle walk in the door with a sack full of straw. However, he did not show it outwardly. "Back so soon?" he asked. He was running low on straw was his explanation.

"Be honest, you're happy to see me," she prodded nicely.

"I'm not unhappy," he responded with a sweet smile.

When she left, Rumpel had offered to fill her in on what happened to his son. "I lost him," he told her, "That's all there really is to it."

"And you haven't loved anyone since?"

"Why did you come back?" Rumpelstiltskin asked Belle, more than a little curious.

"I wasn't going to, but something changed my mind," was her reply. Belle had concluded that he brought her to his castle because he was lonely. That even The Dark One needed what all people need: companionship. And that he thought he was uglier than he truly was which was why he kept all the mirrors in the castle covered up.

Belle didn't think he was ugly. She had seen the real person behind "the monster." The person no one else saw. Rumpel was taken by her honest sweetness. He leaned over and kissed her. As they did the dark curse that had infected Rumpelstiltskin began to recede. Belle noticed as the discoloration in his skin began to fade. Rumpel was turning back into the man he was before, the man he was meant to be.

"It's working, kiss me again," she begged him.

"What?"

"True love's kiss. It's breaking the curse." She leaned in to kiss him again, but Rumpelstiltskin quickly got his wits about him again.

"Who told you that?!" he screamed, pushing her away. "Where did you hear that?!"

"She… she…"

"She? The Queen! You're working with the Queen!" Rumpel leapt from his spinning wheel and yanked a cover from something, revealing a full length mirror underneath. "You evil soul! This was you, you turned her against me!" he yelled into the mirror, pointing angrily. He was yelling at Regina through the mirror. "You think you can make me weak? That you can defeat me?"

He turned on his heels, "How did she get to you?" Rumpelstiltskin accused her of working in league with Regina to undermine him so that Regina could destroy him and become the most powerful user of dark magic in the land. But then he remembered how she wanted to have heroic adventures and thought that perhaps she was working alone and was trying to fulfill her dream of becoming the heroine and slaying the beast.

"No. It was working," she said, pleading with him. "It means its true love."

"Shut up!"

"Why won't you believe me?"

He grabbed Belle, shaking her as he roared his tirade. "Because no one, no one can ever love me!"

He then dragged back down to the lower levels and tossed her into the dungeon in a fit of anger and betrayal.

~O~

STORYBROOKE, MAINE

At the abandoned cabin where Mary Margaret and David had once taken shelter during the big storm, Mr. Gold was interrogating the helpless Mr. French. Mr. Gold pressed the tip of his cane into the man's throat, crushing his windpipe and making it harder and harder for Mr. French to breathe. He demanded to know where it was and who told him to take it. He removed the cane on the condition Mr. French reveal the location of his missing property.

Moe French's response, though, was not the one Mr. Gold was expecting. "I needed that van."

"Now that is not a good first sentence." Gold reacted by whipping Mr. French with his cane. "Where is it?" he demanded, howling with anger and cold vengeance. Mr. French said it was not his fault. He hoped this would quiet the pawn broker, instead it infuriated him even more.

"Not your fault?" Gold repeated with complete disbelief. "You shut her out, you hurt her, and now she's gone! And it's all! Your! Fault!"

Gold began whipping the man with his cane again, screaming it's your fault with each blow. The more Gold yelled at him the angrier he got. Each swing became harder and more painful than the last. He even began to take pleasure from beating Moe French.

"You're her father!" Gold yelled as he was more than prepared to beat the man to death, enjoying every moment of his vengeful anger. Moe French screamed in agonizing pain, begging for mercy from a man who had none to offer this man.

Gold kept swinging until Sheriff Emma Swan stopped him. She had followed him, receiving a tip about the van from an unknown source. "That's enough!"

~O~

THE ENCHANTED FOREST

Rumpelstiltskin, furious from the betrayal and broken heart grabbed a fire poker and began swinging it at his glass case, smashing the doors and some of his treasured trinkets. Having vented his anger, he dropped the metal rod before sinking into a bought of weeping and regret.

~O~

STORYBROOKE, MAINE

An ambulance was taking the battered Moe French to the hospital. Emma said Mr. Gold was lucky, nothing was broken. Gold wasn't particularly impressed by use of the word "lucky."

"You have a funny definition of the word, Sheriff," he told her.

"You have a funny definition of justice," she responded. "What did he do?"

"He stole from me," he said with glaring understatement.

"That reaction was more than about theft," she observed. "What did you mean: 'he hurt her,' if someone is in trouble maybe I can help?"

He declined her offer and wanted to leave claiming their business was at an end. However, their business was not at an end. Gold had kidnapped a man and violently assaulted him. Emma Swan arrested the pawn broker on those grounds.

~O~

THE ENCHANTED FOREST

Rumpelstiltskin unlocked the door to Belle's dungeon cell, ordering her to leave. He didn't want her anymore was his excuse. However, Belle correctly surmised that Rumpelstiltskin doesn't believe she can love him, that anyone can love him. Rumpelstiltskin, however, informs her that his powers are more important to him than anything or anyone.

Belle, disappointed with the man, calls him a coward to his face and declares, "Now you've made your choice, and you're going to regret if forever. All you'll have is an empty heart and a chipped cup."

With her gone Rumpel, knowing full well the truth in her words, takes the tea service Belle often used to serve him and begins to throw with full force the pieces into the wall, smashing them. He continues until he comes to that one chipped cup, which he cannot bring himself to destroy.

Instead, he removes one of his treasured collections from its perch and replaces it with the chipped cup. It becoming the most valuable object in the house to him now.

~O~

STORYBROOKE, MAINE

It was late when Claire returned from her date with Hartley. She checked on her girls and found each one fast asleep. She smiled, but her heart broke. Claire did not kiss them goodnight or tell each girl how much she loved them. Claire thus rectified this after the fact. She quietly snuck into Tina's bedroom, kissed the girl on her forehead and whispered. "Sleep tight, my darling. Mommy loves you."

She did the same with Valerie, kissing the young woman on her forehead and saying much the same thing. "Goodnight, my dear. Thank you for watching over Tina. You've been a big help. Mommy loves you."

From there she retreated to her own bedroom, changed into her night clothes and went to sleep. Despite her protests that she couldn't sleep with him again, Claire had an enjoyably romantic dream about Hartley Winter. One that left her more than delighted when she woke the next day.

~O~

When morning arrived Vidia descended the stairs for breakfast. As soon as she entered the kitchen Claire grabbed her and began dancing around the floor. The impromptu dance ended when she spun Vidia out of her grasp and into a chair. Whatever had happened last night, it had left Claire in a fantastic mood this morning.

Vidia continued to watch as the older woman glided around the floor humming to herself and bursting with energy. "Good morning, my little one," Claire finally said, addressing her for the first time this morning. She put down a plate with two eggs, and bacon shaped in a smiley face. Dollar pancakes stood in for hair while two sausage links made a nose. Claire kissed Vidia on the temple once before saying, "Enjoy."

After yesterday, Vidia was getting a little nervous. It seemed that too many strange things were beginning to happen in this house. It only got worse when Tina swung open the door wearing her Tinker Bell costume complete with green ballet shoes and clear wings.

Claire spun around, still humming to herself and in full dance mode, to see her youngest at the table. "Daa dee daAAAAAAA! What are you wearing?!"

"It's what I always wear," Tina responded casually.

Vidia wanted to agree with the young blonde, but wisely held her tongue.

"No, you are not wearing that… that… thing to school," Claire admonished. "You can see almost everything. Now go back upstairs and change. Scoot!"

Tina curled up one side of her face before looking down and suddenly realizing what clothes she had put on this morning. "What? Where did his come from?"

"I don't care, just go and change," Claire asked again. Tina retreated back up the stairs. Claire sat down, taking in a few deep breaths. "What has gotten into that girl?"

Vidia knew. Or at least she had an idea.

Thanks for reading. I hope you enjoy this new chapter.