At Last Part 2

Chapter 20 Starting Point

Belles POV
I let the phone slip out of my hand and onto the bed.
Did that - did that really just happen?
Did Rumple just call me?
Yes! He did!! He really did!!
I can still hear is soft voice in my ears.
I clutched my heart, in fear of it bursting with new found hope.
He is going to come back.
He will.
Come on Belle.
You need to be ready and waiting when he does.
Combing my hair, I choose an outfit to where.
My small blue dress which is one of Rumples favourites.
My heart sank a little as I looked at myself in the mirror.
Even my own clothes remind me of him....
I took a deep breathe.
Come on Belle.
Keeping my head held high, I make my way downstairs.
When I entered the living room Regina was already awake.
"Morning," I smiled to her, heading for the coffee machine.
"Mhh..." She mumbled.
I turned and looked at her over my shoulder.
She looks embarrassed, annoyed with herself.
I don't blame her, I don't think she's really opened up like this to someone before, except maybe Robin.
"How are you this morning?" I asked kindly.
"...the same..." She sighed.
I don't know what else to say that can make her feel any better.
I turned around and continued to make coffee.
I grabbed two mugs and made Regina one as well.
"Here...." I placed one on the coffee table beside her.
"Oh you didn't need t-"
"It's fine," I knew it was her way of saying thank you.
She sat back and sighed, hugging her steaming coffee.
I looked over to what she was staring at and realised the television was on. Things Rumple would call "usual morning rubbish".
I looked back at her and couldn't help but chuckle slightly.
"What?" She frowned.
"Ah.... I just..... The evil queen is sat, in my-" I chocked a little as I said my -
"-living room, watching, well whatever this is," I smiled.
She groaned.
"This really isn't me...."
"I know, that's why, you need to get up, get dressed and go out," I said with enthusiasm.
She frowned again.
"No, I never want to leave this sofa," she shook her head.
"Well, you have to! You're Regina! You have things to do!" I urged her.
"Like what? Sitting around waiting for another idiot to come running with a problem, which isn't actually anything!!" She rolled her eyes.
"At least you wouldn't be here, thinking about him..." I said quietly.
She ignored me, her eyes watching the screen.
I sighed.
"Going out might take your mind off it," I said.
She snorted,
"Probably not,"
"Look.... Believe me, don't do what I did, I sat here and wallowed and look where it got me? Yesterday I wound up in the sheriffs office..." My cheeks flushed, feeling extremely guilty.
"Besides!" I change the subject.
"I'm sure Henry would love to see you? You know how much he cares about you? How much he wants to be there for you?" I asked.
She sighed.
"You're right..." She said after a while.
I smiled.
"Now how about you have a nice shower, you'll see the spare towels," I stood up.
She hesitated but then got up.
"I won't be long," she said.
"Take as much time as you need."
I sounded so brave, so strong.
Kind of the opposite of what I really feel...

Rumples POV
She sounded so lost.
So fragile.
Oh my darling Belle how i wish I could be with you.
"So, you're going to travel to the heart of New York and find your sons apartment?" Oliver asked.
"Yes, there's something there which can help me get back," I nodded.
"What is it?" He asked eagerly.
"A map, which includes Storybrooke," I replied.
"How is that possible?" He asked.
Because it came from Storybrooke, made there," I looked up at him.
"Right.... And it's definantly still going to be there?" I said, unsure.
I looked down.
"Not for certain.... But it's a start," I sighed.
"Yes! Yes of course!" he smiled.
"And I will return your car to you as soon as I can," I nodded.
"Yeh of course," he smiled.
I zipped up my bag and looked around, the final glance to see if I'd left anything.
No, I have everything.
Noah in one hand, my bag on my shoulder, I stepped out of the little room that had started to feel like a prison.
"So... This is....goodbye then...." Oliver looked to the floor.
"Yes.... Thank you Oliver, for everything," I gripped his shoulder.
He smiled, appreciatively.
I unlocked Oliver's car and threw my bag in.
I looked back to Oliver, he was trying so hard to keep it together.
Maybe he could - no, don't drag another innocent into your life Rumplestiltksin.
Oliver doesn't deserve it.
I started to slide into the front seat as Oliver walked away.
Without thinking, I beeped my horn.
Oliver span round, quicker than lightening.
I laughed.
"Well I'm going to need a wing man?" I shouted.
Oliver's face lightened.
"Really?!" He gasped.
"Well come on son, I have places to be!" I shouted, starting the engine.
Soon enough, Oliver was in the passenger seat beside me, another small bag of his in the boot, Noah gurgling gently in his arms.
Why did you do that Gold....
But I couldn't just leave him! After everything the boys done for me.
But why...?

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