SILVER SPRINGS >| MR GOLD X OC

CHAPTER SEVEN

CHAPTER SEVEN: LAVENDER SPRING

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"I'M FINE, THANKS." Elizabeth mumbled to Ruby, nearing the end of her shift. The girl stared back at her dead pan:
"I can see past your pretty smile, hun." She responded, leaning against the counter as the blonde folded napkins. "I'd be scared shitless if I was you!"

She rolled her hazel eyes, focusing her hands on folding the napkins neatly."He would never do anything, he was only joking."

"I've never heard that man...joke, Elizabeth." She huffed taking the tower of napkins off her."Now pack up, it's time you get home..where ever that is."

Elizabeth pulled a face at her before walking to the coat hanger by the front of the diner and pulling her denim jacket over herself. She wasn't in much of a chirpy mood, like she was usually in. Since that encounter with Gold, her mind had gone fuzzy and wonky. She couldn't remember what was what, and was becoming more paranoid than normal. Maybe her past was catching up with her, whatever it was.

She walked out the restaurant, almost immediately bumping into Henry who she looked down to with wide eyes. "Oh! Sorry about that Henry." She gave the boy a weak smile.

"You're remembering aren't you?" The boy ignored her apology and smiled brightly, making her tilt her head.

"..pardon?" She chuckled slightly, as he grabbed her hand and walked onto the pavement dragging her behind him. "Henry?! What are you-" she jogged slightly to walk beside him. "What are you doing? "

"What do you remember before Storybrooke?" He asked, making his way to a bench near the park, walking surprisingly fast for a kid.

"Uh," she sat down, out of breath. "I did some ballet for a while before moving around, place to place. Why?"

"No, before all that!" She raised a brow at the brunette, pursing her lips. ""

"What should it matter?"
"Just think! You can't remember having parents or a life before you woke up in the forest? Can you!?" The blonde sat up straight, narrowing her eyes and leaning forward.

"Henry how the hell do you know that? I haven't told any-" He brought out a book, his book.
"I think you should borrow this."

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"LAVENDER GREEN, DILLY DILLY, LAVENDERS BLUE" Elizabeth sang as she scrubbed the soot and mysterious red liquid off Rumple's clothes, her hands covered with soapy bubbles and warm water. "You must love me, dilly dilly, for I love you."

Rumple's dark eyes were narrowed at the book laid in-front of him. He could hear her voice throughout the castle. It did make a nice change from the eerie silence that used laid undisturbed in the castle, however he wasn't sure wether it was helping his feelings towards her or just making him more angry as her sweet voice sang on. "When I am king, dilly, dilly, you shall be queen."

"Will you shut up?" His voice suddenly appeared behind her, causing the girl to gasp and turn around in turn hitting the bucket of warm water and soaking her dress. He laughed at her, "You should be more careful dearie!" Elizabeth rolled her eyes, picking up the bucket gracefully and ignoring her dress best she could. She was now trying her best to not talk or interact or anything, just be there and clean. That's all she was there for anyway. A caretaker.

"Sorry." She mumbled, squeezing the rag she used for cleaning into the bucket. His face was blank as he stared at her back, hm. He didn't like this.

He sighed, making a gesture with his hand causing the bucket to levitate towards him and he grabbed it. "Come." He walked, she followed.

She followed behind him, her feet hitting the floor. She didn't dare look at the state of them, all cut up, dirty, almost black with soot. She lifted her head and looked at his back, Elizabeth liked it when he didn't wear all that experience garbage. He was more him, more kind like this.

"Here," A door swung open as they approached a room, it was very dusty. It had large curtained windows, coloured light peaking behind them,few chests littered around and a small bed in the corner of the room. She hasn't cleaned here before, maybe that's what he wants.

"I can get this done in a few minutes tops," The blonde said, going to grab the bucket from him. He shook her hand off and rolled his eyes.
"In that chest," He pointed a finger towards a particular chest, "Pick something."

"..to..clean..?" She wondered , Rumple groaned throwing his hands up. How did a woman like her get him so wound up?!

"To wear! Dearie me, you're thick." He huffed, causing the blonde push past him slightly as she walked forward towards the chest. She dusted the top of the chest off with the back of her hand, already dirtied.
"Why? Why are you, giving me this?" The two stared at each other, she smiled slightly. "You're sorry."

"No! No, no of course not." He grumbled, high pitch and turned around. She smirked, ha! Gotcha.
Elizabeth pushed open the chest , using a decent amount of her strength revealing an array of dresses and different clothing. She picked up one, trailing a hand along the fabric.
"Why do you, have these?" She questioned, picking it up with both hands to take a good look at the garment. It was a bit big for her, but long as-well but she would make it work.
"You ask a lot of questions." Rumple answered back, opening the door to leave. "There's a bath in there," Nodding towards a door attached to the room. "Get clean, you look filthy." She nodded gratefully, smiling.

"Thank you, Rumple." He shook his head after a couple of seconds and walked off. The blonde placed down the dress and touched her face, crouching down. It was burning. Oh for fucks sake.

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