Rumple and Belle short story

The end

The next Saturday afternoon all of Storybroke got to together, the sun was shining bright up in the beautiful blue sky.

Belle sat with Emma who was holding Jordan Belle's youngest children by two minutes. She has some what of a clue to where her other children were but that didn't make her scared, she trusted everyone there.

"I should probably go find my child and my husband." Emma said to her and handed her Jordan.

Belle took Jordan into her arms and started playing with him. His little eyes filled with so much love and laughter, it made Belle thankful for everything they had gone through to get to this moment.

Lost her own world with Jordan she didn't realize Regina come and sit next her. She lifted her eyes from Jordan and looked at Regina.

Regina was six and a half pregnant. Her and Robin knew what gender of the baby was but they wouldn't tell anyone! (Expect Roland)

"How are you?" Belle asked her.

Belle had been pregnant not that long ago with Miliah. She never got a real pregnancy with the twins and she hated that.

"I think you know my answer. I'm six months pregnant and take care of a eight year old." Regina told Belle giving her the death stare.

"Your actually six and a half months pregnant." Robin butted in the conversation with them. Sitting in the picnic table next to Regina.

Regina looked at him like she wanted to kill him, but of course she didn't because she loved him.

Roland walked over the the picnic table with Belle, Jordan, Robin and Regina.

"Hey buddy what's up?" Robin asked him.

The relationship between the three of them was the sweetest thing, it proved that blood doesn't make a family love does.

"Just came over to ask mom something." Roland told Robin.

"What am I chopped liver?" Robin asked him.

"No." Roland told his father.

"Here." Regina said and picked up Roland's hand and placed it on top of her stomach. "That's your little sister kicking."