You Mean Everything To Me (Avengers/OUAT Fanfic)

31. I'm an assassin. My parents are dead.

[Willow]

We waited a few minutes before Bucky appeared, sauntering up to us.

"Sorry, got lost on the way to the bathroom." Bucky appologised.

"Sure." Loki said, dragging out the 'r'. As everyone turned to leave, Bucky sent Loki a glare.

Tove took my hand and dragged me out the appartment, after Mary Margaret and Emma who were on the way to Gold's house. It was Emma who arrived first, nearly ripping off the door. We searched around the shop for a few minutes, finding no evidence of where the hell Gold and Belle were. I had just gone into Belle's room to check if she had taken any clothes with her, when I found a note on her bed.

My Lovely Belle,

I'm sorry. I had to go. By the time you read this I'll be past the town line.

I stopped as soon as I saw that.

"EMMA!" I yelled. A few seconds later, Emma ran into the room. "I found this on Belle's bed."

Emma took a few moment's to read it. "Oh my god. We need to find them."

Emma told the rest what was going on before walking out the shop. As we neared the town line, Mary Margaret started fidgeting, nervous that it was the last we'd seen of Gold. We reached the town line and Tove gasped.

The scene was a mess. Gold was lying on the ground, a bloody mess. Near him was a car with someone I didn't recognise in it. But the worst was Belle. She was halfway over the town line, but there was blood everywhere.

She'd been shot.

*****

A few days later, I was sitting in the hospital with Belle. She'd lost all her memories.

"So my name's Belle?" She asked, checking up on what I'd told her.

"Yes."

"And I'm a librarian?"

"Yup."

"What about you? You know more about me than I do and I know nothing about you." Belle asked inquisitivley.

"Well. There's not much to know." I sighed. "I'm an assassin. My parents are dead. Anything else you want to know?"

Belle smirked. "No man?" She asked suggestivley.

I could feel myself going bright red. "Umm... N- no." I denied, but Belle gave me a look telling me she obviously didn't believe me. "Well, there is this one guy." I admitted.

Belle suddenly perked up, waiting for gossip.

"Well, we met when I nearly killed him." Belle let out a hearty laugh before letting me carry on. "Yeah, for a while we hated each other. But then there was a moment when he just sort of... kissed me? Then it was really awkward and I don't even know what's going on right now."

Belle looked at me with a knowing look. "You're so cute."

I glared at her for a moment. "Says you Mrs I Can't Remember Anything."

Now it was Belle's turn to glare at me. "Go away."

We both laughed until we cried.

Cute. I like their friendship. I'm not even gonna appologise at this point. I don't do well with schedules.

Sophie.