Chapter 21

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A/N
I usually don't do detications, but she seems to be the only person reading my story. :)

Belle's POV

I hold Natalie in my arm effectivly thining the air of her cries. After about an hour of comforting, my phone rings.

Natalie jerks up in a start. I look to my phone to see Emma's contact taking apperance.

"I'll be right back." I go into the hallway to answer my phone, regrettably leaving Natalie alone.

"Hello?"

"Belle? Do you know anything of the prophacy of the purest heart?"

"I've heard of a legend. Yes."

"We believe your sister is the hero of the legend."

"What? How would you know?"

"Regina's here. She's seen her heart."

"I know."

"You know."

"Well, my sister came home crying. Infact, she's here right now. Crying!"

"Belle. Please, just bring her over this could be important."

"Okay, but Regina can't see my sister. Not unless, it is absolutly neccessary."

"Deal." We hang up. I go back to her.

"Natalie..."

"What?"

"Can you come with me somewhere?"

"No. I can't."

"Please. I need to go..."

"Can't you go alone. Please, Belle."

"No."

"Why?"

"They called for you not me."

"Why?"

"They need you."

After a while, she answers solemnly. "Fine. Lets go."

We head on our way to Snow and Charming's appartment. We are immediately let in.

"Sit down, Natalie, please." She does.

"I was informed of what happened this afternoon." She looks away.

"He's your son. That's where I've seen you before."

"Yes, but-"

"I shouldn't have come here." She stands.

"Please, Nat." I coax her. She sits back down.

"What do you want with me?"

"I need to ask you what you know of the prophacy of the purest heart?"

"I've never heard of it."

"Here..." Emma hands the scroll with the prophacy. The scroll is read over and over.

"What does this mean?"

"We think you are the one of the prophacy." There is dead silence, before we hear a laugh.

"That's not me."

"It is your heart is pure."

"Okay. Sure it is." She stands. "But if I am the purest, why don't I feel diffrent than the average human?"

"A scroll no one here has seen. Well, no one, but me."

She read it over. We hear another laugh.

"Again. This person can't be me."

"Why not?"

"True love isn't real."

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