Most Prized Possesion (Rumbelle)

Chapter 10 Frustration

Belle's POV

I didn't sleep much the rest of the night. I don't think Rumple did either.

What happened had to be something to do with what Rumple's hiding from me.

Was there really someone out there? Or was it just a shadow?

I guess I'll have to find out myself as Rumple isn't going to tell me...

Where do I start?

I've never done anything like this before, well not on my own. Rumples the one who figures everything out and saves the day. And me? I'm just Belle... Not magic, not good with a sword, or bow and arrow. Just a silly little girl who reads all day...

I need to prove that I'm not that, I am someone, I am a hero too.

But how...

Rumples POV

"Mr gold pawnbrokers, 9:00... looks like you are going to have a robbery on your hands...but why would they tell you what time? Do they want to get caught?" Emma Swan rubbed her temples, clearly confused by the two new notes.

"Hmm..." I thought,

"They haven't said when though, what day....maybe that's the objective, to get caught," I try and piece this all together.

"This doesn't make sense! Why would they want to get caught?!" Emma said frustratedly.

"God knows, but I can handle a few robbers-"

Emma cut me off.

"But that depends on what their planning on getting their hands on, everyone in this town knows your the...the dark one," she said, not quite believing she'd ever say that,

"And no one would dare to do anything to you, unless they had you're..." She finished, looking gravely at me.

Then it hit me.

They were going to steal my dagger.

Belle's POV

Another day at the library. As much as I love it and all the books inside it, it can get a little bit dull...

I sigh leaning back on my chair, not wanting to start on the pile of paperwork towering on my desk in front of me.

Feeling defeated, I leaned forward and picked up the first piece of filing on the pile.

I opened it, sighing, finding a post-it note stuck inside.

HIS MOST PRIZED POSSESSION

What? That's not my handwriting.... Is it the title of a book?

I jumped out if my chair looking for the H section in the library.

His, his, his, his. Nothing.

What is it? What does it mean? Do I dare to ask Rumple? Could it be connected to his secret? Surely not. If it was just a note, he would tell me something like that.

I walk over to the bin, but I can't throw it away. What if it means something? Chewing my lip I slide it into my skirt pocket, and head toward the window.

Who's been in here to have put it there? No-one, I haven't opened the library since Zelena left...

I suddenly feel a shiver down my spine as I realise, someone had broken in.

Someone had been in the library.

I hug my cardigan, watching the passers by.

Who would have broken in?

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