Family Ties (Rumbelle)

Chapter 21 Worse

Henry's POV

"Mom, David?"

Ruby and I ran over to the sheriffs station as quick as we could.

"Hey kid, whats up?" Emma said, standing up from where she was perched on the desk.

"It's Gold and Belle-"

"We haven't seen them in days," Ruby cut in,

"Henry went over there and he felt something was wrong," Ruby said, looking at me.

"Whatta you mean?" Emma said, looking very serious.

"I don't know what's happened but-"

Emma sighed and sat back down.

"Henry, they're probably fine," Emma sighed.

"Mom seriously, something was wrong! I know it!" I pleaded, pulling her over to the door.

"Wait wait wait, we can't just go barging in!" Emma said, it's not that she didn't believe, she just wasn't sure.

"We won't! You'll know what to do!"

I said, running out in the hope she'd follow me.

She did.

Rumples POV

The only way I can get my dagger back from Mila's clutches, is if I destroy it.

Mila and myself along with it.

As hard as I tried, I couldn't keep Belle from taking over my mind.

I can't let Mila hurt her anymore. I won't.

"Rumple?" Mila's voice questioned from upstairs,

"What's going on?"

"Nothing, I'm coming," I say, making my voice as normal as possible.

I make my way upstairs counting my footsteps.

My last footsteps.

Emma's POV

"Henry, come back!"

Henry had started to crawl down low across the dirt part of Mr Golds drive.

"Come on!" He whispered, disappearing around the back of the house.

God kid, why can't you let me handle it? He's so stubborn, but then I guess who can blame him, he gets it from his mom.

I got close to the ground and made my way around the side of the house.

As I got closer I heard voices.

Golds. Who's that? A female voice that I don't recognise.

Henry had already silently opened the gate and was holding it for me and Ruby.

He had his finger to his lips.

The voices got louder.

Emma, this is trespassing,

"Come back Henry!" I hissed, if Gold finds us he will sue me for all I'm worth. Or worse, I'd owe him another favour.

Henry's eyes grew wide and he pressed his finger to his lips even more and pointed up.

Dear god.

Where were stood right underneath Mr Golds balcony.

The balcony which Mr Gold and a woman I can't see properly were standing on right now. Right above us.

I grabbed Henry and pushed us flat against the wall.

Jesus, what the hell do we do know?

"Where is she?" The mysterious women asked. She sounded the same age as Rumple, a bit to high and mighty for my liking.

"Belle?" The pain in his voice showed. What's happened to Belle?

Ruby gave me a scared look and I touched her shoulder sympathetically.

"Yes..." The women obviously didn't like talking about her either.

"In the basement," Gold said, his tone flat.

Why is Belle in the basement?

Have they locked her down there?

I thought Mr Gold loved her.

I turned my head to Henry and he gave me a worried but 'I told you so' look.

This is much worse than I thought.

We need to get inside.

Rumples POV

"Come inside, it's getting cold," I said, pretending to be a gentleman toward her.

"Mmh yes," Mila said, before stepping inside.

I shut the door and locked it.

"I might have a bath, care to join?" Mila said, saucily.

I would detest nothing more.

"Of course," I say, nodding.

Mila walked into the bathroom and started to run the bath.

I flew across the room and slammed the bathroom door, pushing Belles small bookcase that was next to it, in front.

I don't have much time. Mila will push past the bookcase any second now.

Find the dagger. Find the dagger.

I ripped out her chest of drawers and threw the contents out onto the floor.

Not there.

I yell in frustration.

Mila banged and shouted at me through the door.

Come on Rumple, come on.

I slide open the wardrobe doors and widely searched through the clothing.

Finding nothing, i slam my hands down on the bed.

Mila was getting very close to escaping.

In despair I look over at the picture of Baelfire I had on my bedside table.

That's one of my favourite photos of him. If Mila kills me now, that's what the last thing I want to see.

Wait, Bae.

Of course!

The small bookcase shifted forward and inch more.

I ran over to the picture and ripped open the frame.

There it was, sticking out of it.

"Rumplestiltskin!" Mila surged forward, out if the bathroom, ripping the frame from me, it smashing on the floor. My dagger sliding out.

Now it was just me and Mila, as equals. The dagger in the middle. Neither of us can win.

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