At Last (Rumbelle)

Chapter 12 Emergency

Rumples POV
I sat at the bar, whirring the small remains of my drink in the glass.
A loud burst of laughter made me look up, like it had been all night.
Charming had obviously finished telling yet another great story about his heroic life....
Before, the dwarfs weren't to sure about him, but now it seems they all get on rather well.
How did Charming get them to like him? Oh wait- he's charming....
I smile to myself a little at my pun and go back to staring into my glass.
"What about you Gold?" Charming's voice reached me.
I looked up at Charming and the dwarfs surrounding him.
"What about me?"
"Got any exciting tales for us?" He took a sip of his beer.
"Indeed, but they maybe a little, dark, to say," I smiled back.
"Ah...how about you Leroy?"
"Yes! There was this one time that....."
I zoned out again as I don't think I can listen to another story about how they helped for the greater good.
I sigh and place my drink on the side.
Charming slid onto the stool beside me.
"Are you ok Gold?" Charming's innocent face asked.
"I'm fine," I replied, kind of happy he's making an effort.
"Worrying about Belle?" He laughed sympathetically.
How did he know that?
"Slightly...." I didn't really want to admit it, but I have.
"I know the feeling...after the curse broke, every time I left Snow I couldn't help but worry something bad was going to happen to her, it wears off, don't worry," he smiled.
"Yes dearie, but I'm sure there is a few less people wanting to hurt Snow because of your actions," I mentally kick myself.
Charming laughed.
"True..."
I accidentally let out the tiniest of laughs.
David looked at me in shock, but then smiled.
Don't think just because I laughed means were best buddies...
Suddenly, my phone started to buzz wildly in my pocket.
I take it out and read the screen.
Just what I was afraid of.
BELLES EMERGENCY N.
My heart stopped.
"I have to go..." I said, jumping down from the stool.
"Everything ok?" Charming asked anxiously.
"Not if I don't get there soon," I say, running up the dark stairway to the exit of The Rabbit Hole.
I broke into a sprint as I reached the cold night air.
"Hey wait up Gold!" David's voice puffed after me.
"I need to go, belle," was all I could puff.
"Let me give you a lift to wherever you need to go, I've only had one beer," he panted.
It would be quicker.
I turned around and marched to David's car and slid in.
For the whole short journey i squeezed the phone tightly.
When we got to my house I was out of the car before David had even got to a full stop.
I raced up the drive and unlocked the door and flicked it open with a quick wave of my hand.
"Belle? Belle!" I yelled, racing into the kitchen.
I stared around.
She must be upstairs.
David was one step ahead and I followed closely behind.
"Belle!" Our desperate voices yelled.
"I've got her!"
David ran into our room and I followed.
"Belle!" I breathed.
She was led on the bed, the covers on the floor, her arms tied to the head board, a white rag tied around her mouth.
"Holy hell..." David gasped.
He ran over and started to untie her.
I ran to the other side of her and pressed my hands to her cheeks.
"Belle darling wake up..." I breathed, tears starting to roll carelessly down my cheeks.
She opened her eyes a crack before they rolled back into her head.
"I'll call Emma from the radio in the car...." said David, still shocked.
As he went downstairs I held my little Belle in my arms.
My arms and hands supporting her shoulders and head.
My tears started to fall on her delicate face.
One arm was led out limply.
The middle caught my attention, pin pricks.
My eyes went straight back to her face and I stroked her cheek.
"...what happened...." I sobbed, not expecting an answer.
"...what did he do to you..." My voice shook.
She was tied to the bed so I can only think of one thing that could have - no I can't think about it.
No. Not my beautiful Belle.
I rock her gently, caressing her cheek with my hand.
Multiple pairs of feet started to run up the stairs.
Emma had arrived.
"Okay Gold, let the ambulance people take her..." Emma whispered, seeing the rope and gag on the bed.
I say nothing and hold Belle close to my chest.
"Come on....she needs help...."
I'm not letting her out of my sight ever again.
"...gold..." She started tug my arm.
"NO!" I hissed, not taking my eyes from Belles face.
"Please, she, she needs help, we need to get her to the hospital, who knows what she could have been injected with!" She said, her voice stressed. She'd obviously noticed the needle marks on her arms.
I know exactly what it was - and who did it.
Scar has free access to all of the injections to sedate people, that's his job.
This was him.
I squeezed Belle so tight that she started to murmur.
I softened my grip, only a little.
"I'm sorry....I'm sorry..." I stroked her hair.
Suddenly, Belle was being slipped out of my hands.
My grip had fallen to nothing.
I stared as she was placed on an ambulance trolley.
"Come on Gold, you can go with her in the ambulance..." Emma said softly.
I didn't reply. I can't.
I stood up shakily and followed them down the stairs into the ambulance.
"I'll stay here and search the area," David whispered to Emma.
No-one can believe this has happened.
No-one thought it could be possible to happen in little old Storybrooke.
I climbed in after Belle and kneeled by her.
Taking her hand in mine I grip it tightly.
"She's going to be fine....she's just been sedated....quite a lot..." The ambulance lady said, trying to comfort me.
I know she's not been damaged badly, I'm crying because she's been....been....
Sick rose in my throat.
I kissed her hand and kept it pressed against my lips.
Why did I leave her?

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