At Last (Rumbelle)

Chapter 20 A Run And A Plan

Belles POV
I got up early this morning and decided to go for a run. I need to clear my head and it might be one of my last chances with the baby coming along.
Noah.
A beautiful name. Boy or girl it will be perfect.
I slid on my running clothes and kissed my sleeping Rumples forehead and made my way out. The cold November air made me shiver and I could see my breath appearing in front of my face. I switched by iPod on and just ran.

Rumples POV
I woke with a start.
Taking a deep breath i close my eyes again.
Another morning.
I stretch my arm out to find Belle. The smooth sheet rubbed against my hand, nothing else.
I opened my eyes and looked round.
Where is she?
I sit and listen for any sign of movement from the bathroom or downstairs.
Nothing.
I sat up and rubbed my eyes.
I decided to investigate further and slowly padded barefoot down the stairs.
I looked around.
No Belle here?
I walk over to the kitchen area and notice a note taped onto the fridge.

Gone for a run
Will be back soon
Love you
B xx

I read Belles curly handwriting.
Okay.
I hope she's careful.
Well, I guess that gives me a bit of time to, sort something out...
I dressed quickly and made my way to the Sheriffs Station.
"Afternoon miz swan," I greeted her calmly.
"Hey, Gold," she said a little suspiciously.
"Hey buddy," a sly voice came from my left.
I turned my head to see Scar leaning on the bars of the cell.
"Come to bail me out?" He grins.
"I hope you rot in there, for the rest of your miserable existence," I smile back, coldly.
I have the power here.
"Boys..." Emma murmured, eyeing us both.
"Can I have a word?" I asked Emma.
She nodded and I walked into her office, her closing the doors behind us.
She stood behind her desk and folded her arms.
"What's the plan for him?" I point behind me, before linking my fingers together at my waist.
"He's headed for the asylum tomorrow," She frowned.
"Right...where he used to work? Where his fellow workmates are? His friends?" I could feel anger starting to bubble.
"Well where else is he going to go? After what he did to Belle do you really think I want to spend anymore time alone with him?!" She puts her hands on her hips.
I decide not to fight it and nod.
"Make sure he suffers, for Belle," my last words caught her.
Not for me and my intentions. For Belle.
"I will..." She whispered.
I glared at Scar one last time and made my way out to the shop.
Unlocking the door I step in and shut it behind me.
The familiar smell of polish filled my nose.
I sighed and threw my keys on the counter.
Somewhere, deep down, i know the baby is Scars.
And I can't bring up a child that was born because of...of...what happened.
Every time I'd look at it, I'd think of all Belle had to go through. I can't feel that amount of pain every single day. Belle can't be put through that either. But she'd never have an abortion. She would see it as murder...
I need to terminate it.
And sooner rather than later.
I'll have to do it someway Belle won't notice. I'll have to make it look like she lost it...
When she finds out, I will be there to comfort her. To tell her we can try again when she feels up to it. Of course she will be distraught but, living with Scar's child will be worse.
I can't bring up another mans child. Especially a man like him.
I've made my mind up.
I have to get rid of this baby.

Belles POV
I run deep into the quiet forest, my music making me feel not so alone.
I ran to the beat of the music and looked all around me.
There's life everywhere.
In the trees, in the ground, in the bushes.
And now inside me.
I breathe in the natural smell of the forest and smile.
I love it out here.
Even though I'm by myself, here I don't feel scared or worried.
I feel so peaceful out here.
I can't wait for little Noah to be born.
My pace quickens in excitement.
And before that, the wedding.
I don't care where we get married.
We haven't even looked at venues.
I run into a clearing and lean against a tree to catch my breathe for a second.
Panting, I look around me.
There was a big open space where no trees currently resided.
At the edge of the space, there was some stone little steps.
Curiosity getting the better out of me, I walk toward them.
Hopping up the two steps, I reach the top.
It's looks like an old bricked up well.
I stood on top of it and looked out at the clearing.
It looks beautiful.
Oh my gosh!
The big open space, the platform!
This would be perfect for the wedding venue!!
We both have said we only want something little, with a few people her - and this is exactly the space we need!
We could place the few seats in rows and have an aisle coming up through the middle, and exchange our vows up here, maybe under a little cover or something?!
Oh it will look gorgeous!
I have to show Rumple this! He'll love it!

Rumples POV
I held the small glass bottle in my hands.
The answer to this situation.
I need the baby to disappear and this is the easiest, most painless way I'm going to do it.
Belle will need to drink this twice a day for at least two weeks for the pregnancy to fail.
Hopefully she won't taste it in her tea and coffee. Otherwise I'm screwed.
I look out the window to see Belle heading toward the shop.
Her cheeks pink, ponytail bouncing up and down, looking very excited.
I put the bottle back into the cupboard and started to polish the silverware.
"Hey!"
She burst in.
"Sweetheart," I greeted her.
She leant over the counter and plucked a kiss onto my mouth.
"How are we this fine morning?" She breathed out happily.
She seems much more upbeat?
I laugh and lean on the counter.
"I'm good, why are you in such high spirits my love?" I smile but frown at her.
"Well, on my run I found this...this...," she struggled to find a word to describe what she saw.
"This amazing little spot in the forest!" She beamed up at me.
"Wonderful?" I say flatly, slightly confused. How could finding a nice bit of the forest make her so happy?
"And well I was thinking, it would be the most gorgeous place - to have our wedding," she calmed down a little and just smiled at me.
"Oh, okay, wow, sounds perfect!" I smiled back.
"So I'll go home and shower, I'll meet you back here in say, an hour? Then I'll go and show you," she chirped.
"You hurry along then," it was my turn to lean over the counter and kiss her.
"Hmm...promising kisses like that doesn't make me want to leave..." She purred a little saucily, playing with my tie.
"Well the quicker, you go, the quicker you get back," I winked at her, pulling away.
Teasing her, leaving her wanting more.
With that she bounced out of the shop and started up her run again.
I laugh to myself and pick up another fork to polish.
My funny little Belle...
Ah I almost forgot!
The little potion to get Scar to well, forget about Belle and move on to his next victim.
I asked Emma when he would be going to the asylum and she said tomorrow, the morning presumably.
I'm going to have to make a brief visit. Around lunchtime so I can slip it into his drink.
All these plans, all these potions.
It's starting to feel like old times.

Belles POV
"It's breathtaking," Rumple sighed, taking in the small view from the well.
"Isn't it?" I smile.
"Just like you," he turned to me.
We stood face to face and I blushed.
"You know, the next time we'll be stood up here, exactly like this, it will be our wedding day," I take his hands in mine.
"And you will be my wife..."
"And you will be my husband," I finished his sentence.
I can't wait!
I squeeze his hands and stare into his beautiful brown eyes.
He shook his head gently and smiled.
I frowned and cocked my head to the side.
"What?"
"Nothing I just...I just didn't think that I'd ever get married again after Milah, you know, ever!" He laughed.
My heart melted.
"Oh Rumple why ever would you think that?"
I stepped forward, placing one hand on his cheek.
"Considering who I am-"
"Was," she corrected me.
"The man I was....and well, look at me, I'm not exactly, Prince Charming," he sighed, his pun intended.
I brushed my thumb on his smooth skin.
"No you're not, you're much more than that..."
Why doesn't he understand this? He's all a file could ever want? Kind, loving, a true gentleman! I don't need a Prince Charming! I need him, thats it.
"Rumple I love you for who you are, and what's in your heart, no-one else's," I place my hand on his heart.
"You truly are wonderful," he gazed into my eyes.
I shrug my shoulders.
"I know," I say, before breaking into laugher.
Before I know it our lips our touching and his hands are going through my hair, my arms wrapped around his neck.
I pulled me in so close as if to never let me go. I don't want him to.
Ever.

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Uh oh!!! Thoughts on this chapter pleeeeeease! Will be updating again today as suddenly come out of having writers block and have looooooads of ideas! So yay for you guys! The aka for reading lovelies - Amy:-)