*~*~*Collaboration between Ghost Shadow and I. Ghost Shadow = Henry Carlyle, and Mark Dufresne. And I = Belle*~*~*

It didn't take Belle long to read the instructions Rumpelstiltskin had written down, and find the place he had mentioned. She hurried inside, since the note said that there wasn't much time for the woman that was dying in the hospital. She easily noticed that the doors were locked, so she went in through the broken window. 

Mark, on the meanwhile, had gotten to work turning the rather large brass dial that moved the elevator; not paying attention to his surroundings as he focused his attentions on getting Henry back up. 

A resounding [i]clang[/i] signaled that the elevator had reached the top, the doors sliding away abruptly to reveal a dirtied, bruised Henry; his clothes torn and stained, his breaths short wheezes as he was suffering from what appeared to be bruised ribs. 

"Henry, what the hell happened down there?" Mark demanded in a voice rife with concern, but still serious and somber. 

Henry, however, didn't answer Mark as his eyes landed on Belle; who had just entered into the library through the window. "Oh dear..." The younger man responded, slowly climbing to his feet with a visible wince; his eyes never leaving the woman. 

Belle was concerned when the man, Henry Carlyle, appeared as though he had just gotten out of a fight. She swallowed thickly as she spotted the egg in his hand. When he spotted her, she asked awkwardly, "Um...Are you...Henry Carlyle?"

"How do you know my name?" Henry practically demanded, though there was no anger or unkindness to his tone, but definite distrust and wariness. 

Mark could do little but look between Henry and Belle, eyes narrowed skeptically, though he chose to let the information come to him, rather than speak out. 

She answered "Th-That's not important as of now. Listen, I need the egg, and you need to hurry to the hospital,"

Henry's expression turned to a glower, his voice turning almost dark in nature, "You expect me to hand this over and go on some wild goose chase and you won't even tell me your name? I don't think so. I went through Hell and back to get this bloody thing!" 

Belle jumped slightly at Henry's expression and voice. She said to him, "No, I don't. But I do want to help save the woman in the hospital that you care for, along with the person who is dear to me," 

She then introduced herself, realizing that giving him her name may help the situation, "My name is Belle,"

Henry's expression softened slightly at the mention of Faye...somehow this girl, formally introduced as Belle (a name Henry could have sworn he had heard before) knew about the Sleeping Curse...but how much did she know? 

"How do you know about Hea--...err, Faye? I've never seen you in Storybrooke before." Henry asked, distrust still heavy in his tone. 

Belle started, deciding about why she seemed new to Storybrooke first might be a good place to start, "The Evil Queen had me in that prison for so many years. I just got out of there---"

At this, Mark intervened, "Wait, what? Faye's in the hospital? Henry why didn't you say anything?!" The fireman demanded harshly, directed solely towards Henry. 

Henry took a few moments to wheeze painfully before speaking again, "All in the scheme of things...there are...delicate plans at work." 

"Delicate plans? You're a schoolteacher for Christ's sake! What [i]delicate plans[/i] could you have besides putting star stickers on test papers?!" Mark retorted, his words denoting humor, while his tone remained abrasive. 

"Let me handle this, Nick!" Henry returned, his tone raising as well, staring daggers at Mark. So much was happening right now...things were changing severely. 

At the mention of the name 'Nick', Mark seemed to snap. Grabbing Henry by the collar of his shirt, he harshly yanked the younger man down, forcing them both at eye-level. "What the hell did you call me?" Mark seethed, keeping a tight hold on Henry. 

Belle watched the argument between Henry and Mark started, and soon she called to them, "Both of you, Stop! Please! This is no time to be arguing!"

Though not looking back at her, Mark's stiff posture seemed to lighten; and he roughly pushed Henry away from him, his eyes looking heavy and tired. "Work this out yourself, Mr. Carlyle. I'm done." He called before leaving back through the window. 

Henry stumbled slightly, struggling to keep himself standing as he swallowed hard. "Keep...keep going. Evil Queen, prison, so many years...what's next?" He goaded Belle hoarsely. 

Belle blinked and she continued "The Sheriff...or Count Roland...helped me escape. He helped me find Rumpelstiltskin again. But...he's in danger. I fear that Rumpelstiltskin may be dying. He told me what to do with the egg, in order to help him and Faye," 

Henry's eyebrows furrowed in confusion as he heard Belle out. "Rumpelstiltskin? What on earth do you care about him for?" He asked quizzically, intrigued that someone sincerely wanted to help The Dark One. 

Belle felt her worry and fear increase tenfold as time passed on. Feeling that the question was too personal, she retorted, knowing that he'll come up with the same answer, "Well, what on earth do you care about Faye for?"

Henry felt his fists clench at Belle's retort, swallowing rage as he spoke next, "Faye's not a murderer, a thief, a kidnapper, a liar, a cheater, or a monster...Rumpelstiltskin is." He finished on a dark note. 

Belle glared and she stated firmly as she stepped forwards and looked Henry in the eye, "Rumpelstiltskin is [b]not[/b] a monster. And I would very much appreciate it if you never said that kind of thing again,"

She then stepped back, and she said to him, "Look, there isn't much time. Can you please trust me? Faye will be alright, so long as you're right by her side, Rumpelstiltskin promised."

"Oh...Rumpelstiltskin [i]promised[/i]. How comforting..." As much as Henry wanted to simply shout curses at the girl and her devotion to the Imp, something told him that maybe, this time, he would [i]have[/i] to trust Rumpelstiltskin, and by extension, Belle. 

Henry sighed deeply, looking conflicted for a moment before handing the egg-shaped object over. 

"Take it....return it back to your master if he needs it so." Henry said, adding a bit of mockery to his tone at the word 'master'. 

Belle took the egg, and she said to Henry sincerely, ignoring the master bit, "Thank you, Henry..." She then said to him, "Hurry to Faye...She needs you," before went off to go and find the well that was mentioned in the letter.