Guardian Angel Haruki

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Shrieking and yelps could be heard from innocent bystanders as a greasy haired man pushed his way through the crowd trying to lose the person who was after him. He hadn't expected someone to send a goddamned private investigator after him! He needed to lose the woman and fast. He ran downstairs from the second story, pushing and shoving as he went, knowing that the crowds would slow the woman down. Morgan ran through the lodge in pursuit and stopped at the second floor's balcony overseeing the lobby where the culprit was. She looked around her as the man struggled through the crowds, eventually catching sight of a cleaner pushing a cart filled with laundry. She quickly went up to the maid and she grabbed a large blanket, and said hastily "Please excuse me, I need to use this!" just as the maid shouted "Hey! What are you doing?!" Morgan never answered the maid and after determining when the man would be below her, she tossed the somewhat heavy blanket over the balcony, and it effectively landed on the man, making him shout and swear. While he struggled to get out from under the blanket, Morgan jumped down from the balcony, and ran up to him. Just as the man got out from under the blanket, he found her standing in front of him, and she immediately delivered a punch to the face, making him fall to the ground. She handcuffed the man as he moaned in pain and swore at her. The same maid came down from the second story (using the stairs), and she asked angrily as she collected the blanket "What in the world is going on here?!" Morgan answered the maid simply "Credit card fraud and thief. Please don't worry about it," She then added, "And thank you for the blanket," The maid merely gave a humph in retort before leaving. Morgan looked to the man who was swearing at her and calling her names and she said coldly "I believe you have an appointment with the police," She then shoved and dragged him to the Security guard's office, leaving the innocent bystanders to whisper and comment on the situation that had just happened.

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I think Morgiana will be light coral

Legend of Zelda: Link's Slumber

I'm still interested.

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Hi Nallore and Yoshi! ^_^

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Name: Morgan Reginald Real Name: Morgiana of Agrabah Age: 26 Occupation (If Any): Private Investigator Appearance - Thirteen Years Ago (Age 13): Her black hair was short, reaching up to her jaw bone, and her eyes were a duller shade then they are when she's older. Appearance - Today (Age 26): http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-apeIKQegcs4/UUVw0xAGGII/AAAAAAAAAEA/i3cMzpxOoE4/s640/Best+hair+styles+have+many+qualities.jpg Her hair is black. Personality Traits: Quiet, polite, clever, loyal to the people she cares about, but stubborn, doesn't trust people easily, not talkative, can be very ruthless, has almost no sense of humor, can be too serious, and sometimes blunt. Skills: Quick wit, martial arts, deception and persuasion, weapons handling and use, and survival skills. Biography (Before Earth): She was born as a slave, and when she was old enough, she worked in Cassim's house. She worked dutifully in his house, and on occasion, Cassim's brother, Alibaba, spoke with her and treated her with kindness. One day, when Morgiana was 12 years old, Alibaba spoke to Cassim about a cave full of riches he found and told him the password. With that knowledge in mind, Cassim left to go to the cave to gain riches, and he never returned. Alibaba came up to Morgiana and asked her to keep this secret and to help him make Cassim look like he died a natural death. Morgiana did as she was asked (in return for Alibaba's kindness) and managed to make it look as though Cassim had died from disease. After that, Morgiana went to work with Alibaba. One night, Morgiana found a mark on Alibaba's house, and she quickly realized that it was a mark for identifying Alibaba's dwelling. So she quickly marked other houses with the same mark. She stayed up at night and kept watch from her hiding spot near the window, and watched as the ones who marked the house, a group of thieves, fail in finding their home. After failing to find the home, the leader of the forty thieves kills off the thief responsible for marking the house. Morgiana finds a similar mark the next day, and again, marks other houses with that same mark, and the same thing with the thieves happens again. Later on, the man that Morgiana recognized as the leader of the thieves, approaches Alibaba pretending to be an oil merchant, carrying thirty eight pots, and asks to spend the night at Alibaba's dwelling. Alibaba allowed the 'oil merchant' to stay, while Morgiana stays silent and plans silently. She knew that she needed to find the other thieves, before they could overwhelm both her and Alibaba and kills them. She manages to do so later that night, while she was doing her chores. She heard a sneeze from one of the oil pots and realized that the other thirty seven thieves were hiding in thirty seven pots. The thirty-eighth pot actually held oil. She quickly and quietly, heated the oil, and poured the boiling oil into the other pots. After killing the thieves with the boiling oil, she went to bed. Later in the night, when the thieves were going to attack, the leader instead found the other thirty seven thieves dead, and fled. The next morning, when Alibaba asked her what happened, she told him the truth and he thanked her, and frees her from being a slave. Later on, the leader of the thieves returned, disguised as a different merchant, and was once again allowed into Alibaba's home. Morgiana recognized him as the leader once again, and once again set up a plan to take care of the leader before he killed Alibaba. She planned to kill the thief while he was asleep. Once she was sure Alibaba had gone to sleep as did the thief, she went to the thief's room with a knife in hand, only to find that he was "sleeping". The thief thought that the servant was just checking to make sure that he was asleep, and so stayed still. However, he didn't predict that Morgiana shoved the blade of a knife through his heart. Alibaba found the man dead the next morning, and asked Morgiana if she had been trying to ruin him. Morgiana explains everything and takes off the thief's disguise for Alibaba to see. Alibaba once again thanks her and promises to repay her. Over the course of the year after that, the villains grew in power. Alibaba repays her by sending her to Earth with the royalty. He brings Morgiana to the people who had Princess Jasmine of Agrabah and persuades them to have Morgiana go with Jasmine, explaining that Morgiana is a capable girl who could serve as Jasmine's bodyguard of sorts. He explains that Morgiana saved his life on multiple counts and so they bring Morgiana with them. Biography (Life On Earth): Unfortunately she was separated from Jasmine, and she was found by an old couple who didn't have much. They showed her kindness, to which she was grateful. She noticed how this world was different, and so she didn't tell the old couple that she was from another world. She just told them that she was lost, confused, and didn't remember her past. After hearing that, they adopted her. She went to middle school and high school, and she also got a job (in order to help the couple out in repayment for their kindness). After high school, she went on to college, and later became a private investigator because she was good at solving puzzles and finding people. Throughout this seemingly normal life, she learned how to fight, basic survival skills, and anything else she needed in order to be able to survive if she found herself in a predicament. She eventually forgot her old life and Alibaba. Other: She has scars on her back from when she was whipped by Cassim when she was younger.

Once Upon a Time...

*~*~*Collaboration between YoshiSkittlez and GuardianAngelHaruki*~*~*

Belle had finished making breakfast, and as she cooked she kept an eye on what was happening through the window, even though she couldn't hear what they were saying through the glass. When she had finished and heard the front door open and close, she went over to Rumpelstiltskin and she asked in concern "Rumpel...what happened?"

Mr. Gold just gave Belle a genuine smile, crossing the remaining distance to Belle with the aid of his cane and stopped to let his free hand run through her brown curls before letting his hand hold the back of her head rather delicately.

"I can't leave you alone for two minutes without you finding yourself in some sort of trouble, can I?" He teased, dodging her question all together.

Belle smiled at his tease, and she lightly jabbed back "Well, somebody had to answer the door, and I'm not a doormat," She then asked seriously and in concern, "Is everything alright Rumpel? Why was she here?"

Leaning to the left a bit, Mr. Gold let his cane rest up against the wall so he wouldn't have to remove his hand from the back of her head. With his now free hand, he waved it across where the double doors were and slowly, the twin doors and their stained glass windows vanished, leaving nothing more than a solid wall as if it were built that way.

"There, now you don't have to worry about any more pesky solicitors." He said turning his attention back to her, letting his thumb run down her cheek in a loving caress. "Now you'll just have me to be annoyed with, in the confines of this house... forever."

Belle commented with a chuckle "Just like back in The Enchanted Forest,"

He nodded with a light laugh, a twinkle of amusement in his eyes.

"You didn't seem to mind it so much back at The Dark Castle. I could make it genuine and build you a dungeon to sleep in..."

"No, thank you. I can live without the dungeon," Belle responded, considering that she had been in a dungeon for five years in a row, without being able to leave. She then said "Well, breakfast is ready," She hoped that maybe he would tell her what had happened outside over breakfast.

"You say that as if sharing the bed of a beast is the better solution." He remarked quickly before letting his hands down from the curls of his hair before he lost his control entirely with her. He leaned back over to grab his cane, grateful for the extra support for his bad leg once more and walked with Belle to the kitchen.

"And you say that as if sharing a bed with you is a fate worse then death," She retorted back, while giving him a look that clearly said that she didn't think of him as a beast. She then handed him a plate of pancakes that she had successfully made after trying them at Granny's yesterday, and looking up the cookbook that was in Gold's house. All in all, appearance wise, it would be hard for Gold to tell that this was her first attempt at making pancakes.

"It is." Mr. Gold replied immediately, looking somewhat shocked that she hadn't been able to come to that conclusion on her own. "You've only had the two nights in my bed, you have yet to find out what the beast is truly capable of." And with that he picked up the fork and dug into the pancakes, stuffing a rather large amount into his mouth to keep from having to say anything she might reply with.

She gave him the stubborn look again when he made his immediate reply, before she stated "I hope you like them. I thought I'd try making pancakes after trying them at Granny's," She took a bite of her own, and found that with the butter and syrup...the pancakes seemed too sweet. Belle mentally noted that she had used too much sugar. She had a disappointed look on her face when she tried her pancakes.

With a mouth too full with breakfast, all Mr. Gold could do was nod his approval to the meal. Truly he never had a bad word to say when it came to Belle's cooking, despite how obnoxiously picky he had been in The Dark Castle, but that had all been out of spite, trying to irk her. Seeing the disappointement on her face though, he quickly forced himself to swallow what he had left before bending over and brushing her hair out of her face, giving her a kiss on her forehead and leaving a somewhat sticky mess from the syrup left on his lips.

"Sweetheart, they are perfect." He tried to console her, realizing the slight mistake he had made in kissing her forehead and snorted down a light laugh.

Belle couldn't help but smile at his kiss, and his compliment. She couldn't help but chuckle at the small, but adorable, mistake he made. She replied "Thank you, Rumpel. I'm glad you liked them,"

After the both of them finished their breakfast, and Belle had washed the dishes, she headed towards the wall, and she commented, teasing Rumpel again, "It would be nice to have a front door again..."

"What?" Mr. Gold said feigning shock as he followed her back into the entry hall. "And here I thought you enjoyed isolation..." He shook his head and sighed, milking the moment in his false disappointment for everything it was worth. "Well, I suppose I'm going to have to put them back if you're going to show up to work on time..." He let the sentence hang in the air, pretending that Belle wouldn't be the slightest bit confused at his remark, as if she already knew what he was talking about.

Belle blinked at his comment, and she asked tilting her head to the side slightly, her confusion clear as day, "Work?" She didn't remember getting a job...

He bobbed his head up and down, arching an eyebrow, pretending to be confused with her confusion before offering a hand to her.

"Come, I'll drive you." He offered waving his hand to restore the doors back to what they had once been.

Belle, who was still confused, accepted his hand and she walked with him out of the house. He led her down the steps and to his car, opening up her door for her and closing it once she was inside before going to the drivers side and got in himself.

The drive to the clock tower was a quick one, but that didn't keep Mr. Gold from playing up the surprise as much as he could.

"Mayor Mills, as you know, popped by this morning. As she's still Mayor, it is well within her authority to demand a steady workflow of her town. I did what I could, but the woman wouldn't budge, and insisted you get a job to help pull your weight around here. I'd rather not get into the finer details of what was said, but you can imagine it wasn't pleasant. But until I can figure something out for us that doesn't involve you getting sent back to that wretched hospital again, you're stuck with this job."

He parked the car and got out, quickly going to Belle's side to open the door for her before she had a chance and helped her out.

"It's not even a very good job either. I couldn't think of anything more dull. I tried to reason with Regina about letting you help me out in the Pawnshop, but that woman is hellbent on making me miserable by extention making you miserable..." He said leading Belle to the front door. He stopped and pulled out the key box from his breast pocket, pulling out the key making sure the palm of his hand covered up the library tag on it and unlocked the door.

"I really am sorry..." He said at last, giving her a sincere, apologetic look before opening up the door for her to walk through first.

Belle listened to him explain the situation to her and about how she had to have a job, and she ended up getting something miserable. She raised an eyebrow and when he finished, she said optimistically, as he opened the doors, "Well I'm sure I can handle whatever she throws...at...me..."

As she spoke she stepped inside and her demeanor had changed. She was in a library! Her face expression turned from a look expecting a difficult job, to that of a child receiving the best gift she could ever receive on Christmas Day. She covered her open smile with her hands and she said happily, letting a joyous laugh, "Oh Rumpel!"

Watching her reaction from a safe distance, Mr. Gold couldn't help but allow a smile to spread across his lips, feeling his chest fill with the joy she was expressing at the surprise. He'd decided right then and there that he would trade all the straw he had ever spun into gold to keep her this happy for the rest of their lives, never wanting her to come down from this explicit happiness.

"Don't get too upset with Regina, sweetheart. It's only a temporary thing until I can find a job you can truly enjoy." He mused, keeping up the charade though his face had been completely broken of the seriousness he held earlier, unable to not smile given Belle's sheer excitement.

She didn't seem to hear Rumpel's comment about Regina, and after he had spoken, she turned to him and embraced him as she said "Thank you!" She then kissed him on the lips, completely unable to contain her happiness, joy, and love.

He staggered backward a bit, taken by surprise at her throwing herself at him but his selfishness of never wanting to let her go took over quickly and wrapped his arms around her firmly, but with great care as to not hurt her and kissed her back, for once not minding the fact that his vulnerability for her was shining through his armor like a flashing neon sign on a dark night.

"Its... not as... good as... yours... in... The Dark... Castle..." He managed to get out inbetween stolen kisses, somehow the small shred of doubt at her being not as happy with Storybrooke's library in comparison to hers finding its way to his mind.

"I...still...love it!" Belle managed out between the kisses, her honesty and happiness apparent in that statement, trying to get rid of Rumpel's doubts before they grew and festered into something awful. She stated out loud, "It's wonderful...You're wonderful,"

He scoffed at her latter comment, though with a smile before abruptly removing himself from her embrace, afraid that if he held onto her any longer, breathed her scent in for a second longer, he would lose all control and take her right there in the library. No, his Belle didn't deserve that, didn't deserve his beastly impulses, didn't deserve him at all. But as she had been so adamant with staying with him, for gods only knew why, he would treat her with nothing more than the fair amount of respect she did deserve, and do things right by her. So if that meant bringing what small amount of a moment they had going to a halt, then so be it. He cleared his throat, giving his hands occupation by resting them both on the head of his cane to keep them from reaching back out for her.

"I wouldn't think about opening for a while yet, at least not until it's been cleaned up. Why don't I come and pick you up once I'm done at the Pawnshop? Should give you plenty of time to familarize yourself here..." He started. "Oh, and uh... there's a room upstairs for the librarian; you... if you should want it." He added, giving her yet another opportunity to not feel forced to stay with him at his house... his room... his bed... He shuddered slightly, wondering just how much longer he would be able to resist her if she continued to sleep willingly by his side.

Belle blinked when he scoffed and moved away from her. She calmed down from her joy, and she noticed that he still saw himself as a beast, despite their conversation before she left The Dark Castle. After he made the suggestion and let her know that there is a room upstairs for her to sleep in case she needed it. She answered his suggestion "That sounds great," She said to him, "Though, I'm still going to stay with you, you know,"

He exhaled sharply out his nose, his Adam's Apple high in his throat as he found difficulty swallowing as he looked away from her to keep from meeting her eyes. His hands tightened on the cane head a bit, his entire body going tense as his mind and heart debated with one another on feeling relieved she wanted to stay with him, and feeling downright frightened for her wanting to stay with him. After a long, quiet moment, he finally braved looking back to Belle with a sad smile tugging at the corners of his lips, letting an arm extend out to her to let his hand cup her face gently. He took a single step forward, closing the distance between their bodies and let his forehead and nose rest against hers.

"Oh, my Belle..." He said hardly above a whisper. "I don't... I can't... I'll ruin you..." It was a plea, a plea for her to end this before it could begin, but also a warning on his part, once again laying out his insecurities on the table for her to examine closely. Tears were beginning to gather in the corners of his eyes as he closed them tight, unable to look at her as he managed to keep their foreheads and noses together, but the rasp in his voice was a clear indicator that he was close to breaking. "I don't want to ruin you..." He finished.

Belle's joy had gone when he laid out his insecurities, but the love she felt never went away. She listened to him and carefully thought about his insecurities, trying to think from his perspective. She never moved away and instead she spoke softly, ready to comfort and reassure him, "Rumpel--"

Without a moment's notice, unable to bring himself into wanting to hear what she had to say (for he knew it would be nothing more than what she truly felt in her pure heart) he moved his hand to the back of her head and brought her lips back to his in a crushing kiss, unable to tell her how he felt and instead had to simply show her. Just when he felt that his control was slipping through his fingers like sand, he parted with her, unable to resist kissing her cheek softly, followed by her temple and then forehead before forcing himself to take a step back from her.

"I'll pick you up at six." He then said, fishing his credit card back out from his wallet and handing it to her. "Granny's is just a short walk from here, stop by there for lunch and give that to whoever is working; it's like money." He briefly explained before kissing her forehead once more and slipped the key to the library in her hand before turning to leave.

Before Belle could say anything, she found herself in another kiss. She closed her eyes and reciprocated the kiss, before he parted from her and placed a couple more on her temple and forehead. She nodded at his words, and as she accepted the card, she answered, "Alright, I'll be sure to stop by at Granny's. I'll see you later, Rumpel,"

He gave her a sad, lingering smile before nodding and headed out of the library, reluctant to leave her without his protection but knew that he had done this all for her, and wouldn't stop for anything that might hold her happiness back.

After he had left, Belle immediately got to work cleaning up the library. She immediately started with sweeping and she soon came upon the broken shards of glass from the broken window that she had climbed in on that day...she remembered the look in Rumpel's eyes during all of the times when he looked at her, and she couldn't help but remember the same look in Henry's eyes when she met him and showed worry over the woman in the hospital...Faye...

Once Upon a Time...

*~*~*Collaboration between YoshiSkittlez and GuardianAngelHaruki*~*~*

Faye tossed and turned in her bed as she faced the nightmare again. She had no idea what was going on, and she could feel the flames licking at her arms once again, causing the pain in her arms to light up and cause her to yell in pain.

She cringed as she woke up, but the pain lingered on her arms as she noticed the light flooding into her room. She walked to the freezer and got an ice pack to place on her burnt areas. She swore under her breath. She couldn't help but remember Gold's words about Henry last night. She shook her head trying to forget them, but it was difficult to do so.

She sighed through her nose. She didn't know what else she could do to help Henry and the others. Was there really no way? Was there really nothing else she could do? Had her efforts meant nothing?

She had initally planned on making breakfast here, but...the emptiness of her own home bothered her, so she decided to go to Granny's instead.

She dressed in black pants, a red turtle neck, long sleeved shirt, and her white doctor's coat over it, with her usual tennis shoes for long hours in the hospital. With her purse slung over her shoulder, she left her house and locked the door behind her.

She soon reached Granny's and sat at the bar, ordering coffee and eggs. As she sat in the diner, she noticed that everyone was talking about Henry's, Snow's, and Knox's disappearance. Of course...people were bound to notice at some point...

She thanked the waitress who brought her her coffee, and she sipped at it as she listened to the people around her.

"Is it possible that those three...crossed the town line?"

"No way! There's no way Snow would just leave us! Especially without David,"

"Besides! Henry's car is still in Storybrooke. If they were to leave, they would've used his ride, right?"

A familiar grumpy voice, Leroy, piped up, "From what I heard...Dr. Stevenson was the last to see them..."

Faye could feel some pairs of eyes focused on her, if only for a brief moment, or for a couple minutes as she kept sipping at her coffee. She could hear whispers and murmurs as the people talked about her. They were wondering as to who she was back in The Enchanted Forest. Considering that she only met Rumpelstiltskin...and Red, while her other half met David, many were starting to believe that she could be one of the Evil Queen's minions.

At this point, Faye felt like coming to Granny's Diner may have been a poor decision on her part.

When her coffee cup was empty, she read a small book she kept on her person (considering that she didn't like reading the local tabloid of a newspaper), while she waited for her breakfast that seemed to be taking a long time.

A waitress, Ashley, came up to her and commented with a saccharine smile on her face "Here's your refill. On the house," Faye didn't move her free hand in time to avoid an 'accidental' splash from the hot coffee. She dropped her book, as she hissed through her teeth, and recoiled her burnt hand back, "OWOWOWOWOW!!!"

As she tried to use the iced water nearby to treat her new burn, Ashley smiled sweetly and she said "Oops! Sorry about that," Faye could tell from Ashley's tone that she wasn't really sorry. That splash was intentional.

Everyone in the diner looked ready to gang up on the Doctor, if she were to speak up against Ashley, or even stand up.

A shadow of a man moved past Faye to sit onto the bar stool next to her, a warm, comforting hand going to rest on her shoulder to get her attention.

Faye looked up to see David sitting next to her and she greeted as she rubbed her burnt hand with her other hand, "Good morning, Mr. Nolan,"

The other patrons of the diner seemed to be confused when David moved to sit next to her and placed a hand on her shoulder. Faye could feel their gazes leave her as they moved to mind their own business before they got on David's bad side.

David seemed completely unpreterbed by the looks he was getting within the diner, either he didn't notice (unlikely, even for David) or he didn't care.

"Yeah, uh, David... is just fine..." He replied with a warm, gentle smile after removing his hand from her shoulder. He then nodded his head in the direction of the door. "Walk with me?" He asked, a clear indication that he wanted to talk with her about some things under more private circumstances.

Faye blinked at his correction, and when he asked her to walk with him, she nodded silently as an affirmative response, and she walked out of the diner with him (after picking up her book, Crime and Punishments). Leaving the diner abuzz, wondering what was going on.

Faye walked with David, trying to just even think and word her statements. She knew she was going to have to tell him about her progress when it came to the three's disappearance. However, her mind kept on wandering back to that question that made her sick, the question that Hyde and Gold brought up so cruelly:

Did Henry really love her? Or did he not care and he just up and abandoned her?

"I'm sorry for that little stint Ashley pulled." David said once free from the watchful eyes and ears of Granny's Diner, stuffing his hands into his jeans pockets for something to do. "Ever since she sold her baby to Gold, she hasn't been quite herself..." He shook his head, seeming a bit more upset with Ashley's behavior than someone who had only known her as Ashley from Storybrooke. "Hows your hand?"

Faye snapped out of her daze when David spoke up and apologized for Ashley's actions. After he explained the reason for her behavior, she let out an understanding "Ah..." before she said "It's fine. You don't have to apologize. And my hand's alright...thanks,"

David nodded, pleased to hear that she hadn't been injured too badly, but what he knew of Faye Stevenson, it would take a lot more than just a hot splash of coffee to do any real damage to her.

"Well, you were right about Miss Hyde, she was there at the Sheriff's station for Regina. The cell was banged up pretty bad, but I got Hyde to leave Regina well enough alone, unfortunately with both cell blocks now damaged, I had no choice but to let Regina go. So far though, she hasn't been giving any trouble, though I guess it's only a matter of time."

She nodded when he told her about the incident in the jail. She knew she should tell him about the deal that Hyde struck up with Regina, but she knew that she needed to be careful and do so without giving him the idea that she and Hyde could be one and the same.

She answered "I heard," She shook and she could hear Hyde whisper ideas in her head to help her out.

She told her story to David, "Hyde figured out that I warned you and came to me again...She gloated about the incident, about how she practically destroyed the jail cell, and frightened Regina enough to the point that she made a deal with Hyde; She allowed Regina to keep her life, and in return she had to do whatever either of us told her to,"

She then added, showing confusion and wariness about Hyde "Why she picked us, I have no idea..." She then bitterly added "As though Hyde robbing me for everything I had back home wasn't enough,"

"You and me?" David asked in surprise, wanting the clarification. Clearly, he was just as clueless as Faye was when it came to Hyde's choice. "Not sure how that's going to help us though, Regina's not like Gold when it comes to deals. Although Gold has his own little rules on how he upholds his end of the bargain, he does actually come through with his end. Regina... I'm not so sure she's ever remained true to her word... about anything..." He pointed out, years of experience backing up his tone. "But speaking of Gold, have you gotten anywhere with him and the uh... portal problem?"

Faye sighed sadly as she was reminded of what happened the night before, and of the quandary in her head, as she answered "No...And I thought I actually had something that would help as well..."

She then pulled out the neon green glowing Magic Bean extract in a vial from her doctor's coat, and she held it out for him to see. She said to him, "Purines, Phytohaemagglutinin...every compound commonly found in beans. The glow's caused by magic,"

David stopped walking to look at the vial more closely. He particularly didn't have any experience with portals, and the words coming out of Faye's words might as well have been in a different language as he didn't understand any of it, but there was one thing he did understand.

"This came from the bean that made the portal they went through?" He asked in confirmation.

She nodded, somewhat slightly impressed that he was able to make that inference, "Yes. I managed to extract this from the soil samples that I gathered from the area where the portal disappeared," She then continued gravely "However...according to Gold, there's not enough power in the world, by science or magic, that could allow this to work as a portal," She wanted to be skeptical of the man and not believe his words, but from what she could tell, he was telling the truth...or at least believed that he had been telling her the truth.

David scoffed as the 'helpfulness' of Mr. Gold was revealed and gently took the vial from Faye after a nonverbal confirmation that it was alright.

"Gold's nothing but a greedy, rat-bastard. I thought that he might help us but without anything he wants, I'm afraid he's as useful to us as a wet paper bag." He carefully looked over the contents in the glass vial now that he was holding on to it. "But I'm not done yet, Gold's not the only one in Storybrooke that has magic. I'm going to take this to Mother Superior; she and the other nuns were fairies back in our land, very powerful but they only use their magic for good, unlike Gold and Regina. Maybe she can make sense of something."

Faye allowed David to carefully hold the glass cylinder and she let out a "Ha," at the mention that Gold was a greedy, rat-bastard. No words rang truer than that sentence. She blinked at the mention of Mother Superior and the fact that she and the nuns were fairies back in The Enchanted Forest. Why weren't they mentioned before? She didn't ask out loud, and instead said to him, with a little hope in her voice, "Alright. You'll let me know if they have anything?"

David nodded, putting his free hand back on her shoulder in a comforting gesture, meeting her blue eyes.

"Of course. We're going to do this, we're going to find Snow. Henry and Knox too. There's nothing in this world, and all the other worlds that will keep me from finding them." He flashed her a charming smile as he removed his hand from her shoulder, his short speech over with before it had really began. "You might want to head home for now though, not everyone in Storybrooke is as accepting that you aren't from our world as I am... if Cinderella's actions at the Diner weren't enough to back that up..."

Faye nodded and answered with a sigh at the reminder, "Right..." She noticed that he had said Henry and Knox's names as an afterthought to Snow, but she didn't comment. She then turned around and said as she started to head back to her house, "I'll see you later, David,"

"Stay out of trouble!" David called after her, a playful wink in his eye before he headed to the convent where he would once again have to ask a favor of the nuns. It was just as well though, he hadn't heard of the progress they were making with Ruby's memory potion lately.

Faye smiled sardonically at David's call and she mumbled quietly to herself, and out of David's hearing range, "Too late..."

Once Upon a Time...

*~*~*Collaboration between YoshiSkittlez and GuardianAngelHaruki*~*~*

What seemed like a few minutes later, Faye arrived back at her home and locked her door. She forlornly stared at the walkman for a good moment or two, and she couldn't help but think of him as she mumbled his name quietly, "Henry...Please be alright..."

"Oh don't worry, Jekyll. Survival is kind of his thing. Well...if he dies, you can count on me to kill the ones responsible..."

Faye growled "Shut up, Hyde!" as she marched right to the basement and closed the door behind her. She looked in the mirror to see Hyde staring back at her.

"Awww! Don't be like that!" Hyde moped mockingly. She then laughed and sneered "Especially considering we're talking about my true love here,"

Faye scoffed and answered angrily, "Excuse me! YOUR true love?! Last I checked, he kissed me,"

Hyde laughed "And last I checked, he was much more...intimate with me!" Faye was silenced as the memories of that heated and passionate night with Henry came flooding to the forefront of her mind. Hyde laughed even more, as though she could see Faye's face blanching, and her chest and shoulders rise with every heavy labored breath she took.

"He looked riiiight at me. He didn't see you...He only saw me,"

"Stop it...!"

"You know what that means right?"

"No...! I said stop it!"

"It means that he doesn't love you Jekyll. He only. Loves. ME."

"Shut up!!!"

"Oh don't worry, Jekyll. Complete control of this mind and body will belong to me....very soon. It will be as though you never existed to begin with!"

"I! SAID! SHUT! UUUUUP!!!!"

Faye screamed as she slammed her fist into the mirror's surface, aiming for Hyde's laughing face. The mirror's surface shattered into pieces as Hyde's laugh echoed in Faye's ears. Faye winced as the shards of mirror cut her skin and caused her hand to bleed. As she kneeled down and held her hand, Hyde's laugh seemed to fade away. Faye used a nearby first aid kit to bandage her hand.

After moments of silence, Faye sighed and shook her head at her own reflection in a shard of glass. Just seeing her reflection in a broken shard, made her realize how broken her mind is. It was just as broken as that mirror...and it was broken by her own hands.

She knew what she had to do now.

She fished her cell phone out of her purse and after taking in a few deep breaths and regaining her composure, she speed dialed Dr. Hopper. She waited for him to answer as the dial tone rang in her ear.

The phone rang five times before Archie answered, more than likely just finishing up an appointment with a client as his mind seemed a bit scattered as he answered.

"Uh, y-yes h-hello?"

Faye answered, her voice was serious and seemed to hold a heavy weight of its own, "Hello, Dr. Hopper. I want to cancel all future appointments..."

"Doctor!" Archie said upon recognition from her voice, then processed the words Faye had spoken to him. "I- I don't think I understand. Has, uh, has something happened?"

"No. Not yet anyways,"

Faye closed her eyes and she said to him, "The meetings weren't working...we both know that. And now with my memories back," She chuckled bitterly and with a tone that showed despair, "Well...now I know how hopeless my case truly is,"

"Dr. Stevenson..." Archie tried after a long pause. "Perhaps then, what you need isn't a psychologist, but a friend. Why don't you come stop by tomorrow? It will be all off the record; no notes, no new treatments, just an ear to listen. Whatever it is... whatever this is... I've been seeing you long enough to know that you can't do it alone."

Faye was silent out of surprise from Archie's answer. She certainly hadn't been expecting that kind of response. She soon let out a series of sounds. Whether they were chuckles or sobs, it was hard to tell if Faye was laughing or crying.

Faye covered her mouth as tears fell down her face. She said to him, "Thank you, Dr. Hopper. You are very kind...But I'm afraid I can't," She shook her head and she said to him, trying to stop herself from crying as she spoke, but failing, "I'm afraid...that if I let you in on...'too much information', then she will come after you, and I don't want anyone to lose their lives because of me,"

"She?" Archie responded, and then made a noise of understanding just as soon as the word left his mouth. "Oh, you mean your other persona." He clarified before continuing on, his voice keeping calm and pausing from time to time, allowing Faye to get in her sobs over the phone. "Doctor Ste- Faye... I can understand your fear of the unknown, and I admire that you wish to keep me, and everyone else in Storybrooke safe by not pursuing anything but have you stopped to think that you might be hurting yourself more by keeping it to yourself?" He paused, letting that sink in for a moment. "She may come after me, she may not, but if she does I will gladly stand my ground on the principle that I did nothing more than try to help a friend in need, and if that makes me a target, then so be it."

"My! My! We got a brave one! That makes a hunt so much more interesting!"

Faye ignored Hyde's predatory sneer in her head. She had considered that what she had been doing has been hurting herself, but it was either have her be hurt, or kill people. She widened her eyes at his statement, and she could feel her heart ache. She warned him, "My persona isn't just some sadistic psychopath...She's dangerous. You're saying that you are perfectly ok with being a target to an animalistically minded predator! She's a monster,"

"Well that is one opinion." Archie stated optimistically. "My own personal opinion, however, remains unmoved since I have not yet met this other side of you, nor am I pushing to. Simply, I am offering you an ear and perhaps a shoulder if you should so need it." He paused, then continued. "Just think about it Faye."

Faye warned him, "Trust me...you do not want to meet her," She then said to him "Thank you Dr. Hopper. I will think about it,"
She then said "My name before the curse...was Dr. Heather Jekyll," After giving him her pre-curse name, she hung up on Dr. Hopper, before he could react. She then rubbed her face, and calmed herself down.

She then stood up and headed for the bathroom. She knew that she needed to make sure that she didn't look weak in front of the one person who was evenly matched against Hyde. After she had prepared herself, she grabbed the glowing green phaseolus vulgaris extract in the test tube, corked it, and hid it in her coat, sure that the concoction won't spill. She left the house three hours later, when night had fallen over Storybrooke.

*~*~*

Faye walked to Mr. Gold's house, looking carefully to see if anyone was following her, and she was looking to see if any of the lights in the house were lit. The entire victorian home was lit from the second story down, leaving only the balcony and attic on the third story completely dark. It was a strange sight, as usually only one or two lights would remain on at a time.

Mr. Gold had taken a quick break from poking fun at Belle's culinary skills in the 'new world' and stepped outside on the porch, pulling a cigerette from his inside suit jacket pocket and held it gingerly between his lips while he fished out a lighter from his pants pocket. He'd have to be extra cautious with leaving these lying around with Belle sharing his space now. With practiced precision, he had the end lit and had taken in a few drags before spotting Heather headed towards his home.

Faye saw him smoking from a cigarette, and she shook her head at him, before he caught sight of her. She thought to herself with sarcasm, "Way to take a doctor's diagnosis seriously," When she was close enough, she stopped and greeted Gold with a stoic, cold, and calm "Good evening, Mr. Gold,"

Mr. Gold promptly raised an eyebrow at her, but gave nothing more of a greeting before nudging his head in the direction of the stone pathway that would take them around the house. Without even so much as waiting to see if she followed, Mr. Gold limped down the stairs and onto the path that would take him straight to the basement entrance.

Faye followed Mr. Gold to the basement, not saying a word as she walked down the stairs and into the basement. He allowed her to go first, finishing his cigerette and stomping it out with his shoe before following after her a few moments later. Faye turned on the lightbulb above them so they could see what they were doing. She carefully looked at the chemicals that were on the table and she looked to Mr. Gold.

"Remind me why I'm doing this again, I'm rather busy with another project." He said after a long, uncomfortable silence, his eyes glancing over to the alchemy table where he had started his work that morning.

After the failed attempt earlier that afternoon, he got in a quick nap to keep Belle from fussing over him but twenty minutes and a cup of tea later he was back at work, starting from scratch. The only other break he had taken that day was when Belle had come down to ask what she should prepare for dinner. After a quick argument in the house over the subject matter of Belle no longer being his caretaker, and she of course being stubborn in turn ignored his protests and began to cook dinner anyway. It was then that he had a strong urge to smoke, and quietly slipped outside after kissing Belle tenderly on her forehead as her hands were wrist deep in ground beef.

Faye crossed her arms and she answered his request with a raised eyebrow, "Because you promised to help me in return for helping Belle get acquainted with Storybrooke and helping her get new clothes,"

Mr. Gold snorted, heading over to his alchemy table and muttering something about 'your kind to do it out of being nice' as he ran his hands over two different vials of liquid before plucking one from its stand and using an eye dropper to add two drops of the black liquid to the larger, slowly boiling beaker over the bunsen burner.

She then asked "What other project are you working on?"

After he had applied the drops, he placed the smaller test tube back on its holder before looking up at Heather.

"What is it you need my help in magic for?" He asked, ignoring her question alltogether. "After your other self broke our last deal for this favor, and with how quiet Storybrooke has been lately, I'm not too eager to bring your Henry back."

"Because, one: you promised with the new deal you made with me, which I've kept my end. Two: I'm a scientist, and the only magic I know is what you've taught me before the curse, and they don't include portals. Lastly..." She smiled cleverly at him and she asked "Who's to say what I have, wouldn't be of any help to your...other project?"

"Ah, so it's a portal you want is it? Well I'm sorry to tell you dearie, I spent a dozen lifetimes trying to create one. It can't be done."

"It's not a portal I want. I told you, I want to bring Henry, Mary Margaret, and Knox back if they're alive," Heather corrected him.

"Which would require a portal." Mr. Gold replied acidly.

She then pulled out the test tube and she asked "Did your previous attempts at creating portals include using this?" She showed him the shining green concoction and she explained, "This compound is Phaseolus Vulgaris extract. Bean extract. And I don't think I need to tell you what's causing it to glow, I think you can already tell,"

At the mention of the bean extract, the pawnbroker's attention was piqued slightly. Stepping aside from his alchemy table, he snatched the vial away from her and held the tube up to the light, examining the contents.

"Now where would they have gotten a magic bean?" He asked more out loud to himself than to Heather. He lowered the test tube back down and waved his hand over the top, watching the neon green fade into something more tolerable to look at before holding it back up to the light once more, watching the small, darker specs of matter floating around within the green liquid.

"I'm afraid I've only the one answer for you dearie." He said handing the tube back to her. "As you're not from this world, or mine, I'll indulge you in a little lesson. Magic beans, grown by the giants of The Enchanted Forest... it was rumored that there were none left in my land. Many, many years ago, far before my existance and when the giants were all too common, the humans had learnt about the beans and were quick to turn to greed and wage war, for what could stop a man who could travel to any land he wished so long as he only thought about it? This war... it went on for centuries, but the humans emerged victorious and brought home the beans for themselves. Portal jumping became quite the leisurely activity for the common people, and the existance of the twelve realms came to be but as the multitude of The Enchanted Forest had been spread all across time and space, not one of them realized that once the beans were gone, they were gone for good... they could not come back.

"With the giants now all but gone, and without a single stock growing, the beans have become quite the rarity. It is curious as to how your Henry came by one, it's even more curious that he had decided to use it now and leave you behind." Mr. Gold paused, gauging Heather's reaction before adding in the poison to his comment. "You might want to stop and reconsider your... relationship-"

"You watch what you're saying!" Heather couldn't help but hiss out quietly. She knew what he was insinuating, and she glared at him, while her jaw clenched. Her lips were open in a slight snarl, almost allowing Gold to see her teeth...sharpen? She may have felt sadness and despair when Hyde told her this...but when Gold said it, it seemed to bring out an anger that Heather had attempted to bury for so long.

"Whatever land he has thought of, whatever land he has travelled to... he won't be coming back, not without another bean, and let me tell you dearie, in my many centuries of portal searching, I have only come by two in my lifetime." He quickly gestured towards the vial, unperturbed by Heather's anger towards him. "Well, two and a half."

She snarled lightly, "Well, if that counts as half, I can get more. I certainly know how to get more of that extract, and where if that is the problem," The hand that wasn't holding the vial full of extract, clenched itself into a tight self as an attempt to keep herself from lashing out at Gold.

A smile curled over his lips, finding something in Faye's words amusing.

"That's not how it works dearie. Once a bean has been activated, it can not be reused, no matter how much magic or science you put into it. There isn't enough power in the world to resurrect what you have managed to collect in a bottle. Snow White, is gone. Knox. Is gone. Henry. Is. Gone!" He was snarling now, having lost his patience somewhere along the way while he was speaking through tightly clenched teeth, a glint in his eye alluding that there was more to his words than what he was just saying to the good doctor. "He left you Heather, he abandoned you. And he's not coming back."

Heather was visibly shaking as her anger seemed to grow, and she spoke as he snarled his poisonous words "ShutupshutupshutupshutupSHUTUPSHUTUPSHUTUPSHUUUUUUTUUUUUUP!!!"
She then raised her hand to slap him hard across the face, but with the reflexes that were entirely inhuman his hand closed down hard on her wrist, keeping her hand there a few inches from his face.

"Careful... who you upset... dearie. You're not the only one... with an inner demon here..." Mr. Gold whispered out harshly, a menacing warning.

Heather winced at the painful grip Gold had on her wrist, coupled with the stings on the strange burns that appeared on her arm and wrist. However, she kept her glare, and she hissed "You should heed that warning as well, Gold," She then move to tug her wrist out of his grip, before he completely cut off circulation and made her hand numb.

Puzzled, Mr. Gold's expression faded from raging to confused as she winced. He wasn't applying near enough pressure to illicit such a reaction, it was then that he quickly realized that there was more going on here than he knew. Ignoring her warning without regard, he held fast to her wrist when she tried to wrench away and then used his opposite hand (dropping his cane without concern in the process) and pushed up the sleeve of her long-sleeved shirt and doctor's coat, finding her wrist covered in blisters and burns.

Eyes piercing on her marred flesh, his dark brown eyes eased up onto her own brown eyes. Brown... five years he had known Heather and her cursed counterpart Faye, he was sure that her eyes were blue. Names and faces were his trade, so the slight alteration caught him off guard. He released his grip on Faye immediately, staggering backwards forgetting that he had dropped his cane and no longer had the support he had grown accustomed to.

"What aren't you telling me?" He asked quietly, glancing back down at her wrist to ensure she knew what he was talking about as he bought himself time to think. Hyde had brown eyes, of that he was sure since he had conversed with the woman enough to know. It could be that Mr. Gold had just caught Heather on the verge of a change, he had never seen the change take place before, he was sure no one other than herself had ever witnessed it, and the pressing thoughts on his wheeling mind were immediately discarded.

Faye looked at him, calming down somewhat, when his face seemed to lose the rage and have it replaced by confusion. She looked at him in the eyes, and when he staggered back she had her arm fall back to her side. She raised an eyebrow at his quiet question and after he nodded back to her arm, she answered "The burns? They appeared after I had a nightmare. Why are you interested in these burns?"

It didn't make sense to her. Mr. Gold certainly wasn't a man who cared about others' well beings like she did. And she certainly didn't see a connection between her burns and her problem as of now.

"Because they're permeating with dark magic." Mr. Gold replied simply, keeping his voice even and calm despite the roaring turmoil taking place in his chest.

Faye blinked at his answer, and she knew that if someone tried to use dark magic on her, Hyde would've taken over and it would've prevented her from getting hurt...she then recalled that she had been placed under a sleeping curse before she remembered who she was.

She asked Gold with great suspicion in her voice, "Is the nightmare that gave me these burns some kind of after-effect of the sleeping curse?"

A muscle in Mr. Gold's eyebrow twitched before he moved himself past Heather to collect his cane and made his way slowly back over to the alchemy table he had been working on earlier.

"What did you see? In this nightmare?" He asked.

Faye looked at him somewhat like he had just grown a third head, and she answered him, "Some kind of room lit in flames. There were...dark figures, people, beyond the walls of fire,"

A sharp exhale came through his nose, as if he were expecting another answer and disappointed with the one she had given him. He said nothing for a few moments, only letting his hands tinker around the various glass vials on the table in front of him before finally breaking the silence.

"You were put under a sleeping curse, a curse only breakable by true love's kiss. It's uncommon, though not unheard of, for the victim to travel back to the fade where their spirit had gone while under the curse, since they aren't supposed to be able to return." He explained. "It seems, you're suffering quite the side effects... better prescribe yourself something there doctor." Though there was humor in his words, it lacked severely in his tone.

She listened to his explanation, and she rolled her eyes at the humorless joke. After he made the joke, she commented "Right...How long does this 'side effect' last?" She had noticed that he was expecting a different answer and was disappointed with the one she got, but she didn't ask about it...at least not yet.

"I'm afraid I don't have that answer." Mr. Gold replied, sounding rather upset at his lack of knowledge on the subject. "And unfortunately for you, the only other person who might have your answer is with Henry."

Faye sighed and commented "Mary Margaret..." in understanding. She then said "Well, I don't see any more reason to stay. I bid you adieu, Gold," She then started walking up the stairs, and she soon saw Belle there. From Belle's look, Faye could tell that Belle heard and saw a large part of the meeting that took place.

She sighed out loud "Belle...you really got to stop eavesdropping. It's gonna get you into a lot of trouble someday,"
Belle answered "Well, I honestly came to let Rumpel know that dinner's ready..."
Faye answered "Ah...Well, I'll leave you two be,"
Belle started to offer, "But...wouldn't you like to-"
"No! No thank you, Belle. Thank you for the offer though. I'll see you later," Faye rejected quickly, before she walked away and headed home.

Belle looked to Rumpel and said "Rumpel...Dinner's ready,"

Belle's call to him seemed to be far away, only a light buzzing in his ear as he watched Heather leave his basement, a sinking feeling pitting in his stomach.

"I'm not hungry." Mr. Gold replied long enough for Belle to be sure he hadn't heard her. Tearing his eyes from the door, he turned his back to Belle and hunched over the worktable, keeping his eyes on his work and pushing everything and everyone else out.

Once Upon a Time...

*~*~*Collaboration between YoshiSkittlez and GuardianAngelHaruki*~*~*

Faye and Belle were walking past the diner again on their way back to Mr. Gold's house, talking amongst themselves about the previous Miner's Day. Both Faye and Belle were laughing after the good doctor had described Henry, the town, and the dunk tank.

Belle asked as she gasped for air from laughing, "Granny really put up a sign like that?"

Faye answered as she wiped a tear of laughter from her eyes "Yes she did! And quite frankly I couldn't blame her,"

Immediatly catching the attention of a particular doctor through their excessive laughter, Dr. Whale hurriedly gulped down the rest of his coffee (ignoring the dull pain of burning the tip of his tongue), paid the old woman and dashed out of the diner. Craning his neck a bit to make sure he hadn't lost sight of his affections, Dr. Whale made a point to smooth down his hair before calling out to Faye.

"Jekyll! Dr. Jekyll! HEATHER!"

Faye's mirth seemed to fade when she heard Dr. Whale call out to her. Belle looked towards the voice out of curiosity and confusion, and she saw the man in a white coat like Faye's looking towards them.

Faye on the other hand didn't turn to face him. She dreaded speaking with the man, knowing that he may say something offensive and that would mean that she could turn into Hyde if she got too angry with him. As much as she would love to ignore him, she knew that he was the one who told her if something important happened at the hospital.

She told Belle "Can you wait here Belle? I better go see what he wants..." Belle blinked in confusion and she asked "Huh? Why?" Faye only answered her in return "Don't ask," as she turned and walked to him, with a serious and cold look on her face.

She reached him and she asked him, "What is it, Frankenstein?"

Belle seemed to ignore Faye's request, because she jogged up to stand right behind Faye and listen in out of curiosity.

Victor looked more than pleased with himself as he watched Heather turn to heed his call. Stuffing his hands into his lab coat pockets as he waited for her to get closer, his beady eyes continued to bounce between Heather and the other girl he hadn't yet had the pleasure of meeting. Absentmindedly licking his lips watching the beauty follow after Heather, his misguided thoughts were brought back to Heather as she addressed him callously.

"You know, you can just call me Victor. Have we not been through enough together to not be on a first-name basis?" His eyes couldn't help but to wander to the brunette beauty behind her, and took a moment to eye her up and down appreciatively. "I dont think we've met," he observed hiding no shame in his undressing stare. "Those bags look a little heavy darlin', would it be too much to ask if a gentleman such as myself offered to aid you in bringing them home for you?" he asked with an air of romanticism in his voice, all the while stooping down in a graceful bow.

Heather raised an eyebrow while she crossed her arms when he asked his question and beamed as though things were going to go his way. She didn't answer when she saw Frankenstein staring lustfully at someone behind her, and she saw that that person was Belle. Suppressing a groan and chastisement towards Belle, she rolled her eyes at Frankenstein when he tried woo Belle.

Belle who had been caught by surprise, started to stutter out a response, but Faye interrupted with her voice dripping honey-like venom, "Thank you for your offer, Dr. Frankenstein. But I'm sure Mr. Gold and I are capable of helping her carry the extra weight,"

At the mention of Mr. Gold, Dr. Whale came out of his bow with a pompous snort, letting his eyes return to Heather once again. "As if that rat bastard has ever even so much as raised an eyebrow in the direction of someone who needed any help." He remarked bitterly, unafraid to show his true feelings towards the pawnbroker. "You may not want my help Heather, but dont speak for the doe-eyed angel of perfection behind you." His otherwise snappy demeanor changed when he looked back to Belle. "I never did catch your name." He said with a friendly smile.

Heather smirked at the fact that she knew more than Frankenstein did in that moment, and after he snapped at her, she commented "Your funeral!"

Belle glared at Dr. Frankenstein, seeing clearly why Faye didn't like him...or at least partially why. She said to him shortly, "Belle. And thank you, but I must respectfully decline your offer," She said the word respectfully as though to warn Whale that he is on very thin ice with her.

Faye couldn't help but smile with a bit of pride for her, as Belle said no to Frankenstein.

Victor raised an eyebrow in confusion towards Heather's remark. Just what the hell did she mean by that? His confused complexion eased into something more scrutinizing as Belle spoke, unable to grasp what the big deal was. "I'm only offering you help. You would be respectful to allow me to do so." he said through clenched teeth. Not often enough was Dr. Whale turned down, causing his temper to rise just a bit as he reached his hand out to take the bags from her.

Before even Faye knew what she was doing, her hand shot out and grabbed Frankenstein's wrist before he could even grab the bags from her, and her hand squeezed tightly, digging her nails into his skin.

Belle had stepped back when she saw Frankenstein reached his hand out towards her. She was thankful that Faye was there.

Faye raised Frankenstein's hand up to his face, finding great strength from her dark side (and yet not turning into her), and she said to him in an eerily calm voice, "Frankenstein. I highly recommend being a proper gentleman, and obey her request. After all, when a lady says no, she means it. After all, what would Mr. Gold think, and do to you, if he sees you with his lover?"

Belle couldn't help but blush when Faye addressed Belle as Mr. Gold's lover.

Immediately Victor tried wrenching his hand from Heather's grip, not at all afraid of her, he had known her far too long for that. But at the newest revelation, his face drained of all color and felt his jaw going slack, "You're lying... no one would willingly..." he couldnt finish that sentence, and his voice left an air of disbelief of his own words. His eyes moved to Belle again, finally able to get his arm free and said again, though this time to Belle "She's lying..." in hopes that Belle could ease the sickness of fear in his stomach.

Belle seemed to smile a bit and she said "Actually, she's telling the truth,"

Wide eyed in realization of the huge mistake he had just made, Victor nearly tripped on his own two feet as he spun around, while Faye let go of his wrist, to head in the opposite direction. The last thing he needed was the wrath of the most powerful man in Storybrooke and most powerful sorcerer in all the realms on him.

Faye couldn't help but laugh as she watched Victor run and trip over his own two feet, as though he was fleeing for his life. Belle on the other hand, just simply watched him run.

The good doctor didn't stop laughing until Victor was gone, and Belle asked after she calmed down "Who was that guy?" Faye answered "Victor Frankenstein. A male chauvinist, and an enemy of mine. Well, I'm sure he won't be bothering you from this point on," She then started leading the way again, and she said to Belle "Come on," Belle nodded and followed Faye.