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“I get jealous because I’m afraid someone is going to make you happier then I do”

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It was dark. Rain poured down on the quaint little town of Storybrooke main that night in February. Adrian Gold was curled up in his bed the old book in his lap, the heavy breathing of the body next to him could be herd through the howls of the winds that whipped outside in the storm. His hands moving over the thin weathered and old pages of the leather bound book. It was an interesting read, full of old ancient texts. She would have loved it, gods she would have loved it. He could just imagine her face lighting up with joy when she touched it, all excited and going on and on about the content inside. Shaky hands moved away from the book to the bed side table, he opened the drawer slowly and pulled out the small golden box that lay inside. Sitting back upright, he opened it.

The golden heart locket gleamed in the faint light of the bedroom. Did he dare open it? was living in the past really the best thing for him right now? he sighed and picked it up anyways. He remembered giving it to her the smile on her face when she opened it. Oh gods he loved her smile, he would have given anything to see it just one more time. To hear her voice. So wrapped up in his on misery he forgot what today’s date was, well almost.

Twenty - two years ago to the day, Isabelle, his Belle was taken from him. They met when they were only 18 years of age, hitting it off right away. He was a history major she was in the advanced literature program. They weren’t an odd pair, but people still talked, talked about how she could do much better then lame old Dorian Chandler. But despite it all she remained by him, rumours mattered not to his Belle, as long as they were together.

They lasted through the ups and downs, the death of her father he was there for her. When his mother past away she was there for him. They were each others beast friend, their one true match and soulmate. It was of no surprise to anyone they knew when he popped the question. They were twenty- three when that finally happened. Many people wondered why they waited so long, it was as simple as things were rough and they needed to deal with life before having time for themselves. They were engaged to be married and life couldn’t have been better.

They moved to her town, a little backlot off the map. It was quaint, but they didn’t need big or fancy, just each other. But alas their happiness was not meant to be, for three days shy of their planned wedding date, Isabelle was taken from him.

He was sitting at home, in their little run down apartment, he worked at the local university she the town librarian. It was the night of her bachalorette party, her friends had taken her out to some country club out of town. Dorian being the over protective man he was didn’t want her going so far. He got into a argument with her before she left in a huff storming off to her car. He had every intention of apologizing to her when she got home, but he was never given his chance.

He knew these things went late, but Belle was one to sleep a little early so he excepted her back by 1am at the latest. When she didn’t arrive by 2am Dorian started to panic and dialled her phone at least 5 times every 2 minutes. By 4am he was ready to call the police when he got a phone call from the land line.

Lighting was striking outside, the flashes flaring across the sky as he picked up the phone. Only a few words were spoken before the receiver slipped from his fingers and clattered onto the floor. He could hear the lighting strike again at that moment as his feet gave way and he crumbled to the floor. The officers voice echoing out of the receiver as the winds blew fiercely outside in the night.

Dorian wasn’t sure how long he was on the floor for. He was still and all that could be herd was the outside storm. No it wasn’t real it wasn’t true, she was alive and she was coming home to him. It was all a dream which he would wake up from and Isabelle would be right next to him. Tears slipped down his cheeks when he noticed the gleaming glitter of gold on the coffee table. Her locket, she never went anywhere without it, never even took it off since he gave it too her. She must have been mad at him. mad enough to take that off.

Gods she was dead and not only that she was angry with him. The crying came faster now and his heart ached as the lights flickered inside, the storm now beginning to affect the power. He didn’t have much time before the roads would be un able to be driven on. Dorian rushed to the bedroom and packed himself a bag of essentials leaving anything to do with Belle behind. He was rounding out to the main entrance when he saw the locket again. Did he dare pick it up, did he? quick thinking he stuffed it into his pocket and ran out into the night. He jumped into his car and drove and he drove until he was miles past Storybrooke away from her and all her memory.

Fifteen years later he had cleaned himself up by then. He was living in Manhattan at the time, he had gone back to school got a law degree and now had his own firm. He no longer went by Dorian Chandler, Dorian couldn’t live, not without her. He was now Adrian Gold cynical, typical manhattan asshole. People were careful not to step on toes around him.

Adrian did his best to forget her and that quaint little town in maine. But fate had other ideas for he was called there to be offered a case. Going back was the last thing he wanted but maybe facing his past was for the best, might make him feel better.

What he didn’t expect was to never want to leave when he got back. Her name was Zelena Mills the mayors half sister. She was a very charming young women, and slowly wormed her way into his heart. After years of being alone, Adrian though perhaps it was time to let some love back into his life. Thats what Belle would have wanted he was sure of that.

So he stayed and a it only took one year before he knew where he belonged. He packed up everything in Manhattan and moved back to Storybrooke and married Zelena. Adrian opened a pawnshop and started a simple life. He bough him and his wife a rather elaborate house, he would only give her the best that she deserved.

That was ten years go. Bringing them full circle, twenty two years after Belles death. He opened the locket carefully and looked inside. There they were sitting on the steps of the university, her arms wrapped around him, his face in her neck. That was the only picture he had left of her, he had left everything behind when he hightailed it out of town the first time. A tear fell down his check and splashed on the pages of the book.

“Oh Belle, what would I give to see you again, one last time. I hope you can forgive me sweetheart” he sobbed, his voice quite among the outside winds. And the unthinkable happened, the window burst open and a gust of wind blew into the room turing the page of his book rapidly. It stopped suddenly on a particular page, and suddenly was unable to turn the pages anymore.

Curiously he examined the page. It looked like an old latin chant of some kind. He read the words to himself quietly among the storm.

“Hec enim atria, et moliuntur fraudes spiritus vocis sono, et educeres de conclusione praeteritum nunc damnatorum. Ut una nocte et die operantes, promissiones et emen fieri. Reducam restituere perdita vitae necisque statera emendare et restituere”

For a few moments everything stood still and then the lighting struck the ground. The rain poured down and the wind blew louder and louder. What the hell did he just do?

And then he saw her. He would have been an idiot not to know it was her. She was dressed the same way she was that day. Her hair all done up, and looking as perfect as the day he last saw her. Good god his mind was playing tricks on him. He turned away from the window not wanting to look at the sight anymore.

But he couldn’t help but turn back but when he did her face was pressed against the glass, bright blue eyes staring at him. He threw down the book in fright, oh god he wasn’t going insane was he. And then she took off running, past the yard and into the night.

He stood there for a few moments. Did he dare go after a vision of his madness? He had lost her once and he was not going to lose her again. Adrian scrambled out of bed and headed for the door he was down the stairs and out into the yard as quick as he could.

There was a glowing trial left in her wake. This was definitely real, what the hell was happening here. He knew she was dead he never saw the body but he knew. He saw the pictures, he even visited her grave once upon his return. How in gods name was she back here? she was dead and gone?

Talking a deep breathe he ran after her. He wanted answers and maybe Belle had them.

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Jillian hadn’t been paying any attention to the count down on her wrist that seemed to be eternally counting down to something she assumed would never really happen. Hell at this point she thought it was counting down to her death. So she gave it no mind as she headed into the woods of Storybrooke after breaking away from the rest of the search party who had met in the middle of town. As far as she knew, The Wicked Witch was here in town and they had to find her. She hadn’t been told directly, but she over heard Regina and The Charmings talking about how it was a possibilty that this witch had Gold locked away somewhere. And if she could find him, then she would. She wasn/t just gonna wait around for him to be found like her sister was. She wasn’t the waiting around type, she was the type who got up and did something about it.

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So she was pushing on through the night in the forest, flash light looking around at the world in front of her. But as the kept having to shake the flash light as it flickered, smacking it softly. She looked up suddenly when she heard the crunching of leaves and reached for her sword. But in the midst of reaching for the sword she fell over the long root of a tree and the flash light fell. When she looked up to where the light from the flash light led she followed the light to see a black boot, her heart stopping as she looked up to see bright blue eyes.

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“Well I certainly wouldn’t havefigured that out on my owndearie. Congratulations onpointing out the impossible”

#wickedandgreen #convo : I never would have guess #v; if I do it first #{ sometime after neals death }#{ and hes a sarcastic bitch omg }

Threads With Ava <3

We are bursting ideas out like no ones business here so I had to reblog

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Current :

A New Day Dawns - post 4B AU

The Other Side - Post 4A AU

Far From a Fairytale - Cursed Asylum AU

Never A Bride - 27 Dresses AU

Without You - NYC Assistant AU

You Can’t Fool Me - 4x14 AU

Planned :

Beauty & The Beast - Disney Style - Banner & Starter, Cally

Laws Of Attraction - Lawyer AU

Hear Your Beating Heart - Divergent AU - Starter, Ava

Hotel AU

Pride and Prejudice AU - Banner Cally, - Starter, Ava

Enchanted AU

Age of Adeline Au

Psycho AU

Once Upon a Burlesque

GoldenLace AU - Gold falls in love with her after belle dies sister not knowing she is belles sister

Corrupting Innocence

Casablanca AU - banner, Ava, - Starter, Cally

Remember Me Au - Starter, Ava

Princess Belle and Spinner Rum

GoldenLace implied/ Rumbelle - Lacey and Belle pull a switch so Belle can fix Lacey’s marriage.

NottingHill AU

Neverland memory loss AU

True Loves Kiss AU

Titanic AU - Banner & Starter Cally

Dejavu Au (x)

Belle goes to Rumple in NYC during his time in the hospital (x)

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Current

Spell Bound - Harry Potter AU

Memes x 3?

Sick Gold

Planned

Time Travel, Spinner Rumple AU (x)

Cursed WickedGold AU (x)

Nurse & Doctor AU

Friends who raise a kid together (x)

Joint WickedGold & Rumbelle

Resurrection AU - Banner Ava, - Starter, Cally

#;master lists #wickedandgreen #valorousbeauty

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I’M SORRY I SOUND SO AWFUL

#;cally talks about people #wickedandgreen

Curiously he examined the page. It looked like an old latin chant of some kind. He read the words to himself quietly among the storm.

For a few moments everything stood still and then the lighting struck the ground. The rain poured down and the wind blew louder and louder. What the hell did he just do?

Talking a deep breathe he ran after her. He wanted answers and maybe Belle had them.

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