Traces of Gold : Chapter 2 (Complete)
Traces of Gold
Chapter 2
Mr Gold believes Regina has set him up, Ruby reveals she remembers something.
Detailed summary: Mr Gold, while in jail, is visited by a seething Mayor who brings him news of a son. In Fairy Tale Land Rumplestiltskin is grieving the loss of Belle and takes on a new girl. Pairings in this chapter (whether explicit or implied): RumplestiltskinxBelle, RumplestiltskinxGoldilocks, RumplestiltskinxRed Riding Hood, Rumplestiltskin and Ariel, Emma and Mr Gold (Main Pairing).
AU: This is a story originally published and meant for Tumblr, short parts of chapters are tumbled. Each part is either in FTL or in Storybrooke.
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Chapter 2
2.0
AU: My apologies for the very short size of this. Rating will go up next chapter.
Warnings: None
Characters: Henry, Emma, Mr Gold
The sheriff saw the boutique at her right and knew the jewelry shop would be next. Just a few paces to the station. The boy trotting by her side carried a large impish smile as his hands dug deep into his pockets. His brown eyes were cast on the floor but his smile never faded.
"Then I can give him a card and draw a bunny on it. Do you think that'd work? Or a formula 1 racing car, that'd be cool. Or a bunny riding such a car, as in the fairy tales."
"Yeah kid, whatever." Emma was nervous, her hands trapped underneath her armpits as they reached the sheriff's office. She opened the door and knew Mr Gold, who was still trapped inside was able to hear them.
The man perked on his seat at the sound of a key turning and pricked up his ears.
"Look, little Josh is just a baby." She tried to explain her son. "He'll be glad with any kind of picture. Don't worry, it's the gesture."
Henry's smile remained the same. It were his eyes which betrayed his relief. "Thank you, Emma. I can't wait to see them again. He's so sweet."
Mr Gold could hear how Emma was patting the boy's hair and silently wondered why she didn't take him inside. He glanced at the hallway in the hopes he'd see Henry come in, but his hopes were in vain.
"I'll see you tomorrow, Emma."
"Sure kid." She smiled and watched Henry go. Something wasn't quite right here. She could feel it. Some nasty feeling in the pit of her stomach that swirled and curled and could only be eased if she had answers.
Emma entered the office and placed her lunch bag on her desk without as much as glancing at Mr Gold behind the bars. "I went to see her, Amber, and the baby." She started unpacking her handbag.
Silence filled the room as Mr Gold awaited for her to continue. When she didn't he merely cocked his head at her. She caught his glance and clicked her tongue. "With Henry." She sounded tired and not interested, which, Gold instinctively knew, meant that she was eager to tell him something. But he probably had to beg for it.
"How nice." He commented dryly, edging closer to the bars.
"Not really." Emma replied, her jaw clenching as she pensively came to stand in front of him.
"Did you know Henry's eyes are exactly like those of Amber's baby?" She stared at him, their eyes locking. Mr Gold said nothing.
2.1
Warnings: Adult material! Dark, Rated Mature
Characters: Rumplestiltskin, Goldilocks
Within an instant she was on her back, her skirts lifted by the horrible beast who tried to be a man. Goldilocks was on the cold floor with her master on top. The man's claws were digging into her hips, tearing at her skin as she cried out and tried to push him away. He was hissing at her like a snake and then his tongue found her cheek and started licking her, teasing her with the wet appendage.
The head of his manhood was resting against her core, rubbing slightly as he moved on top of her. Then, without a warning, he broke through, having her cry out in pain as he filled her fully, entering her balls deep and taking her virginity. She tried to lean on one elbow, the other arm covering her tear-stained face as she tried to crawl away from his sight. But he kept her well-positioned with his hands on her waist as he started thrusting.
His low panting and guttural sounds started to arouse her and soon wet sounds filled the room. She was silent while he groaned. His hips kept meeting hers and she bit her lip as the a warm feeling inside of her nether regions started to grow. She was building towards an orgasm, a thing he granted her only after he had come deep inside, but kept thrusting. She shuddered around him, her tight walls clenching his cock until he was all hard again and came a second time. Then, breathing heavily in her ear, he pushed himself off of her and dusted his clothes. Without a word he left her on the floor.
Goldilocks blamed herself that day. She blamed herself of betraying Belle who had so kindly let her in. She knew the man who held her imprisoned had very strong feelings for the girl and that alone made the thought he was using her as his fuck toy even more unbearable.
"He should be with Belle." She muttered to herself as she rocked herself back and forth before falling asleep each night. The encounters became more frequent. Though she had tried to avoid the golden creature and be as little involved with him as possible he came to seek her out more and more often. He wasn't angry anymore when he took her, whether against a wall, a cold floor, on the table between the cups of tea or against the bookcases Belle had enjoyed reading from. He started talking more and more to her as well, but refused to let her mentioned the girl who had been taken from his life. As a result, Goldilocks found herself unable to tell him that Belle hadn't committed suicide, and it stung her heart. At the same time Rumplestiltskin never spoke of her nor did he mention the family he had lost. His chats were about politics, about trades, about anecdotes and things he found amazing or funny. They laughed more, and she brought him tea more. And eventually she had to acknowledge they were warming up to one another.
"Sir?" Goldilocks asked him one day when he had grabbed her by the hand and tugged her towards the doors that lend access to his castle. She was confused when he placed a cloak around her shoulders and let her outside into the fresh air. For a moment she was overwhelmed, having been locked up inside his house for months on end, and had to shield her eyes from the blanching sun.
He took her into his garden. They would not go far that day, and sat her down. Then started to giggle as he asked her help at picking apples from one of his trees. She hadn't felt this free and happy since months and gladly helped him. He quickly gave up though and started spinning his straw, the wheel having magically appeared outside on the field. Goldilocks sat down with the apples she had collected on a blanket which he had brought for her, and folded her arms in front of her chest. Her fingers grazed the sides of her cloak as to confirm she was still wearing it. It had not been a dream. This was real.
She smiled broadly at her master as he enjoyed himself, and watched in silence while she enjoyed the warm sun on her skin.
His bright eyes darkened each time as he glanced at her.
The sun was setting.
Rumplestiltskin glanced contently at her again when he first saw it. "You were right." He mused with a crooked smile as he watched her in the light of the setting sun. "Your hair does look golden."
2.2
Warnings: None
Characters: Emma, Mr Gold, Ruby
"We shall go and see the doctor now."
Mr Gold shifted uncomfortably on the bench. His hand rested in his hair and his eyes were glued to the floor as he waited for Emma to come and get him. Apparently Dr Whale was too darn busy to come to 'prison' and so they had to go to the hospital. Then again it might have been the blonde's doing as she didn't seem to be scared about him trying to escape. He'd noticed how she never even locked his cell.
He just couldn't get his head round it. There was no way he would have assaulted a teenager during his time in Storybrooke. There just wasn't. As he counted back the months he knew that if this wasn't all some trick by the Evil Queen the girl would have conceived before the spell had been cast. Pregnant for 28 years, a horrible thought. He swallowed as he remembered Cinderella and her baby. The girl had been sick and tired each day for the past 28 years. If that couldn't be called a curse he didn't know what could.
Running his hand past his face he thought of all the girls he had and became nervous. Regina was toying with him, he was certain now. Unless she'd erased part of his memories there was just no possibility that this child was his, and he calmed down at the thought of it.
"I know you must, Emma, but can't I just please see him? Please?"
Mr Gold turned his head slightly. He couldn't see them but knew that Ruby was doing her best to enter the sheriff's office despite the blonde's complains. Finally she gave in though, and he could hear her annoyed sigh and defeated voice. "Fine, I'll give you 5 minutes while I get the car."
"Make it ten?" He could hear Ruby say.
Emma grumbled. "Fine, fifteen. I'm going to get some lunch and fill my time."
Ruby appeared in front of him with a big smile on her face and her eyes twinkling. "She gave us a quarter of an hour." She happily said, touching the bars. "Imagine what we could do in it."
Mr Gold looked up at her and admired her red woolen hat and fingerless gloves. As he hadn't been outside for the past day he had forgotten the weather had been cold and dreary. "A lot." He huskily replied. "But I'm afraid my libido has suffered under all of this." He gestured with his hands as he apologized.
Ruby laughed. "I'm still surprised by the things you can do at your age." At which he grumbled and she snickered. "I know, you're not that old." Her hand reached through the prison bars and ruffled his hair which made him give her a sheepish smile.
"This must have been a blow to you. "
"More to you." Ruby said, gripping the bars again as she licked her lips and studied him. "You're the one behind bars."
"From my point of view you are." He retorted with a grin.
She winked at him and hummed.
"Anyway, I don't know what's going on yet. As far as I know this could be one of Regina's evil little schemes to get even with me. She might have hired some girl or, I don't know, bribed her to get me into trouble." He looked aside as he rasped. His accent very much present. "If it is true I should say I'm sorry."
Ruby stilled him by placing her fingers against his lips. "Don't. I've gotten used to the idea of you having another."
This all startled Mr Gold who, once her fingers had left his lips, looked at her with confused eyes. "How do you mean?"
"Ever since you told me you had a child I started to get used to the idea of having to share you."
Mr Gold bit his cheek and gave her a stony glare. "That son's dead."
"Yes, and so is your wife. But I figured… there might be another one. I know how you glance at other women. Take Emma, for instance."
Mr Gold glared coldly at her and she felt the need to explain while making her retreat. Apparently she'd gone too far, taken too much liberty in the way she'd been addressing him. After all he was being accused of something he might not even have done. Though Ruby clearly wasn't certain what to believe.
"Well, remember that time you came to me to tell me about that girl that went missing." Ruby frowned deeply, trying her hardest to recall the exact memory. All she could see were vague fragments of a man similar to Gold, with his voice, telling her that she'd gone and the pain she'd felt at hearing he cared so much about another. Ever since that moment she'd acquainted herself with the idea of Mr Gold loving another. If only she could recall properly, but the memory remained a blur and she shook it off.
"You might not but I do. I hardened myself after that. I fantasized what life would be like if you had another wife again and another child. I think, I wouldn't even mind, so long as you'd be treating me the way you do now."
She cocked her head, resting it against one of the cool bars.
"Couldn't this be that girl?"
Her suggestion was like a sharp arrow to his heart and his jaw set as he looked away. "Perhaps." Belle was dead. He bit on his thumb while he pondered what to say next, but opted not to reveal this bit of information to the waitress who held him company.
"I hope she is." Ruby said, a small smile tugging her lips. "If so I'd like to meet her. I wouldn't mind a threesome once."
Mr Gold coughed and gripped the bars, rising from his bench, but Ruby was already hopping away. She only stopped short to glance at him from over her shoulder and wink. "You know I like to experiment."
The man cursed her and accidently opened the door to his cell as he tried to support his own weight. It seemed Emma had never locked it. The result was he cursed again and quickly closed the cell door just in time to hear Emma's mocking remark.
"Eager to lock yourself up, Mr Gold?" She opened the door again and waited for him to step out. Once he had his cane in his hand he strolled past her, tall and dignified, and could clearly hear a snicker escape her lips.
"I knew you wouldn't run." She commented.
"Seems to me like a hard thing to do for a man with a gimp."
2.3
Warnings: None
Characters: Rumplestiltskin, Ariel
He watched the mermaid as she curled her tail. She rested her chin on her hands and stared at him with her huge eyes, almost as big as his but less animalistic. Her lips curled into a smile. "So it is true?" She piped. "You came to ask the help of a mermaid."
Rumplestiltskin sat hunched at the waterside and chortled, revealing his nicely unkempt teeth in the action. "Well, we made a deal once before and I figured you might want one again."
Ariel's eyes lit up. "You want to give me a second chance?" The imp smirked deviously at her. "If you want to see it that way."
"Well, your spell was faulty." The mermaid yawned, at which the imp frowned deeply.
"There was nothing wrong with our former agreement. I gave you the thing you asked and you promised me your first-born in return. I still hold you to that."
The mermaid rolled her eyes. "Yes, except you forget the fact you /killed/ Ursula and took her place, I got my legs, I met my prince, Regina made me a better offer and we all know what happened next."
The imp snorted. "You had her undo my beautiful spell."
Ariel smiled in turn and waddled around in the water. "Well, yes." She innocently said. "And yet you returned to me." She glanced at him pensively and with clear wonder. The man in front of her shrugged theatrically.
"She took your voice and you and your sisters managed to steal it back. But that still doesn't explain to me why."
Ariel grinned. "Let's say my prince wasn't what I expected him to be."
"All nice and well but that didn't give me the expected baby." The imp barked at her and Ariel let out a bemused laugh. With an irritated sigh Rumplestiltskin threw some of the ground's sand at her and she had to cleanse her face with the water cupped in her hands. She stuck out her tongue. "Yuck."
"I heard your love issue has made you desperate so that's why I'm here." Rumplestiltskin smirked and revealed a silvery compass. "Ne-nya" He giggled before he could speak normally again, "What do you say?"
Ariel cocked her head and squinted her eyes. "What does it do?"
He wiggled his finger at her. "It'll point at the man who will truly love you."
He could see the mermaid gasp, her tail standing erect behind her in excitement as she her hands gripped land. "Rich." She breathlessly said.
"A perfect solution for your indecisiveness in the world of 'love'," it rolled of his tongue sensually but with a hidden tone of resentment, "and relationships." The mermaid smiled up at him. "And this way you could benefit." She deduced. "Because the sooner I get my man the sooner you'll get your baby."
At this Rumplestiltskin could only smile as he turned his head ninety degrees and let out a strangled giggle. The mermaid gasped.
"All right. What's your price?"
The imp clapped his hands. I'm so glad you asked. My price is this," He held out a strand of hair in front of the mermaid and allowed her time to examine it. "It's a girl's." Ariel finally said, testing his patience.
"Of course it's a girl's." The imp said through gritted teeth. "Goldilocks. I need you to find her for me and bring her to me."
The mermaid blinked at him and then frowned. Pensively she placed a finger against the corner of her lips and glanced up at the sky. Her whole posture suggested she didn't like this mission one bit. "Have you any trail to go by?"
The golden creature's face became stern. "Only a letter in which she apologizes for her sudden departure. But it spoke nonsense." It said Belle wasn't dead.
Ariel let herself fall back into the water and swum two circles before she returned to him. "I can find her." She said with a small smile. "We have a deal."
The imp laughed and at cue a contract magically appeared for her to sign. The mermaid did so and with a loud sigh, knowing his deals meant trouble, saw the document poof back to only Rumple-knew-where. She reached out her hand. "Now give it to me."
Rumplestiltskin smiled and handed her the compass. "Have fun bringing me my merchandise." He whispered then turned around and waved his hand. The mermaid let out a groan and opened the compass, watching the arrow with interest. But then her face faltered as it was as she had feared.
"Stupid, stupid girl." She cursed herself, then duck into the waters.
2.4
Warnings: None
Characters: Mr Gold, Emma, Dr Whale
Mr Gold stood straight yet uncomfortable surrounded by different nurses. Emma was just a few feet away from him, keeping a close eye on him as they waited for Dr Whale to arrive. Surely the doctor could have come to visit them but this fitted his schedule more. Nevertheless Gold hadn't minded the small stroll. Though it felt good not to be behind bars he could also feel a heavy weight on his chest. His brown orbs travelled to the sheriff.
"You hadn't locked the cell." He told her.
She shrugged and didn't look at him. "I didn't think you'd run."
He smirked. "So you said." For a moment he contemplated what to say next as he didn't want the conversation to end this soon yet. He toyed with the top of his cane. "It's not immaculate sheriff's work."
She struggled with his words. "You mean I did a lousy job. Well, you just don't tell the others." She glanced at him now.
"Did you do it in hopes I'd free myself and hobble somewhere that would solve your running cases, Emma?"
She looked at him. "What? No. Of course not. Perhaps I just try trusting you."
"Very odd way to show it." He said, his mind wandering back to the past hours spent behind bars. He then frowned. "It was just all a tease."
Emma frowned at him in turn. "How do you mean?"
"You gave me a /chamber pot/ of all things and left the door unlocked. I could just as easily have walked to use a proper toilet."
She rolled her eyes at him but before she could retort Dr Whale showed up. "If you'd follow me this way please." He led Emma, who was guiding Gold, down a few corridors and into a small room where he had the man sit down. Mr Gold had half expected a cheek swab but was surprised to see a nurse come in with a needle. Emma caught his look and misinterpreted it as fright.
"Don't worry, Gold. I'll be here in case you faint."
He glared at her with twitching lips.
"I would think it unlikely." He then turned his head to face the doctor. "What is this supposed to mean?"
Dr Whale smiled and prepared Mr Gold's arm before drawing blood. "Well, it's a slightly different way to get your DNA. Your blood can tell us a lot about you."
"Somehow a not too thrilling thought." Mr Gold somberly replied.
"We'll have it checked. It works just as well as any other methods." Dr Whale assured.
"I wouldn't have minded a cheek swab though." Mr Gold grumbled under his breath. He could feel Emma's hand tap his shoulder, just once and just for a very short moment. "Well, lucky you." She teased, and he glared up at her. It seemed her teasing today wasn't going to stop.
"The blood has been taken. You're allowed to take him with you again, Sheriff Swan."
Emma smiled. "Good." She helped the man up from his chair at which he protested, telling her he could walk perfectly himself, and watched how he, slightly dizzy, made his way out of the room on his own. She nodded at the doctor and followed the pawnbroker into the hallway.
Together they made their way towards the exit when they passed an occupied room. Mr Gold's attention was initially captured by a familiar sound of laughing. When he turned he saw Ruby sitting at a patient's bed, laughing loudly with a red-head by her side. Ariel.
Then he saw her. It was just a flash but all he needed. A young woman holding in her arms a baby and carrying a smile on her face. Long brown hair fell down her shoulders, lit from behind by the glowing sun through the hospital's window: golden. And he cried out. This could not be so. He had not known.
Hands touched him from behind. "Get him out of here." The order of Dr Whale but the hands of others. As the doctors dragged him away, Emma at one arm to help them, he tried to look at her from over his shoulder. "No," He called out, trying to find a way to escape and get close to her. "Let me see her. I need to know."
The girls kept laughing. They did not stir. His cries were not heard by them. He was told he wasn't allowed in.
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End of Chapter Two
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