"So perhaps there is magic of a sort here, and perhaps because the children believe he truly does have the power to travel the world in a night. We both know such things are possible and the idea that this one man brings the young ones gifts. Well, I cannot deny that its an appealing tradition. I find I like this holiday. We will celebrate it with the others and make it our tradition, what do you think?" she asked truly enjoying herself and letting herself relax for possibly the first time in a long while.
Belle loved to see him happy. It didn’t happen often that he smiled and joined in with festivity and fun but he was doing so now and perhaps Emma was right after all and she was making some sort of difference to his life simply by being in it. If so, she would continue to try and bring him that happiness that she, at least, felt he deserved. People could say what they liked of him and all the things he’d done and in truth she’d never dispute those, he had. But he had his reasons. She waited until he had sat down and brushing a kiss against her loves lips she stood and moved toward the kitchen to make them tea. Taking a break would do him good, and besides which there was something he had owed her since her time in the Dark Castle.
“Rumple, I have to ask you something. And its not an easy topic but its something I need to know. Back in our world, before I left for town and returned to you, you promised me a story. You said you’d tell me it all, about your son, about how you had become who you are. And I’ve never pushed, I never will push. But I love you and I want to know you.” She set the water to boil amazed at how much the modern world had its conveniences and a little sad at just how much she’d missed out on in Regina’s captivity. But that didn't matter now, she had him, she had a house with him, and it was bright and full of light and happiness and decorating it for the holidays was giving her a joy she hadn’t truly felt without him in her life.
“I want to know it all. Because I think you need to tell someone, and I think if I’m going to be with you then I need to know it.”
She waited until the water boiled and quickly busied herself making two cups of tea in delicate cups and returning with them to sit by his side and take his hand in her own.
“I love you. You know I do. And you have proved so many times over that you love me. So share this with me, my love. As much as you can, as much as you’re willing and know there is nothing you can say that will make me love you any less. I fell in love with you in spite of all the reasons it shouldn’t have worked and I did so because there is good in you. You think yourself a monster but I know different. I know the man I fell in love with but I don’t know his past. The reasons why you became the Dark One, the reason for the deals you make, how you lost...how you lost your son. Your Baelfire. And how you were so resistant, for so long to the idea that someone could ever love you.”
She was asking a great deal and she knew it. But she had to ask it. She needed to know or someone could always use it against them. And she was sick of being a pawn in vendettas against him. Besides which she wanted to truly know the man she loved with all her heart. For better or worse.