Rumplestiltskin travels home to reunite with his new baby and wife.
Notes:
A gift for @thatbookwormbelle for the Rumbelle Secret Santa 2015. The prompt was: reunion, reconciliation, rumbelle, Baelfire, au. I had fun being your Santa and thanks for an interview inspiring prompt. This wasn’t where and what I originally planned, but after talking to you I thought it fit more of what you were thinking. Also my original idea was much angstier, and this has a very happy ending. I gave Belle and Rumple a reunion, but also Belle a bit of reconciliation with her father. I hope you like it.
Rumplestiltskin shivered.
The air was cold, the wind chilling and sharp against skin and tree. Brittle branches whipped back and forth violently, some snapping, the sound loud even with the piercing whistle of the wind in his ears. Every breath tasted metallic, burned his lungs, his throat. Numbness had set in his fingertips and his toes, except where his right foot throbbed.
He sagged against a tree, shuffling around until it blocked a majority of the wind. His entire leg was in more pain than he’d ever thought possible to feel all once. It wasn’t for the cold he probably would have fainted by now, but being repeatedly slapped in the face by frozen air was rather effective at keeping him awake. That and his desire for home.
say you love me 