This fic was inspired by flyingbluebird's gifset on Tumblr where Zeus brought Robin back from the dead. I'm not sure whether or not Hook came back as of this fic, I have no opinions one way or the other at the moment. I'm so upset that they killed Robin and just had to write this.

Disclaimer: These characters belong to all the Outlaw Queen fans now. Kitsowitz doesn't know how to treat them right and so it's our responsibility now to keep them safe.

Regina stood numbly by her sister's side as Robin's funeral drew to a close. Robin was dead. After everything they had overcome to reach their Happy Ending, Robin was dead and she'd never told him that she loved him. The funeralgoers gave their condolences, but Regina barely understood anything they said.

"Mom," Henry's voice broke through the fog and Regina looked up to see her son standing before her. She smiled wanly, lacking the energy to speak as her son wrapped his arms around her neck, "Come on, let's go home."

Regina nodded and allowed her son to begin leading her home. A tugging on her jacket halted her progress and she turned to see Roland standing behind her with the hem of her jacket in his hand. He was looking at the ground as he whispered tentatively, "Can I go home with you and Henry, 'Gina?"

"Of course, Roland," Regina whispered back, looking up at Little John for confirmation. Poor Roland, he'd lost both his parents in his short life and now they'd have to figure out where he was going to live. But until they made a definite decision, Regina was not about to let the little boy mourn on his own. Roland lifted his arms and Regina picked him up, holding back a sob as she inhaled his scent, identifying Robin's scent mixed in with Roland's.

Roland buried his face in Regina's neck and yawned tiredly as he began playing with the ends of her hair. Regina turned back to Henry and he took her arms as she smiled a little more strongly at him, "Let's go home."

Roland had fallen asleep while they were walking home and Regina had been loath to put him down because she feared losing the last tangible connection she had to the man she loved. Eventually, Roland awoke, tightening his grip on Regina once he remembered where he was and what had happened. Roland sniffled frequently and his body shook with sobs as he tried to make sense of the events of the day. Regina murmured empty assurances in ear as she rubbed his back soothingly, hoping that her assurances didn't sound as empty to him as they felt to her.

Henry spent the afternoon alternating between turning away well-meaning townspeople and sitting next to his mother and Roland on the sofa. Regina felt pride for Henry swell even through the numbness that filled her. Henry had grown up. But he was still her baby and she wished that she could have protected him from this.

When night fell and Roland had once again fallen asleep on her chest, Regina instructed Henry to turn off the television and go up to bed. As they reached the top of the stairs, Henry turned to Regina, "You know I love you, right, Mom?"

Regina cupped his cheek, "I know Henry, I love you too. Now go to bed and get some rest."

Henry smiled and nodded, heading toward his room as Regina carried Roland to hers. Roland whimpered and clutched her shirt even tighter reflexively as she laid him down on her bed. Regina felt her eyes tear up as she stared down at the pained look on Roland's sleeping face. She gently freed her shirt from his hands and smoothed her hand over his curls before she changed into a t-shirt that Robin had discarded by her bed the day they'd left for the Underworld.

Regina breathed in Robin's scent as she climbed into bed next to Roland and pulled Robin's pillow closer to her. It took her a moment to realize that she had begun crying into his pillow as reality began to sink in once again. Robin was dead. A soft knock at her door a few minutes later caused her to sniff lightly and rub her face in an attempt to clear away any evidence of her pain as she called quietly for Henry to come in.

"Is something wrong?" Regina whispered as she saw the serious look on her son's face that indicated something other than just Robin's death was bothering him.

Henry nodded slowly and stretched out his hand, extending a piece of paper to his mother, "I found this and thought you might want it."

Regina took the familiar sheet of paper from Henry's outstretched hand and felt the breath leave her lungs as she stared at Page XXIII. Swallowing hard, she smiled painfully at her son. "Thank you, Henry."

"I know this was what we used for Operation Mongoose, but maybe it can be your reminder to hold onto hope. Things will get better eventually," Henry said tentatively, "You just have to believe they will."

"Yeah," Regina forced herself to take a breath, suddenly unable to stay in the room any longer. The room was spinning as she stood up abruptly and asked Henry to stay with Roland while she went out for a little fresh air. Henry had barely agreed when Regina called on her magic to transport her away.

Regina hadn't consciously chosen a place to land when she'd called on her magic and was surprised to find herself in a grove of trees inside the park. The same grove of trees she'd once dreamed of Robin returning in. But that had been a dream, and Robin could never return. She stared at the page in her hands until her vision blurred and tears began to soak the page. Letting the page drop to her side, she dissolved into sobs, sinking to her knees as her legs became unable to support her weight.

Regina looked up as a stick snapped and through her tears she saw a form she knew better than any other. With a strangled gasp she called out involuntarily, "Robin?"

"Regina," the voice she'd thought that she'd never hear again called her name and the man she thought was dead began running toward her.

Regina pushed herself to her feet shakily, staring at the figure incredulously as he reached her and pulled her into his arms. She wrapped her arms around him reflexively even as her brain tried to make sense of the figure in front of her. She tried to convince her heart that he wasn't real, but he felt real. He smelled real. Oh how she hoped he was real. And hope had never done anything for her.

She pulled back to look in his eyes, studying every inch of his face, hope swelling the longer she stared at him. A smile spread across her face as she began to believe this was really Robin and she asked him, "Robin, I don't understand. How is this possible?"

Robin shook his head, his smile just as big as hers, "It doesn't matter right now. All that matters is that I am here with you."

"Yes," Regina grinned, suddenly able to feel everything for the first time since Robin had jumped in front of the lightning bolt. Her smile grew even larger as she leaned forward and captured Robin's lips with her own.

The kiss lasted for what seemed like an eternity as both reveled in the joy they felt in seeing one another again; both reluctant to be the first to pull back. When the kiss finally ended due to their mutual need for air, Regina rested her forehead on his, laughing softly as he rubbed the tip of his nose against hers. She tightened her hold on him and laid her head on his chest, letting out a sigh of relief as she heard his heart beating strong under her ear.

"How?" She finally breathed again, terrified that this was all a dream.

"Zeus," Robin explained as he ran a hand through her hair, "I don't know how, but one minute I felt my soul disintegrating and the next minute Zeus was offering me a reward for helping defeat Hades. And then I was here."

Regina closed her eyes in relief as she listened to Robin explain everything. It wasn't a dream. He was alive. Robin was alive and she wasn't going to waste this second chance, "I love you."

Robin's hand stilled in her hair as he pulled himself back to look in her face, "I love you too."

This time it was Robin who initiated the kiss, but whereas the first had been full of desperation and longing, this kiss was full of promise. Regina pulled back reluctantly, "While I'd love nothing more than to stay here with you forever, there's someone else who needs to see you even more than I do."

"Roland," Robin breathed his son's name as if he couldn't believe he'd forgotten him even for a second, "Where is he? Is he alright? And my daughter?"

"Roland's fine," Regina assured him, "He's at home with Henry, probably still asleep. Your daughter is with Zelena."

"Do you think…" Robin trailed off, unable to ask the question.

"She's safe with Zelena. And I'll call and ask Zelena to bring her over," Regina chuckled, "Once Zelena learns what's happened, I'm sure she'll bring her right over. I really think she's trying to change."

"Did Zelena name her?" Robin asked, "She needs a name."

"Zelena named her after you," Regina laid her head on his chest, "but that will need to change now that you're back. Had you chosen anything before…?"

"Hope," Robin smiled, "I'd decided to name her Hope. Now let's go home, I want to see my son."

"Hope is a perfect name." Regina smiled as she began pulling her magic around her, "Let's go see our family."

They had another chance and Regina was not going to waste it. This was her happy ending and she wasn't going to let anything get in her way.