AN: I planned this as a Oneshot. But I guess I'll have a few chapters... maybe 2-3. It's just a bit much for one chapter. So here we go. I hope you like it.
Basically it's how I wished they'd handled the current situation with OQ/Zelena and the baby.. My version of it. Hope you enjoy reading it.
And sure this right now might not sound thiiiiis good. But I can promise you that they'll end up just fine.
And sidenote: I named the kid. I just had to.

Summary: "If you love someone set them free if they come back they're yours to keep,..." or something along the lines that saying goes.

Distance Makes The Heart Grow Fonder

'Toothbrush, toothpaste', she was going through the important things on her mind. Which is why she didn't hear the front door opening, or when the bedroom door opened. It was only as he pushed the bathroom door softly until there was enough room so he could enter that she realised he had returned home.
„Regina", he said as he saw her, „what are you doing?"
It was obvious, he must've seen the bag with her clothes in it as he walked through their bedroom to get to the bathroom.
By now she was leaning against the sink with her back towards it and her arms crossed in front of her. Her eyes were seeking comfort in his shoe laces, it seemed.

A moment passed and neither of them said anything. He knew the current situation was hard on her. On himself as well. They both knew that. They had talked a bit about it so far but it hadn't been enough yet.
But so much was going on right now that they barely had a moment to breathe alone.

The last few nights they had literally just been falling onto the bed in the evening almost instantly falling asleep. Everything was draining their energy. Emma and Killian being the Dark Ones now. Rumple being good. That was new on so many levels and for everyone. Everything happening with Arthur and the other newcomers from Camelot.
And then they had their own life. Henry needed Regina now almost more than ever. After what Emma had made him go through he had closed himself off to a lot of people. Or at least wasn't as happy as he usually seemed to be, anymore.
Regina had spent many a night in Henry's room talking to him or they had all spent time together with him and Roland watching movies or playing games in the living room trying to find some distraction for a few hours.
And then of course there was Zelena. And everything that went along with her name.

Everything that had let to the recent and quite surprisingly early birth of Jean. Jean. They had named her. Regina and him came up with it and they let Zelena agree on it. Gladly for everyone she did.
Jean. It was a simple name, easy. It went along with his last name and also with the rest of them. Roland, Henry, Regina and himself. Regina and Jean. He loved seeing them together and he wished nothing more than for Jean to have Regina as her mother.
The weird and crazy truth as of now though was, that Jean had a mother. A wicked one. But so far according to everything and the law she was still her mother. And to a certain degree at least she'd most likely always be.
Oh how he wished things were different. Easier for all of them. But they weren't.

So as of now things were difficult. So difficult that Regina was standing in front of him in their bathroom looking at his forest worn shoes rather than his face.
Minutes must have passed as she finally turned her head and eyes upward to look for his own.
„Robin", she said, „I need some space to think. I'm not leaving you. At least not now. Not for good. Not yet."
„I understand", he said and quickly placed his arms around her, „where are you going?"
Regina pushed him lightly away so she could look into his eyes again, „I called Snow earlier she said I could spend the night or two at their place."
„Are you sure?", he asked her, knowing how much she usually didn't want to talk about her feelings and how she usually behaved around Snow but he also knew that she had changed. That her relationship with Snow White had changed a lot but he wasn't sure if it had changed so much that she was alright with spending a couple of hours with her.
„I know it might sound crazy", said Regina, „but after what we've been through Snow is the one person that has always been there in my life. Even though we've spent years hating each other. ... well our relationship has changed a lot and I know I'll regret saying it but I think I might need her opinion on things. I know I'll never live this down", she was smiling now, „but I think I could need one of her hope speeches. And no matter what happens or happened in our lives Snow will always be my step daughter. And I've finally accepted that a while ago."

In moments like these Robin couldn't be prouder of her, she really had changed so much from the person she used to be. He had been right back then but he already knew that, saw that so clearly in moments like this one again, she was the furthest thing from a monster.

She continued then, „but I will be honest with you, Robin. The way things are right now I don't know how much longer I can handle them. I'm sorry. I really, really am. And I'm trying", she was close to tears now, „I'm really, really trying but everything is so hard right now and I'm not sure if I can live the rest of my life like that. I'm trying to be happy with you and the kids and Zelena shows up and rubs everything in my face again. Over and over again. And I get angry and what she says gets to me and I know it shouldn't. And it annoys me that it does. But", she stopped midsentence and was by now fiddling with the cord that was dangling on his sweater.

„But it keeps on hurting", he finished her sentence for her and all she could do was nod. So he embraced her again.
They stood like that for minutes. Not saying anything else. After all there was nothing left to say. The truth was, it hurts. It still hurt and neither of them knew how much longer it would or if it ever would stop hurting entirely.
They had to find a solution for the situation. They both knew they couldn't leave things the way they were now. So yes maybe, perhaps it was a good idea for Regina to spend a night or two in someone else's bed.

Robin loosened the embrace this time and smiled at her, „do you want to take Jean with you to Snow's? She could become best friends with Neal", it made her smile, „or shall I keep an eye on her?"
„I'd love to take her", Regina said and added, „but only if you'd want me to take her if you'd rather have her here with you then-"
She was cut of by Robin, „Regina. We've talked about this, Jean is as much yours as she is mine. Of course you can take her with you. And I know it might feel weird because of Zelena but we're not taking away her child and I know we need to find a solution to all this. But I promise you we will and for right now it'll be alright."
Regina nodded and smiled. A few tears were still running down her cheeks, she knew how much his children, their children meant to Robin and she was eternally grateful for how much he trusted her in and with everything.
„Now go", he said, „I'd feel a bit better if you get to Snow's before it gets dark outside. And don't worry I'll keep an eye on the boys."
A few minutes later they found themselves at the front door. Regina was carrying Jean's things and Jean whilst Robin had her big bag in his hand.
„I'll walk you to the car", he said and so they walked the few meters to Regina's Mercedes where Robin put the bag in the boot of the car and settled Jean in her seat.
„Make sure Henry eats something before school tomorrow", Regina said, „and I'll come by around 8 and take Roland to kindergarten as usual." Robin knew she didn't have to do that. But he also knew Regina. And he knew she wanted to do this. And he wouldn't deny her or Roland the time they spend together.
„Alright", he said therefore before capturing her lips in a kiss that might've been a little too inappropriate for a sidewalk goodbye but no one but them was outside anyway.
Eventually she openend her door and took her seat, rolling down the window she said, „see you tomorrow."
„Tomorrow", Robin repeated as she slowly drove off with Jean.