This is actually the prequel to my other story 'Just Let Go' over in the M-section. People asked me to write about how they ended up in bed together and here I am starting this story. :-)

We haven't seen much of Robin yet, so I'm writing him like I see him what might differ from the Robin we will see on the show in the upcoming episodes. But for now I'll stick to 'my' version.

I hope you enjoy!

Disclaimer: The characters don't belong to me, only the story.

Chapter 1

The Queen must like you.

Robin stared after David, his brows furrowed in concentration. Like him? He didn't think she liked him. She might not loathe him anymore since he helped her break into her castle but they were still trying to avoid each other and even though the castle was huge they kept running into each other. What didn't help lessen the attraction he was feeling for her.

He shook his head, letting out a soft sigh. He was attracted to the Evil Queen. If someone would have told him that one month ago he would have laughed out loud and called them a fool but now ... now he couldn't laugh about it anymore. Because something was different. She wasn't the same Evil Queen that had left the Enchanted Forest with the curse. Storybrooke had changed her. Her son had changed her.

He liked her sarcasm and her different sides fascinated him. The mother, the Queen, the woman. Every side was completely different.

The mother he could see when he watched her with Roland. Her smile when she leaned down to him and showed him something or told him a story tugged at something deep inside of him and made it even harder to ignore the attraction.

The Queen drove him nuts. Treating him as if he was dirt under her shoes, looking at him down her nose. At the outlaw who had the nerve to talk to the Queen.

And the woman ... the woman made him want to pull her into his arms and kiss her senseless, made him want to press her against the next wall and kiss her until their heads were spinning, until the arrogant expression dropped off her face and was replaced by pure need and passion.

There was no way around it. He needed to do something about it. Either he would leave the castle and try to never see her again or he would actually try to get to know her better, hoping the attraction would peter out over time or would be stomped out by her rude comments or he would be able to lit a fire in her, made her as attracted to him as he was attracted to her.

But option one was out of the question. Like he told David, the castle was the most secure place for Roland and he would never endanger his safety more than absolutely necessary.

So there was only option two. He would try to get closer to her, try to see behind the walls she had build around her heart, try to reach the woman he was sure was hidden deep inside and maybe the attraction would become mutual.