I own no one but my own people

Robyn couldn't contain the feeling of excitement and the glittering of butterflies as she pulled on her, what she referred to as, 'Magic Clothes'. Not her everyday jeans and T-shirt. No, she was going full on Enchanted Forest wardrobe.

Brown suede pants she had to lace up, a white lace and brown leather corset with a white lace peasant blouse underneath, brown archery gloves that laced up to the elbow and a warm woolen cloak dyed brown.

She wrapped herself in warm earthy colors, just like he would have liked. Just like he WOULD like.

The only modern thing she had on was the necklace she always wore; a golden linked chain with a small silver arrow charm and a tiny diamond on the arrowhead.

Her father had stolen it for her back when 'Marian' first told him she was pregnant. He was going to give it to her on her eighteenth birthday, 'the only piece of jewelry he never gave away' Regina said with a tearful laugh when she fulfilled her father's wishes and gifted it to the blonde girl on her birthday.

From the moment her aunt put it on her she had never taken it off.

After Robyn pulled on her boots she grabbed her bow and his quiver, on her brothers eighteenth birthday he had been gifted their father's bow while on her eighteenth Robyn had also given his quiver along with the necklace, and looked at herself in the full length mirror.

Everyone said she looked just like him. The only thing that was different was she had the pale green eyes that belonged to her mother and not his deep ocean blue ones which Regina, while she would never say it outloud, was thankful for. She couldn't imagine how much it would have hurt seeing his eyes every time she looked at her niece.

The high square forehead though, the pronounced jaw, the dark blonde hair, even the same hairline… everytime was the same. Only Robyn had only seen him in photographs so she couldn't judge for herself because she had never seen him in real life.

But that was all about to change today…

Robyn took a shaky breath as she grabbed the one and only picture of the two of them together and looked at it for a moment.

Regina had taken it the day they brought her home; Robyn was wrapped in a warm fluffy pink blanket, her face barely visible as he held her in his strong arms.

The undeniable love that was pouring out of him as he looked at her always made Robyn want to break down every time she looked at the picture. Regina told her once that the closest he ever came to tears was when he had to hand her over to Zelena while they were in the Underworld. It was as if not holding Robyn and being without her caused him physical pain.

He loved her. A true and honest and pure fatherly love that no one, not even death himself, could take away from her.

Because now… she was going to get a second chance at having her father back in her life

As Robyn was about to walk out of the bedroom the front door to her and Alice's apartment opened up.

"Robyn?" Regina called up to the young woman. Robyn smoothed out her already crease-less outfit and headed downstairs from the bedroom in the loft that had once belonged to Snow White and Prince Charming.

"Hey, Regina," Robyn greeted the brunette Queen with a smile that wasn't returned. As a matter of fact Regina looked quite upset. "Is everything alright?"

"Robyn," Regina sighed as she took in her nieces appearance. "You can't go."

"Go where? I'm just going out hunting, ya know, trying to save money for the wedding."

"Please don't lie to me," Regina said. "I know exactly what you're up to."

All at once any happy excitement or nervous flutters turned into a hard slab of concrete in her chest.

She crossed her arms in front of her chest, pursing her lips at the Queen as she struggled to contain the temper her mother's side of the family was so well known for.

"How did you find out?"

"Your mother told me."

"How did she find out?"

"Alice told her."

Robyn scoffed in disbelief. Of course, the one person on this earth she thought she could trust had betrayed her.

"Great. Well I guess it's nice to know I can't trust my fiancée to keep a secret three days before the wedding."

"She was worried about you," Regina defended the curly haired blonde. "We all are, Robyn, this isn't good for you. You're just gonna end up hurt."

"I can handle whatevers gonna happen," Robyn argued."I'm a grown woman."

"It's not about maturity or age, it's-... He's not him."

"Yes he is."

"No he's not. Trust me, I know. I thought the same thing you did and it broke my heart when I realized how different they were."

Robyn rolled her eyes to the high wooden ceilings when Regina reached out and grabbed hold of her leather clad hands.

"Your father was the most honorable man I've ever met," Regina told her, the same whisper of tears in her voice that appeared every time she talked about him. "He once gave a homeless man his very last dollar and the literal shirt off his back then apologized because he couldn't give him more. That man who lives in the Queen's castle right now, who's married to the Evil Queen? He would have stolen the shirt back and wore it himself. He isn't him."

Robyn yanked her hands away from her aunt, staring her down with a thousand daggers in her eyes. This wasn't fair. Regina got to have a second chance with him, she got to see him after he was gone and she had far longer with him than Robyn got.

It wasn't fair that she was trying to take him away from her, not when she was the one who brought her here.

"As much as you like to think you are, you are not my mother," Robyn spat at the stunned Queen. "You brought him here, and for all you know he's changed! Hell he could have been wanting to meet me this whole time, he just didn't know where to find me!"

"Robyn, please, don't do this. I don't want this to ruin your memories of him."

"I don't have any memories of him!" the dark blonde archer cried, feeling the sharp prick of tears in her eyes. "Everything I know about him I've heard from someone else or from stories! He's no more real to me then some random person who watched that stupid fox movie!"

"Okay but this isn't him either! That fox movie got his personality more right than what this version is! He is not our Robin!"

"So says the person who almost got us all killed because you didn't wanna fight a version of your son!"

"Please just listen to me!"

But Regina's pleas fell on deaf ears.

Robyn pushed rudely by her, slamming into her shoulder as she yanked open the front door. "I'll be back later!"

"Robyn, don't!"

With a slam of the door the archer was gone.

She was surprised when her Aunt didn't follow her down to the street where she got into the food truck that had previously been Tianna's which was now Robyn and Alice's. But Robyn also knew that in about thirty seconds her phone would be going crazy with phone calls.

Sure enough the moment she pulled out of the parking lot next to the run down building 'Wonderland' by Taylor Swift erupted from her phone, Alice's ringtone and when she looked down at the screen she saw a bunny emoji encased by two hearts which was her display name for her fiancée.

Robyn silenced her phone, not wanting to lose her temper with the woman she loved. She would deal with the fact that Alice had told her mother her plans later, right now she had to concentrate on the road as she drove from 'Original Storybrooke' to the first Enchanted Forest part of 'New Storybrooke' where her father and the Evil half of Regina lived.

The further from Storybrooke she got, the quieter it became. Peasant homes and castles and rich manors surrounded her rather than the homes and businesses and apartments of, relatively, modern life.

As much as Robyn despised the quiet of her small sleepy town, she couldn't help but be in awe of the medieval-esque charm of the Enchanted Forest, where they traded jeans and hoodies for gowns and cloaks, where they used gold and silver rather than coins and dollars… Where honor and chivalry was rewarded rather than punished with mocking.

When the road turned from asphalt into a dirt road suitable only for wooden carts and horses Robyn was forced to pull and continue her journey on foot, the summer palace that was the Evil Queen and Robins home already seen from the edge of the forest.

Regina had elected to stay in her Storybrooke mansion rather than move into one of the castles in one of the other more traditional realms so the castle where she had her coronation was turned into a museum and the Evil Queen and Robin had stayed in their jagged slightly foreboding palace.

Robyn walked down the road for nearly a half hour, the black castle in the distance growing closer and closer with every step. She just hoped he was actually there and not spending the night away somewhere.

After a few more minutes Robyn decided to rest against a tree for a moment to catch her breath. She forgot how hot these outfits were.

She pulled the water bottle she kept in her quiver and as she went to raise it to her mouth she heard the telltale sound of a bow string being brought back. Before she could react she heard the sound of the release and in a half blink of an eye an arrow had ripped through her water bottle and slammed it against a nearby tree.

Robyn grabbed her own arrow from her quiver and put it in her bow as she whipped around towards the direction where the arrow had came from. She was about to loose her arrow when she saw the archer who had fired it so expertly.

"The first was a warning, M'lady," the archer who shot at her said, his own bow string stretched taut. "Chivalry and all that. I'm afraid I won't be as friendly with the next one so if I were you, I would drop your arrow."

Robyn couldn't speak. Couldn't breathe, couldn't move… she couldn't do anything but stand there and stare at the man she had waited her whole life to see.

When Robyn made no move to drop the arrow in her bow, the man sent another arrow at her, yanking Robyn out of her shock when his arrow split the one she had in her bow. She swallowed hard as she dropped the now ruined bow to the ground, slowly raising her hands as a smile she knew mirrored his appeared on her face.

"You're the only person alive who's ever worn a smile while she was being robbed," he said as he took several steps towards hers, his bow down now that she had no longer had a weapon.

His voice was the same voice she heard in her dreams. Not too deep, not too high, and his thick accent with a hint of playfulness was like a warm blanket.

He looked exactly the same as every photo she saw of him, the only difference was his hair was several shades darker but his eyes, those eyes that she had dreamed about looking on with pride when she took her first steps, with patience as he taught her how to shoot an arrow, with love and acceptance when she told him she was attracted to the girls in her class and not the boys...

Tears streamed down her face as she shook her head, terrified to blink incase he might disappear.

"That's not why I'm smiling," she breathed as he came closer.

He smelled like fresh air and pine and earth… He smelled like forest.

He raised his brow at the strange woman who had come into his realm. Why was she staring at him like that?

"Oh? Do you mind sharing with me why you are smiling then?"

"I'm smiling because…" More tears and a larger smile. "Because you're my father."

Robin blinked.

"Pardon?"

"You, you're my dad. You're my father."

Robin studied the young woman who was standing before them, a slight smirk growing on his face.

"I've heard many people spin many tales to get out of a robbery before, but this is a first I'll admit."

Robyn's face fell slightly. She had expected him to accept her with open arms, to hug her, to say that he had been looking for a way to get back to this realm to find her…

But, she reminded herself as the smile returned, it was a bit of a hard to swallow story. Plus he hadn't believed Regina about her mom being Marian either

"No it's- it's not a lie. You're really my father, I'm your daughter. That's why I'm here in this realm, I wanted to find you."

Another brow raised. "... I'm… your father?"

Robyn nodded, her smile growing as more tears pricked at her eyes.

"Yes! I've wanted to find you for SO long, you don't-!"

"What tavern wrench is your mother?"

This time it was Robyn's turn to blink.

"What?"

"Your mother, which loose moraled woman was she? There was so many before I got married it was almost impossible to keep track."

Robyn did what she never thought she would ever do in a thousand years.

She glared at her father.

"My mother isn't a 'loose moraled woman'," she spat at the man.

"No, I'm sure she's a perfectly fine upstanding citizen… Well, come on then, what do you want? Money? Royal jewels? Although judging by that stunning piece of jewelry hanging around your neck I'd say you have more than enough," he said with a nod towards Robyn's necklace, the whole reason eh had decided to rob her in the first place.

"I don't want money, I just- I wanted to spend time with you!" She quickly wiped away the sudden onset of tears that were no longer falling out of joy but were instead falling out of sadness. "My aunt is richer than you and your wife anyway!"

Robin laughed at the woman. "Oh really? Who's your aunt then? Because unless your aunt is Regina Mills then-."

"She is," Robyn barked. "Queen Regina is my aunt and the Wicked Witch is my mom."

The thief's face fell at the newly gathered information. "...You're Zelena's child," Robin breathed. "Her's and… and the other Robin."

Robyn nodded. "Yeah."

The thief swallowed hard, stammering out a few unintelligible syllables before he turned tail and left without another word.

Robyn starred after him for a moment, shell shocked at the response before she fell in step behind him. "Wait! Hey! Will you wait up a second?"

"Go back to your own realm," he told her without looking back at her.

"But I came here to meet you!"

"And now you have so if you wouldn't mind leaving me alone, I would very much appreciate it."

The girl froze at his words but after a moment of being frozen she continued following him.

"I wanted to ask you something. I was-."

"No."

"Dad, please, I-."

"Don't call me that!" he barked at her, finally twisting around to look at her. "I am not your father."

"Yes you are! I-."

"Who's this?"

Robyn turned and saw The Evil Queen striding up to them. Robyn swallowed hard as she looked over the ne'er-do-well version of her aunt, not realizing how close to the palace they actually had gone. She really was quite terrifying when you put her in the tight black gowns with the large hairdos and heavy dark makeup.

Robyn opened her mouth to tell her exactly who she was but the dark haired thief spoke up before she could.

"Just someone I met on the road," said Robin, effectively crushing the girls heart. "She got a little star struck when she met the famous folk hero."

The Queen scoffed in disbelief. "You are about the furthest thing from a hero in this realm."

"Yet you still married me," he countered with a smirk. "What's that say about you, M'lady?"

As hard as she tried to hide it, Regina grinned at the playful banter before she turned back to Robyn, her chocolate brown eyes landing on her necklace.

"That's quite the pretty little piece of jewelry," the Queen practically pitted as she strutted up to her, unknown to the Queen, niece. Before Robyn could blink, Regina reached out and snatched the necklace from her neck.

"No!" Robyn cried out as she grabbed at the Queen only to be pushed away by Robin. Regina magicked a mirror into her hands and put the necklace up to her neck.

"Not really my style," she decided before she tossed it to the archer. "You can give it away, Love."

"No, please!" Robyn begged as Robin pushed her away again as he pocketed the necklace. "Please give it back!"

Regina laughed at her desperate plea. "Why on earth would I do that?"

"My dad gave it to me!" she cried as tears made their way down her face. "It's the only gift he ever got me!"

Robin's face fell as he looked between the Queen and the young girl.

"Then you should probably ask him for another gift shouldn't you?"

"PLEASE!" Robyn couldn't help the sob that ripped past her lips. "Please give it back!"

"Darling, perhaps we could return it just this once?" Robin asked the Queen, trying to sound as if he couldn't have cared less as he could. "I'm sure there'll be other girls with other jewels on the road."

Regina sighed, flicking her hand carelessly. "Fine, give the brat back her necklace. After that, let's go. I've been outside way too long."

"Of course. I'll be along in a moment."

Robin waited until Regina was far enough away before he turned back to the girl.

"Here," he muttered, pulling out the necklace and slapping it back into her hand. "I got it back for you, now leave."

"Wait!" she cried, grabbing hold of his sleeve when he turned back to the castle. He huffed before he turned back towards her.

"What?"

Robyn swallowed hard, biting her lip as she looked up at him. The main reason why she had come to this realm of story, the reason why needed to do this before her wedding on the tip of her tongue.

"I um… I'm getting married," she told him. "In three days."

"Well give your future husband my sympathies."

"Future wife," she corrected, albeit far more anxious than she had pictured herself telling him. But, to her surprise, he gave no looks of disgust or moral outrage.

He looked the same as if she told him she was getting married to a man.

"Future wife then. Goodbye."

He turned away again, walking away from his doppelgängers daughter.

The words blurted out before she could stop them.

"I want you to walk me down the aisle!"

The thief froze for a moment before he turned back to the blonde woman, his face falling.

"I'm sorry," he said, the most genuine words he had spoken to her. "For what happened to him, I truly am. But I'm not your father. I'm not anyone's father," he finished, casting his gaze to the ground beneath him.

Another round of tears made their way down her face.

"But… you're my dad."

"No, I'm not."

"But-."

"I'm sorry," he told her once again. "I can't help you."

She watched as he walked away and she cried out the last possible thing she could think of to make him reconsider.

"Don't you even wanna know my name?"

He paused his step but didn't look back

"It's Robyn," she called out to him. "My name is Robyn Hood. She named me after him. After you."

For a half a heartbeat she thought he would turn around, run over to the girl and embrace her, apologize for being cruel and swear up and down things were going to be different now, that she would now have a father who loved and adored her. He would tell her he would be HONORED to walk her down the aisle on her wedding day.

That was how it worked in all the sappy movies she had ever watched about these kinds of situations. Her whole family were fairytale characters, she HAD to believe in happy endings…

But, she realized as she watched him just walk away and headed back towards his castle, this wasn't a movie. This wasn't a fairytale or one of the stories in her cousins magical book. This was real life.

And real life had no happy endings.

What happens next depends on y'all. I'm going through some serious ugly shit with my own dad and this fic was my way of dealing with that and I'm happy with the way it ended because real life really doesn't have a happy ending and if I have to be without a dad, so does Robyn. But if y'all legit want it to continue on I'll start writing the next chapter.