185: "You can't just take my child!" "I'm taking what's rightfully mine." Of all the ones I have written, this is my fav so far!
She had been looking forward to this day for weeks, ever since the kindergarten teacher had mentioned it, they were to pair up one boy and one girl to co-parent a 'baby'. However, everything went pear-shaped when she was ill on the day that everyone chose their partners which meant that she was stuck with Robin, if it had been up to her she would have chosen someone more like Archie, at least he was sensible.
Robin was the opposite to Archie, he was cheeky and liked to misbehave, something that didn't impress Regina in the slightest, quite frequently she would tell him to stop acting like a baby and roll her eyes at him, only for him to yell back at her that she wasn't any fun. They clashed and not in a good way which meant being paired together for a parenting project probably wasn't the best idea.
Regina turned up that morning dressed in a cute purple skirt with a plain white top, paired with a mini denim jacket, she unbuckled her seat belt and hopped out of her booster seat, taking her daddy's hand as they made their way into the playground.
"Are you excited princess?" He asked, playing gently with one of the two plaits that she had her hair tied into.
"Yes!" she smiled before remembering and letting out a loud sigh, "but I don't want to be paired with him. He's mean."
"I'm sure you'll be fine Gina, maybe he'll surprise you."
"I don't think so," she shook her head violently, "he'll probably kill the baby!" Her little eyes widened as she looked up at her father.
"Sweetheart, the baby isn't real."
"But we still have to look after it," she groaned, slumping a little, knowing that she could get away with it because it was her father who was with her and not her mother. "I doubt he could look after anything without killing it or ruining it." Henry laughed at her and she narrowed her eyes at him, "it's not funny daddy, you shouldn't laugh, our poor baby is going to get killed by Robin and I don't want him in my group."
Glancing around the playground she spotted the object of her loathing stood with his mother as they waited to go inside. Robin was kicking his shoe against a wall and she let out an exaggerated huff, looking up at her father who simply grinned at her, "I am sure you will learn to get along with each other."
"I don't think so, we will never get along, he doesn't like me," she sighed, "and I don't like him."
The teacher came out into the playground and rang her bell sounding for the children to come inside. Regina frowned before hugging her daddy's legs, "can't I just come home with you?"
He tucked a stray curl behind her ear and shook his head, "you'll be fine Regina, I know you will be," he bent down to kiss the top of her head, "now you go and have a good time. Don't forget to be nice to Robin."
"But what if he's mean to me?"
"Regina..."
"Fine," she huffed, taking her leather satchel from him and slinging it over her shoulder.
"I love you Gina."
She began to walk off, leaving her father without his usual goodbye kiss on the cheek, but she found she couldn't, it wasn't his fault she was paired with Robin. Turning around she hurried after him, tugging on his scarf and leaning up on her tiptoes, Henry chuckled and leant down as she leant up and pressed her lips to his cheek, "love you daddy," she smiled before running off.
She was the last one inside the classroom so quickly hung up her coat and bag on her peg before finding her seat beside Tink. The blonde girl was almost bouncing in her seat, her hair beginning to fall out of the tight bun that rested on top of her head. "Regina! Are you excited?!"
"Not really," she huffed, looking at her best friend who quite clearly was, Katrina or Tink as everyone called her had been Regina's friend since they were babies and they'd given her that nickname when they watched Peter Pan and realised she looked like Tinkerbell.
"Why not? It's going to be fun," she stated.
"I'm paired with Robin," she reminded her.
Tink grinned and shook her head, "I think Robin is nice."
"Why?"
"He is cute Gina."
"He's a boy," Regina pulled a disgusted face, "and he's gross."
"Just because he tries to play kiss chase with you at break," she giggled as Regina glared at her.
"That never happened and I would never want to kiss him. Last week he was digging up worms with Killian and eating them!"
"He didn't eat them," Emma butted in from where she was sat across from them, "he was just pretending."
"It's still gross," the brunette rolled her eyes, she and Emma had been frenemies since the beginning of Kindergarten, they always teased each other. "I don't want to be paired with him."
"Okay class, as you know, today is the day of our parent project," their teacher stated as she stood from her chair, "so we'll do the register and you can get into your pairs."
After the register everyone stood up to find the other half of their parenting group, Regina stayed in her seat with her arms folded and a scowl on her face, she wasn't going to stand up to find him, he could come to her.
"Guess who!" Suddenly she was plunged into darkness as hands covered her eyes.
"Ewww, Robin don't touch me!" She squealed, batting his hands off her and turning around to look at him.
He was watching her with a goofy grin on his face as he chuckled, "hello wifey."
"I'm not your wifey," she huffed looking away from him as he took the seat beside her. He simply sat there tapping his feet and hands in a rhythm that was already annoying Regina and the morning had only just begun.
Once all the pairs were sat together the teacher gave them another talk on how to look after the baby, instructing them what they should do when the baby made a certain noise. Regina listened carefully, she wanted to get it right, she just hoped that Robin wasn't going to mess the whole thing up for her, she knew it was more than likely that he would, he always did, but as long as she did what she was told, she wouldn't get told off for his downfalls.
She didn't even acknowledge him whilst their teacher was speaking, but she knew that he was trying to get her attention, he would nudge her gently, or try to clear his throat in the way adults do when they are trying to be subtle but really aren't. As far as Regina was concerned, he wasn't there, she could be a single parent, she didn't need his help.
"Alright, so I will hand out the babies now," the adult at the front of the classroom stated as she opened one of the cupboards on the back wall and took out some of the dolls. She handed them over to the pairs and once they had their baby, they had to find the things they would need around the classroom and take care of the baby for the rest of the day.
Robin and Regina were the last pair to be handed their baby, a little girl dressed in a pink onesie.
"What?! Why did we get a girl?!" Robin moaned.
Regina rolled her eyes as she looked over at Killian who was holding up the baby boy he had been given, "you cannot choose your child Robin," she scoffed, "you have whichever one pops out."
"No you don't! You ask the crane and he gives you the one you want."
"No he doesn't," she shook her head.
"Does too!"
"Does not! Even if he did, we wanted a girl anyway," she smiled smugly, rocking the small baby in her arms.
"You mean you wanted a girl," he huffed, glaring at her as he moved closer to look at the baby, "what are we supposed to do with a girl?"
"What are you talking about?" Regina furrowed her eyebrows as she looked up at him.
"Like, do we have to do girl stuff?"
"Robin, she's a baby, she isn't old enough to do stuff yet," Regina whispered, "now why don't you go and find the things we need and bring them back here."
"Why can't I hold the baby whilst you do that?"
"Because you can carry more than me, duh," she sat down in her chair and watched as he scowled at her before walking off to find some of the things they would need. Regina watched him go before looking down at the dolly in her arms, it still had its eyes closed and she was quite glad it wasn't crying, but it was rather boring just sitting there holding it. With a sigh she stood from her seat once again, going to find where Robin had gone.
She glanced over to the house corner and saw Tink sat with Archie as they changed their baby's nappy. On the bean bags she spotted Mary Margaret and David, he was holding the baby whilst it cried and she was simply laid faced down in the beanbag. Regina could see a range of different children working together in their pairs, but she couldn't see Robin, where on earth had he gone?
Suddenly she felt her arm being pulled and she whirled around to see Robin tugging on her, "hey!" She squeaked.
"Come with me wifey."
"Stop calling me that, I told you..."
"Come on."
She freed her arm from his grasp and shook her head, "where are we going?"
"It's a surprise," he grinned as he headed off towards the door of the classroom that led into the playground.
"Outside? Are we even allowed?"
"Well, miss left the door open," he shrugged.
"Oh," she looked at it and nodded in realisation. She wasn't sure though, she didn't know if they were actually supposed to go outside, but what she did know was that there wasn't really anywhere left inside for them to go. If the door was open then they couldn't get into trouble for going out, could they? "Okay, fine."
They made their way to the door which was, in fact, open, so they slipped outside and Robin took off running with Regina following behind him walking carefully as she held the baby. He led her towards the treehouse and stopped at the bottom before turning and looking at her, "so?"
"This is a good home," she smiled before frowning at the ladder, "but that isn't going to be safe for the baby," she stated.
"I thought you said the baby doesn't do stuff," he huffed.
"She doesn't, but what if she fell down the ladder?"
"How is she going to fall down the ladder when you're holding her?"
Regina pouted for a moment thinking about it, she used to have a baby gate at home so that she couldn't get to the stairs, she didn't have it anymore because she was a big girl now, but when she was a baby she had one. "She's a baby, she needs a gate to stop her from falling down the stairs. Did you have one at your house when you were a baby?"
"Yeah, I did, but..."
"Robin, she needs a baby gate."
"How about we put cushions in the doorway?"
"Okay," she nodded, it sounded like a decent idea until she realised there wasn't a way for her to even get up with the baby in her arms. "How are we supposed to get up there?"
"Hand me the baby whilst you climb up and then I'll bring her up."
Regina narrowed her eyes at him before realising there wasn't another option as she wasn't going to be able to climb without both her hands. "You need to be careful with her, hold her close."
"I will."
"Hold your arms out," she instructed before manoeuvring them so that he could hold the doll properly, she placed her in his arms and nodded again, "alright, do you have her?"
"Yeah."
"Good," with that she turned to the ladder and began to carefully climb up, watching her step as she went, she wasn't very confident when it came to climbing things so liked to take her time. Once she reached the top she looked down at Robin, "come up."
"I'm gonna throw her to you."
"No!" she squealed, "don't you dare Robin Locksley!"
"I was just joking," he laughed loudly but she didn't find it funny, not in the slightest.
"Don't joke! It isn't funny! Don't you dare throw our child!" He moved as though he was going to throw her and Regina screamed, "no Robin!"
He was just laughing even more and she glared at him before moving further into the treehouse and finding a fake tomato in the kitchen area, picking it up she threw it at him, smacking him on the leg.
"Hey!"
"Get up here now!"
"I'm coming okay!" He rolled his eyes as he tucked the baby under his arm before starting to climb the ladder.
"I told you to hold her properly!"
"Regina I have hold of her," he huffed before nearly dropping the doll once again, earning yet another squeal from Regina as she watched from above.
"You don't seem to have!"
"Well I do," he scaled the rest of the ladder and Regina practically snatched the baby back out of his arms, holding her close as she moved to sit at one of the coloured plastic chairs that sat around a little table.
"You nearly killed our baby," she huffed.
"I didn't nearly kill her," he narrowed his eyes at Regina, "stop being a drama queen."
Regina simply shook her head and looked down, he had nearly killed the baby.
After about twenty minutes of them looking after the baby whilst it slept, something that mainly consisted of Regina guarding over it and not letting Robin get too close, a loud wail rang through the treehouse, working to startle them both. Regina looked down to see that the baby's eyes were now open and she was crying blue murder. "It's okay baby," she shushed, picking her from where she had been laid on top of some cushions.
"Why does she make that awful noise?" Robin groaned as he came over from the mini kitchen with an apron on and a pan in his hand.
"Babies cry Robin, that's what they do. What are you doing?"
"Making food," he stated, trying to flip a rubber pancake in the plastic frying pan but dropping it on the floor.
"Well I don't think I want any of your food if that's how it's made," she looked to the pancake as Robin picked it up and put it back in the pan.
"I wasn't making it for you anyway."
"Fine."
"Fine," he huffed walking back over to the workspace.
Regina glanced back down at the wailing baby in her arms, Robin was right, it was an awful noise, she tried rocking it gently but it didn't stop, "maybe she's hungry."
"I have a bottle," Robin stated, appearing with a baby bottle in his hand. Regina nodded and took it from him before holding it to the doll's mouth as though she were feeding it, the crying stopped and Robin grinned at her, "she was hungry."
"Yep," Regina nodded before putting the bottle down and lifting the doll into another position. Just as they thought that the crying had stopped, she let out another loud wail and Regina stared at the baby, it was annoying. "Robin, you can hold her."
"I don't want to hold her when she's making that noise," he shook his head as he moved away.
"Robin! You can't expect me to hold her all day!"
"You only want to hold her when she's sleeping, but you won't let me."
"You need to change her diaper!"
"I don't want to change her diaper, that's gross," Robin scoffed shaking his head.
"She doesn't actually poop Robin, she's a doll!"
"Let's just leave her in here then and come back later when she's stopped crying."
"Robin we can't leave her alone, we are supposed to be her parents, we are meant to look after her," Regina protested, she couldn't believe he would even suggest such a thing.
"You just said she was a doll, she wouldn't know if we were here or not."
"Yes, but Robin she's a magic doll," Regina whispered, "she's probably listening to what we are saying right now."
Robin's eyes widened as he looked at the baby, trying to assess for himself if Regina was telling him the truth, "how do you know that?"
"The teacher said," she quipped and they both stared at the doll who was still wailing loudly, "so Robin, you have to change her diaper or the teacher will tell you off."
"What about you though, you haven't changed the diaper."
"No, I gave her the bottle."
"Why couldn't I have given her the bottle, you get to do all the good things whilst I have to do the bad ones."
"Robin you should be used to gross things by now, I saw you eat a worm last week," she folded her arms and rose a single eyebrow at him. She had seen it with her own eyes so it wasn't a lie, even if Emma had been adamant that he hadn't actually eaten the worm.
"I didn't eat a worm!" he yelled, "I would never eat a living creature!"
She could see that he was angry by the colour of his face and apparently that meant she had found his sore spot, "I bet you'd eat a spider if there was one."
"No, I wouldn't!" he huffed as he snatched the crying baby from her arms, "you are a rubbish mommy!"
"Well you are a rubbish daddy!" she spat back before heading towards the steps of the treehouse, she was going to tell the teacher that Robin had just snatched the baby from her, maybe then he would be put in timeout and then she wouldn't have to put up with him for the rest of the day.
"Regina! Come back!" Robin yelled and she looked up to see him leaning over the edge with the doll in his arms, "I'll drop the baby."
"Don't you dare!" she squealed, stopping where she was on the ladder, which wasn't very far as she was still uncertain about heights and wobbly ladders, "if you drop that baby Robin I will divorce you!"
"I thought you said you weren't my wifey."
"I'm not, but you put that baby down right now! Or I will tell miss that you snatched her from me and tried to kill her!"
"Are you going to leave the baby without a mother?"
"No," she glared at him, climbing back up as she struggled to pull herself onto the wooden deck, "but you are annoying and why won't she stop crying?"
"Maybe because she wants you to stop yelling at me," he huffed as he moved further into the treehouse and dropped down onto one of the beanbags.
Regina watched him before glancing at the classroom, "I think we should go back inside now," she stated, "maybe one of the others will know how to make her stop."
"Maybe," he agreed. They both carefully made their way out of the treehouse, Robin opting to go first in order to make sure that she didn't fall.
She cautiously stepped down, sighing in relief when her feet met solid ground and she wasn't suspended in the air any longer. Once she was down, she turned to Robin and held her arms out, "I can take her now," she quipped.
"I want to hold her for a little longer," Robin protested, holding the baby protectively to his chest
"Fine," Regina huffed as she folded her arms and turned around to walk back to the classroom, "you can hold her until we get back inside and then I get her back," she stated continuing walking. She stopped at the classroom door and turned around to see where he was and noticed that he'd sat down on the climbing frame, "what are you doing?"
"You said I could hold the baby whilst we were outside, so I'm holding the baby outside," he grinned at her mischievously.
"That's not what I meant," she groaned, "we're supposed to be going inside."
"I don't want to go inside now," he huffed, "I want to stay outside."
"You said you wanted to go in!" She yelled, running up to him and stopping in front of him, her hands going to her hips as she glared down at him.
"I'm not scared of you."
"You're a big meanie! I'm going to tell Miss!"
"Nooooo Regina, stop it, you're telling tales!"
"No I'm not, I want to go inside," she stuck her bottom lip out hoping it would make him feel sorry for her and do what she wanted but apparently it had the opposite effect.
"You're such a baby," Robin stated as he stood from the climbing frame, taking the baby with him.
"You're not sharing Robin," she moaned as she traipsed after him.
"If you want the baby so much why don't you take her from me?" He grinned holding the doll above her head.
"You know I can't reach that."
"It's not my fault you're so small."
She narrowed her eyes at him before pulling her foot back and kicking him square in the shin, causing him to squeal and drop the doll into her waiting arms. "Thanks, Robin," she smiled sweetly before turning around and running towards the classroom the sound of Robin crying following behind her. She snuck into the room and found a safe place by the sand pit, tucking into it she spied on Robin as he walked in and went straight up to the teacher. His face was red and blotchy as tears streamed down his face, she had a feeling she might be in trouble now.
"Regina, come here now please." She groaned and held the doll tighter before standing up with her head held high and walking to where the teacher was stood holding Robin's hand as he hiccupped through his tears. "Did you kick Robin?"
She contemplated saying no and denying it, it wasn't as though anyone had seen her do it, but she knew that she would probably get into even more trouble if she lied, so instead she was going to fight her way out of it and try to justify her actions, "he snatched the baby from me and then tried to kill it," she stated, looking up at the teacher with wide eyes.
"Regina you should know better than to hurt people no matter what they say to you it does not give you an excuse to kick them."
"I know," Regina whispered solemnly, it was still Robin's fault though, if he hadn't been teasing her she wouldn't have kicked him in return.
"So, what do you say to Robin?"
Regina knew exactly what the teacher wanted her to say to Robin and she refused to, she didn't want to apologise to him when he was the one who had been naughty in the first place, it wasn't fair. She turned her head away from them, holding the dolly in her arms.
"Regina, look at me when I am talking to you please, what do you say to Robin?"
"Sorry," she mumbled under her breath so Robin couldn't even hear what it was that she had said.
"Say it properly please."
"Sorry," she huffed, seeing the teacher move closer to her and before she knew what was happening the baby was being taken from her arms by the older woman.
"Until you can learn to play nicely you're going to go sit in time out okay," the teacher stated, pushing her back gently towards the lone chair in the corner of the room which had a view of everyone else playing whilst whoever was sat there could watch them have a good time whilst they were stuck sitting in their chair.
"I don't want to sit in the chair," she protested, stopping her little foot.
"Well you shouldn't kick people then should you, go sit in time out please."
Her bottom lip stuck out as tears welled up in her eyes, it wasn't fair, "I didn't want to be in Robin's group," she sobbed as she teacher steered her in the direction of the timeout corner and made her sit on the seat.
She sat there and cried, hiding her face in her hands and refusing to look at anyone. This was supposed to be a fun day, but it had turned out to be a disaster and she had ended up in trouble, all because Robin was a tease who didn't play fair. She cried quietly to herself until the tears stopped and she looked up, she wasn't going to show him her weakness any more than she already had.
Regina narrowed her eyes as she sat in her chair in the corner of the room, she watched as Robin rocked the baby gently back and forth, annoyance glinted in her eyes as she tried to pull faces at him. Every time he would look over her way he would give her a smug smirk which made her even more annoyed than she already was and she would scowl at him in return. He knew exactly how to push her buttons and infuriate her.
After another ten minutes of her sitting calculating Robin's demise, the teacher came over to her, "right young lady, are you ready to be nice to Robin again?"
Regina nodded, "yes," she whispered, looking down at her feet.
"Well then, go apologise nicely and you can play."
Gritting her teeth, she slipped off her seat and walked over to Robin, "I'm sorry Robin," she said in the sweetest voice she could muster, she was going to be so incredibly nice to him that he would want to give her the baby back, "I'm sorry I kicked you and we aren't divorced," she smiled at him, watching as his eyes lit up and he beamed at her.
"You mean you're still my wifey?!"
"Yes," she agreed.
"That's better, the two of you play nicely now," the teacher instructed before leaving them alone.
"I am sorry I kicked you, Robin," she whispered, looking at him with sad eyes.
"It's okay Gina," he smiled, "and you can hold the baby if you want to," he passed the baby to her.
"Thank you," she beamed taking her from him before standing up and moving to walk away.
"Where are you going?"
"I'm leaving."
"You can't just take my child!"
"I'm taking what's rightfully mine," she smirked as she moved into the toy kitchen area.
"Well I'm coming with you then!" he yelled running after her.
"You'll have to catch me first!" she giggled playfully as he chased her.
"I'm going to kiss you!"
"Nooooo! Robin!" she squealed as he wrapped his arms around her and tried to kiss her, causing her to laugh and try to wriggle away from him, "eww, gross!"
"Kissing isn't gross, my mommy and daddy kiss and they say that's what adults do."
"Well, my mommy and daddy don't kiss because they aren't gross," she grinned, beginning to walk backwards as Robin stepped towards her.
"I think you secretly want to be kissed," the five-year-old chuckled.
"No, I don't," she shook her head a smile playing on her face. He reached out and caught her off guard, landing a kiss on her cheek causing her eyes to widen and her hands to shoot up to her face, dropping the baby as she swiped away his germs, "ewwwwwwww Robin!"
"Regina you dropped the baby!"
"Oh no!" she gasped, looking at the baby which was face down in the sandpit, she dropped down and scooped it up gently, "I'm sorry baby," she whispered.
Robin sat down beside her touched the baby's head carefully, "is she okay?"
"Yes, I think she is," Regina agreed, "she isn't crying."
"Maybe you killed her."
"I didn't kill her look; her eyes are open."
"You still could have killed her."
"I didn't!" she protested, just as she did the baby began crying and she cast Robin a smug look, "see, I told you I hadn't killed her." All of a sudden though the crying became more robotic sounding and the two children stared at the doll, trying to figure out what it was doing.
"Regina, is she dying?" Robin asked in alarm.
"I don't know," she shook her head, tears welling up in her eyes as her bottom lip trembled and her cheeks turned red, "I killed the baby," she burst into tears, sobbing her little heart out as the baby stopped making the robot noises and shut its eyes.
"It's okay Gina, the baby wasn't real anyway," Robin stated his arm wrapping around her as he rested his chin on her shoulder, "please don't cry, Regina. I'm sorry, it's my fault you dropped her," he whispered on the verge of crying himself, "I shouldn't have tried to kiss you, I didn't mean it. Please don't cry, Regina, please don't," he sniffled, hugging her properly from the side as she fell against him, crying into his shoulder, her arms wrapping around him.
"I'm sorry, you were right, I am a rubbish mommy."
"No you aren't," he shook his head, his hand rubbing across her back, "it's okay Regina."
"What happened here?!" the teacher interrupted their hug and they glanced up at her, seeing her angry face looking back at them as she held up the broken doll, "who did this?"
Regina's eyes widened, she didn't want to go back in timeout, she hated it there and she had a feeling that this time she would be in even more trouble, but what else could she do, she had to tell the truth, "it was…"
"Me, I did it," Robin stated, standing from the sand, "Regina didn't do anything wrong, I broke the baby," he admitted, looking up sheepishly. "I snatched her off Regina and she broke."
"Well, it looks like you'll be in time out then doesn't it young man. You should know better than to play roughly with toys."
Robin nodded and Regina watched in astonishment as he walked over to the chair in the corner of the room, taking a punishment that was supposed to be hers, she couldn't let him take all the blame, it wasn't fair, not when it wasn't his fault anyway, "it was my fault too," Regina admitted chasing after them as she sniffled again.
"You can both go in time out then can't you and think about what you have done and how you shouldn't fight over things. No talking," she instructed, taking away the chair and making them both sit on the floor beside each other. Regina glanced up at Robin and once the teacher had gone away reached her hand out, hooking her little finger around his before flashing him a shy smile. Maybe Robin wasn't as bad as she thought he was.
Regina's father was waiting for her in the playground at the end of the day, she headed out, still holding Robin's hand. When she looked up at her daddy she saw the shock on his face and giggled before turning to Robin and blushing somewhat, "bye Robin," she whispered, pressing a kiss to his cheek and squealing before running off whilst in a fit of giggles. She reached her father and took his hand, smiling up at him.
"I take it you like Robin now then?"
"He's okay," she shrugged, a grin still present on her face as she looked over her shoulder at the boy who was still stood there with his hand pressed against his cheek.
"Did he kill the baby like you said he would?" Henry questioned.
Regina simply shook her head as he lifted her into her booster seat, she was hardly going to confess to her father that it had actually been her who accidentally killed the baby and not Robin, she was too embarrassed to. He didn't need to know anyway, it wasn't important.
21 years later
Regina smiled at Robin as he laid their daughter down in her arms, "she's so beautiful," Regina breathed, leaning down to kiss the sleeping baby.
"Just like her mother," he grinned, perching on the edge of the bed, "I'm so proud of you," Robin stated, kissing his wife just as she'd kissed their baby girl. "You are so amazing," he whispered, running his fingers through her hair as she laid back in the hospital bed.
"I promise I will never take her away from you," she giggled thinking back to the time they were children and had to be parents for a day.
"And I promise never to threaten to drop our child, ever!"
"You better not!" she scoffed, smacking him playfully, looking down at the baby in her arms, the little life that they had created between the two of them, "she is perfect Robin she really is."
"Yes, she is, she looks like you," he stated, brushing a single finger over the scattering of dark hair covering their daughter's hair.
"I love her so much, and I love you," Regina smiled, cupping his cheek.
He grinned at her and chuckled before quipping, "I love you too wifey."