A/N: Wow, new story. I guess since the show is now back, I'm hoping to have more readers, especially because they will be yearning for some OQ. I'm also hoping that the show gives us some valuable OQ moments or, if not, at least some closure between the two.

Hopefully you guys will enjoy this story. I will warn you that in some of the future chapters, it will get a little mature, if you know what I mean. And of course, I'll put a warning at the top of the chapter in case you don't want to read it.

I usually post updates on my social media accounts which are csouatoq on both Twitter and Instagram.

For now - I'll stop talking so you can go ahead and read, "Mr. Locksley".

Enjoy it.

One

"How dare you threaten me like that?" Robin yelled across the room. He had just about had it with Marian, "After 7 years, you're just going to walk away?"

"That's what it looks like, doesn't it, Robin?" Marian said as she picked up her briefcase. She flung it open and shook all of the papers out, letting them disperse across the floor.

Robin stepped towards her and started to pick up the files, "Marian, at least take a minute to think about this. You're going to regret it."

She stopped and looked at him, "I already thought about it Robin, and it just has to end."

"I don't want you to leave," he said as she stood up and grabbed her hand, "I don't want to lose you."

"You already have, Robin." She said as she took her hand away and slid the engagement ring off of her finger.

Robin stared at the ring that was placed in the palm of his hand and said, "So you're leaving both of us? Me and your job?"

"The job was already decided, I told you the other day I had to go," she sighed and stepped through the doorway before looking back, "And you, well, I don't know what had happened but I can't feel the spark anymore."

She shut the door as she said her last words. Robin shoved the ring in his pocket and ran after her, meeting her at the front door and saying, "I can make the spark come back, please Marian. Don't go."

"It's for the best, Robin," she said, "I will always love you."

She handed him the key to his house and left a kiss on his cheek, something that he would never have again for a long time.

"Fine, just walk away like you always do!" He yelled.

She stopped and turned around, "I'm sorry, what did you say?"

He stepped outside and walked over to her, "You're walking away. Again. Like you do from all of your problems."

"The job isn't my problem. You are, Robin," she said, "Ever since you proposed a few weeks ago, it seems like you've been acting so differently. It's crazy, actually."

"I am not acting differently, I'm acting the same I always do," he yelled back.

She shook her head, "You're temper is going insane, you're never on time and you snap when I ask you where you were, and you don't even act like the man I fell in love with!"

"Well you're no diamond either, love," Robin snapped, "In fact, I'm glad you're quitting and leaving me, I can't stand you anymore!"

"Me? I'm the one who is normal!"

He laughed and poked her shoulder, "No, you - you don't seem to ever want to be romantic, it's like you don't even love me. You never do the work that's assigned to you - in fact, I only kept you on the staff because you were my girlfriend. You are never home when I am and you do stupid shit like this all the time! You run away!"

"I'm done with this conversation, Robin," she scoffed, "Goodbye."

He watched as she crossed the street and got in her car, leaving behind all of their memories and saying goodbye to not only him, but the past 7 years they had known each other.

Robin had never expected to lose her. She had been something great in his life - the only great thing in his life. She was the sudden spark that made him go insanely soft and who opened his heart to new adventures. She opened his mind to newer and better things and now she was gone.

He was stupid to start up that argument, stupid to let his temper get the best of him. Now he was sure that he'd never see her again. If he had just let her go peacefully, maybe there would've been a future of friendship with her. Now there was no hope.

Robin spun on his heel and stormed back into the office building. His face was growing red and his fists were clenching. The workers in his way moved because they knew that anyone who got in his way, would receive hell. He just rolled his eyes at the workers who stared at him and whispered and ran into his office, locking the door behind him. He headed over to the computer and started typing up an ad for a new assistant.

It read:

Locksley Inc. is looking for a new assistant. Benefits include high pay, lunch breaks, manageable hours, and a beautiful office. In need of an organized, time-efficient, ready-to-work person.

Contact Robin Locksley at rlocksley or 777-898-6748

He hit send as he clenched his fists once more. His took a deep breath and tried to calm down. But he knew from past experiences that his temper took a while to calm down. He sighed and went to the area where the papers remained spurred across the floor.

Robin bent down and picked them up, straightening her in his hand and ordering them back to the way they were originally. He placed them on his desk as he sighed and stuck his hand in his pocket. He pulled out the ring and stared at it. The diamond meant nothing to him anymore. She meant nothing to him anymore.

He twirled it around in his hand and strolled over to the window before opening it and throwing the ring out. The office being built right next to the ocean had its advantages. Then he walked over to the other door in his room which was the path to the conjoined office of his assistant - who as we all know recently vacated the area. He started to go through the things she left behind.

Robin came upon a picture of them two hugging. It was taken right after he proposed. He punched the glass and let it shatter in his hands, the shards falling to the ground and the picture popping out. He tore it in half and threw it in the trashcan before cleaning up the broken glass and rubbing his knuckles.

Before he knew it, all of her memories were flooding out of his mind, and he was somewhat calm. He sighed contently and shrugged to himself before he heard a ding on his computer. His head shot around as he ran back into his room. He saw an email notification pop up at the bottom of his screen. He walked over and clicked on it, reading the email that said:

Mr. Robin Locksley,

It would be my pleasure to be your assistant. I have past working experience in an office and did an internship in college at the Gold Corporations. I would love to schedule an interview so I could present my credentials and skills to you. Please contact me with any questions.

Thank you for this opportunity.

Respectfully,

Regina Mills

He smiled as he finished reading the email. Maybe losing Marian wouldn't be too bad. He quickly replied:

Miss Regina Mills,

I would love to schedule an interview with someone of your experience. How is tomorrow at noon for you?

Robin Locksley

He continued to clean his office before he heard another ding on his computer. He opened the email that said:

Mr. Locksley,

That sounds perfect. See you then.

Regina Mills

He clapped to himself as he shut off his email and logged off the computer. He decided to go home and prepare for tomorrow's day at work.

The next morning...

"Good morning, Mr. Locksley," Snow said as he stood and followed him, "You got a message from Mr. Gold over at Gold Corporations about some Regina Mills, would you like me to recite it for you?"

Robin nodded.

"He says, 'Feisty, but brilliant, was an amazing worker here a few years ago. She may be young but she works to your highest expectations. Hire her, you won't regret it.'" Snow said as they both came to a stop and Robin turned to her.

"Thank you, Snow," he smiled and unlocked his office, "That'll be all."

She nodded and spun around, walking back to her desk in the lobby. Robin shook his head and laughed, could this Regina Mills be all that and more? Could she be this perfect assistant and worker that Gold had said her to be? Only one way to find out.

He plopped his briefcase and jacket on the couch before gliding over to his window and looking out. The clouds were getting heavier. He could sense that there was a storm coming, eventually. Robin turned as he heard a ding on his computer. He sat down to read his emails and checked the clock, which read 11:45.

Suddenly, he heard a knock on his door, "Come in."

Snow popped her head inside and said, "Your noon interview is here. Regina Mills?"

"Send her in." Robin said as he leaned back in his chair and waited.

He watched as the doorknob turned slightly and then stopped, before he heard a woman's voice that was unfamiliar to him through the door. He cleared his throat and sat up straight, leaning his elbows on the desk and quickly running his fingers through his dirty blonde hair. The door opened slightly and then completely, revealing the Regina Mills.

Her hair was a rich shade of mahogany. It flowed in waves to adorn her glowing, olive-like skin. Her eyes, framed by long lashes, were a dark, but curious hazel, and seemed to brighten the world. A straight nose, full lips, high cheekbones, and a nice body - she seemed the picture of perfection. She was stunningly gorgeous, like a painting of a goddess brought to life. She smiled sweetly at him, her eyes sparkling like stars flaunted on the night sky.

"I'm Regina Mills, and you must be Mr. Locksley," she said as she stepped inside his office and slowly shut the door behind her.

She was a beautiful woman. She seemed highly practiced at seduction. Just by the look of her, her little show of cleavage, her raised eyebrow and small smirk, and her impeccable beauty overall, could bring a man to his hands and knees.

Robin cleared his throat and shut his eyes, "Yes, that's what my desk says."

Stupid comment.

She raised both of her eyebrows and bit her bottom lip before letting out a small laugh, "Pleasure to meet you."

Before he knew it, she came close to him and held out her hand, waiting to shake his. He processed her actions and grabbed her hand, shaking it and then inviting her to sit down, "I've heard a lot of things about you."

"All bad I hope," she said, but he didn't do anything but raise an eyebrow.

"That was a joke," she said, "Did Gold talk to you?"

Robin nodded, "How did you know?"

"He and I remained friends after I left the internship and finished college. Ever since I left, I've been working downtown, actually for three years, and he has always tried to get me these promotions because of 'how good I am'." She shrugged.

Robin raised an eyebrow, "Ah, I see. Shall we start the interview?"

She nodded.

"Alright, so first, I'm just going to ask you some simple questions about yourself," he said as he glanced down at her cleavage, gulping loudly and forcing himself to look away, "Where do you live? Like how close in proximity of this office building?"

"The apartments downtown, across from the spa," she said.

He nodded and wrote her answers down, "How old are you? How long do you have experience in this field?"

"I'm 27, interned at Gold Corporations for two and a half years beginning in my senior year of highschool, left them in my sophomore year of college," she looked up to him, "Then I got a job downtown in my junior year of college, graduated, spent a year there on my own, and now I'm here."

He stared at her and then nodded, "Why do you want this job?"

"I think I'm ready to move onto bigger and better things, Mr. Locksley," she smirked as she looked up to his eyes, "And I think that's you."

"Me?"

She corrected herself, "Well, your company."

He cleared his throat. Clearly, he was digging himself into a hole he would never get out of. Becoming distracted by a beautiful woman that he needed to hire was not in his best interest. The possibility of becoming intimate with this woman would not be in his best interest.

The option of looking at this woman and not thinking anything dirty - that would be in his best interest.

But how was he supposed to do that when she looked that good?

"Just write down your contact information on here, and I will get back to you later this evening," he said as he slid a paper in front of her with a pen. Her fingers skimmed his as she grabbed the pen and he instantly felt a shot of exhilaration through his entire body. He eyed her as she signed the paper with her perfect script and wrote down her phone number and email, something that now he would own himself.

"Is that all?" Regina said as she stood and held out her hand.

He stood as well then, "Yes, thank you for your time."

Robin met her hand and shook it, yet again feeling that shot go through his body. He cleared his throat again as she turned on her heel and said goodbye, before she made her way to the door and grabbed the doorknob, turning back to him.

"Thank you, Mr. Locksley."

She slipped through the doorway and shut the door behind her as Robin fell down into his chair and licked his lips. He shook his head and smirked to himself, "I'm in a lot of trouble."

That night...

Regina peeked down at her phone as she heard it ringing. She picked it up and answered the call, "Hello?"

Mrs. Mills?

"Miss, actually, but yes this is she." She said.

Sorry. You're hired.

"You will not regret it, sir, when should I be in?"

Tomorrow morning, 7 sharp. I'll train you for an hour and then you'll be on your own. Bring some coffee, you'll need the energy.

"Thank you. See you then, Mr. Locksley."

The next morning…

Regina flattened her skirt as she stepped out of her Red Mustang, slipping the keys into her Micheal Kors bag and flipping her hair out of her face. She curled the strands in between her fingers and puckered her lips before applying a layer of lip balm. Within the next seconds, she crossed the street and made her way to the front door, before taking a deep breath and strutting inside.

She pulled off her sunglasses and slipped them inside her bag as she continued to walk down the hallway and to the lobby's front desk.

"Good morning, how can I help you?" the secretary said.

"Hi, how are you? I'm Regina Mills, Mr. Locksley's new assistant," she said.

The secretary stood up. She was short and skinny, with a dark brown pixie cut and brown eyes. She smiled and held her hand out, "The name's Mary Margaret, but people around here call me Snow, so feel free to. It's very nice to meet you, Ms. Mills."

Regina shook Snow's hand, "Please, call me Regina, and the pleasure is all mine."

"Lucky gal, working for Mr. Locksley," Snow smiled as she came around her desk and motioned for Regina to follow her down the hallway. She pulled out a pair of keys from her pocket and unlocked the door, which led to a dark room. Before turning the lights on, she handed Regina the keys.

Snow pulled her inside and flipped on the lights, revealing a giant and beautiful office. The walls were painted a light gray, which were beautifully accented with black and white furniture and a red rug. Along with that, there was a couch and TV set, with a large window that covered one of the walls entirely and had a great view of the city. Regina gasped at the sight and flinched as the door, which was connecting her office to Robin's, swung open.

"I gather you fancy it?" Robin said as he carefully shut the door behind him and strolled to the center of the room.

Regina let her mouth drop and just nodded.

"Here is your sign in and your pass," Snow said as she went to the door, "Come talk to me when you have time. Good luck, Regina."

With that, Snow left and there was only the silence between Regina and Robin.

"It's beautiful," she said.

He smiled out the window and crossed his hands behind his back, "Thank you, I designed it myself."

"You have a wonderful taste," she said as he spun around and raised an eyebrow, "I mean, you know, you have an eye for design, not that you have a good, um not like that, like, you know what I mean."

He laughed as her cheeks grew red, "I'll let that slip, you'll have to deal with my jokes all the time anyways."

"Looking forward to them," she said with a smile. He strolled over to her and handed her a folder.

She gave him a confused look as he spoke, "This is all the basic information, the phone shortcuts, emails, all that stuff, if you need anything, I'm literally a wall away."

"That's good for me," she said as she rolled her tongue, not realizing that it came out that way. She raised her hand to her mouth and gave him and innocent look before they fell into a laughing fit.

"So training?" He cleared his throat.

"Yes, training." she laughed and straightened herself.

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