#OQFixItWeek is finally here! WooHoo! Enjoy and let me know your thoughts! I'm sorry this is so small, but I promise the other ones will be bigger than this one.
Day 1 - Robin never died.
Regina woke up from the worst nightmare she could possibly ever have, her lips parted, her breath uneven, her body tremulous. She looked around and realized it was still dawn. She turned on her bedside lamp, a quick glance at the clock showed her it was just past 3 am. In her nightmare, the underworld trip didn't go exactly as it planned, and it ended with Hades killing Robin. Her soulmate.
But in reality, that didn't happen, and she sighed in relief as she turns her head to the side and sees her husband sleeping right beside her. His chest rising and falling, steady and constant like the waves crashing onto the sand. So peaceful.
No, in reality, Hades never got to leave the underworld. He stayed there, trapped, thankfully.
She leaned on her elbow and, with a lightness of touch, traced her fingertips over his face. Unchecked by his piercing blue eyes, she was free to study his features. He was handsome, his face full of appeal, his scruff covered chin that always trickle her in the most wonderful ways, the crease of dimples either side of his mouth that appeared everytime he smiled. His straight, blonde hair had now unruly and rebellious tufts sticking up.
She ran her fingers through his soft hair and she felt him stirring slightly, beginning to wake up. His eyelids flicked and, a couple of seconds later, opened. He smiled lazily, sleepy and content as he turned to face her.
She returned with a smile of her own, thought he knew better, he knew her better than he knew himself. He immediately noticed something was wrong.
"Is everything alright?" he asked, the concern showing in his voice, one of his arms sliding under her head, the other around her waist, as his thigh pushed between her own, bringing her closer.
She sighed, taking comfort in the physical contact he was providing her.
"It's nothing… major, really. I shouldn't be so shaken up about it." she said, hating how weak her voice sounded even to herself.
"Do you feel like sharing what happened?"
She could see in his face that in case she choose to not tell him, he wouldn't force it. He would let her keep this to herself, he would let her share this with him on her own time, when she was ready.
She sighed as she lifted her hands to cup his face, whispering a "You're too perfect, you know that?"
He grinned, his tongue caught between his teeth.
"Just looking out for my lovely wife." he replied, his hands tracing soothing circles on her back.
"I just had a bad dream. Our trip to underworld ended differently, and I… you died trying to save me, you sacrificed your life for mine." she sniffed, tears falling down her face before she could stop them.
He lifted his free hand, his thumb gently wiping her tears away. The hand on her back brought her even closer, her face finding a home in the crock of his neck. He let her cry there as long as she needed to. He was a firm believer that keeping your emotions to yourself only hurts you more and makes you sick.
He kept muttering soothing words, rubbing her back, until he felt that her tears ceased to flow and her shoulder stopped shaking.
"I'm here, love." he whispered quietly, "And I don't plan on going anywhere."
He hugged her tight, and she could swear his hug had the power to rid the world of all its problems.
When she pulled back from the hug, he catched her lips on his, kissing her slowly. His lips caressing hers, reassuring her, as he held her close with an arm wrapped around her waist. She lifted her hands to touch his face, her lips automatically opening for him. They made out for a few minutes, and when their lungs started to struggle for air, they parted just for a few inches, their foreheads linked.
Their heard a noise and they looked at the door, seeing the knob twisting and the door opened.
Their 5 years old, Rose, stepped inside, sheepishly.
"Come here, hun," Regina prompted, patting the bed and asking her daughter to join them there.
She went easily, jumping in the bed and hugging her mother as her little hands searched for her father's hands.
"Sweetheart, what happened?"
"I had a dream today that scared me." she mumbled against her mother's chest and Regina felt for her child.
Regina brushed a hand through her daughter's dark locks, leaning back a little so she could stare at her blue ocean eyes that she inherited from her father.
"Can I tell you a secret, darling?" Regina whispered.
Her daughter nodded.
"I also had a nightmare today. But they're didnt really happen, they aren't real, and we have to focus on that."
"Really?" Rose's eyes perked up in surprise. "Adults have nightmare too?"
Regina felt her heart exploding with love for her daughter's innocence and cuteness.
"We do." Regina confirmed. "It happens to all of us, in all ages. Do you want to sleep with mom and dad today?"
"Yes." the little girl said, laying in beside her mother and her father.
"Alright." Regina smiled as Robin leaned to kiss his daughter's forehead, and then pressing a light kiss on his wife's temple before laying down to sleep.
Regina turned out lamp and a thought occurred to her. Nightmares be damned. Her family was alive and well, and nobody was going to take that away from her.