A/N: So guys, this is my first story. So I will apologize if the story sucks or if there are wrong grammars or writing sins I've committed. English in't my first language and I don't have a beta reader so I'm just relying on my own knowledge and google for now. But if want you to help me write, feel free to message me and review the story. Tell me what you want, what you liked or didn't like from the story. I'm very open so don't worry :)
Disclaimer: I do not own ABC's Once Upon A Time and its characters.
It was a sunny morning of March, not too hot and not too cold, just a perfect temperature for me. I heard my mom and felt her pulling the blanket covering my body away from me. I have been living with my parents for the past two months ever since he gave me space to think, to know what I really want, rather who I really want.
"Hey sweetheart, come on, it's time to wake up. I already asked Johanna to cook your breakfast. You'll be late for work if you don't get up. Please baby, get up, shower, go down and eat your breakfast. I don't want my grandchild to be malnourished." I kept my eyes closed while my mom pleaded to me to get up. I only opened them when my mom mentioned my baby, my baby that is inside of me. Realization struck me hard. A realization that I have someone inside of me that I need to take care of and love with my whole heart and most of all to get my shit together before it becomes too late.
I sat up and placed my hands on my belly that is still flat considering I'm almost done with my first trimester and begun talking to my baby, "Hi baby, good morning, this is mommy. I want to say that I love you and I am so sorry if I've been neglecting you these past couple of weeks, but I promise you that I will never do that again and I will take care of both of us."
I got out of my bed, went to my bathroom and shower, when I finished, I dressed up and thanked God that my office clothes still fit me, head down stairs to have my breakfast. I saw daddy at the table having his usual breakfast, coffee and oatmeal with some fruit toppings reading the morning newspaper. I sat on the chair adjacent to his, facing my mom. I greeted and asked daddy when I settled down, "Good morning daddy, how was your sleep?"
"Good morning sweetheart, it was good, how's my grandchild this morning? Did he give you problem this morning?" He asked with a smile on his face.
"No dad, he has been good. I rarely throw up in the morning. So far, so good." I answered with a grin painted on my face.
"Is that so hija? Well, when I was pregnant with you, I barely kept the food inside me. You constantly make me wanna throw up. Your dad even gifted me a trash can that was shaped like a toilet bowl because I kept vomiting the whole day for almost six months!" And the three of them laughed.
"By the way mom, do you need a ride to the office?" I asked.
"Oh hija thank you, but no thanks. Your dad and I have a lunch meeting with some potential investors, so most probably I won't go to office today."
When I finished my breakfast, I grabbed my purse and coat, kissed them goodbyes and went to work.
When I arrived in the hospital, after being gone for almost two months, I noticed almost all of the staff was staring at me. It looked like they saw a ghost. I ignored them and went straight to my consultation room and waited for my patients to arrive. While waiting, I let myself to be consumed by my own thoughts. It's so ironic. The great Dr. Regina Mills, one of the best cardiologists in the United States, cannot mend her dying heart. The person who has answers to almost every questions, cannot even answer the questions swirling around her brain that she formulated for the past two months. She got distracted when she heard the door open, thinking it was a patient she quickly wiped the tears that ran down her face. She was taken aback when the person hugged her tightly without saying a word. It was her friend, Tink Rose, a fellow cardiologist. They met while taking their pre-med course, Regina was taking up nursing while Tink was taking up pharmacy. They had several classes together and the first they met, they hit it off immediately and became very close friends even though they are somehow opposites.
Tink let got of her and inquired, "My God Regina! I missed you. Where have you been? How are you? One day I got a call from Aunty Cora asking if I could cover your shifts, and of course I said yes but when I asked why, she just said that you'll tell me when you're ready. I was so worried. I wanted to go to your house but knowing you, I know you'll come around when you need me and it's either you want to deal with it on your own or with Robin."
I just said with a forced a smile, "I missed you too. I'm fine, I guess. I just took vacation."
"Oh Regina, I'm so happy seeing you today but I'm not happy seeing you like this. We've known each for so long, you cannot lie to me. Tell me what's wrong. I can clearly see dark circles and bags under your eyes." She said with a concern look.
"Nothing's wrong Tink, I just needed a vacation, that's it." I lied.
"You know Regina, that is bullshit. I know you. You don't like taking vacations even though you needed it. I can still remember how Aunty Cora almost dragged you out of your house to go and take a vacation with them. So tell me what's the problem. I'm all ears. I'm your friend, you know you can trust me so please tell me. I hate seeing you like this. I can see your walls that was broken down by Robin starting to come up again."
With the mention of his name and what good he did to me, I started crying in front of my friend.
"Tink, I don't know what to do anymore. I screwed up. I'm so stupid, Tink! I don't know what came to me. I hate myself for being so weak. For taking him for granted. I don't wanna lose him, but I feel like I already did. God Tink! I'm so stupid and weak! I don't deserve him, but I want and need him. I love him! And it hurts because I know I hurt him so bad. I'm so scared. What if he doesn't come back to me?! What if he doesn't want and need me anymore?! What if he doesn't love anymore?!" I said in between sobs.
I saw a slight shock expression on her her face when I wiped my tears with back of my hands but still thankful that my friend let me finish before answering me, "Regina, stop with your thoughts, I don't know what exactly happened but that's impossible! Robin loves you so much, he will not leave you! And you are the smartest and strongest woman I know so stop right there."
"You don't understand Tink! I screwed up big time! I can't just call him and say sorry. I know hurt him so much. Tink, this was the only time I saw him cry so much! And it sill pains when I remember how sad and angry his face was. I don't know what to do!" I begun crying again while saying those words in between sobs.
My friend hugged so tight once again while stroking my hair while trying to calm me down and even my breathing, "Shush, Regina calm down, breathe with me okay? Inhale, exhale." Repeating those words a few times and then she let me go.
When she let me go, she said, "I want to help you get Robin back. You know I love you both and I hate seeing you like this. But I need to know what happened. Please, Regina tell me."
I sighed, tried to gather the events of the past three months, as well as courage to tell my friend how stupid I am and how I screwed up and how blind I was to recognize all the good and beautiful things in front of me. When I felt that I was ready to tell her everything, in details, one of the staff in the hospital knocked on my room to tell me that my patient is in the waiting area and let him know if I'm ready to meet my first patient that morning.
"Regina, we're not yet done. I really want to help. Let's catch up. Lunch, what do you say?" My friend inquired.
"Yes Tink. See you lunch time. You can go back to your apartment, I know you're tired for taking my shift for two months. Thank you Tink. See you at lunch. I'll call you later where we'll meet." I told her that and she walked out of my consultation room. I took several minutes to gather myself before I let myself my first patient in. I was surprised when I saw a family of three entering my room. All of them looked healthy, I let them take a seat and I inquired if they have record in the hospital, the blonde lady answered, "Good morning Dr. Mills, I'm Emma, this is my son Henry," holding the boy's hand, "and this is my husband Neal."
After introducing her family, she said that they don't have a record in the hospital yet, so I asked her to fill up the information sheet, and found out that it was their son, Henry, that has a heart ailment. Emma gave me the past medical records of Henry, I read it briefly, and assisted them to different labs to take several tests. When Henry was done with the tests, I talked to Emma regarding on the next steps they will take to heal Henry. I said that we'll have to wait for the results of the tests and I'll read his past medical records thoroughly. I told Emma that I'll personally call her when I got the results and found out what's wrong with Henry's heart. And when I was saying goodbye to them, Henry hugged me from the waist and said, "Thank you. I have faith in you." my heart swell with the affection that the little boy gave and before I knew it they're gone.
The rest of the morning went by pretty fast, no surgeries just two more patients with minor problem with their hearts. When I glanced at the clock, she it was already 11:50am. I was craving for some Italian cuisine so I called Tink to meet me at the Italian restaurant near the hospital.
By 12 noon, I clocked out and went to the parking lot to get my car and drove to the restaurant. When I went in, I saw Tink and walked to the table where Tink was sitting.
"Let's order and you'll tell me what happened." My friend said with a comforting smile painted on her face.
A/N2: I hope you enjoy this chapter and please tell what you want to see on the next chapters. But from what I have in my mind, it might only be a two shot or three. I hope you'll review. :)