When Regina realised that she was three months late for her monthly, panic set in, she thought that they had been careful, but obviously not. She buried her head in her hands, she was going to have to tell him, what would he say, would he want her? What would her mother do? She wouldn't accept it, there wasn't a chance that she would, she would find a way to take her baby away from her. Not just that, but she would be a disgrace to her family and she was spoiled, she knew that any way, she knew what laying with him out of wedlock would do to her reputation. But quite frankly she couldn't have cared less, she was in love with him and he was with her and it had come to the point where they simply couldn't hold back any more.

She stared at herself in the mirror, her long hair that she had been growing for years was flowing down her back, running past her waist, it was usually tied up in an elaborate updo, but sometimes she just like to watch it ripple in the wind. She picked up her brush off her vanity and began pulling it through the long strands, then suddenly she was startled when she heard her window open. She turned to see Robin climbing through.

"What are you doing?" She stared at him wide eyed.

"I had to see you." He came up behind her and kissed her neck.

"Robin, I…" She closed her eyes and her head lolled back as he ran his lips across her skin, making his way to the crook of her neck. "Mmm."

"I love you so much." He mumbled, his lips still attached to her.

She shook her head and stood up out of her chair. "Robin, you need to leave." She stated. It was for his own safety, if her mother caught them in her room together, god know what she would do to him.

"Regina." He sighed "I want to see you today, please don't send me away."

"Robin, you know you can't be here." She looked around as if Cora was going to come into the room at any minute.

He bit his bottom lip and moved towards her, placing his hands on her hips. "Regina." He pouted. "Regina." He kissed her cheek. "Regina." He moved his lips to cover hers, pulling her against him, receiving a low moan from her and she pressed against his already hard member.

"Robin." She pulled her lips from his "We, can't what if someone comes in?"

"Do you not have a lock on your door?"

"Not on the inside." She huffed, moving to the bed and sitting on it. "Robin." She whispered a single tear rolling down her cheek as she realised that she would have to tell him.

"What? What is it?" he asked, leaning down and taking her hands in his, she could hear the concern in his voice.

"I, we, well, we made a baby." She closed her eyes and begged herself not to cry in front of him.

"Regina, you're, you're pregnant?" Instead of the disgusted tone she had been expecting to hear, his voice sounded like one of pure joy, she opened her eyes to look at him.

"Yes."

A massive smile appeared on his face as he picked her up in his arms "I'm going to be a pa." He laughed.

"You're not angry at me?"

"Angry at you? Regina, why would I be angry at you? I love you and I am over the moon."

"Really?" She asked, tilting her head, a smile coming upon her own lips.

"Of course, we are going to have a baby."

She let out a little laugh and nodded "Yes, yes we are."

He spun her around and kissed her, cradling her in his arms, his hands running along the base of her back. Breaking the kiss, he pulled back "Marry me."

"What?"

"Marry me."

"I would love to." She smirked, finding his lips again. Her hands came to the buttons on his shirt as she began to undo them, then she slid it down off his shoulders. He found the hem of her dress and pulled it up over her head, causing her hair to splay all over her body, in raven waves. She flung the light nightdress across the room and looked down at herself, she was naked, her breasts only covering being her ebony locks.

She smiled at him, forgetting where she was, her only thought being what they were about to do, carefully he lifted her in his arms and placed her on the bed. Before shuffling onto it with her and moving between her legs. He ran his hands up her legs, towards her core where she was throbbing with need. He was about to touch her properly when they heard the door click, Regina shot up and grabbed her nightdress holding it in front of her. "Robin, go!"

"Shit." He grabbed his shirt and was on the window ledge when the door flung open and Cora walked in.

"What is the meaning of this?"

"Go Robin." Regina stared at him wide eyed as she watched him reluctantly turn and climb out of the window.

"What on earth was that man doing in your room?" Cora asked as Regina held onto her nightdress, this could not be happening, her mother couldn't hot have just walked in at that moment.

"What man?" She questioned, knowing that it was useless, Cora had clearly seen Robin sat on the window sill.

"Where are your clothes?" Cora's eyes were burning into her.

"Um, here?" She held up the dress. She was a dead woman, she had told Robin that they couldn't do it in her room, yet she had been the one who had initiated the contact.

"You are lucky I walked in when I did, otherwise that man would have taken advantage of you."

"What?"

"Regina, you are a naïve child, do you know what he was going to do to you?"

"I had a vague idea yes." She scoffed, she and Robin had done it enough times for her to know what he was going to do to her, he was going to give her the most intense pleasure imaginable. A pleasure that had her withering from head to toe, something that she craved.

"You silly girl, were you consenting?"

"Of course I was consenting, I love him!" How could her mother even suggest that Robin would do anything to her against her will, he was the perfect gentleman and had never, ever forced her into anything.

Cora stared at her and scoffed "You don't know what love is."

"I do; I know that I love him more than I have ever loved anyone."

"Love is weakness Regina; you are not to see him again."

"Just you try and stop me." She spat, narrowing her eyes at her mother.

"Oh I will, you won't ever see him again, I promise you that."

"What are you going to do?" She asked, running her hands through her hair.

Her mother walked across to her dresser and picked up a pair of scissors. "Well, I think it's about time you got rid of that, don't you?"

Regina furrowed her eyebrows. "Got rid of what?"

"Your hair dear."

"What? You can't be serious." Her eyes went wide as she looked at the sharp implement in her mother's hand.

"You need to learn dear, that you can't just go around falling into bed with men."

"I didn't fall into bed with him, I love him! Please, don't." She shook her head, holding onto the long strands.

"Sit down."

She took a sharp intake of breath and sat down, her mother was actually going to cut her hair off, her beautiful hair that she had spent so long trying to grow. But she knew, if she protested, her mother might do much, much worse, she might harm her baby, she couldn't put it at risk, not for the sake of something that could easily grow back. She would protect hers and Robin's baby, even if it meant her having to sacrifice her hair. Robin had said that it was one of the things that had first drawn him to her, but she couldn't dwell on that now.

She watched in the mirror as her mother began to cut, just listening to the noise made her stomach flip and she felt a sudden bought of nausea, then it occurred to her that maybe it was the morning sickness. Her mother continued to cut away the hair, it dropped to the floor, pooling on the ground in a raven puddle. A slight tear rolled down her cheek, it was a small price to pay for her baby's safety, but she couldn't help but feel that her hair was a part of her and she was losing that part, along with all the memories it held.

Once her mother had finished she looked in the mirror, it was short, very shot and choppy. She sighed, she didn't hate it, which was strange because she half expected herself to be in floods of tears. She moved out of her seat and collected the masses of severed hair.

"Nobody will want you now, not until it's grown back and till then, I think you might prefer a change of scenery."

"What?" She spat standing back up and glaring at her mother. "What are you talking about? What change of scenery?"

"Well Regina dear, there is a tower, in the middle of Sherwood forest, I think that might be ideal."

"What? You're going to lock me up?! You'd lock up your own daughter?"

"I am saving you Regina, saving you from shaming yourself."

"No! No you can't you can't!"

"You would have given yourself to that man had I not come in."

"What makes you think I hadn't already?!" She screamed.

"Dear me, you better hope for both yours and his sake that you haven't."

She closed her eyes, it would be fine Robin would come for her, she knew he would, straight away. But if he didn't, her mother would find out, find out about their baby and do whatever she had to, to make sure that it didn't exist.

Regina sat on the hard stone floor in the tower, where her mother had left her, alone. She was glad to be left alone, but the tower was slightly taller than she had expected, she had no idea how Robin would ever get her out, but he would, she had every faith that he would.

She went to run her hands through her hair and remembered that it was no longer there, taking a deep breath and closed her eyes, it was alright, as long as she had her baby, she would be alright. She moved her hand down from her hair to her abdomen, hope, that's what she needed, she needed to keep her hope. Standing from the floor she moved over to the small window, that was without glass. She leant on it and looked out of the window.

Now was not the time for tears, now was the time for strength, so instead of crying she caressed her stomach and began to speak. "Hi little baby, this is your mommy speaking, I know at the minute it looks like we are in trouble, but your daddy loves us both very much, very, very much and he is going to come and save us, he is." She smiled and then the tears began to trickle down her cheeks. "Your daddy will come for us; I swear he will." She closed her eyes as she leant against the cold stone. She found herself humming, she needed to do something to keep her spirits up, because her mother had left her with absolutely nothing to do.

"What are you doing up there?"

She opened her eyes and looked even further over "You took your time." She bit her bottom lip as she glanced down at Robin. "Are you going to get me out of here?"

"Of course, move away from the window." He instructed. She did as she was told and moved to the opposite side of the tower. Once she was there, she saw an arrow fly through the window with a rope attached. Moving across she grasped the arrow and the rope.

"What now?" She asked, looking down at him once again.

"Tie it to something and I'll climb up." She nodded and tied it securely to one of the beams, pulling it as tight as she possibly could.

"Okay." She shouted.

She knew he'd come, she had known it all along and now, here he was, climbing up the side of a bloody tower to save her and their child. She came to the window and watched him scalling the wall, she had to say she was quite impressed at how quickly he was making his way up. As soon as he was inside he pulled her into his arms. "Are you alright?"

"Yes, I'm fine." She nodded against his shoulder.

"I saw your mother take you away and followed her."

"Thank god you did." She sniffled as she let the tears flow yet again.

"It's okay, she can't hurt you now, she will never be able to hurt you again." He pulled back to look at her properly for the first time and let out a loud gasp. "Oh my god, Regina, your hair!"

She found herself sobbing, surely her mother wasn't right, surely it wasn't all about the length of your hair. "I look ugly don't I." She cried.

"No, no, no you don't look ugly, you don't, you look beautiful, really, really beautiful. I like it."

"No you don't."

"Yes I do." He nodded "I love it, I swear I do. Regina, it doesn't matter what you look like, you'll always be the most beautiful woman in the world to me." He caressed her cheek lovingly. "Did she do this to you?" He asked.

Regina nodded "She told me that nobody would love me without it."

"That's bullshit Regina, it really is." He hugged her against him. "Did she hurt you?"

"No, she didn't."

He let out a deep breath. "Come on let's get you out of here."

They carefully abseiled their way down the wall of the tower and when they both reached the bottom Robin took Regina in his arms. "You don't need your mother; you will never have to go back again. I will take care of you, both of you. You are my future Regina, you and our baby" He stated placing his hands on her abdomen "I love you."

"I love you too."

She smiled, Robin did love her, long hair or short hair, he loved her whatever and nothing her mother ever did could change that, she would never have to see her mother again because love wasn't weakness, love was strength, love was the most powerful magic of all and as long as she had love, she had everything. As long as she had Robin and their child she had everything.