Regina stood in front of the mirror in her bedroom, trying to look deep inside of herself. Something bad was going to happen; she could feel it. She smoothed her favorite red dress down and took a deep breath before turning around and seeing Robin staring at her ass. She smirked. "See something you like?"

"Oh yeah," he grinned, "something I love." He stood up from his position on the bed and made his way to Regina, wrapping his arms around her waist and pulling her in for a gentle, loving kiss.

"What is the special occasion?" Regina teased.

Robin shrugged, "you're worried about something. I can tell."

She sighed and shook her head while making sure Robin kept ahold of her, "I just have this feeling." She placed her hand over her stomach for emphasis.

Robin's eyes grew wide,"You're not pregnant are you?"

Regina pulled away from him at that comment. She had been thinking about it for sometime now; about having children. Robin was her soulmate and they were getting married soon, why was a baby out of the question? "Don't worry," she said sadly as she headed for the door, "you don't have to have a child with me."

Robin could hear that Regina was upset and tried chasing after her, "Wait! I didn't mean it like that! Regina, please come back so we can discuss this." He was answered by a slam of the door. He knew he had started an argument and that is something he did not want.

"Are you and Regina fighting?" Roland had entered the hallway sometime ago and his eyes were wide in curiosity. "She looked sad."

Robin bent down to pick little Roland up, giving him a forced smile. "Regina's okay. She'll be back in time for dinner so how about you and I plan something nice for her?"

When Regina stormed out of the house, she took of to Mary Margaret and David's. She needed a friendly shoulder to cry on and after Zelena, Mary Margaret and her were closer than ever. When Mary Margaret opened the door she was surprised to find Regina looking somewhat distraught.. "Come in," she welcomed, "the baby just went to sleep and David is fishing with Leroy." Mary Margaret could see the dried tears on Regina's cheeks and she wanted to ask what was wrong but she did not want to push the boundaries.

"Robin does not want to have a baby with me," Regina finally blurted. The words hurt more than she expected and that was evident on her face.

Mary Margaret's face showed nothing but sympathy. "Oh, Regina, I'm sure that's not true."

"He said so this morning," Regina added, "in so many words."

Mary Margaret walked around the kitchen island to where Regina was sitting and pulled out the chair next to her. She placed a gentle hand over top of Regina's, "Robin loves you, Regina. I'm sure it was a misunderstanding."

"Mary Margaret… I'm pregnant."

Mary Margaret's face lit up as Regina spilled the good news. "This is wonderful. You are getting the happy ending that you deserve."

Regina shook her head no, yes, a baby was everything she wanted, but something was gnawing her gut, something telling her this wouldn't end up in her favor. "Alright, maybe I am just being dramatic about Robin but, something else is bothering me."

"What is it? You can tell me anything."

"Something bad is going to happen," she admitted, "I can feel it. For the past few days I have had this feeling that something tragic is going to happen. I can't place what it is but, I know it's coming."

Now Mary Margaret was confused. "What exactly do you mean by that?"

"I'm not even sure," Regina replied rubbing her temple, she could feel a headache creeping in. "Maybe it's just all of these hormones." She tried to push the whole conversation aside, suddenly feeling foolish for sharing these secrets. Now that she had said them out loud she could hear the silliness.

"Maybe," Mary Margaret agreed, sensing that Regina didn't want to talk about it any longer. "Would you like something to drink?"

"No, thanks. I, uh, I have to meet Henry at the diner. It's our day together." In a matter of seconds, Regina was out of the door before Mary Margaret could say anything else.

As she walked to Granny's, the cold bitter air did her good, taking most of her worries away and putting a smile on her face. Her days with Henry always made her happy, she loved hearing about his life. She saw him often but it was different than when he lived with her, she missed him terribly. When she saw walked into the diner and saw that he wasn't there yet, her smile slowly faded. Henry was nowhere to be found. She glanced to the clock on the wall to note the time, seeing that he should have been there by now. He usually showed up before her, already having placed their order. Regina walked to the bar table and sat down, asking Ruby if she had seen Henry.

"He asked me to tell you that he's sorry he can't make it, he has to finish a big project for school."

Regina sighed, feeling that the day couldn't get any worse. She muttered her thanks to Ruby before sliding off the stool and dragging herself back to her house. She planned on heading straight for the stairs and into her bedroom, hoping to sleep until the next morning.

Robin, who had heard her come in, set Roland up at the table, cutting shapes into the cookie dough and placing them too close together on the cooking pan. "I'll be right back." Robin made his way upstairs and softly tapped on the closed bedroom door before entering. Regina was lying down with the covers pulled up all the way. She glanced at him with sad eyes. "What's the matter, love?"

"This day," Regina commented lamely as she sat up, letting Robin pull her into his side. He kissed the side of her head, hoping to make up for this mornings fiasco. "I didn't mean to get angry at you this morning. I'm sorry."

"It's already forgotten," Robin said, "what else is bothering you?"

"Henry couldn't make it to the diner today," she said gloomily, "something about a school project."

"It's Saturday."

"I know," Regina commented sadly. She felt like Henry didn't want to hang out with her anymore. This was the second time he had bailed on her in the past few weeks.

Robin knew that there was something else, "...and?"

Regina steadily let out the breath she had been holding, "and… you're going to be a father again." She glanced at him in hopes of gauging his reaction. "That's why this morning when-" Regina couldn't get another word in edgewise before Robin's lips came crashing down onto hers. She could feel something warm and wet hit her cheek and when Robin pulled away, she saw his tears.

"You just made me the happiest lad in Storybrooke."

"You're happy?"

"Of course I am! This is what we wanted. Regina, I love you and I have always wanted a child with you."

Now it was Regina's turn to cry. She was thrilled that she was now with child, she was just worried about how Robin would react. Now that she knew he was happy, she could be happy too.

"This is cause for celebration," Robin beamed, "Roland and I cooked dinner and we are having dragon shaped cookies for dessert." Robin reached his hand out to lead Regina into the kitchen, feeling ecstatic about the news. Regina felt a warmth grow inside of her at the pure happiness on Robin's face and for a little while, she forgot all about the growing feeling that something bad was going to happen.

When dinner was finished, Robin volunteered to go to the grocery store, picking up some things they needed for Sunday morning breakfast. It had become a routine with them since living together and now if they missed it their whole day was thrown off. Regina and Roland were sitting at the table, finishing off the last few cookies. Roland had just taken a sip of his milk, leaving a minor milk mustache on his face. Regina couldn't help but smile. "Here," she said handing him a napkin, "you might want to wipe that mustache away. You don't want to turn into your father too quickly." Roland accepted the napkin and wiped his face, tossing the napkin into the trash when he was finished. "Why don't you go pick out some pajamas and I will start your bath water." Roland nodded in excitement. Bath time was his favorite time of day; he got to play with his toy dragons in the bath and pretend that bubbles were his beard. He especially loved when Regina gave him his baths because she didn't yell at him if he got water everywhere.

While rummaging through the bottom drawer of his dresser, he found a pair of pajamas with bow and arrows on them. They were his favorite so he stuffed them under his arm and took off running toward the bathroom. The tub was already filled with bubbles and his eyes lit up with joy. While he was in the water, playing with his toy dragons, Regina began cleaning the make up off of her face. Roland paid no attention to her so she was slightly startled when he spoke up. "Regina, can I call you Mama yet?"

Regina's heart immediately began to beat faster in her chest. Her whole body was overcome with such a feeling of joy. She loved Roland as her own son, just as she did Henry and the fact that he wanted to call her Mama brought tears to her eyes. "You can call me Mama anytime you would like."

"Okay, Mama," he said with a silly grin. "I like you calling you that. Cause' you're like a Mama. They kiss your scrapes and they feed you yummy food and they kiss you goodnight before they tuck you in."

"That's right," she agreed, "they do." She was so focused on the fact that he was calling her Mama now that she almost lost track of time. "Uh-oh," she playfully frowned, "we better get you out and into bed. It's past your bedtime."

After tucking Roland into bed and reading him a bedtime story, Regina made her way back to the kitchen to clean up the mess from dinner. She was beginning to tire but she was waiting up for Robin. She wanted to tell him the wonderful news.

"I have news," she grinned when Robin finally walked through the doors.

"What is that, m'lady?"

"Roland is calling me Mama now."

Robin grinned from ear to ear and nearly dropped the bags he was carrying. He placed them on the counter before capturing Regina in his arms and kissing her passionately. "That is wonderful news; the best."

"Maybe we should celebrate," Regina smirked as a sudden increase in hormones surged through her.

Robin hummed, "maybe we should…" and just like that the bags of groceries were left on the counter, forgotten about completely as Robin hoisted Regina into his arms wedding style and carried her up the stairs.