AN: This is just a test story. My friend said it would be hard to put Robin back into the plot and I just had to prove her wrong.
I do NOT own OUAT or any characters.
Henry was right. Hades had lied. Once Robin's soul disappeared it transferred to a different realm. In this realm Robin slowly gained back his body, but he had no memory of his past. Unknown to his past Robin built something of himself. He now owns a company that preserves wildlife and nature of the forest.
Every now and then Robin goes to blow off some steam at a bar, "Roni's." He doesn't understand why but every time he's there, there's this tiny voice that whispers to him gently that this is where he belongs. Every time he spends some time at the bar, he doesn't feel incomplete. It's like his memories aren't needed and he has contentment.
At first he thought his content was just the whiskey talking until one night he knocked over a beautiful raven haired woman on his way out. "Apologies milady. May I help you?" he asks shyly noticing that he's knocked over a tray she was holding.
"I'm fine." The beauty says.
"No. I insist."
"I said, I'm fine. Just, don't get in my way." She eyes him. He notices her eyes. It was a dark whiskey brown with a hint of darkness and sparkle all at the same time. He bets to himself that she would be able to bring any man or woman to their knees just by looking at them.
"I wouldn't dream of it." He replies snapping out of his thoughts.
His voice and those words, she's heard them before. She feels a light flutter in her heart. "Have we met before?" She asks, her voice slowly shaking.
"I doubt I'd ever forget meeting you." He replies, flashing his white teeth.
Those dimples she thinks. They could kill anyone who dare looks in his eyes. They can send butterflies to her stomach within seconds.
"I'm sorry again, Milady. Robin." He says stretching his hands towards her. "Robin Locksley."
She takes his hand and smiles. "It was very nice to meet you Robin Locksley, but I must get back to my work."
As she walks away she hears his voice again. She knows it his. She wouldn't forget it, as if it was now embedded to her heart. "I don't even get your name?"
She turns to look at him one more time. Eyes meeting. How has she not seen them before. His beautiful crisp blue eyes. "One day, Mr. Locksley." and with that she disappears amongst the crowd.