Flashback*
It was a long long day for the couple. It always was, which caused a little shaky gap between them. However, they kept their schedule in line because that's what usually happens. A couple tends to fall into routine that they've grown comfortable with, so comfortable that Regina finds herself being agitated that Robin is talking during dinner. It wasn't something that this particular couple did, but there was an important topic to discuss.
Ever since Regina had her baby, they knew that it would only be a matter of time before their important responsibilities caught up with them. It actually happened too fast. Regina had to back to work soon and Robin often worked over time, so he wouldn't be much help with the infant anyways. So who would take of baby Roland?
"Why can't you just let your mother raise the baby? I see no harm in—" Robin began but was cut short by Regina's cold glare. Why he even made the horrible suggestion was beyond her.
"To hell I will!" She growled at him. Robin threw up his hands in surrender knowing that an argument with his wife would resolve the situation; it'll only add fuel to the flames. So, he left it at that, and never brung it up again or intended to for that matter.
Silence filled the room as the two began to ponder on their options. Regina couldn't come up with suggestions, but she knew for sure that she didn't want her mother raising her child. She despised that woman and didn't wan her baby going through the same heartache as she had been through growing up.
Robin finally broke the silence,"How about we hire a nanny?" He suggested.
Her gaze went from her plate to her husband. She knew it was rude not to look at someone while they were talking, so her mother says. So, she gave Robin her attention and thought about that option for a moment. It's hard to give your baby off to some random person you hardly even know, but what else could they do?
"That could work. I'll start looking for one." She said to him.
Of course Robin shook his head in rejection. He always had the need to be in control of everything and it infuriated Regina to no end. Love conquers all; however, and so she'd just have to deal with it.
"No no. I'll look for the nanny. You just worry about your work, and the baby for now." Robin reassured.
Regina truly felt really weird about letting Robin find a nanny. Letting him do this can cause so much trouble and the entire idea could go left. Trust was something they were indeed struggling with.
"But I—"
"You heard what I said woman!" He roared. That shut Regina down as quick as she began. She really hated this man sometimes and could no longer sit with him at the moment.
She stoop up and grab her dirty dishes to take them to the sink. "Fine" she spat dryly and left Robin in the dinning room alone.
Emma's POV
This cab ride seems to be lasting forever. It's taking me to a new place where I had not expected I would ever encounter in my life.
Just yesterday, I was a 22 year old bartender serving drinks and shooing away guys by the dozens. Now, I'm a 22 year old nanny all of a sudden. To be honest, I don't think taking care of a baby is hard but I'm still nervous about it.
There's hell of reasons why Im nervous. One, the guy who hired me is a very elite business man named Robin Locksly. I know I have to prove myself to him because if I screw this up, I'd hate myself forever for losing a chance of a life time. I need this money and that's what I'm here for, nothing more.
The cab finally reaches my destination. It pulls up in front of a big white mansion leaving me speechless. I hadn't even known I was lost in space until the driver waved his hand in my face and told me the price. After paying him, he helped me with my luggage, and quickly left me behind to drown in my anxiety. Why the hell am I so nervous?
With wobbly knees I stepped up to the door, feeling somewhat intimidated by it for some odd reason. Just relax Swan...My eye lids slam shut, I take a deep breath and...
Ding dong!
Patiently I wait for someone to answer. My eyes can't help but gaze at my surroundings as I wobble back and forth on my feet. It's been long enough since I've even rung the doorbell. Maybe Robin forgot about me? Or maybe they stepped out for quick moment. Who knows, but just to be sure I ring the bell again; twice in a row this time.
Soon the sound of footsteps penetrates my ears. As they come closer to the door they go from dull thumps to sharp clicking of heals. Its obvious who's going to be at the other end of the door; all I can do is mentally prepare myself for it and swallow down my jitters. Still, my efforts died instantly once the door opened.
There before me is a beautiful woman that can make anyone choke on the air that they breathe and melt before her. This woman has shoulder length hair and dark red painted lips that defines the perfect features on her face. Her blouse and pencil skirt hugs every curve and shows the right amount of cleavage to make any guy curious for more. Her heals...those are hot too. She's just panty dropping gorgeous...
A cold and dark voice snaps me out of my fantasies like a sharp smack to my face,
"It's rude to day dream when someone is speaking to you."
I can no longer control my muscles. They fill with fear and anxiety prompting me to close my eyes once again from her harsh scolding. I never knew a woman, a very perfect, could exude even more. I mean her husky voice is to die for! It's cool Swan, you got this! You've been through worse shit.
"I'm sorry ma'am. Could you repeat that?" I asked in the most professional way I could. The woman the sighed to express heavy aggravation. Her face went front unamused to agitated, to even prove it, then just plane dark in a matter of seconds.
"I said. Who might you be? And why are you here?"
Did her husband not tell her that he hired me? Or did he not tell her that I was coming today? Or did she just forget? She doesn't seem like the kind to forget anything. This stern strict woman would never forget anything I just know it. And either way, I might just be totally and royally fucked!
The woman folded her arms to prove my point and to show me that I am being a complete waste of her time. She's not very patient, and the gesture kickstarts me to focus back on her. Not wanting to get fired before I started, I quickly clear my throat and answer,
"I'm Emma Swan. I'm the new nanny."
I kindly held out my hand to show that I could be just as professional, but maybe that's too much for a rich and snobby lady.. Her facial features changed yet again to a scowl as her mocha orbs glanced down at my hand and back up to my eyes that are filling with uneasiness. She looked at my hand like it has to be the most dirtiest thing on he planet. So, ever so slowly, I awkwardly retract my hand and gulp down the unnerve feeling burning in the middle of my throat.
It all goes silent from that point. I have no idea what to say and this woman is studying me like a hawk. I don't know what the hell I did but obviously she doesn't want me here. And honestly, I don't care. I just meed to get paid so I can move on with my life and not be left stuck in the hardships I've had to endured since birth.
"Emma! Youre here! Its great to see you; come in." A familiar voice calls out to me, putting me at ease immediately. I've never felt so uncomfortable around anyone in my life until I met this woman.
Robin appears beside the woman with a huge smile on his face like I'm the best thing to ever enter his life. He quickly gestured for me to follow him inside, so I do. When I take that timid step forward, the woman moves to the side to let me pass in reluctance and Mr. Locksley wrapped his arm around my shoulders immediately. I can't help but cringe a little because I don't like being touched, but out of desperation I ignore the cold shivers running through my spine. Like I've said before, I need this money.
"So I see you've already met my wife, Regina" he enthuses.
"But you call me Ms. Mills." She said coldly scaring the crap out of me. I had no idea she was behind us. And why doesn't she have his last name? Is it me or is that weird? I mean, I clearly see the rings on their fingers. Stop fucking questioning everything.
Mr. locksley gave me a tour around the house. He gave me pointers where everything was including my room; I even got to see the baby but didn't get a chance to hold him since he was sleeping. All the while, the wife just trailed behind like a clingy puppy. I could feel her dark eyes on us the whole time, but Robin didn't care. He acted as if she weren't there at all. And I couldn't help but notice how angry she is. Is she jealous of me or something? I don't see why she would be. Again, who cares! Im getting paid!
Anyways, my room is awesome. Its the biggest bedroom I'd probably ever have in my life making me glad that I took this opportunity head on.
There's an in-suite bathroom and my bed is queen sized. The windows gives away a beautiful view of their back yard and that makes me more comfortable about the whole thing. I can get used to this, I know I can. There may be obstacles coming my way, sure. But the only obstacle I think I'll have at the moment is Ms. Mills.
