A/N: Hello there, my Roses! I've finally managed to write down the first one-shot. The chapters' lengths will vary depending on what the one-shot is about, anyways, I hope this lives up to your expectations and thank you for sticking around the original story It Grew With a Bump.
A/N2: I know I've promised a smutty one but whenever I tried to continue writing it, I get writer's block so I'm keeping that one aside until later on.
Disclaimer: I don't own Once Upon a Time nor its characters. However, i do own the idea behind this story and the characters that are unknown to the Once fandom, also, mistakes are mine too.
She was 8 weeks along now, her bump was barely visible but it was there, both her and Robin could feel it, and her clothes were getting smaller too. She had to get rid of a few items, fold and put them away in a box until after she gives birth, a couple of her favorite pants wouldn't button and her shirts were tight around the chest. It was frustrating her, often sent her into bad moods and she would take it all out by kneading and punching doughs.
It was hilarious, if Robin had to be honest about it but if he cracked a smile during her anger management session — as she called it — he would be the one punched instead and he couldn't go to work with a black eye.
Today was her appointment with Dr. Rosalyn Bell, it was nothing more than a usual checkup to see how her pregnancy was progressing and if there was anything wrong with her or the baby, they needed to put her on the vitamins she needed and write down anything extra if anything didn't seem quite right. Hopefully, everything's fine.
"Are you ready?" Robin asked, poking his head around the door to check on his pretend wife, she promised him she'd be ready in 5 minutes, half an hour ago and yet there she was standing infront of the vanity mirror, applying the last few touches of her makeup, "Regina!"
"What!" she snapped at him, he made her lose focus and now she ruined the right side of her eyeliner. Didn't he know that this was art and it shouldn't be rushed?
"We have to be there in less than 30 minutes, why are you even putting so much makeup on?" he asked, "we're going to the clinic, not to a party."
"Wait outside," she gritted her teeth, grabbing one of her makeup removal wipes, she rubbed off the messed up part of her eyeliner.
"Hurry up," Robin groaned, walking out again and closing the door behind him. The last thing he wanted to do right now was to piss her off, pissing off a normal Regina wasn't something anyone wanted to do but pissing off a pregnant, hormonal Regina who can't eat her favorite food because her stomach can't handle it and can't fit into her favorite clothes anymore because she'd gained weight, was even worse.
The Brit slumped down on the couch and folded his arms across his chest, he leaned his head back and closed his eyes. She wont be finishing anytime soon.
He fell asleep moments after sitting down, waiting for her Majesty to finish, he was snoring loudly out of exhaustion and it was the first thing Regina heard exiting the bedroom. She furrowed her brows in annoyance and walked over to him, smacking him across the chest with her handbag and startling him awake. "Get up," she snapped, "we're late!"
And all Robin did was roll his eyes and sigh; of course it was his fault.
The drive to the clinic was two stops to McDonalds and Tesco, despite them being late, Regina forced him to stop and get her some chicken nuggets and then stop again for some ice cream on the way, she then asked him to return because the lid of the container was sticky and it took everything in him to keep his cool. She's pregnant, he reminded himself continuously. He hoped the rest of the drive would be quiet but with Regina, it was impossible. She blasted songs from Adele to Rihanna before surprising him with a little bit of rap.
He had to admit though, she was pretty good at it.
They arrived just a few minutes late to her appointment, a little less than 10 minutes which surprised the Brit, he expected them to arrive much later than that but then again, he passed every speed limit there is so they wouldn't keep the doctor waiting for too long.
Soon after the nurse led them in and asked them to wait for the doctor, Robin helped the brunette up and on the bed before sitting down beside her on the plastic chair. He rested both his hands over the small swell of her stomach and rubbed it.
"Hey," Dr. Bell greeted, "you guys are late," she noted, smiling warmly at the couple.
"I apologize but we had a bit of a situation," Robin explained, narrowing his eyes at the brunette who rolled hers, "someone decided on a second breakfast—"
"Brunch," Regina cut him off.
"Second breakfast," he insisted, "and dessert too."
"I'm pregnant," Regina argued.
"Children," Dr. Bell teased as she set the brunette's folder down, "let's check on the baby now, shall we?"
Both Regina and Robin huffed, drawing a chuckle out of Rosalyn, she shook her head and applied the gel over Regina's small bulge, causing her to shudder at the coldness of it.
"Sorry," the doctor apologized.
"It's okay," Regina assured with a smile. She was eager to see their unborn baby, she already knew it'll be nothing more than just a small speck but it was still their baby, a life growing inside of her and who wouldn't be excited to see that!
Rosalyn brought the device over and pressed it over Regina's abdomen, moving it around until a small image of a bean shaped figure appeared on the screen, causing the brunette to gasp which snapped Robin's attention to it, "What?" he asked, worried that something might be wrong with their baby.
"The baby," Regina whispered, motioning her finger toward the fetus on the screen, tears brimming her eyes.
"Th—that little thing…it's the baby?" he asked and Rosalyn chuckled, nodding her head to confirm.
"That thing is your baby," the doctor smiled, "You're around 8 weeks and—" she paused and then added, "4 days. Thanksgiving baby?" she looked over at the couple and watched the young baker grin, nodding her head rapidly up and down.
"Yes," Regina chuckled.
"Well, everything seems to be healthy, the baby's growth seems normal," she clicked her tongue and looked over, eyes flickering from Robin to Regina, "do you guys wanna hear the heartbeat?"
"We can hear the heartbeat?" Robin asked, unaware that this was even possible and Rosalyn nodded her head.
The couple watched her fumble with the device for a few moments before a whooshing sound filled the room, it had Robin furrowing his brows in confusion but Regina cried. Unlike him, she knew exactly what that was, when the poor Brit believed something might've happened to the machine instead.
"Is…is that it?" he stuttered out the question and both women nodded their heads. It finally hit him and tears of joy welled up in his eyes, he let out a chuckle and took Regina's hand in his, lacing their fingers together.
He was in disbelief, that tiny little bean shaped figure was their baby and this was its heartbeat!
It had to be the most beautiful sound he'd ever heard aside from Regina's voice.
"Our baby," Robin whispered.
"Our baby," Regina parroted, smiling at the way his eyes were glued over the fuzzy, black and white screen.
A/N: First Heartbeat (Check!) First kick next! Please don't forget to leave a review, it makes me happy :)