Chapter 1
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"I'm pregnant."
"You are?."
"Yes."
Regina stared at Robin with so much love in her eyes, this unborn child was a miracle that they created out of true love, the most powerful kind of magic. She imagined that this baby was a princess, who inherited her father's blue eyes, her mother's sass and her beautiful silky hair that he loves so much.
He imagined having a boy, that would go on adventures, learn to shoot an arrow when it's older. He couldn't wait to hear there first words, see there first steps. He missed out on Roland's milestones after he was born, and deeply regretted that decision he made all those years ago.
He pictured her with a big belly, he places his hand on her stomach, sings songs and shares stories. He couldn't wait to see the ultrasound pictures, hear the heartbeat to confirm any threatening possibilities of a miscarriage. He loves this unborn child so much, there's no words to describe it.
She was prepared for him to leave, like most men do. But he wasn't that type of man who would abandon her, there expanding family to escape his responsibility. She had plenty of money to raise there baby on her own, the fear of raising this one just as she was raised if not worse caused great worry.
She sat, waited for some answers, her nose twitched from the smell of onions in the soup. She covers her lips, runs into the kitchen, pukes up what she just ate. Still feeling sick, she opened up a window to relieve the stench.
Robin stumbles onto his feet, rushes into the kitchen and rubs her back. He remembers the struggle of morning sickness that his wife dealt with when she was carrying Roland.
"Are you alright?."
"I'm fine."
He knew her better, she didn't sound fine. They were supposed to join snow and her husband David at granny's for dinner, hear the name of their son. He didn't want to go with Regina if she wasn't feeling good.
"I'm not alright."
He pushes a strain of hair, behind her ears. He enjoys every single thing about her. He gently wants her to be better, take care of there unborn child. He wanted her to have an easy pregnancy, delivery.
"I know."
He knows her better than anyone. He can see past the armor, and open her up in the most intimate ways. He wants her to trust him with the good and the bad times.
"I'm sorry."
"It's okay, you don't have to apologize."
"so you forgive me."
"Absolutely."
She falls into his chest, cries. He strokes her soft hair, until she calms down without making a fuss, he just held her, let's the tears fall on his shirt.
Regina isn't used to having such loving affection. It's new to her, she's used to such cruelty and coldness sinking into the room as ice, snowflakes stick to the the walls around her.
"thank you."
"you're welcome."
"Shall we go to granny's together?."
"I guess."
"It won't be that bad, I promise."
She grabs her coat, as Robin gets Roland ready for the gathering party at granny's. She is actually looking forward to this dinner, they invited her. She couldn't wait to see Henry, Emma and the newest royal.
She walks alongside her soulmate, and there son as he holds onto both of there hands, as the other one it filled with his favorite ice cream cone. When they got their, he pulled her close as Roland goes inside, and finds his parents sharing a passionate kiss, there tongues intertwine.