Summary: season 3B AU. Regina comes back from the Enchanted Forest and finds out that she's pregnant. But who's the father?

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When Regina had invited Robin to her office to have an early lunch with her, she really didn't think that she would end up like this: pressed against the wall, his lips locked with hers, his never resting hands wandering up and down her body.

As much as she enjoys his kisses and wandering hands, she has to push him away. Emma is going to be here in a few minutes and Regina really has no desire to talk about her still very new relationship with the Savior. She would like to keep it a secret for awhile (but it's already too late because Henry found them kissing in the halfway and he probably told Snow White, who told Charming, and then they told someone else and the whole town probably knows it already).

"Robin," she breathes against his lips when he finally pulls away to take a breath but before she has time to say something, his lips are pressed on hers again, the words swallowed by his mouth.

This happens every single time when they're in one room. They've been together for two weeks now, and those weeks were the best in her life. Since the day they kissed for the first time, they cannot keep their hands to themselves. They kiss and kiss and kiss (haven't done anything else yet) and Regina feels like she's a teenager all over again, just this time she doesn't have to hide from a very strict mother.

The opening of the door snaps Regina out of her daze. Before she knows it, Robin is pulling away, not wanting to make any trouble for the Mayor of Storybrooke. She blinks her eyes rapidly, trying to get her labored breathing under control, trying to act normal while Robin smoothes his hair (Regina likes his hair, likes to tug at it in order to get his mouth closer) and tries to wipe away the red lipstick from his lips.

"Hi, Regina," Emma's somewhat cheerful voice fills the office and thankfully Regina has enough time to recover and fix herself as well before Emma spots them standing against the wall. She stops, her eyes wide, lips slightly parted in surprise. It seems like Charming's haven't told her anything, yet. The blonde quickly recovers and clears her throat before saying, "I hope I didn't interrupt anything."

"No, of course not. Robin was leaving already," Regina answers too quickly for her own liking but there's no time to over-think things. She gives Robin a little push which he answers with a smirk. She's not lying, he was actually going to leave but their good-bye kiss turned into a very passionate one and he ended up staying here for a little bit longer.

Robin doesn't move and Emma is staring at them with curiosity written all over her face. This situation is getting awkward. Regina gives Robin another light push and he finally reacts, turns to her and leans over.

"See you later, You Majesty," he whispers into her ear, pecks her cheek making the corners of Regina's lips lift up. "Good luck, ladies," he adds when he pulls away from Regina and when Emma nods, wishes him good luck too, he's out of the door.

Regina releases a breath she'd not known she'd been holding and turns to walk to her desk full of papers. All of a sudden everything starts turning around, her hand falls to the wall to steady herself as she forces herself to breathe, to try to make these sickness go away because she's not sure she could make it to the bathroom.

Emma's reaction is unbelievably quick, before Regina knows there's a bubble of smoke surrounds her and in a blink she's sitting on the couch in the middle of her office with Emma right beside her with a bottle of water in her hands.

"What the hell was that?" Regina growls -she hates when someone uses their magic on her, and right now she hates it even more – but Emma isn't bothered by her words. Instead she offers water as if nothing has happened and as much as Regina wants to snap at her, and she really does, she wants water more so she takes the bottle from blonde's hands and drinks.

When Regina puts the bottle on the coffee table, it's half empty. She sighs, feeling better than a few moments ago and forces herself to look at Emma who's frowning.

"What was that?" Emma asks, raising an eyebrow. "Henry told me you were sick the other day but I haven't thought it was that serious until now. Kid is very worried about you and so am I."

Regina cannot help but smile a little at Emma's words– Henry doesn't remember her, she's just the Mayor of the unknown town, but he cares about her anyway. Her son has such a good heart.

The smile disappears from Regina's face as she understands that she won't be able to hide it forever. She's been sick a lot these past weeks, it's a surprise people haven't figured that out yet. Absentmindedly, her hand moves to lower belly, rests there as she takes a deep breath, telling herself to calm down.

"Regina, you're scaring me," Emma announces as she sits at the armchair in front of Regina. "It's nothing serious, right?"

Of course it's nothing serious.

But Regina chooses not to answer Savior's question. She could tell that yes, it's nothing serious, but then a lot of questions would follow because it's Emma, and she's inherited curiosity from her parents. Instead Regina stands up and walks to her desk, hoping that Emma will leave her as soon as possible.

"Are you pregnant?" Emma's gasp of surprise shocks Regina.

She stops dead in her tracks as she turns around to Emma, eyes wide. How could the Savior know? Was it that obvious already?

And just then Regina realizes that her hand is still rested on her lower belly in a protective manner.

She feels defeated. She wants to deny it, wants to say that Emma is out of her mind, that she's not pregnant, that she cannot be pregnant because she drank a potion all those years ago but the words are stuck in her throat. She knows she won't be able to hide this pregnancy forever, damn it, it won't take a few months until she starts to show.

There's no reason to lie.

Collecting all her courage, Regina nods her head in confirmation. "But you can't tell anymore, Swan," she warns quickly, her eyes darkening. Yes, she will tell her family but she doesn't want the whole town to know.

Emma nods her head assuring her and gives a little smile to Regina. "Is the baby Robin's?" She asks after awhile, making Regina's breathing stop for a second.

She tenses immediately, shifting on her chair. This question tortures her the most. Who is the baby's father? She wasn't dating anyone back in Storybrooke, and she doubts she could date someone in the Enchanted Forest, it was probably a one-night thing, if not worse.

"No," she replies coldly. "I'm pregnant for two months, there's no way Robin could be the father."

Emma looks confused for a moment. "Do you know who's the father?"

"I have no idea," Regina admits sincerely and looks away from Emma.

"Oh."

"Yes, oh," Regina lets out a deep breath and straightens in her seat. "That's why we need to hurry and find a way to get our memories back." She tells and Emma nods her head, assures that she'll do everything in her power to help in this case.

"But what about Robin? Does he know about it already?" Emma cannot help but ask quietly.

"No, he doesn't," Regina replies, sighing. "I'm not ready to tell him yet. To be honest, I doubt I will ever be ready. How will it look in his eyes? We're seeing each other.. for what? Two weeks? I can't tell him that I'm carrying another's man child. He will not want do anything with me," she stops to take a deep breath, and Emma wants to cut in, but Regina doesn't let her. Her voice is stern when she says, "I'll tell him when I feel ready. Now would be a perfect time to start searching for a way to get our memories back."

It's obvious that Emma wants to argue, to say something else, but she stops herself from saying a single word. Instead, she nods her head and takes a book from Regina's desk while Regina does the same and starts reading it.

They don't talk about it anymore.

(...)

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