Chapter 2
Regina never imagined that she'd ever be able to have children after she drank the fertility to keep mommy dearest away from the royal bloodline. She was only a few weeks along, so far she showed none of the usual symptoms other than tender nipples. What if this was nothing more than a cruel trick of fate?. She wasn't the best mother to begin with, so why would anyone choose her. She didn't know what love was until Henry opened her eyes. Now this little miracle is growing inside of her, it would reject her as well. She was more than terrified of messing this up, and raising this innocent being like she was.
Robin checked in on her, saw the consent worries of a first time mother. He goes over to the bed, kneels on the ground, touches her hand ever so gently. She jumps a little, finds him next to her. He is always there when she needs him most.
"Regina, tell me what's going on."
"I'm scared to do this. What if I treat this being the same way my mother raised me."
He gazed into her hazel eyes, sees an amazing mother, who will do great things when this being comes into the world. She is nothing like Cora was. She is loving and very supportive of Henry, and Roland.
"It's okay to be scared. You won't be alone in this, I promise. Our child will have the best mother in the world."
"I screwed up so much with Henry. I don't want to make the same mistakes with this one."
"You've come so far with Henry."
Regina bows her head down in shame, for all the times she tried to convince Henry that he was crazy. She caused him all this pain, and suffering when the curse broke.
"I also caused him great pain."
"He also forgave you."
Robin hates seeing Regina ; agonies over past mistakes that haunt her. She is Henry's mother, maybe not by blood, by the amount of love and life she has given him. He helped her become a hero, by believing in her.
"You're not a villain anymore, your his mother."
Regina relaxes, moves closer to him. She feels his warmth; absorbs the sweet smell of forest, calms down in unexpected ways. He runs his fingers through her hair, listens to her breathing. She was waiting for fate to toss in another curve ball, after everything they have endured.
She reached for him out of habit; and he squeezed her hand tightly, without her object to his affection, as her demeanor lightens up. She is less threatening, and more tender, when he's around her. He never wants to lose this feeling ever again, without it there is nothing left in his world, as if gravity leaves him floating on this earth, to rot.
"I love you."
"I love you more."
He pulls her in for a kiss, she kisses him back. It was three words that they held back, now that it was spoken,everything was falling into place.