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Here is chapter 2, I hope you'll like it !

DAY 2 – Stuck in Camelot or the Missing Year.

Regina wouldn't admit it, but she was happy.

Really happy.

She was missing Henry dearly, but she had found something to make her smile again, to make her hope again.

Someone.

Robin had been this someone, with his charming son.

She spent her days with Roland and Robin, her nights with the outlaw.

On missions, she asked to always be paired with Robin and it had nothing to do with the stolen kisses they would always share, or the talk they would have…

No. It was only to make sure that he wouldn't steal anything.

He was a thief after all.

(Her thief)

And she liked him so much (more than like actually, but she wasn't ready to admit that yet); liked the kind blue of his eyes, the way he would always look at her like she was the most beautiful thing in the world; the way he would pull her closer after sex to lay a tender kiss on her hair like she meant the world to him… The way he made her laugh, and the way he had to make her want to tell him everything. The way he hold his ground in front of her, not afraid to tell her what he thought, the way they bantered like it was natural. She liked so much his body and his soul, his mind and his smile, his dimples and charming accent, the way he was with his son and with everyone.

She liked all of that.

And as she was talking with Will and Robin was glaring from where he was, Regina discovered there was yet another thing that suited her outlaw.

Jealousy.

Robin's eyes were shining with anger and she couldn't say she didn't like it.

She was the Evil Queen after all, she did like a bit of fire now and then.

And Robin didn't lack of that… Which always brought amazing and passionate nights.

So she decided to play with him a little more.

Robin saw red.

And green.

His eyes couldn't leave Will Scarlett flirting with his Queen, and he wondered briefly if he could murder one of his own merry men…

And the worst?

He was dying to go there and show Will that Regina was his and his alone, but he couldn't. He couldn't because they had agreed to keep what was between them (a relationship, that was what is was) a secret.

And right now?

He hated it.

Robin didn't talk to her all day after that, didn't come at dinner and now it was 10pm and he had not come to see her in her Chambers like he used to either. He had barely let Roland tell her goodnight.

And now, she was angry.

So she moved her hand and in one second, purple smoke brought him to her, his bow and arrows in hand and he looked so pissed.

It only made her even more angry.

Robin glared at her, throwing his bow and arrows on the ground.

"How dare you!" he exclaimed, "You can't just summon me when you need me, Your Majesty, that's not how it works!"

Regina shook her head, because she couldn't believe it.

"Do I need to remind you that I am a Queen?" he scoffed at that, "I can do as I like."

He glared at her again.

"I was busy."

"Firing arrows?"

"Why don't you summon Will, seeing as you seem so fond of him already?"

A silence.

And then Regina chuckled, walking closer to her own archer. He tensed but didn't move as she laid a hand on his chest, stroking it absentmindedly and he swallowed dryly.

"Are you jealous, Robin?"

He scoffed again and his hands found her waist in a possessive embrace that left her warm all over.

"Damn right, I am!" she tried to hold back her smile and shook her head. He could be so ridiculous. But then… "Yes, Regina. Yes I most certainly am jealous, because you are mine and no one else get to have you!"

And then all stopped.

And Regina was brought back to what felt like a lifetime ago…

To another man.

(A King)

With those same words

In this very castle.

And she knew Robin was nothing like Leopold, he had proven that again and again and again.

But she couldn't stopped her reaction.

Robin didn't understand why she just flinched away from him like she had been burnt… He lost all his anger and tried to reach for her but she raised her hand and shook her head, eyes so cold suddenly and all traces of a smile gone.

The mask was back on.

And he couldn't figure out why.

But what was worse was when she started talking again… Her voice so cold suddenly that he had to swallow his fears.

"I think there have been a misunderstanding."

He froze.

"Regina..."

"You mean nothing to me."

His heart broke.

"Wait-"

"And I can do whatever I want with whoever I want."

Another silence.

He tried to take a step to her but the way she glared at him stopped him in his tracks. He ran a hand through his hair.

"You don't mean that."

She laughed and he froze.

"I don't remember us being exclusive, thief."

Robin couldn't understand what was going on but panic was slowly finding its way into his heart.

Could it be…

No.

Regina saw he looked so lost and that broke her heart but no.

Not those words.

She couldn't be someone's property.

Never again.

"Regina," he tried. "I know you feel what I feel-"

"Absolutely not." she cut him and he paled right away. "Listen Robin," and she sighed like she was preparing herself for something boring. "It was fun, I'll give you that." she winked and he visibly tensed. "But you're getting too attached, and you're reading more into this than what there is."

"I see." he breathed, but he looked so hurt suddenly.

"You are free to see any woman you want, I do not care."

Blue eyes were wide and frantic as he whispered this admission that stopped her heart.

"But I don't want anyone but you."

Another silence.

He couldn't imagine himself with another woman. He … He… There was only her for him.

Regina knew he meant it but she couldn't hear the truth in his words.

"If you can't accept these rules, then this little arrangement is over."

He flinched.

"I don't think of what we have as an arrangement. I never did. Not even once in these last 7 months."

"But I do." then she forced herself to chuckled darkly. "Did you really think you were the only one enjoying my company?"

A silence.

"Oh." he looked down a few seconds and then back up and he looked so hurt suddenly that she didn't know what to say to that. "I can't share you, Regina. It would break my heart..." he breathed lowly.

He wasn't sure he was to share his feelings anymore.

Not after she was making it clear he had understood nothing of what they were.

"Then you and I are over." she tilted her chin and he only frowned, blue eyes glassy suddenly.

"Is this what you really want?"

She swallowed and begged him to see through her act.

Because he was making her so, so happy.

"It is."

The archer nodded, more hurt than he would have liked to seem.

She had been clear enough.

"Goodnight, m'lady." he breathed while his heart was bleeding and bleeding in his chest screaming at him that he was a fool to think this could be possible.

He bowed his head and was out of her room in two seconds.

And when he did,

Regina was surprised of the broken sob escaping her mouth.

Regina had not slept at all.

Why?

Because the sad blue of his eyes had kept her awake, his whispered admissions that he felt things for her and she had been awful to him…

And now she was taking her breakfast in the Great Hall and saw how pale he looked and how his eyes refused to meet hers. Roland was by his sides talking happily but soon froze at the silence of his daddy and her heart broke when he hugged him tightly and Robin hugged back.

But then he kissed his son's curls and left the Hall, his pace so defeated that she longed to get up and run to him, but she was too stubborn and too hurt to do something about it.

Too afraid.

It had been a week.

Robin was missing Regina badly.

It was the first time in so long that he had chosen to open his heart to love again…

What a result.

But the worst of all?

He couldn't even bring himself to regret it, no matter how much it hurt him.

His son was still seeing Regina, and he was jealous of a five year-old for the time he spent with her.

Great.

Just great.

And then Robin took his decision. He had thought of it again and again, actually this was all he could think about since the day she admitted it was all just an arrangement and they were free to see other people.

(And he couldn't even look at someone else, how could he touch someone else? It hurt so much to know that, and to know that she was able to do both. Another reminder that he had chosen to give his heart to the wrong person. Typical.)

Robin walked to the outskirt of the castle, where Will and some of his merry men were enjoying a fire.

(Fire always reminded him of Regina, he did not like those anymore either.)

"Will Scarlett?" he called and the young man looked up, frowning slightly.

"What can I do for ya?"

"I have to talk to you."

He got up and walked to Robin, who didn't care if other men could hear him.

"What I have to say is very serious." He nodded. "Queen Regina is an incredible woman, but she isn't a toy. Do you understand me?" Will's eyes widened. "You better treat her right, or you'll have me to deal with." A silence, his threat very clear and very serious. "Is that clear?"

Will didn't understand a word but nodded.

But someone else was listening…

John saw the sadness and heartbreak in his best friend's face.

Something was up.

And he would find out what.

Along the couple days after the scene with Will, John started to notice things.

For starters, Robin was always looking at the Queen when he thought no one was watching him, and looking at her with so much longing and affection clear in the blue of his eyes.

But the Queen was no better.

She was sneaking glances at the outlaw any chance she would get, trying to get him to bicker but he would answer so calmly and she always seemed so terribly bothered by that.

And the way she was trying so hard to hide what there was was even worse.

And then it clicked, finally.

And if John was one thing in his life, it was a good friend.

So a night after he understood everything, he went to Robin who was once again firing arrows on the training camp and offered his a drink. Robin chuckled sadly and sat by his sides, at first saying nothing.

"I have been a fool, John."

"Why?"

He looked down a few seconds,

"Because I should have known better than falling in love with someone so way out of my league."

In the dozen of days they had broken up, Robin had had time to name the feelings he had for the raven-haired Queen.

And it hurt so much more now that he had.

"What went wrong?" only asked John because if he wanted to help, he had to understand.

Robin shrugged.

"I don't know, actually. I thought things were going great… Then I acted all jealous and tear it all apart myself."

"Why?"

"I said I wanted her all to myself." he blushed slightly, "She wanted to see other people."

John frowned.

And then it clicked again.

He actually knew the past of the Queen because he had overheard the Princess speaking of it not far ago.

He knew what he had to do.

But first…

"You have to keep hope, Robin." the archer chuckled sadly once again. "Everything will work out in the end."

"I have to stop telling myself that it will." he breathed, eyes lost so far away before he shook his head. "This ain't gonna happen. I will always have my dear son, and maybe…" he looked down again, seemingly lost in his glass as he said what was in his mind since their breakup. "Just maybe I am not meant to be loved ever again."

John scoffed.

"I don't believe that one second."

So the next day, John walked to the Queen not knowing how she would react but knowing he had to help his friend.

"Can I help you?" she raised an eyebrow and he took a deep breath,

"Look, your Majesty… I know many of the men you've known have been jealous because they wanted to own you, because they saw you as their property and I am sorry on their behalf." Regina's eyes were as wide as they could get. "But not Robin. And trust me when I say that I know him better than myself. He acted like this because he cares. Deeply."

Regina was frozen.

She didn't even answer and John left…

Quite proud of himself.

Regina had been thinking about John's words all day.

And she knew what she had to do…

The merry men had been given rooms on the ground floor near the courtyard, so they could be outside as much as they wanted. She knew where Robin was and took a deep breath before knocking at his door.

In one second, the door opened and his eyes widened.

"Regina?"

She tried a smile but was way too tensed.

"Hi, Robin."

The outlaw couldn't believe it.

She was there.

But then…

"Are you searching for Will?" he asked and she caught the hurt in his eyes, blamed herself for ruining the best thing happening to her in years. But then Robin started to leave, muttering that he would call Will when she caught his hand and he froze, turned around and sad blue eyes met scared brown.

"I am afraid." she admitted and his eyes widened. "I've always been afraid, Robin." she swallowed and he took a step to her, squeezed her hand in comfort. "I know how to deal with fear, and lust, and rejection. Even anger!" her voice broke. "But I do not know how to deal with what I feel for you."

Robin looked so relieved at her words she chuckled softly.

He couldn't believe it.

Maybe all was not lost…

So he cupped her cheeks tenderly

"I do feel the same, Regina. And it is scaring for me too." she leant into his hand and for the first time in days, he felt right. "I am so very sorry and… And if you want to see other people, then maybe I can try to understand." he took a deep breath, amended. "At first, at least."

Regina was overwhelmed by what he was actually ready to do for her.

But she had made up her mind.

"No need, Robin." his heart stopped in his chest, hope strangling him. "It's you. It's only been you. Only you." she added as the brightest smile of all lit up his face and she smiled in return, so relieved and grateful and happy he had this smile because of her and for her. "The truth is..." now that she had started she couldn't stop. "I've not wanted anyone else since we first met, and I doubt I will ever do."

Robin was at a loss for words.

He had dreamt of this.

And now…

So he did the only thing he could think of and crashed his mouth on hers.

"It's you and me, then?" he breathed nuzzling her nose and she smiled,

"Always." and then he smiled and kissed her again but she had to explain. She felt like she owed him that. "I have always felt this way, Robin. The other night..." and their eyes locked."The words you say about me being yours and that no one else get to have me… Leopold used to say those exact same words." his eyes widened in horror.

"I am so sorry! Regina, if I had known-"

She cut him.

"I know those were words spoken out of your feelings for me." he blushed and she added, "And I don't want to share you either, by the way."

Robin raised an eyebrow, smirking.

"Does this mean I have to go tell Belle we are done after all?"

"Oh, shut up." she groaned before she caught the lapel of his shirt and kissed him again, cutting off his laugh as he kissed her back.

And from where he was, a little further… John smiled before leaving them alone.

A good friend, indeed.

A/N: Next chapter tomorrow: Dark OQ ! See you there my friends :)