Sheriff Dean Grayson

Courtsville- A Little Under One Year Ago

A dark haired woman sat in the driver's seat of her car; with one hand on the wheel she used the other to push a lock of black hair behind her ear. Whiskey colored eyes scanned the road ahead for any signs of cars or children. She was new to this town and still didn't know her way around fully, she was nervous and embarrassed knowing that she probably looked like a complete idiot. She had been driving in circles for what seemed like forever and couldn't manage to find the grocery store.

Suddenly behind her she heard sirens blare and saw the flashing of red and blue police lights. "Oh crap." She gasped and pulled over to the side of the road. She wanted nothing but to hit herself in the head for being pulled over, she didn't even know what she had done. She pressed the button on the side of her door and the driver's window beside her slid down. She heard the sound of footsteps approaching her car and gulped once they stopped beside her. "I'm sorry officer." She said and looked up. Her mouth opened slightly in surprise at the man standing outside her car. He was tall with a handsome face and green eyes, his skin was tanned and his hair was dark and cut almost military style. He was wearing a police uniform but with a quick glance it was easy to tell he was well muscled. Suddenly realizing that her mouth was open she closed it and tried to stop herself from blushing.

The man himself was also clearly surprised by the beauty of the woman in the car. His green eyes widened as if trying to take in all her beauty at once. She had dark hair that almost touched her shoulders and looked soft and framed her face perfectly. Her eyes were brown with what looked like hints of gold in the light and her lips were full and painted a light pink, and on her upper lip was a scar that only seemed to enhance her unrealistic beauty. Realizing that he was staring he suddenly snapped out of the daze and cleared his throat. "Ma'am, are you aware that you ran a stop sign?" He asked trying to recover whatever he could of his professional appearance.

The woman swallowed nervously, "No officer, I wasn't aware of that." She said and looked away for an instant. "I'm sorry officer, I'm new in town and got a bit lost, I didn't see the stop sign." She said looking back at him.

The man looked at her and leaned down a bit further, "Actually Ma'am, its sheriff, not officer." He said and took a breath. He knew what he was about to do was risky, but he had to try something. "Since you're new in town, I'll cut you some slack. I won't write you a ticket today." He said.

"Really?" The woman asked in surprise and looked up at him, raising a perfectly plucked eyebrow.

The sheriff nodded and then added with a smile. "If you'll let me show you around town tomorrow night so you won't get lost again."

The woman blushed a bit and smiled shyly. "I think I could agree to that." She said. "And at what time would this little tour take place?" She asked.

"Oh I don't know… 7:30?" The sheriff asked with a smile as he continued to play the little game. "And of course as your personal tour guide I will be providing you with dinner."

"Oh really?" The woman asked with a sly smile. "And might I be allowed to know my personal tour guides name?" She asked flirtatiously.

"Only if he can know yours." He said with a cheeky smirk.

The woman laughed lightly and it caused her nose to scrunch up in the most adorable way. "Diana." She said with a smile. "Diana Noble."

"Dean Grayson." The sheriff introduced himself and handed her a slip of paper he had quickly written his number on. "Sheriff Dean Grayson, at your service Diana Noble." He said.

Diana smiled and took the slip of paper. She quickly scribbled her own number onto a separate piece of paper and passed it to him. "And your service is much appreciated Sheriff Grayson." She said. "And I assure you I do look forward to the tour tomorrow." She added.

"So do I." Dean said and stood up. "See you tomorrow at 7:30." He said with a smile and a nod before walking back to his police cruiser.

Courtsville- Present Day

Robin felt his world begin to spin slightly as he watched Regina Mills, his Regina Mills, kiss another man with the same love and passion that they had once shared. It was all too unreal for him; the past months had to be some sort of sick dream. Yes, that's it! He determined as he felt himself growing more unstable to the point that he was having to grip on tightly to a metal railing. This has all been some twisted nightmare, none of this is real. She is still in Storybrooke with me and not kissing that man! He tried to convince himself and knew deep down that he was only going to drive himself mad with jealousy.

Suddenly Robin lost all ability to stand as he watched Regina and the man pull apart only to quickly peck each other on the lips again. He crashed to the ground, his world going dark. He heard the sound of several pairs of feet rushing towards him and his last thoughts before he lost consciousness were, I have faced packs of wolves, ogres, trolls, and even the Dark One himself, and the one that gets me is a woman!

Diana had heard a cluttering thump from behind her and immediately turned around. Several feet behind her she saw a man drop to the ground unconscious, "Oh my god!" She gasped and pulled away from Dean to run over to the man. "Dean call an ambulance!" She gasped.

"Already on it!" Dean replied with his cell phone whipped out. He followed Diana to the man hurriedly and put the phone to his ear after dialing. He put the fingers of his free hand to the pulse point of the unconscious man's neck. "He's alive." He said and looked up at Diana who was checking to make sure the man was breathing. "But his pulse is wild."

Diana looked up at Dean worriedly, she knew that he knew what he was doing, but still she couldn't help the slight fear for the unconscious man that bubbled inside. Taking a second she glanced down to look at the face of the unconscious man to see if it was anyone she knew. He was handsome with a bit of a beard and light brown hair; however she didn't recognize him at all even though deep inside a small sense of déjà vu seemed to spark. In the background Diana could hear Dean on the phone with the local authorities about the situation and demanding an ambulance be sent at once.

Diana sat for several minutes and held the unconscious man's hand while keeping two fingers on his pulse point in order to make sure his condition didn't worsen. "They're on their way." Dean said and walked over to kneel down beside her.

"Do you think he will be okay?" She asked and turned her head to look at the sheriff with concern in her whiskey brown eyes.

Dean nodded and said with a smile that encouraged hope, "Yes, I think he will be fine. For all we know the poor man could just be dehydrated or something." He said kindly. "I love that you care so much." He added and put his hand lovingly on her knee as they sat beside the unconscious form of Robin.

Diana smiled and ducked her head, "You know me, I have a thing for the underdog." She said simply and glanced back up at him.

"And I love you all the more for that." Dean said and kissed her cheek lightly.

Robin suddenly began to regain consciousness slightly. He felt himself swimming out of the dark depth he seemed to be trapped in within his mind, he was drawn out by a voice. He used the voice as an anchor, it was her voice, she was beside him. He began to sense a small tingling and registered lightly that she was holding his hand. Slowly and with great effort he opened his eyes just a crack. And his heart soared at what he saw, over top of him like an angel, she sat looking at him. "Re-" He tried to say but failed.

Diana looked at him and got Dean's attention. "He is trying to say something." She said and looked back at Robin.

Robin had recovered from his failed attempt and continued to look at her through the slight opening between his eyelids. His blue eyes couldn't break away from her ever if they wanted to, it was physically impossible for him. "Regina?" He groaned out the question.

"Sir, my name is Diana Noble." She said as if she were trying to think of what a professional might say in this situation. "Do you know your name?"

Robin looked up at her and frowned slightly at her words. Then he saw him again, the man she had been kissing. Suddenly all the memories came racing back into his head and he could do nothing to stop them. Before he could answer the question he was unconscious on the ground again.

Hey guys! So do you guys like jealous Robin? Am I writing him right? And sorry if you don't like the whole passing out thing, I just feel like he has been through hell and back to find Regina. And now he's found her and she has no memory of him and she is kissing another man. Please leave me comments and reviews, I love to read what you guys think! You are all perfect! I love you!