Okay, so I have an inkling that some of us need cheering up, well, I hope this does the trick, enjoy!

Another month had passed, Regina and Robin were surviving on heated glances and a couple of private conversations here and there. Their contact had never gone further than a slight touch of hands and instead of kisses, they were making do with sharing coffee any time they were alone.

Regina had resorted to writing down her fantasies, what she dreamt of doing to him, or having him do to her, they were driving her crazy and it didn't help that she hadn't had sex in a month and a half, yet she'd had to have him in the same room as her, knowing what pleasure he could give her.

She was sat at her desk marking essays when she heard a commotion outside on the corridor, rolling her eyes she took off her glasses and put down her pen, before making her way to the door and finding two students engaged in a bust up. "Okay, break it up!" She shouted, failing to make herself heard above the noise from other students, who were just stood watching the two boys. "I said break it up!" She yelled, getting annoyed, why was it that students never listened? She made the mistake of moving behind one of them and immediately regretted it, the boy's elbow collided hard with her nose, resulting in a slight cracking noise.

Her eyes went wide as pain radiated from her nose, the boys were still at it and she'd had just about enough of it. "Stop right now!" She screamed causing them to turn and see her. "You better get your arses the hell to Mr King's office, right now!"

"Miss mills!" Robin ran up to her, his eyes going wide as he took in the waterfall of blood running down her face, "oh god, Gina."

"Robin," she warned under her breath; her hand came up to her nose and she felt that it was damp, pulling her hand away she saw that it was indeed bleeding.

"Miss Mills, we didn't mean," one of the boys looked at her guiltily.

"I don't care," she turned to the side, "David, please escort them to Mr King and tell him I'll be along directly."

"Sure miss," he nodded.

"Regina, come on, we need to clean you up," Robin stated.

She nodded and allowed him to walk her into her classroom, as soon as the door was closed she let out a little whimper, "ouch."

"I think he broke your nose." Robin sighed, sitting her down at her desk and pulling her swivel chair towards him. "Look at you," he gasped, shaking his head as he traced her face with his hand.

"I'll be fine," she stated, feeling the beginnings of a headache starting and rubbing her temples.

He took a couple of tissues from the box on her desk and carefully began dabbing at the blood, she winced when he got too close to her nose, really feeling the pain; if she thought about it she could swear she had heard a click when the boy had hit her, she had an inkling that it might be broken, god knows what she looked like at that very moment. "Gina, I'm gonna take you to hospital," he shook his head and picked up her purse, "come on."

"Robin, I am not going to hospital," she scoffed, "I'm perfectly fine."

"Babe your nose is broken," he sighed, casting her a no nonsense look, "we are going to hospital."

"We?" She asked, her eyebrows raising at him.

"It's my duty as a gentleman to make sure that your nose is straight again."

Her eyes went wide, "what?" She asked in alarm, taking her bag from him and scrabbling around for a mirror, she found it and held it up, examining her face in the mirror. "Oh my god," she gasped, she looked a complete mess, blood was running from her nose and had dripped onto her white blouse; her nose didn't exactly look misshapen, not really, well maybe there was a slight kink. She looked closer and pulled a disgusted face, "he broke my nose," she moaned.

"Don't worry," he chuckled, "we'll go get you fixed up, would it help to know that you're still the most beautiful woman I have ever seen, even with all that blood streaming down your face."

She laughed, and had to cover her face as the movement caused more blood to come out, she grabbed a tissue and held it in place, "okay, I think I need to go. I'm not sure you should take me though."

"Gina, I am taking you," he cast her a strict look.

"Okay," she held her hands up in defeat. "We need to go let Mr King know we're leaving and I'm afraid Mr Locksley that your afternoon lecture will most likely be cancelled."

"Oh no, that's one of my three favourite lectures of the week." He scoffed, "never mind, at least I'll be able to spend some time with the best teacher ever."

"Robin," she warned, "we are going to the hospital, now let's go."

"Okay, come on Muhammad Ali," he laughed.

"Not funny," shook her head, grabbing some essays to mark.

"What are you doing?" He asked, raising his eyebrows at her.

"Do you know how long we'll probably have to wait in the ER? My nose could probably heal quicker naturally." She huffed, it was true, the accident and emergency room was always packed full and the waiting times were ridiculously long; she was glad Robin was taking her, even if it was probably going to be frowned upon.

"I thought that we could maybe talk and I don't really think that dripping blood onto people's essays is very hygienic."

"Robin," she sighed, looking at him, "the longer I stay here talking to you, the more this hurts," she pointed to her face and opened the door, nearly bumping directly into Mary Margaret.

"Whoa Miss Mills."

"I'm taking her to hospital," Robin came out behind her.

"Oh, okay," Mary nodded, casting them an odd look.

Robin quickly explained, "she has a migraine, it's not safe for her to drive."

A look of realisation flashed upon Mary Margaret's face, "I see, well I hope you're okay."

"I'm sure I will be," she smiled.

"Urm, miss you're dripping."

"Robin," she turned to him, gesturing for more tissues.

"On it mam," he took some out of the packet and handed them to her.

"Thank you," she sighed, "shall we?"

"Hmm, see you later," he grinned at Mary Margaret before escorting Regina down the corridor, they were drawing a lot of attention to themselves, but it was mainly due to the extremely bloody tissue she was holding to her nose. She wasn't looking forward to talking with Mr King, had never liked him and he probably wasn't going to take this well, she could just imagine the accident forms it meant he had to fill out, 'teacher has nose broken by student', it was laughable, well, it would have been, did it not hurt so darn much.

Robin knocked on the door and they heard yelling coming from inside, he didn't wait for an answer and pushed the door open.

"What do you think you are doing?!" King admonished, glaring at Robin, before Regina came into view, "oh my goodness dear." He came over and placed his hand on her arm.

Just that made her skin crawl, but she smiled for courtesy's sake, "I would like to request some immediate leave to seek medical attention." She whispered.

"Yes, well, you must." The man nodded and looked towards Robin, "you can leave now."

Robin scoffed and shook his head, "I'm going to take Dr Mills to the hospital."

"That won't be necessary lad, I can take her."

Regina turned to look at Robin, begging him with her eyes to not back down on this one and to insist that he take her, she didn't want to have to go with Mr King, just the idea of being alone in a car with him made her stomach flip and not in a good way. "Sir, I am on a free period now, there's no point in you leaving school, I can take her. If that's alright?"

"Regina?"

"Oh, I am completely fine with Mr Locksley taking me," she nodded.

"Very well then, I hope it's not bad news." He stated, clearly referring to her nose.

She smiled bitterly before leaving the office and shuddering, "urgh, that man."

"What?" Robin asked, as they walked out of the building and towards his car.

"I don't know, I just get these vibes, I can't explain, it's just he…"

"Gives you the creeps?"

"Exactly," she nodded. Obviously, Robin got it, he knew her and therefore knew how she was feeling most of the time.

"I could tell, you really didn't want him to take you to the hospital."

"Eww, no," she shook her head as Robin opened the passenger door for her. "Thank you."

"You are very welcome," he grinned, before moving around and getting in himself. "Regina, do you think it would be bad if we held hands?"

"You Mr Locksley are a bad influence," she giggled, moving her hand towards his and threading their fingers together, feeling the spark between them, this was the most contact they'd had in nearly two months and they had really missed one another. She hummed in approval and sank lower into her chair, being hit by a memory and laughing.

"What?" He asked as he drove towards the highway, you had to ride it awhile before you reached the hospital.

"Do you remember that time?" She asked, smirking at him and closing her eyes.

"What, on the backseat?" He chuckled.

"Oh you do remember."

"Of course I do, how could I forget?"

"I should hope you wouldn't forget, now eyes on the road mister."

"You're too distracting," he grinned, squeezing her hand lightly.

This was most certainly not what she had planned to do with her day, nobody wanted to get hurt, but it was a downright perfect excuse to spend time with Robin, even if she really shouldn't be. She felt herself getting a little sleepy and shook her head, her breathing becoming more rapid.

"Gina?" Robin glanced over at her briefly, before looking back at the road.

"I'm fine," she croaked; she had made the mistake of tilting her head back and the blood from her nose had ran down her throat. "The sooner they patch me up the better." She really just wanted to go home and curl up on her couch, pull her duvet up and be lulled asleep by the background noise of the television.

Robin chuckled and shook his head.

"What?" She asked, looking at him and smiling.

"Nothing, I've just missed spending time with you that's all." He quipped, running his thumb over her hand before letting go of her to change the gear.

"So have I," she agreed, "shame I had to get beat up for us to do it."

"Yeah, there is that," he laughed pulling into the hospital car park, "come on then beautiful."

"I don't feel very beautiful," she shook her head, pouting at him.

"You are," he slipped out of the car and rounded to her side, opening the door for her, "milady."

"Why thank you." She smiled, grabbing her bag and the essays.

"Can't believe you actually brought those," he rolled his eyes, taking them from her.

"Well, we don't know how long I'm going to have off do we."

"Is it still bleeding?" He asked.

She lifted the tissue and saw that it was, was that normal? She had been hit nearly twenty-five minutes ago now, surely it should have stopped. "Hmm, I think I might have lost a couple of pint of blood."

"Come on, the doctors will be able to stop it."

"I am a doctor," she sassed.

"You're not a medical doctor, I hardly think a doctor of history will have much look resetting a broken nose."

"Fine," she rolled her eyes and nudged him playfully, it was crossing the boundaries, she knew that, but she could resist.

They entered the hospital and walked up to the front desk, it was packed out in the waiting room and Regina really couldn't be bothered waiting; she knew she would have to wait until everyone else had been seen before her. She felt slightly queasy and held onto the desk, she was absently aware that Robin was talking to the woman behind the desk; her vision blurred slightly as her grasp tightened.

"Sir, I'm afraid we are very busy at the moment," the receptionist stated.

"Yeah, I know, but she lost quite a lot of blood."

One of Regina's hands went up to her face and she shuddered, "Robin." She looked up at him, why were there two of him? "Robin," she breathed, wavering, "I don't feel too…" before she could even finish her sentence, her legs gave way, luckily Robin had realised and had reached out to grab her before she could hit the floor.

The receptionist stood up and rushed for a doctor as Robin carried on holding her, "Gina?" He looked at her wide eyed, holding her against his body, making sure that he could support her properly.

Her eyes flickered open and she saw a man in a white coat leaning over her, "welcome back Miss Mills."

"What happened?" She asked, her throat feeling dry.

"You blacked out," the doctor informed her, scribbling some notes on a clipboard and slipping his pen back into his top pocket. "Were you aware that you are anaemic?"

She shook her head, "no, I… no."

"Okay, well, that was probably what caused the blackout, as for the blood loss, that will have progressed the symptoms."

"I see," she nodded, "so my nose?"

"Yeah, you're going to need to come back in a couple of days or so once the swelling has gone down a little; we've managed to stop the bleeding, but the swelling is going to increase before it decreases and whilst there's swelling it's not safe to reset the nose."

"Right," she looked around and realised that Robin wasn't there, why hadn't he stayed with her? "Sorry, but do you know where the man that brought me in went?"

"Your boyfriend?"

Her eyes went wide as she stared at the doctor, maybe he had just assumed that Robin was her boyfriend, but it was slightly unprofessional to do so, "why would you think that he is my boyfriend?"

"He said that… wait, isn't he?"

"He…"

"God Regina, you scared me," Robin came through the curtain holding coffee and chocolate biscuits. "What?"

Regina was well aware that she was staring at Robin; at that moment, it dawned on her why he had said what he had, they wouldn't have allowed him in with her otherwise, if they had thought he was just her student, he would have had to wait in the waiting room and not in her room. "You're back," she smiled, the movement making her wince.

"I am," he grinned, placing the drinks down on the side, before sitting down in the chair beside her bed and taking her hand in his, giving it a light squeeze.

Regina was so glad he had lied, so glad that he was here with her, there was no one she would rather have than him. She realised that she hadn't heard the whole story so turned back to the doctor, "so what will they do when I come back?"

"They'll probably numb the area, it doesn't look bad enough for surgery, so it'll be a local anaesthetic."

"I see," she nodded, "and the anaemia?"

"We can prescribe you some iron replacement tablets, they should help your levels to raise."

"Thank you," she nodded.

"You are very welcome, I will also get you some more gauze for your nose and pain relief, then you're free to go."

"Thanks," Robin shook his hand as he left and then turned to Regina, "you look exhausted."

"I feel it," she closed her eyes.

"Come on, let's get you home."

"Thank you, for looking after me."

"Of course, but I'm not done yet, in fact I am going to cook you dinner tonight."

"Robin," she shook her head, "you know that can't happen."

"It can and it is, let's call it extra tutoring." He smirked, handing her a coffee, she took it from him and rolled her eyes. Robin cooking for her while she laid on the sofa and rested sounded like heaven, she would absolutely love to, but she couldn't, well, shouldn't, oh what the hell, nobody would find out and it was just this once, she needed looking after.

"Okay,"she stated, as she grabbed her bag and her coffee, "but after that, nothing, right?"

"Right."

Regina snuggled on her couch in her pyjamas with her duvet pulled up over her, they hadn't gotten out of the hospital until around half six and the accident had happened at one, so there was no point her going back to work, but she'd been given a sick note for a couple of days anyway just in case she accidentally knocked it and made it worse, so she had the rest of the week off, she never had time off, and was really looking forward to it, just lounging and doing nothing, obviously after she had marked the remainder of the essays she had brought home with her.

Now however, she had her head buried in a historical romance about a woman and her true love overcoming many obstacles to be together, such as a mother who was trying to force her daughter into an arranged marriage and a dodgy sheriff who wanted the woman for himself; this story unlike others she had read had many twists and turns, there was the constant suspense that something awful was going to happen, the whole mystery of it was fascinating to her.

"How's the patient?" Robin asked, coming to the door and looking over at her, she had attempted to balance her reading glasses on top of the packing she had on her nose and she knew she probably looked like a complete idiot, but trying to read without her glasses would just give her a headache.

"Don't look at me," she hid her face from him, behind her book; when she dropped it again Robin was closer and staring at her. "Stop it," she whined, hitting him with her book.

"You look geekily adorable."

"Geekily adorable?" She shook her head, leaning across and placing the book on the coffee table, before laying back against the arm of her sofa and shuffling so he could sit beside her.

"Hmm, totally," he brushed his fingers through her hair.

"We would be in so much trouble if they found out about this," she sighed.

"If who found out and we aren't doing anything, we're just eating dinner and talking like civilised human beings do."

She chuckled and reached out to touch him, running her hand up and down his arm, "Robin, be truthful with me now, do I look a mess?"

"Well, I think the swelling might have spread a little," he shook his head, running his thumbs under her eyes, where dark bruises that came with the broken nose had now formed, "did that hurt?" He asked.

"Not especially, why?" Robin leant over and picked up one of her little mirrors,before holding it up for her, "urgh!" She wanted to stick her nose up, but couldn't because even to wriggle it was asking too much.

He laughed, "what?"

"I can't form a disapproving face," she huffed folding her arms over her chest as he smiled down at her.

"I love it when you get all stroppy."

"Really?" She asked, feeling his hand slip across her arm.

"Hmm," he nodded as it slipped underneath her sleeve and he drew little circles on her skin.

"Robin," she breathed, staring at him, "we shouldn't do this." She shook her head, "it's wrong."

"No, it isn't, how can something that feels so right be wrong?" he asked moving his face closer to hers so that they were breathing the same air. "This feels right, you feel right."

She closed her eyes and basked in the closeness, she was so tempted to just close the gap and kiss him, god knows she wanted it, more than anything. He moved so that he could rest his forehead against hers as he stroked her cheek lightly.

Robin was about to lean in and merge his lips with hers, when a timer went off in the kitchen, signalling that something was cooked. He sighed and shrugged his shoulders, "sounds like it's ready, where do you want to eat?"

"We can eat in here," she stated, consciously moving her hair behind her ear, she had nearly let him kiss her, nearly gone against everything she had told herself she wouldn't do; she had told herself that she wouldn't be drawn in by him, wouldn't spend time alone with him in case that happened, look how that one had turned out, here she was letting him cook dinner for her.

She moved to sit up, removing her legs from the sofa so that he would be able to sit beside her properly; before standing and walking into the hall where a large mirror hung, she looked into it and shook her head, she definitely looked a mess. Carefully she fingered the bruises that had formed below her eyes; how could he still think she was beautiful when she looked like that? She sighed and wandered into the kitchen, "anything I can help with?"

"Hey, you're supposed to be resting," he tutted plating up what looked like lasagne and Regina's version of heaven

"I'm totally done with resting," she smirked, biting her bottom lip as she grabbed a bottle of red wine and two glasses.

"What's that supposed to mean?" He asked, raising his eyebrows at her.

"Nothing," she shook her head, realising what she had just said and how it might have sounded, "I just need a drink."

"Hmm, turning to the alcohol, Miss Mills, I do think you may be turning into an alcoholic."

"Shut it," she chuckled, rolling her eyes, "I think I deserve it."

"I am inclined to agree," he nodded, "You get the drinks, I'll bring the food."

"Deal," she smiled, carrying them into the living room, looking behind her as she watched him follow her in with two bowl in his hands. "It smells amazing."

"Hopefully it will be," he laughed, "although yours is pretty unbeatable."

"Why thank you," she grinned, flopping down on the sofa, bending one of her legs under her; Robin sat down beside her and she found herself leaning against him. Taking a forkful of lasagna she blew on it lightly before trying some, "mmm, that's good."

"Yeah? Do I get your approval?"

"Definitely."

"Wow, well I am happy about that," he nudged her.

"What are you trying to say?" She scoffed.

"Have you heard what the first years are calling you?"

"What?" She asked, eating some more as she glanced up at him.

"The Evil Queen."

"Really?" She cast him an unamused look as she poured a glass of wine, "whys that then?"

"They said that the very first lesson you taught them for, you were horrid to them."

"I was strict, there's a difference."

"What's the difference?"

She smacked him playfully, before leaning over and stealing a piece of his garlic bread.

"You did not just do that," he scoffed.

"I did," she nodded, taking a bite and smirking at him.

"Oh I'm gonna get you for that."

"My nose," she argued, pulling away from him, holding her own bowl out of reach and covering her nose. "Robin," she squealed as he pulled her towards him, pressing her to his side. All of a sudden she was caught off guard when his lips touched hers, sparking a million different feelings, she was still holding her bowl and it was trapped between them as they continued to kiss. She had missed him more than she thought she had, kissing him now told her that, his lips against hers felt like coming home, she felt as though she had been without something for the past months and she knew what it was, him.

She pulled back and stared at him, "sorry," he whispered, "I couldn't resist."

"It's okay," she closed her eyes for a brief second, before looking at him again, the depths of his blue eyes telling her everything she needed to know. She knew she really should not kiss him again, really shouldn't, but she wanted to; she was about to when there was a knock on the door. "Urm, I better go answer that."

"Okay," he nodded, stroking her cheek one last time before she stood up and walked towards the door, grabbing her robe on the way. "Who is it?"

"Regina, it's Archie."

Her eyes went wide as she looked towards the sitting room, "one second," she called, rushing back where she came from, "quick!"

"What?" Robin turned to look at her.

"It's Dr Hopper! He can't see you here!"

"Okay, I'll hide out in your room."

"Good idea," she nodded, waiting for him to close the door, before opening the front one. Yeah, it would be like Archie to come over when Robin was there, typical, he hadn't been to her house in ages and now was the time he chose. "Hi Archie."

"Oh my, look at you."

"I know," she rolled her eyes.

"I came to see how you were doing." He quipped, handing her a bouquet of tulips.

She smiled at him, usually she would smell flowers, but there was no point even pretending to, she could smell nothing, "thank you, I am feeling a little better, slightly sore, but otherwise."

"Do you want some company?" He asked, looking past her into her apartment.

She felt mean turning him down, especially when she knew he lived all the way across town, but she had more pressing matters at hand, like what do about her situation with Robin, who was currently locked up in her bedroom. "Oh, I'm fine thank you, I was just going to turn in for the night, the pain killers are making me drowsy."

"I see," he grinned, nodding at her, "well, would I be able to use your restroom?"

Shit, to get to her bathroom he would have to go through her bedroom, how was she going to explain the fact that she had a student in her bedroom? She was going to be in so much trouble if Archie just walked in there and saw Robin. "Yes, of course," she pushed the door open further, allowing him to enter, then she led him towards the room, "it's just through the bedroom," she stated, her voice raised, hopefully loud enough so that Robin could hear her and find some sort of hiding place.

Opening the door she walked in first, noting that the room appeared empty she pointed to the bathroom before leaving the room. Her heart was pounding, the idea of being caught was scary, she didn't like it one bit. Sitting back on the sofa she noticed the two bowls on the coffee table and the two wine glasses, quickly she grabbed one of the glasses and moved it, before she could move one of the bowls Archie was back. "Did you have company?"

She looked at the bowls and knew she needed to come up with a good lie, "yes, a friend came over to look after me, but he's gone now."

"Ooh a friend," Archie grinned at her.

"Seriously, a woman can have male friends, look at you, you're my friend and you're a man."

"Indeed I am, I was just thinking that for a woman who has just had her nose broken, you look quite upbeat."

She chuckled and shook her head, "okay Archie, thanks for stopping by."

"No, I'm serious Regina, it was weird, the first day back you were so happy and then the next minute you were back to your usual self, but tonight…"

"Archie," she rose her eyebrows, "thank you for the flowers and I'll see you when I'm back at work."

"Your welcome, I hope you feel better."

She smiled at him and walked him to the door, "good night."

"Night."

She took a sigh of relief and closed the door, leaning against it, her eyes shut as she thought about how close they had come to Archie catching them. Robin came out of the bedroom and stood in front of her, "alright?"

"I thought we were caught," she sighed.

"Caught?"

"We kissed Robin."

"Did we?"

She rolled her eyes and walked back into the sitting room, "we can't do it again." Dr Hopper's visit had pushed her back into reality, reminded her of the relationship she and Robin had to maintain until he was no longer her student.

"Sorry, it way my fault, you're not going to send me away are you?" he pouted moving closer to her.

"No, come on, let's watch a movie or something."

"Right what do you want to watch?" Robin asked as she picked up her lasagne and he moved to grab his laptop.

"You choose," she quipped.

An hour later Regina was tucked up in Robin's arms and they had the blanket pulled over them, their feet resting on the foot stool, as they watched a romantic comedy. She snuggled closer to him and smiled, this was what she wanted, to be in his arms, to feel safe, loved and content. Robin placed a kiss in her hair as he tightened his grip on her; he was so comforting. Her eyes flickered closed as she basked in the feeling of having him with her and maybe, just this once, she could relax and enjoy being in his arms.

I hope you liked the chapter and that it cheered up those who needed it. Muwah xxx Much love. xxx