Once again, no beta…so I'm going to apologize already for the possible mistakes you might find.
*I don't own OUAT*
The events after 4A never happened.
Regina stirred in bed. She wasn't sure what time it was but by the sun rays getting in the room from the still opened blinds, she knew it was morning already. She turned in the sheets, putting the weight of her body on her right shoulder instead of on the left as it had been before.
The Queen still held her eyes closed, trying to bask in a few more minutes of peace and quiet before everyone in the house decided it was time to get up and she had to start making breakfast so all of them could be at school and work on time.
She loved those busy mornings, but in the last month, she seemed to lack the needed energy to get out of her comfortable laying position.
The brunette woman stretched both arms looking for her favorite blued eyed person but was met with the coldness of empty sheets.
Opening her eyes, she confirmed what she already knew, he wasn't in bed with her.
She checked the clock, almost half past six am, nearly time to get out of bed anyway.
The petite brunette turned on her left side again, she slipped one leg at the time out of the warmth of the duvet and found each slipper right away, wanting to keep some of the temperateness inside.
She simply sat on the bed for a few seconds, gathering the strength to get up and go look for her husband.
She crossed the hallway directing herself to the stairs after a short trip to the bathroom, she checked both her sons were still sleeping and proceeded to descend the set of steps carefully.
By the middle of the staircase, she could already hear something she indistinctively recognized as her dear soulmate singing or attempting to sing…she chuckled to herself but kept going, following the sound all the way to the kitchen.
The Queen made sure she kept her steps quiet not to alert him about her presence and simply kept silent while watching him by the door. He had already set the table with bowls, milk, jam, butter and everything one could need for breakfast and was now cooking something she couldn't see from where she stood, in the stove. He was humming as he worked, a song all too familiar to Regina. Eternal flame, one of the songs from their wedding, she couldn't stop singing it the day before and, apparently, had passed the melody to him.
She couldn't help her mind from traveling off to those moments and others that allowed for this perfect picture she now had in front of her to be possible.
A little over one year ago she had almost lost him to her wicked sister. It was right after him telling her he would choose her that the vile creature faked ill, almost succeeding in her plan of taking everything Regina loved most.
And so many things have happened after that…moving in together, Robin proposing, the marriage…all of that almost didn't happen because of that vicious person.
She traveled back to that time on the town line.
"Regina, I…" He said holding her face in his hands, not wanting to let go, ever.
"I know." The Queen said, trying to mask the brokenness she felt.
The reformed thief started to let his hands fall only holding onto her small fingers, he was almost across the line when something seemed to go over him.
"No!" He half shouted. "I have to tell you." The blond-haired man returned to his original position and kissed her with passion, hands caressing her cheeks while hers were on his chest trying to feel his heartbeat for the last time. He pulled back and joined their foreheads. "I love you, Regina."
She couldn't keep her tears from falling freely down her cheeks. "I love you too, Robin."
A flash of something went through his eyes and he looked back at Marian who was holding his son waiting to cross the town line.
"I'm not going." He whispered.
"What?" Marian's eyes went wide and she made a move to grab his arm.
"I'm not going, Marian." He said louder and with determination. "I choose her." This last sentence directed at his soulmate.
Suddenly Marian's expression went from one of weakness to one of rage. "You are choosing her over your dying wife?" She shouted, scaring Roland who was still in her arms and made a motion with his tiny hands to be let down. But his mother only held him tighter.
"They always choose her!" Her breathing was heavy and her face red with fury. "Why do they always choose her?" She screamed.
"Marian, what are you talking about?" Robin asked clearly confused and trying to get his son out of her embrace.
"Oh, there's no need to be faking it anymore." She waved her hand changing forms and turning into Zelena.
Both Robin and Regina gasped and made a move to get to the witch.
"Not so fast little sister, you don't want your little knight to get hurt, do you?" The red-headed woman patted Roland on his head and released an evil laugh. "Maybe I should just kill him, and then your pretty lover, that way I'll have my revenge, and you'll get to suffer like I did."
Regina's mind was traveling one hundred miles per hour trying to think what to do.
"Let him go, Zelena, it's me you want." She said trying not to show how scared she was.
"Indeed, it is, little sister." Roland was now crying for his papa.
The Queen noticed the black shadow behind the witch and knew what she had to do.
"I'll surrender myself to you as soon as Roland and Robin are out of here, I'll be at your mercy for whatever plan you have in mind." She said trying to sound sincere.
Zelena seemed to think for a moment and then spoke again. "Come on then, sis." With a wave of her hand, the innocent child was in his parent's arms and Regina was now standing right in front of her half-sister.
"We're going to have so much fun." The green witch smiled and made a motion to grab the brunette. Her movements, however, were stopped by someone grabbing a hold on her hand, quickly sliding a black bracelet across her wrist.
"What?" She turned around abruptly to find the one person who had caused her suffering all those years ago. "Rumple?" Her voice sounded weak.
"Hello, Zelena." He grinned.
She tried to break free but her magic wasn't working. "What have you done?" She screamed in her ex-mentor's face, which seemed unaffected by it.
"Just a simple magic inhibitor." The Dark one explained. "Let's see if you stop causing trouble around my town, shall we?" He spoke in a threatening tone.
Her memories were disturbed by Robin speaking.
"What?" She asked not having heard what he said.
"Just asking if you were there watching me like a creep for long, but you seemed to be in another place." He grinned and moved in her direction.
She was waiting for him with her arms already stretched and wrapped them around his neck as soon as he was in reaching distance. He peaked her lips the same way he did every morning pulling back for his usual "Good morning, my love." And re-joining their mouths again in a more dazzling kiss. This time, she was the one pulling back when the need for air became too much, but kept his body glued to her own as much as they could. They both shared a contented smile.
"What were you thinking just now?" He asked curiously. "You had your pouty face on." He teased her.
"I was just thinking how lucky I am to have all of you with me, how blessed I am to have this amazing family and a fantastic husband who cooks me breakfast…just how happy you make me, Robin of Locksley." That answer seemed to satisfy him as he went for a third kiss. This time he asked immediately for entrance in her mouth, tracing her sweet lips with his tongue. She was way so happy to comply and opened her lips to him. They were so engrossed in each other they didn't even hear their children coming down the stairs looking for their morning meal.
As usual, Roland was the first one to arrive, seeing as he would always run instead of walking as his, still, very sleepy brother did.
"Henry, mom and dad are being gross again." He shouted causing both adults to break the kiss looking rather flushed.
"Not in the kitchen, guys." Henry moaned entering the family space grinning.
"Okay, stop teasing us Henry, I seem to record you and Violet being a little too friendly on your mother's couch." The teenager's grin felt immediately as his face went red.
"Oh, please don't remind me…my little boy is not so little anymore." Regina made a dramatic gesture to hug him.
"I'll be your little boy forever, mama." Came Roland's sweet voice and tears formed in her eyes. Damn hormones.
He was by their side looking way too adorable as Regina freed Henry and kissed the boy's curls, moving on to his face, kissing every centimeter of it making the boy giggle. Oh, how she loved that giggle and his little dimples that were now on display. With one last kiss to both, she let go of her little knight who made his way into his chair.
"Very well, and what do you want for breakfast today, my boys?" He asked moving in their direction.
"Pancakes." Came their reply in unison.
"Oh, how could I have guessed?" Robin said already filling his son's plates with the same thing they had every morning.
They smiled and thanked him, quickly attacking the food.
"And for my girls?" He asked stocking her very pregnant stomach.
"Pancakes with fruit, chocolate, and Chantilly, please." She grinned. "Oh, and can you cook some bacon as well? Baby really wants bacon today." He swore her smile could light up the entire town if need be.
"Everything for my favorite girls in the whole world." With one last peak to her lips, he was gone back to the stove preparing her bacon.
She smiled and sat down with her boys.
The Queen simply watched as her the two, not so little, prince and knight ate and talked perfectly contented and her husband prepared her food, swinging his hips now and then to the imaginary beat in his head.
People usually ask if you had the possibility of traveling in time, where you would go...
Regina knew exactly what her answer would be.
Right there. Right in that moment. She had everything she could ever ask and more, she was truly happy.
And that was it.
To clarify, Regina was never infertile, for me that didn't happen.
I really hope you like it, leave some reviews so I'll know ;)
Tomorrow I'll post my favorite OS from this week, hope you stick with me!!
Xoxo Rafa