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Robin scoured the gardens and found no sign of her, he was really worried now, where the hell was she? He only had two hours, two hours before they were trapped in the past forever, he wouldn't leave her, wouldn't go back without her, but he had to find her, he had to get her back.

He walked past the stables and saw a horse just stood there, looking around he found no one, maybe she was at the docks, maybe someone was taking her away from him, forcing her against her will.

Without a second thought, he jumped onto the horses back, despite not having a clue how to ride and the horse having no saddle or reins. He nearly slid right back off again, but managed to keep his balance and held onto the horse's mane, he was crazy, he knew that, but love made you crazy.

As soon as he found his balance on the horse, he kicked it gently, hoping that it would set off, unfortunately he didn't know how to work a horse. He increased the pressure, expecting it to walk off slowly, but no, the horse began to canter, heading full steam off towards the docks, he held on tight, oh god he was going to die, the horse was going to throw him and he was going to die.

Just as the pier came into view he saw her; an older woman with dark hair like Regina's and Leopold were holding each of her arms as she struggled against them, trying to break free. Clearly they were taking her somewhere against her will, it was quite obvious that she didn't want to go with them from the way she was struggling. "Let me go!" She cried, "please let me go!" They were dragging her down the pier towards the boat that was waiting there. "I love him!" He heard her voice echo through the air, "stop, you can't force me to go with you!"

"You are promised to another."

"No! Never, I will never marry him! I hate him!" She screamed, trying to hit the man who was dragging her, "let me go! I love Robin, let me go!"

"What have I always taught you? Love is weakness Regina."

Robin gritted his teeth together, his blood boiled at the sight of people manhandling the woman he loved, the woman that should be treated with all the love and care in the world. He put the thoughts of dying on the horse behind him as he stormed down to the pier, unsettling the sand that had washed up there with the horse's hooves. "Regina!"

"Robin? Robin!" She turned and struggled even more, "Robin!" She yelped, then suddenly she stopped wriggling and he saw her stamp on Leo's toes, causing him to let go of her, leaving her free to pull her arm from the woman's grasp. As soon as she had done that, she began running towards him, holding her dress up off the ground.

"You get back here right now young lady!" The woman yelled as she stormed down the pier towards them.

"You don't own me mother!" She shouted back, reaching Robin and taking his hand, "pull me up," she whispered.

"I have no clue how to ride this horse," he confessed in her ear, once he'd settled her in front of him.

"It's a good job I do then," she chuckled, kicking the horse gently and somehow managing to turn it around and push it on back to the hotel, he had his arms around her, holding her tight against him.

"I thought I'd lost you," he muttered in her ear, nuzzling against her.

"I have to say for a moment there I was slightly alarmed."

"What happened?"

"My mother, that is what happened," she sighed, "Leopold informed her about you and she insisted on coming here and forcing me to leave." She snuggled closer into him, "I tried to stop them."

"I know you did, don't worry, I'll take you away from here."

"Please Robin, I never want to see them again." She slowed the horse somewhat as they reached the hotel.

"I promise you won't have to," he kissed her neck as they came to a halt and he slipped off the horse, pulling her into his arms and hugging her tight, "I'm never letting you go again," he whispered. The desperation in her voice really hit him, it made his need to protect her from harm even stronger.

"That sounds fine with me," she nodded, leaning in and touching her nose to his playfully.

"Okay, there's something I need to tell you," he stated, running his hands up and down her arms.

"What is it?" She asked, looking into his eyes, however something else caught her attention and her mouth dropped open, "Robin! Did you do all this?" She questioned, moving out from his arms and hurrying over to the porch where Tink was stood waiting. "Oh my goodness gracious it is beautiful, Robin," she smiled taking his hand in hers, "thank you."

"Well I wanted it to be perfect for you," he chuckled, touching her hair gently, he couldn't wait to take it down out of its restrictive updo and run his fingers through it.

"It is! Oh I love you," she kissed him shyly and pulled back to look at it again, running her fingers over one of the lilies that was threaded through the arch.

"Regina, I need to talk to you, before we get married." He really didn't want to tell her, what if it freaked her out?

"Okay," she looked at him in concern, "what is it?" She asked.

He took her hands in his, rubbing them lovingly, he decided to just go straight for it, "so, I may be from the future."

She simply stared at him before a grin came onto her face, "okay," she patted his chest, letting out a little giggle.

"That's not weird for you?"

"No not at all."

"So you want to come to the future with me?" He asked, his eyebrows raised.

"Why not?" She chuckled.

Well, that was much easier than he had thought it would be, where was the big freak out? Why wasn't she calling him crazy? She had literally just agreed with a smile on her face and no questioning of his sanity at all. "Right, well then, let's get married."

"Yes," she nodded.

"Regina, come with me for one second," Tink stated, taking her friend's hand and pulling her inside.

Robin ran a hand through his hair in disbelief, she was so cute; the combination of the way she had looked back at him before she had gone in and her attempt at a wink was the most adorable thing he had ever seen in his life, even though she clearly couldn't wink, it was still sexy as hell.

Although he loved all of the outfits she wore here in this time, he couldn't wait to see her in modern day clothes, he was really looking forward to seeing what she would pick out for herself, he'd have to take her shopping straight away, buy her a whole wardrobe of clothes.

He heard laughter coming from the doorway and looked up to see Regina and Tink stood there, he looked at his bride and shook his head, she looked so beautiful, her hair was still tied up with flowers pinned into it. Her dress had already been perfect, the white material combined with little crystals that were scattered all over it made her look like a queen; he felt as though he might stop breathing just from looking at her. He took her hand as they walked up to the archway and stood before Tink. Regina was adorably biting on her bottom lip as she smiled at him, squeezing his hand playfully as they turned to look at their officiator.

"Are you both ready?" She asked.

"Yes," Regina nodded.

"Definitely," Robin agreed, casting her a bright smile.

Once the service was over, Robin and Regina walked under the stars their hands clasped tightly together as Regina rested her head on his shoulder, "I can't believe we got married," she whispered playing with his fingers and spinning the wedding band that Tink had somehow been able to source at such late notice, he had a hunch that she had already know they were going to get married, hence all the supplies she had ready and waiting.

"I know," he turned his head and kissed her temple.

"Do you think that we may have rushed into it?"

"Do you?" He asked in concern, he really hoped that she didn't think that they had rushed things, granted had they been in his time they would probably not have been married so soon, but things were different, there were different rules here, she had different expectations. Even if there weren't rules, he knew how he felt about her and had wanted to be married to her as soon as possible.

"No," she shook her head, "it feels right. However, I am slightly nervous," she admitted.

"About what?" he questioned, running his hands over her arms soothingly. "Regina don't be afraid of talking to me, you can talk to me about anything."

"Well I guess I'm nervous about what to expect," she sighed.

Ah, he knew what she was talking about now, she was talking about sex, she'd never had sex before and it was his job to deflower her so to speak. "Don't worry about that, we'll take it slow," he rubbed her shoulders gently, he wasn't planning on them having sex yet anyway, he wanted to wait until they got back to his time, mainly for birth control, because as much as he might want to see her belly grow with their child inside, he wanted to enjoy their time alone a little first and if that was selfish, then so be it. "I promise, we will go at a pace you are comfortable with."

She offered him a small nod before humming gently, "we didn't even talk about what we want from the future."

"No I suppose we didn't, but I know I want to spend it with you."

"So do I," she chuckled. "Do you want children?" she asked, "I suppose that is something we should discuss."

"I do want kids at some stage, maybe not right away."

"Good, I'm glad, I think I need to learn how to be a wife before I start to learn how to be a mother."

"Trust me, all you have to do to be a wife is be yourself, I am a firm believer in equality between men and women."

Her face lit up as she stopped and turned to look at him, "so you are a member of the suffrage movement? The Pankhursts are really stirring things up down in London, they're calling them the Suffragettes I do believe, it is said that some of the women are partaking in hunger strikes, is that the truth? Apparently, they are causing real trouble for Mr Asquith."

"Oh, they definitely are," Robin nodded. He couldn't wait to see her reaction when she found that in 2017 women had the same right to vote as men and that they had pretty much achieved equality, although there was still room for improvement it was a hundred times better. "Christabel is really showing him what for, however I have to say Millicent Fawcett is doing her fair share of work towards the cause, if it wasn't for her and the suffragists, the suffragettes wouldn't be achieving anything." Never in his life had he been more thankful for taking Alevel history at college.

"Suffragists?"

"Ah, that's what we are calling the non-violent protestors," he nodded.

"Really? Interesting, so do you think we will see any of the suffrage movement whist we're in London?" Regina asked, looking up at him expectantly, "I think it would be rather fun to go on a march, don't you?"

He laughed before shaking his head, "I'm sure it would be fun, but something tells me it will be over when we get there."

"Oh, do they think that they might be close to some sort of resolution?"

"Um," Robin was scanning the dates in his head, when did all women get the right to vote in England? 1928? So no, not really, "sure," he nodded.

"Well that is good news, however I would have rather liked to have taken part in one of the marches."

"I'm sure we'll find something else to march about," he chuckled, kissing her temple as he took her hand in his and they made their way up the steps to go back inside the hotel, "I think for now though we should be turning in." Her eyes went wide as she looked at him, she seemed somewhat panicked and he needed to reassure her that they wouldn't do anything until she was ready, until she wanted to. "To sleep," he smiled.

"Are you sure?"

"Hmm, positive, you'll be ready when you're ready." Just as he was about to press the button to the elevator, he heard a soft tinkling of music coming from the ballroom. "Would you do me the honour of this dance Mrs Locksley?" He bowed to her, still holding her hand in his.

"Indeed I will Mr Locksley," she giggled, curtsying back. When they entered the ballroom, there was just one man playing the piano and she shook her head, "it feels strange not being the one behind the piano."

"I'm sure it does," he leant his head against hers as they swayed to the music. He looked deep into her eyes and again remembered that he was with the woman he would spend the rest of his life with, the woman he would die for, "he's not as good as you," he stated under his breath, causing her to laugh and press her lips to his lightly. "Definitely not as good as you."

"Shushh, I would like to enjoy this moment," she chuckled, her hands rubbing across the back of his neck, her eyes were sparkling as she looked at him and he was completely blown away.

"Sorry."

"I'll let you off," she kissed him once more, before pulling back and letting out a little laugh, "this time."

"Ah methinks the lady doth protest too much."

"Who are you, Shakespeare?"

He grinned at her and wondered if Tink had ever met Shakespeare on her travels, "last time I checked I was Robin Locksley."

"Hmm, well Robin Locksley was the man I agreed to marry, so I should hope that is who you are."

"Regina," he stroked the area of skin behind her ear and she nuzzled against his hand, "did you notice that the music stopped?"

"I hadn't," she shook her head, "does that mean that it is time to go up?"

"Yes," he whispered.

She cast him a sweet smile, "I have never slept in the same bed as anyone before."

"Don't worry," he kissed her nose playfully, "it's just another thing that you'll like." Taking her hand in his, he drew her towards the door and they waited for the elevator, he could tell from looking at her that she was really nervous, but she really had nothing to be nervous about, he had already decided that he wasn't going to make love to her. However, other activities weren't off limits.

"Okay."

"Stop worrying," he chuckled, "I can feel you worrying."

"No you can not," she scoffed.

"Really? You think that I can't?"

"You can't."

They stepped into the lift and she let go of his hand, staring at the buttons on the elevator that indicated the floors of the hotel.

"Regina…"

"Fine, I'm a little worried."

"We aren't going to do anything tonight."

"You don't want to?" she asked, not meeting his eyes.

"Of course, I want to, but I want you to be ready, we both have to want to, that's how it works," he chuckled, brushing his fingers over her waist as he wrapped his arms around her from behind, "and I will wait as long as it takes, I want you to be completely comfortable with it." He kissed her cheek as the doors opened and he pulled back, taking her hand again. Robin led her towards his room, stopping at the door, he kissed her palm gently, "shall we go in?"

Regina nodded and moved a little closer to him as he opened the door to his... no, their room. She smiled and walked in ahead of him; Tink had already put her bags in the room, not that she would be needing them, she could hardly wear her clothes in the future, he hoped Tink had thought about that too, Regina would need something to wear until they could get her some clothes of her own. He knew if not that there were clothes shops in the hotel, well in 2017 there were.

She was looking in her bag and found her night dress, "I'll be one moment," she whispered, leaving into the bathroom to attend to things. He sat on the bed and took of his jacket followed by his shirt and tie. What was he supposed to wear to bed? He didn't want to freak her out by wearing nothing, but he didn't have anything, what was he supposed to do? Maybe he could be in bed before she came back out, but she would still be getting into bed next to him, she was just going to have to deal with it.

He knocked lightly on the door, "Regina, would you pass me my toothbrush please?"

"Of course," her muffled voice sounded as the door opened and she looked up at him shyly, her night attire was just as stunning as her daywear, white and floaty with a lace bust and trim, a light pink satin ribbon around her waist which tied at the front into a floaty bow.

"Wow, you look amazing."

"Thank you," she smiled, handing him a toothbrush and slipping past him; he could tell that she was trying not to look at his chest by the way she had replied to him, her voice had a slight husk to it that hadn't been there before.

He closed the door behind him and ran a hand across his face, my god it was going to be so hard to resist her when she looked like that, since when was Edwardian nightwear so sexy? To be honest though, it was Regina that was sexy, not the nightwear. He did what he needed to do, before taking a deep breath and pushing the door open, to see her perched on the bed, staring at the door. He noticed her startle when he opened it and chuckled. "You okay?"

"Yes," she nodded, picking up the hairbrush she had placed on the bed beside her. She was about to take her hair down when he stopped her.

"Can I?"

"Please."

He carefully removed the pins that were securing her hair up, allowing it to fall down, strand by strand, until it was all down, cascading all the way to her waist, it was even softer than he had imagined it being. Once it was down, he ran his fingers through it, "I love your hair," he whispered, picking up the brush and running it though, climbing onto the bed behind her as he continued with his task. When he had finished brushing it, he moved it to one side and pressed his lips to her neck, earning a low moan from her. "I love you."

"That feels nice," she breathed, leaning back into him.

He looked around and saw that her eyes were closed and her lips were slightly parted, as her hands came to find his that had settled on her stomach. "Are you tired?" he asked.

"Shattered," she sighed, squeezing his hands and turning around, kneeling on the bed and pressing her hands to his bare chest. "Do you know how handsome you are?"

"Hmm, so I've been told." She smirked and dropped her hands before moving up the bed and slipping under the covers. Robin looked at her as she lay there and he stood up, "I have no nightwear," he whispered.

"Okay," she bit her bottom lip.

Slowly he removed his pants, revealing himself to her for the first time, he heard her gasp and looked to see her reaction, she was staring at him wide eyed. He chuckled and slipped into bed beside her, she shuffled over to him and he wrapped his arms around her, pressing a kiss to her lips. She deepened the kiss, hugging to him and moved her lips to his cheeks, before pulling back and closing her eyes. "I love you."

"I love you too," he muttered.

After a while of comfortable silence, her breath got heavier, he looked down at her, he noticed that she had already fallen asleep on him, so much for being worried about sharing a bed. He chuckled and kissed her head, tightening his grasp on her. She was his wife now and he couldn't wait for them to start their new life together.

Robin woke up first and heard the birds chirping, he grinned and looked down at the woman asleep next to him. They had moved in the night and he was now spooning against her back as she clung to his hands. She had her hair stuck to her cheeks and she looked so peaceful, he didn't want to wake her up; he caressed her side and noticed the change in material, moving the covers slightly he noticed she was in a pale grey full-length silk nightie with spaghetti straps and an actual cleavage. He was back with her in 2017 and he couldn't be happier.

Carefully he moved his arm from around her and stood up from the bed, slowly he made his way towards the window and looked out, there were people wearing jeans and a t-shirt, he saw short dresses and people playing. The outside pool was back, he was back. He walked into the bathroom and there was his toothbrush, he grabbed it and cleaned his teeth, being thankful for the proper mint flavour.

Suddenly, he heard a ringing noise from the bedroom and his eyes went wide, he darted back in there and dove for his phone grabbing it and cutting it off. Regina stirred, stretching as she opened her eyes, "good morning beautiful," Robin chuckled, kissing her lips lightly.

"Good morning," she replied sleepily, a smile coming upon her face as she reached out to touch his hand. "What was that noise?" She asked, as she looked down, her eyes went wide and she shot up, "what am I wearing?"

"It's a night dress."

"How did I get in the nightdress?"

"Probably something to do with the time travel."

"What are you talking about?" She asked.

"Well, I told you that we'd be coming back to the future."

"What?" She moved out of the bed, she looked so confused and maybe a little scared.

"Regina, I told you yesterday before we got married."

She narrowed her eyes at him and moved to the window, "oh my goodness," he hands came to cover her mouth, "what is going on? What have you done?"

"You agreed."

"There is no such thing as time travel! I thought that you were joking, I thought that it was some cute little joke."

Oh shit, he should have guessed that she thought he was joking, he had wondered why she had been so calm about it, now came the freak out and he was cringing. "Regina, sit down."

"No, I don't want to sit down, I want to know what is going on; Robin?" His phone began ringing again and she picked it up and tilted her head, "Robin, where are we?"