Coffee?

Courtsville- Present Day

Robin's eyes fluttered open in the early morning light; he looked at the clock beside the bed and groaned. It was 8:07am, he had been asleep for over 12 hours and still felt tired, all he wanted was to drift back off into his peaceful dreamless slumber. But with sigh he sat up in the bed and looked around, he was in his room at the Bed and Breakfast, his shirt left on the floor in a small pile beside his jacket and boots. Rising to his feet, Robin crossed the wooden and carpeted floor from the bed into the small bathroom. He took a quick shower before he redressed and made his way out of the room and down the stairs.

"Good morning Mr. Mills!" A peppy voice called from the room to his left.

Robin turned and saw the owner of the Bed and Breakfast standing in a room with several tables and chairs. "Good morning Peggy." He said to the blonde and gave her a kind smile.

Peggy held up a pot of coffee she had been filling mugs with and asked cheerfully, "Could I tempt you with some breakfast Mr. Mills?"

Robin had to admit he was hungry; he had wanted to get a move on and try to find Regina before it got too late in the day but he knew it was still early and he had to eat in order to have energy. He nodded and said with a smile, "Yes, thank you Peggy." He walked into the room and sat down at one of the small tables.

"My pleasure Mr. Mills." Peggy said and walked over to Robin with a cup of fresh coffee.

Robin was having a hard time going by the last name 'Mills', it only reminded him of what he had lost. "Please, call me Robin." He said while trying to maintain a cheerful demeanor.

Peggy smiled even wider, "Will do Robin." She said.

An hour and half, two stacks of pancakes, five cups of coffee, and countless peppy giggles from Peggy later, Robin finally managed to make his way out of the Bed and Breakfast. He walked down the street and looked around at all the shops and homes. He had his hands in his pockets as he walked down the street, his mind wondered off to thoughts of Regina and their brief time together. He smiled as he remembered their first meeting in Storybrooke; she had looked so breathtaking when she had stood there glaring at him after he mistakenly shot an arrow at her. He laughed to himself quietly and shook his head as he also remembered how sassy she had been back in the Enchanted Forest; it had been one of the most alluring of her many attributes.

Being so caught up in daydreams of the past, Robin paid no attention to where he was going. Suddenly he felt himself collide with something a bit smaller than him and realized that whomever he had run into had been carrying boxes that now littered the ground. "Oh, allow me to help. " He said as he kneeled down to pick up fallen boxes of papers and markers. He glanced over to the person gathering escaped paint brushes on their hands and knees beside him and his eyes widened. "Re-… Diana?" He said in complete and utter surprise.

The woman looked up at him and Robin was struck speechless by her beauty yet again. Her smooth dark feathery hair looked perfect even after just being knocked into. She wore a burgundy top with a v-neck line and her legs were adorned with a pair of dark blue skinny jeans with brown heeled boots. But what topped off the outfit and left Robin even more dumbstruck than normal in such a situation was the fact that she was wearing glasses. He stared at her for a few heartbeats simply taking in the image of this beautiful woman made if possible even more stunningly sexier by simply adding glasses.

"Robin?" Diana asked as she stood up, her hand clutching onto the paint brushes. She smiled at him and blushed a bit as he stared, quickly she said, "It's good to see you out of the hospital."

Robin suddenly grew hot with embarrassment as he realized that he had made her uncomfortable by staring at her. Clearing his throat he said, "Yes, I do believe I owe it to Sheriff Grayson for that accomplishment." He looked at the boxes on the ground and the two in his arms and raised an eyebrow. "Were you raiding an art supply closet?" He asked.

Diana laughed a bit and rolled her eyes playfully. "No." She said and reached down to pick up some boxes. "I was simply packing up some spare supplies left over from art day yesterday. I was going to run it down to Smithtown Elementary to see if their art teacher might need any of it." She said with a smile.

"You're an art teacher?" Robin asked, he was unable to stop the flow of questions inside his head.

Diana shrugged. "Kindergarten actually, so I teach all the subjects to my class. Yesterday was Art Appreciation Day, so the kids got to make art booklets and draw and paint." She laughed a bit and said, "And they really love to paint and use glitter."

Robin smiled wider as he watched her grin and heard her addicting laugh, a laugh that once you've heard it, all you want to do is hear it again. "Is that so?" He asked and picked up another box.

"Yes, I think I'll still have glitter in my hair next month." Diana giggled lightly. She then saw Robin picking up the boxes and said, "Oh no, Robin, you don't have to do that. I can manage." She reached forward and tried to take a box from him.

Robin shifted a bit and smiled at her, "No, I've got it. Let me help you, it looks like a two person job anyway." He gave her a reassuring nod and then added, "Plus, I did just run into you. So I do sort of owe you.

Diana looked at him for a moment and chewed on her bottom lip gently. She then nodded, "Alright, thank you. And you didn't run into me, I ran into you." She said and picked up the last few boxes. "And I refuse to believe it happened any other way." She added playfully.

Robin laughed and said, "Whatever the lady wishes to believe." He followed her to her car and watched her duck into the trunk placing each box inside until each one fit nicely.

Closing the trunk Diana turned to Robin and said, "Thank you Robin, the help was very much appreciated."

"You are very welcome milady." Robin said and watched her fumble through her purse for her keys. He didn't want their time together to end; he needed to be with her longer. His mind began to race in desperation to find some way to remain in her presence. Suddenly it clicked; he looked at her and cleared his throat, "Would you like to get some coffee?" He asked and thanked the heavens that his voice had remained steady.

Diana paused, her hand frozen in her pocket book and she looked up at him through the lenses of her glasses. "Robin, are you asking an engaged woman out on a date?" She asked.

Robin looked at her and shook his head, his blue eyes bright and he knew just how to answer her, "Oh no, I wouldn't dream of it."

He watched as amusement sparked in Diana's whiskey colored eyes. Taking her hand out of her purse she straightened up and said with a small smirk, "Alright, one cup of coffee."

Alright, here is the latest update. I'm sorry it took so long, my head was hurting from hitting it (but that's cleared up) and now I have final exams to take care of this week. But I wanted to give you all a new update so badly. Sorry for not having a flashback in this chapter, I promise there will be one in the next chapter. Please read and review, I love reviews and comments, even if you don't like it let me know! Love to you all!