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Robin looked around the cafeteria frantically searching for his son. He should've known that Roland would've wandered off the first chance he got. The boy naturally curious and perpetually impatient. He could only hope that he'd made his way to the lunch hall in search of an afternoon snack. His hopes were dashed when he realized that Roland was nowhere in sight. He ran his hand over his face and sighed. He could be anywhere in the hospital by now. He made his way back to the waiting room where he found Henry waiting for him.

"He wasn't in the cafeteria," he said dejectedly.

"I know," said Henry quickly. "I already found him."

"Where was he?" asked Robin with a touch irritation. Roland was surely going to get an earful from him once they were together.

"He was with mom," answered Henry hesitantly. Robin felt his anger deflate at that revelations.

"How did he find her?" he asked.

Henry shrugged his shoulders. "He followed a nurse apparently."

"Smart boy," he said nodding his head absentmindedly. "Um, did she…?"

"No," said Henry shaking his head. "She didn't turn him away. I think she likes him actually."

Robin let out a sigh of relief. He didn't even know why he had been so worried in the first place. Above all things Regina was a mother and she wouldn't turn away one of her sons, even if she didn't remember him. The touch of a mother, he thought to himself. "Is he still with her?"

"Yeah," said Henry nodding his head. "They're talking about school."

"Well I suppose I'll never be able to retract him from her side now," said Robin shaking his head. "You should head back upstairs. Make sure that Roland doesn't overwhelm her."

"Actually… she said that she wanted to see you," said Henry nervously.

Robin paused at that. She wanted to see him? Now? He swallowed nervously. "Did she say why?"

"No," said Henry. "Just that she was ready to see you."

Robin rubbed his hands together anxiously and let out a breath. She was ready to see him. He'd wanted to so badly to see her but now he realized that he actually had no idea what exactly he was going to say to her. He supposed he'd just have to wing it for now.

"Well then I guess we should head up."

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Regina pretended to pay attention while Roland prattled on about the day he'd had at school. She wanted so badly to be interested in who stole whose crayons that day but all she could think of was that every second that passed was one second she was closer to meeting her husband. He would be walking through that door at any minute. She ran her fingers through her hair self-consciously then silently scolded herself for such a gesture. He knew she'd been in the hospital for three days. He shouldn't care what she looked like. Would he though? What if he was superficial? She took a deep breath trying to silence her thoughts. It didn't matter anyway. She was already married to him.

She looked up as Henry knocked on the door. He gave her a tight-lipped smile as he led her husband inside the room. Her husband. She raked her eyes over his body and felt her jaw drop. She quickly shut her mouth and tried to remain composed. She had to admit he looked good. He was tall and… rugged. And oh god those blue eyes. He awkwardly cleared his throat at his son and Roland finally noticed his presence. He shrunk into her side as he squirmed under his father's gaze. "Hi papa…"

"Roland," he said crossing his arms. "What have I told you about wandering off?"

"That I shouldn't," he drawled guiltily. Robin continued to give him a stern look.

"I'm sorry," said Roland. "I was just looking for mommy. I missed her. Are you mad at me?"

Robin let out a sigh and Regina saw his stern mask fade away. "No I am not upset with you Roland. You just scared me."

"I'm sorry but I found her and she's awake now!" said Roland excitedly. Regina gave him a comforting squeeze and rested her chin on top of his head.

"I can see that," said Robin. His eyes finally found hers and he gave her a small smile. "She looks very happy to see you."

"She thought her cuts would scare me but they don't," said Roland brightly. "She's still pretty, right papa?"

"She looks very beautiful," answered Robin sincerely. Regina looked away at his compliment.

Henry crossed his arms and watched their exchange with curious eyes. He hadn't seen them this awkward around each since… well ever. They were both just being so stiff and guarded. They hadn't even talked to each other yet and Henry didn't think that they never would. Not so long as they had him and Roland as their buffers. He cleared his throat and extended his hand to Roland.

"Come on buddy, I saw some chocolate pudding in the cafeteria with our names on it," he said.

Roland scrunched up his face in confusion. "But I thought papa was taking me for ice cream later."

"Well now you're getting pudding with me," said Henry insistently.

Roland just stared at his hand warily and looked back at Regina with uncertain eyes. He didn't want to leave her and she could tell. She pressed a kiss to forehead and rubbed his shoulders comfortingly.

"I promise I'll be here when you get back," she said softly. She gently nudged him toward him Henry. "Bring me back a pudding, okay?"

"Okay," he said softly, as he took his brother's hand. He looked back at her as Henry led him toward the door.

Robin shot Henry a concerned look as they exited. "Watch your brother."

"Watch my mom," mumbled Henry in response. He shut the door behind him. As soon as he heard the click he turned back to Regina who stared at him warily. It was just the two of them.

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Robin observed Regina. She looked better than she had in days. The color had come back to her cheeks and she didn't look so small now that she was in her pajamas from home. She looked good. Even with the cuts. He had to admit he'd felt a flash of jealousy when he saw his son tucked under her arm. What he wouldn't give to have her in his arms again. He rubbed his hands together nervously before speaking. "Thank you for seeing Roland. I'm sorry he surprised you."

She shook her head softly. "No it's fine. He's- He's lovely."

Robin hesitated before continuing. "Do you…?"

"No," she said quickly shaking her head. "I don't remember him. Or you."

He nodded his head resignedly. He supposed that was too much to hope for.

"I had a flash though," she said hesitantly.

He sucked in his breath at that. "Really?"

She nodded. "Yes. It was of him and me. I was putting him to bed and I sung to him an old Beatles song. I called him my little knight."

A smile spread across Robin's face. "That was the first time he called you mommy."

Regina felt a tug at the corners of her lips as she relived the memory in her mind. "Really?"

"Yes," Robin said with a nod. "You told me that story the second I got home that day. You were so happy I think you smiled for three days straight."

Regina could only let out a small sigh in response. She wanted so badly to know what he was talking about. To remember more of her time with that little boy. But she couldn't.

"Robin I…"

She cut herself off when she saw him smiling like a fool at her. "What?"

He shook his head slightly trying to reel himself in. "I'm sorry I just- For a while there I thought I'd never hear you say my name again. I missed it."

She slowly nodded in response. How the hell was she supposed to talk this man? He knew so much more about her than she did about him. And he was obviously more excited than she was to be there. For a second there she wondered how she would be acting if their roles were reversed and he had forgotten her. Oh god. She couldn't let herself fall down that rabbit hole. It's best to just stick to the logistics. She crossed her arms and stared him down.

"I am getting out of here the day after tomorrow and when I do I would like to spend more time with Roland," she said flatly. "And I suppose I can't do that without including you."

Robin tried not to let the pain of her words show through. He realized that she didn't remember him but her words still hurt. "I wouldn't dream of keeping him from you."

Regina cleared her throat trying to maintain her composure. Everything he said was dripping with sincerity. It was unnerving.

"I'm assuming you live with me and Henry at the mansion," she said. It wasn't even a question and they both knew it. She would never be willing to give up her home with Henry no matter who she married.

"Yes," answered Robin. "We moved in a few weeks before the wedding." It pained him that she had no memories of the time they spent trying to adjust both him and Roland to the comforts of this world. Ovens and televisions and showers. The time she spent explaining to him the basic concepts of indoor plumbing. Henry trying to convince Roland that the people in the television weren't actually trapped there. Those were good times. And she remembered none of it.

She sighed. "Well I'm not going to kick you out. It wouldn't be fair to you or Roland. However I am going to need my space."

"I can move into one of the guest bedrooms until you're more comfortable," he said automatically. "I don't mind."

"Good," she said shortly.

"I realize that you might be more invested in the return of my memories than I am but I need you to understand that the only thing I concerned about is Henry and Roland and making sure that my condition doesn't affect them negatively. And to do that I cannot focus on you," she said bluntly. "So I think it would be best if you stuck to… whatever it is you do and I explored this on my own."

It was like a knife to the heart. Robin understood everything she said. He could even support it. But the way she said it to him. The way she looked at him. It was like he didn't matter. And that hurt. He shoved his hands in his pockets and clenched his fists so she couldn't see.

"Okay," he choked out. "If that's what you would like…"

"It is," she said firmly with a nod. At least he was being compliant.

He shuffled his feet uncomfortably. "I suppose I'll go check on the boys in the cafeteria. Make sure they aren't causing trouble."

"Thank you," she said softly.

He gave her a pained smile and turned to walk away from her. "Of course milady."

She stared at his back as he left. As soon as the door clicked behind him she let out a breath she didn't even realize she'd been holding. Her first meeting with her husband. She supposed she could say that it went well. He seemed kind enough. Appeared to be a decent father. Henry seemed comfortable around him. And he was willing to give her the space she needed so that was good. She still prickled at the thought of living with him. She'd be rooming with a complete stranger. It was insane. But still… she couldn't the way he'd looked at her out of her mind. The look in his eyes. It was like the look Henry would get when he finally found a toy he'd thought would be lost forever. Pure relief and happiness. She sighed as she thought of his final words to her. Of course milady.

Hmm, milady, she thought to herself. I suppose I could get used to hearing that.


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