Chapter Nine
Regina rolled her eyes. She refused to flee because one of Robin's friends and coworkers had decided to come along. It was his fault he had not thought out their plan. Robin growled in frustration, tugging at his hair.
"Please Regina go. Think of Henry, do you want him to see you being taken in handcuffs?" he said in a hushed tone as Jones began to knock. Regina thought that to be a low blow, using her son to get her to run and hide.
"Go!" he whisper shouted.
Regina growled before getting up and heading upstairs. She figured she could check on the boys while hiding out. Robin breathed in deeply, before opening his door.
"Mate, what took you so long," Killian said, entering the house.
Robin tried to shake off his nerves. Even though Killian is not such an observant detective, he can always tell when Robin's actually nervous.
"In the bathroom," he said.
Killian made a face, making himself comfortable in the kitchen. The kitchen where Robin forgot to toss Regina's cup into the skin. Lucky for Robin, he put his cup in the sink discreetly and grabbed hers off the table.
"Where's the little lad?" he asked.
Robin shrugged, "He's uh, around."
Killian arched a curious brow.
"Are you alright?" he asked.
Robin nodded, not daring to open his mouth again. Worried what he would say.
"Oy! Get this. That Blanchard woman's on the run. Nolan had gone to get her after the daughters testimony and she's gone. No one knows where. As thought she disappeared, just like magic."
Just like magic. It stood a good sign that no one knows anything. They couldn't track her down.
"Figured I'd tell you. You seemed taken by the lass."
For the moment, Robin rolled his eyes.
"I was not taken with her."
Killian rolled his eyes. "Please, you couldn't have pulled me out of the interrogation room any quicker."
"Because she was going to eat you alive!" Robin shouted.
Killian shrugged. "Either way, your not going to see her again."
Oh how he wished to tell him how wrong he stood.
…
Regina had listened to Roland as he showed her around his room. She grinned and began to wonder how Robin had raised such a good boy. One moment she had been listening to Roland, the next she had been chasing him down the hall.
"No, Roland. Its ok, we don't have to ask you dad. We can wait."
Incessant Roland had wanted to ask his father where the board games were put, so he can play one with his Gina and new pal Henry. Regina had recalled who sat down with his father and didn't want to risk Roland mentioning her.
"Roland, we can ask dad…"
By the time Regina had caught up, it had been too late. Robin's eyes had widened, Regina opened and closed her mouth, lost for words. Killian stared between them.
"Robin, what is this?" he asked.
Robin breathed in deeply. "I can explain."
Now this Regina had to see. What will he say now.
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AN:
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