Set in the Page 23 verse
"Where have you been? You little minx," Robin mutters with eyes still closed as he reaches for her the moment she slips back beneath the blanket and slides her closer to him. She giggles softly when he buries his face into her neck and burrows into her.
"I just wanted to confirm something," she replies, wrapping one arm around his waist whilst using the fingers of her other hand to play with the hair at the nape of his neck as their legs tangle loosely together. She hadn't wanted to move from his warmth when she'd awoken in his arms but there was something of importance to be done. She's quite surprised really that he can't feel the energy pulsing from her body.
"And did you?" he asks, his strong arms tightening around her waist. She loves mornings like these, when they can lay together in such a way, loves the simplicity of it all after a life such as hers. "Did you confirm it?"
She nods, pressing a kiss to his hair as best she can with the way she can't stop smiling.
"And what, precisely, is it?"
They hadn't been planning it, not in any sense and certainly not with their current situation. They're still laying low, still receiving word of the King's guard combing every inch of the Kingdom for her from those Robin trusts but despite it all, she cannot find it in her to be anything other than ecstatic when she tells him, "We are to have a baby."
He hadn't been moving much, in all honesty, but she feels everything still in him at her words and, for just a moment, she worries…but then he lifts his head from her neck so that he is able to look, bleary-eyed, down at her with lips softly parted in shock.
His arms are still around her, legs still tangled with her own beneath the blanket but the simple loss of his upper body against her own has Regina shivering in the cold of the early morning air as she waits for his reaction, completely unable to read his expression until a wondrous smile breaks his face.
"A baby?" he asks needlessly with tears in his eyes to match her own, "are you sure?" She nods, choking on a quiet but happy sob before laughing melodiously when he rolls them so that he is hovering above her with hands framing her jaw as he peppers kisses all over her face between his words. "You wonderful," kiss, "beautiful," another kiss, "clever," one upon her nose, "brave woman." He captures her lips with his own but it isn't too long before it's breaking apart at the seams with the way they're both smiling so widely. "We are to have a baby? Truly?"
"Truly, my love," she repeats, catching the tear that falls from his eye before cupping his cheek and simply looking up at him, so very glad that she was brave enough to go into the tavern and chase love. "We are to have a baby."