Sorry, I know it's been a long time since I added. But I've kind of stopped watching Once Upon A Time, because I got really annoyed by all the unnecessary drama, and season 7 sounds super weird (sorry to anyone who likes it). Also, warning: this chapter is not for Zelena fans.

Robin Hood jerked awake with a start, realizing after a moment that A) he was in Regina's house, taking an opportunity in the lull of battle between the townspeople and the multiple Dark Ones to rest and look after his children (honestly, it wasn't like he could do much good anyway; even a bow that never missed its target wasn't much good if its targets couldn't die) and B) he had been awakened by his son shaking his arm.

"Papa?" Roland asked, looking a little anxious. "You okay?"

Robin gave him a reassuring smile. "Yeah, I just had a funny dream." Slowly he stood up, shivering a little. "Feels like someone just walked over my grave."

Roland gave him a confused look. "You don't have a grave."

"It's a figure of speech that means you get a chill." He walked over to the closest room, and went in to check on his daughter.

She wasn't crying, just lying awake in her crib; she gurgled when she saw him.

With a slightly sad smile, Robin reached in and lifted her out, deciding it was time to see if she wanted to eat.

It seemed like high time to start thinking about a name for her. It had been difficult with all the multiple crises going on, and he certainly wasn't going to Zelena for ideas.

Marian was out of the question; even if it wasn't her fault, he wouldn't sully the memory of his late wife by giving her name to a child who had been conceived by...somewhat unethical means. Saying that Zelena had seduced him was the kindest way of putting it.

Definitely not Cora, either. Even if she had been able to love Regina at the end of her life, the memories were too painfully associated.

Maybe it was best to name her after someone they hadn't known who was dead now? Or even alive; that could be too confusing.

Regina would probably have some good ideas.

Thinking of Regina made a knot form in his stomach as he heated up formula and made sure it was at the right temperature for the baby. He hoped she was safe; he'd wanted to go with her, but worried about leaving either of his children unattended. Being noble and heroic was all well and good, but he could do that by being with them and protecting them here.

Roland sat in the living room playing with his toys, including the stuffed monkey Regina had given him back in the Enchanted Forest. Now that he was assured his papa was all right, he seemed happy again. Robin sat in the chair again, cradling the baby and feeding her.

The peaceful scene was too good to last; someone was knocking at the door.

With a sudden and unexplained chill in his heart, Robin went to the door, opening it an inch.

Sure enough, it was one of the last people he wanted to see at this time.

"Hello, love," Zelena purred.

Robin stared back at the witch, feeling his pulse race with unease, but managed to ask calmly enough, "What do you want?"

Out of the corner of his eye he saw his son come to see who it was, then quickly race back into the living room. He'd learned not to trust this woman.

Zelena raised an eyebrow. "My daughter, of course."

Here we go again.

Robin clutched the baby to him a little more tightly. "What else is new?"

For a moment her eyes darkened with rage...then her expression became plaintive. "Please. The idea was that I could visit as long as you or Regina were present. That criteria fits perfectly right now."

"Is this really the time, though? You might not have noticed, but we're in the middle of a war."

"This is the perfect time!" Zelena argued. "If all our lives are at risk...please, Robin. Let me spend time with my daughter."

Privately, the thief thought that he would be surprised if she wasn't allying (or at least planning on allying) herself with the Dark Ones. But he gave a small nod.

Eyes brightening, Zelena stepped forward, arms reaching out to take her child-and abruptly went flying away from the door, landing rather unceremoniously on her back at the end of the walk.

Robin couldn't help a small, satisfied smirk as Zelena pulled herself to her feet, cursing with rage and looking rather disheveled.

"Oh, sorry, I forgot to tell you," he called out as she came storming back to the door. "Regina put a spell around the house, and us, before she left. It means that you can't come in, or be anywhere near us, as long as you have malicious intentions."

"That baby is mine!" Zelena hissed, pointing a finger that shot out a few green sparks. "I will get her back!"

Robin rolled his eyes the tiniest bit. "She's mine too," he said, feeling a little like a broken record. "And not as long as you want to hurt me or my son, you won't."

And he closed the door in her face.

Sorry if this is out of character at all; as I mentioned, I haven't watched in a long time. Also, this fanfic keeps Robin alive, because I thought it was so lame that they killed him off. Hope you enjoyed regardless.