Prompt: Solider Verse: Regina is pregnant and her and Robin are having a fight over whether she's going back to the front after giving birth or not
Regina closed the door behind her with a heavy sigh. All she wanted to do was take off her uniform and her shoes, put on something more comfortable and lay down. Maybe get Robin to give her a foot massage. He owed her. After all, it was his fault she was pregnant and suffering from swollen ankles.
Her husband came out of the kitchen, smiling. "Dinner will be ready in a few…Is everything okay?"
"I'm just tired," she said. "Pushing papers is more draining than you would expect. Probably because it's so mind-numbingly boring. I can't wait to go back to the front."
The change in the air was noticeable as it felt like the room had dropped several degrees. Robin's smile disappeared and he looked cross. "You want to go back? After giving birth, I mean?"
"Well, yes," she said, taken aback. She had thought he understood that she wanted to go on at least one more tour after the baby had come. Other women went back to work eventually, why should she be different? The fact her job wasn't normal or safe shouldn't change that, she believed.
Robin, though, looked so angry she thought steam was going to come out of his ears. "So you're just going to leave me with a baby and go off to a place where you can get blown up, Regina? Really?"
"That's not fair," she argued. "You knew what you signed up for when you married me. I'm a soldier, Robin."
"You're also a wife and soon to be a mother. Don't we matter at all?" he shot back.
Her blood boiled at the implications. "Of course you matter. I love you and I love this baby. That's why I do what I do! To keep you safe so the horrors I see over there don't happen to here. I thought you knew that."
"I do," he replied, "but there has to be a time where you let others handle that, Regina. You're going to be needed here to keep us safe and loved."
Regina stepped forward, ready to lay into him. But a sharp pain to her abdomen had her gasping and almost stumbling. Within seconds, Robin had his arms wrapped around her and his anger turned to concern. "Are you okay?"
"I don't know," she said. "We should get to the hospital, just to be sure."
He nodded, almost carrying her. "Let me turn off the oven and we'll go. I'm sorry, Regina. I shouldn't have argued with you."
She took several deep breaths as another sharp pain hit her. "We're going to need to talk about it but can we put a pin in it for now? Please?"
"Okay," he said, placing her on a chair. In almost the blink of an eye, he had dinner out of the oven and everything was off. He put on his shoes and grabbed his keys. Robin easily picked her up, carrying her out to the car so they could head to the hospital.
Regina realized she had a lot of thinking and soul-searching to do. But first, she needed to make sure their baby was fine.