Thanksgiving flew by in a flash. Regina and Kristin spent the entire morning of Thanksgiving preparing the food while Robin and Andrew went golfing. Robin had insisted that he would stay home and help, but Regina wanted him to spend some quality time with his father. Regina may not have had parents in several years, but she knew what it was like to be separated from them. So she knew it was hard for Robin to be away from them for so many months out of the year, especially his father. A man needs his father. Or at least this man needs his father. And so Regina wanted to make sure he was able to enjoy the time he had with Andrew.

Kristin did all she could to help Regina learn more about the holiday and learn her own takes on certain recipes for the holiday. Regina was overwhelmed with gratitude for all her soon to be mother-in-law did for her. She had never felt so loved and respected by the mother of any of her past interests. Those mothers wanted nothing to do with her. So this was new for Regina. Something she never imagined having, but it made her feel at peace with where she was at in her life. Having a mother figure again had always been a dream for Regina, and now it was a reality.

When dinner time came, the family sat down around the table and enjoyed a full meal and just relished in the time they could spend together. Robin and Andrew making corny jokes; Kristin telling embarrassing stories of Robin when he was a young boy, and Regina snorting loudly in laughter. It was a comfortable setting for everyone there. The joy that radiated from them wasn't forced. It was pure happiness and enjoyment that the family felt on this Thanksgiving Day.

Before they knew it, the rest of November flew by and it was the day before the anticipated wedding. Roland was staying with Mary Margaret until the morning. Regina was spending the day with Belle and Kristin, while Robin, David and Andrew hung out. Bachelorette and Bachelor parties are the technical names, but Regina didn't prefer to call them that.

The girls had a spa day. Regina initially just wanted to stay home and paint her own nails to save money. But Belle convinced her otherwise.

"Regina, you deserve to be pampered today. And I've already budgeted this in my spending, so you can't say no." Belle commented.

Regina's eyes widened at Belle's thoughtfulness. "You really didn't have-"

"Yes I did Regina. You've done so much for everyone else during this wedding process. You are the bride. And that means you are the center of all of our attention." Belle said with a big smile.

Regina couldn't help the huge grin that appeared on her face. "Thank you," was all she could say.

The three girls got ready at the penthouse before leaving for the spa. Robin and Regina had agreed not to see each other the day before the wedding. So Robin was staying with David and Andrew at a nice hotel.

As the girls were being pampered at the spa, the men were spending the day at the golf course. Robin had found that golfing was a very chill and relaxing sport to play. Something he needed the day before his wedding. He was beginning to feel extremely nervous, and needed to just calm himself down and enjoy time with the guys.

At one point Andrew had left to use the restroom and it was just David and Robin. David walked up and nudged Robin playfully.

"You nervous man? For the wedding night?" David asked with a smirk.

Robin shook his head and laughed. "Wouldn't you like to know." He laughed again.

David chuckled as well but still insisted. "Come on, man. We are two grown men. Friends at that. What's wrong talking about this?" He asked.

"I just don't really know how I feel. Am I excited? Yes of course. Am I nervous? Hell yes. I've never done this before. I'm not scared and the nerves aren't because I feel like something's going to go wrong. It's just- I've waited for this moment for so long. And I just hope I'm worthy of Regina. Not just in the sexual sense. In every sense. I want to be the best man I can be for Regina." Robin opened up.

"And you are. Why do you think she agreed to marry you?" David asked.

Robin sighed. "Look, I know she loves me. I do. But that doesn't change the fact that marriage- it changes things."

David nodded. "Yes, it does. I won't deny that. But the changes it brings are for the better. Marriage grow you as a person. As a couple. It brings its challenges, of course, but those trials will make you stronger together. And the love you two share is unbreakable. I know it. I've seen it."

Robin smiled softly and nodded. "But I guess I can't deny the fact that not having ever slept with a woman before... It sparks much curiosity in my brain. I know how sex works. But I have yet to understand it. To experience it. It makes me feel insecure. Because she HAS experienced it. So I feel that tomorrow night when we are finally alone, it's going to be her leading the way and dominating, rather than the other way around. Which may not be bad necessarily, but you know me, David. I am manly man. I like to be the leader. Be the one in control in situations like that."

David carefully listened to Robin and did his best to encourage him. "Yes. It's undeniable that Regina is more experienced than you in this sense. But like you said, you know how it works. So just let your knowledge and your instincts guide you. Sex isn't really about having everything figured out before hand. She's going to have to learn you just as much as you have to learn her. That's the magic of the first night together. Exploring each other in various ways. It's intimate. Special. Don't let your mind wander to your insecurities. Live in the moment."

Before long, Andrew returned and the men went back to their game.

Regina, Belle and Kristin walked into the spa. Apparently Belle had already called ahead to make an appointment, so they were taken straight back to the pedicure chairs. Before sitting down the girls picked out the colors they wanted.

"What are you getting Kristin?" Regina asked.

"I think I'm going to get a nude color. My dress is a pale pink, so I think nude will look best." Kristin replied.

"That'll look lovely!" Belle commented.

"What about you Belle?" Kristin asked.

"I'm having a hard time deciding. My dress is a lavender purple. So do I find a color that matches that, or one that looks good with it?" she asked.

Regina thought for a second. "Well, I think it's kind of risky trying to find a nail polish that exactly matches the dress. So I'd find something that will go good with it. Maybe a grey or a silver. Or maybe even like a deep purple." Regina replied.

"You're probably right. I think I like the deep purple idea." Belle stated as she scanned the shelves of nail polish. "How about this one?" She held up the OPI jar of nail polish with a deep purple tint.

Regina took it from her to look at it closer. "I love the color! And not to mention the name." She laughed. "Vant To Bite My Neck." She added, still laughing.

"Why do they give nail polish such strange names?" Kristin questioned.

"Who knows." Both Belle and Regina replied and laughed.

Kristin and Belle noticed Regina didn't pick out a color, but instead walked over and just sat down in her pedicure chair.

"Aren't you going to pick out a color?" Belle asked.

"I'm getting French. It's elegant and soft. And plus, Robin loves when I get French," Regina grinned.

Once the women finished with their nails and the men finished their game of golf, they all went out for drinks. Well the men went one place and the women went somewhere else.

The women went to Regina's favorite place, Legends, which is also the place where Regina asked Belle to be in her wedding.

They arrived and were seated in a quiet corner of the busy bar, which Regina appreciated. Soon after they were seated, the waiter came up. A very good looking waiter.

"What can I get for you ladies?" he asked kindly.

Regina was busy looking at the menu, as was Kristin. But Belle's eyes were glued on the attractive man taking their orders. Regina's gaze lifted from her menu.

"I'll have a glass of-" she started to say but was then astonished by how intensely Belle was staring. "Sorry. I'll have a glass of your Roscato Rosso," she continued. "Kristin, do you know what you'd like?"

"I think I'll just take a dry Martini," Kristin requested.

"And what would you like, miss?" the waiter asked Belle. Belle was in such a trance that she didn't answer.

"Ahem," Regina cleared her throat to get her attention.

Belle's eyes blinked a few times. "Oh. Yeah I'll have a Tequila Sunrise."

The waiter's face was beat red but he kindly took the drink orders and went on his way.

"What was that all about?" Regina asked Belle.

"What was what about?" Belle asked back.

Regina laughed. "You stared at that waiter the whole time he was taking our order."

Belle smirked. "Well can you blame me? He's smokin' hot!" She said rather loudly.

Regina hushed her, and Kristin just sat there listening to the two converse. "I didn't take notice to that. I am getting married tomorrow and have no need to look at other men like that." Regina said proudly.

"Married or not, it's not wrong to appreciate the beauty of those around us." Belle smirked.

The waiter came back moments later with their drinks and Regina glared at Belle and Belle did her best not to stare at the man. After he walked away and the women sipped their drinks for a bit , Belle spoke up.

"Are you ready for tomorrow, Mrs Locksley?" Belle asked with a huge grin.

Regina reciprocated that grin but a thousand times over. "More than you can imagine," she said with tears beginning to form in her eyes.

"Oh. Don't cry. It's a happy occasion," Kristin chimed in.

Regina lifted her hand and rested it on Kristin's. "Your son. I tell you what... I've never met a man like him. A man that's so loving, gentle, compassionate, hard working, fatherly, forgiving, and any other possible positive trait. He's really perfect. And I have you, partially, to thank for that. You raised a wonderful man. The man of my dreams," she finished.

The women spent the rest of their evening sipping on their drinks slowly and conversing about various aspects related to the impending wedding.

The men were at Manhattan Proper, one of Robin's favorite sports bars. They sat at the bar and ordered their drinks from the bartender.

"I'll have a rum and coke," Andrew requested.

Robin took a while to decide, but eventually made up his mind. "I'll have an Irish Whiskey neat."

"And for you?" the bartender asked David.

"Uh, I guess I'll take a Bourbon neat," David ordered.

The men turned their bar stools and faced towards a screen where an old NFL football game was playing. New York Jets vs Dallas Cowboys.

After watching it for a few minutes with brief conversation about the game, talk finally switched to the following day's events.

"So Robin, I'm assuming you have your vows written?" Andrew asked.

Robin smiled nervously. "Yes. I do." He replied briefly. "I- do have a question though... Is it bad if I read my vows?" he asked both men.

"I wouldn't say it's wrong. Not at all. But I can promise you man, once you get up there, you'll know what to say. You may think right now that being up there will make you forget, but it's just the opposite. You'll be there, looking deep into her eyes, seconds away from being her husband." David said and laid his hand on Robin's shoulder. "Trust me, man. You'll know what to say."

Robin was encouraged by that but was still nervous. He wasn't typically this kind of guy. One who spent so much time worrying about something so positive. Or really worrying about anything at all. He's always been a rather tough guy. Events like death are excluded, because losing a loved one earns anyone the right to grieve or worry. But a wedding. It shouldn't be something to worry about, right?

The bartender handed the men their drinks and Robin quickly drank a good portion of his whiskey.

Andrew could see the worry and nervousness in Robin. "Son, I know you. You're trying to tell yourself to stop worrying, and to just be a man. But I'm telling you, worrying, and being nervous... Those are good things. Why? Because it shows that you care. You care about Regina. You care about your impending marriage. So be nervous. Worry a little. But don't deceive yourself to believe you're a horrible man for acting like this. I was nervous. More nervous than I'd ever been in my life. But when you see your bride walking down that aisle toward you, all nerves float away. Everything around you will be tuned out and your sole focus will be on her."

Robin smiled at the thought. "I don't know how I'm going to sleep tonight. I wish I could see her now."

"Well she was very clear that you cannot see her until she walks down the aisle. But I could arrange to drop something off at your penthouse for her. A letter or something," David commented.

And Robin most definitely took him up on that offer.

The men headed to the hotel suite and arrived around 10:30pm. Robin spent quite a while writing a letter to his bride. A letter that might be better said in person, but given the circumstances, will do for now. Until he can see his bride and turn those written sentiments into vocalizations.

Once he finished, he sealed the envelope and plucked a rose from the vase in the suite and passed them off to David.

The women didn't make it back to the penthouse until close to midnight. Their bar was further away from the penthouse than the men's bar was from the hotel. Belle slept in the living room and Kristin in the guest bedroom. Regina went to the kitchen to take some sleeping pills to aid her sleep before heading to her room. She walked in and headed straight to the closet, not even noticing the rose and envelope laying on her pillow.

She changed into a satin nightgown, then went to the sink to wash her face and brush her teeth. She stood in front of the mirror and couldn't help but smile when she lifted her hand to tuck her hair behind her ear and she saw her ring glistening in the reflection. She honestly never thought this day would come. The day where she'd be so madly in love with a man and his son, and being less than 12 hours away from getting married.

She finally told herself she needed to get in bed and try to get some sleep. She turned away from the mirror and walked towards her bed. That's when she saw it, and she knew just who it was from.

She put her hands over her mouth as tears flooded her eyes. She hadn't even read the letter yet and she was already sobbing. She sat down on the edge of the bed and picked up the rose. She brought it to her nose and sniffed it. A smile graced her face as she did so. Moments later she reached down and retrieved the letter. She broke the seal on the envelope and pulled out her fiancé's letter.

My Beloved Bride,
Can you believe it? We've finally made it to our wedding day. Well- 12 hours or so away from it. (Regina couldn't help but laugh a little at that)I spent the entire day thinking about you. Thinking about our wedding. Thinking how blessed I am to even think about those things. All my life I told myself school and being successful in the business were the most important aspects of my life. And as a result I rarely had time to think about relationships. Which also meant I never imagined being so in love with a woman and being engaged to that woman, and marrying her. But you changed all of that. And I know that can come across as a cliché. But I really do mean it. The very instant I saw you, something within me changed. And for a while I didn't know what it was that changed. But I finally realized. Before you came into my life, I had no hope. No hope for a meaningful future. Would I have continued to be successful and make money? Yes, but love would've been absent still. And that's a sad life. A life without love isn't a life worth living. So when I met you, I felt hopeful. How or why I felt this way so early on, I'm still unsure. Because honestly, I really didn't think a woman like you would go for a man like me. I still wonder how that was possible. But nonetheless I'm grateful. You, Regina, have made my life so full. Without you and Roland in my life, I wouldn't be whole. Every moment we spend away from each other causes a part of me to feel empty. That's why right now, I needed to write this letter. I knew I couldn't come see you, but I still wanted to speak with you somehow. And I wasn't sure how late you'd be up so I didn't want to risk calling. Anyways that's beside the point. The point is. I would not be who I am without you. Nothing in my life would make sense without you. In fact nothing in my life ever made sense before we found each other. Regina Marie Locksley, I love you with all my heart and soul. Every ounce of my being is completely in love with you. You are the single most beautiful woman in this universe. Your hair, your eyes, your body. Oh god, your body. It's all perfect. And to know that I can finally express to you the love and adoration I feel for you in a way that's more than words can say, in less than 24 hours, god I've been imagining it for so many months now, and it's almost here. If ever you wondered how deep my love is for you, you'll surely know it on our wedding night. (Not intending to sound crude. Just excited and joyous). (Once again Regina snorted, and also blushed this time. She couldn't deny she was just as excited for said event.) Anyways, I hope you have a peaceful night's sleep. I can't wait to see you tomorrow, my bride. Hint: if you can't find me, I'll be in a grey suit with a purple flower pinned to my chest, standing at the end of the aisle. ;)

With all my love,
Your soon to be Husband

Regina was crying and smiling the whole way through the letter with a few occasional laughs. This man never ceased to make her feel so loved and cherished. Part of her felt bad for not thinking to write something for him to read tonight. Which is when she thought to herself, 'it's not against the rules to call him, right? No. I'll call him.'

She smiled and picked up her cell phone and found his name in her contacts and pressed his number. She held t to her ear and smiled in anticipation of him answering. It only rang two times before he picked up.

"My beautiful bride," he said sweetly.

"Robin. You are the most amazing man this world has ever known," she said passionately.

"I take it you read my letter?"

"I did. And it was beautiful. Thank you my love." She was smiling so brightly and couldn't stop.

"I'm so glad you called. It's good to get to hear your voice before I try to get some sleep," Robin commented.

"I felt slightly guilty that I didn't write you a letter tonight so I thought calling you would make up for it."

"It more than makes up for it, babe. Hearing your voice is just what I needed," he replies truthfully.

"Robin, we are getting married tomorrow," Regina said in an astonished tone.

"Yes we are. I cannot wait for you to be my wife and for me to be your husband. It's a dream come true."

"I don't know how I'm going to manage waiting several hours before seeing you tomorrow. Maybe we can just..." She was about to suggest having breakfast together, but Robin interrupted her.

"As much as I miss you, something about being a part until the moment you walk down that aisle gives me chills and it excites me. I'll admit when you first mentioned the idea of not seeing each other I was against it, but the more I've thought about it, the more in love with it I become. So no. I won't let you change your mind on this one," he said honestly.

"Thank you."

"For what?" he asked.

"For being there to keep my head on straight. To not waver from both of our wishes just because I had a moment of weakness," she relied.

"I'm always here for you. And soon, I'll be vowing in front of our friends and family to love you and cherish you in sickness and in health, for better or for worse, for richer for poorer. And I'm going to mean every single word of my vows."

"If I was with you right now, I'd kiss you," Regina said brightly.

"Guess you're going to have to wait then, love." Robin smirked wildly though she couldn't see him.

"Well I guess I better get some sleep. I have a wedding to get to tomorrow," she played.

"Yes we wouldn't want the bride falling asleep. I'm sure her groom wouldn't enjoy that," he played back.

They shared a few moments of laughter before saying goodnight.

"Goodnight, Robin. I'll see you tomorrow at altar. Oh and by the way, I'll be the woman in the white wedding dress, in case you weren't sure."

"Oh that's good to know. Wouldn't want to confuse you with someone else," he chuckled. "Goodnight, Regina. I love you so much and I can't wait to marry you," he said seriously.

"I love you too. I'll see you tomorrow!"

The couple hung up their phones and laid down in their beds. Somehow they both managed to get some sleep that night. Maybe that phone call was just what they needed. Their last conversation as an engaged couple.