Hi! This is my first story so please don't be too cruel to me. English isn't my first language so I'm sorry for any mistake that there could be.

Unfortunately I own nothing but Alyson.

A big thank you to LaNaniuska for the help and for the big push about publishing the chapter!

That morning, Robin left two of his kids at school and then he went to the hospital to see his son before going to work like he has done every morning for the last week. But when he arrived to the room he saw that his son wasn't alone, in fact there was a woman with him, a woman that he didn't immediately recognize, but when she turned around he thought he was crazy. The first thought that came to his mind when he saw her in his son's hospital room was that he was hallucinating, that lack of sleep and worrying for his three kids was messing with his mind. But when she turned her head towards him he stared in her eyes, eyes that he thought he would never see again, beautiful brown eyes that could almost talk, eyes that he had loved staring in, eyes that held love only for him at the beginning and then that held love for his children. Or their children because the woman that was in Henry's room was his not so dead wife, the same wife that he had buried three years before when a psychopath killed her. Or so he thought.

Regina never thought she would be standing there, outside the hospital room where Henry, her beautiful son, was resting. But, to be honest, she never thought that her life would turn out to be like this. Three year before she had to leave her family because a psychopath wanted her dead; she didn't have a choice because her bosses decided everything while she was unconscious and when she woke up her family already thought she was dead. And now here she is, with her family again but at the same time alone because Robin, her husband, still couldn't wrap his head around the fact that his wife was in fact alive, that she had to fake her death in order to survive and protect him and her two sons and daughter. So even if the two of them where in the same room they didn't speak with each other; sometime she would catch him staring at her from where he was standing but he would immediately look away. She didn't even talk with Roland, her younger son, or Alyson, her daughter, because their father wasn't sure it was a good idea that they see her; at least for now or until he could find a way to break this news to them. It wasn't exactly easy, he couldn't just say to them 'your mother is alive, it was all fake, let's be a family again'. After hours of silence she couldn't take it anymore: "Are you going to talk to me at all or you're just going to stand there?" Robin looked at her like she had grown two heads: "And exactly what should I tell you? I thought you were dead Regina, the kids thought you were dead, hell everybody thought you were dead. And then here you are, in our son's hospital room, alive and well after three years of nightmares and hell and you want talk, like nothing had happened? I'm sorry but I don't think I can do that." And now it was Regina's turn to stare at him: " I don't want to talk like nothing happened, the opposite in fact, I want to talk about what happened." But he just stare at her. "I know you must have a lot of questions and if I can I will answer them. But please say something because I spent the last three years alone, talking only when I couldn't avoid it during work and with an agent that kept me updated about you. So please, please, please say something, yell at me, be angry at me like you have every right to be… Just don't stay there in silence, staring at me like this because it's killing me more than when they told me that they decided to fake my death for the safety of my family and mine." There were tears in her eyes that she tried to keep at bay but she failed miserable because now there were tears running down her cheeks and the only thing that he could thought was wrapping his arms around her because he hates to see her crying, he hates seeing her like this but he's still too angry and the only thing that he does is go to sit in the chair near his son's bed without looking at her again; she couldn't blame him, after all she abandoned them. Regina left the room, she couldn't stand watching her son in that bed and do nothing to help him, she couldn't stand watching Robin just stare at her but at the same time staring at her without really watching her. This was all a mistake, she should have listened to the liaison agent and stay hidden where she was; she shouldn't have come back even if it was killing her stay away from her family, even if her son was in the hospital and she couldn't do anything to help him.

He didn't hear her when she left. At some point he must have fallen asleep and when he woke up and looked around the room he didn't see anyone. Robin thought it was only a dream, his desire to have is wife back, the desire to have someone else here with him to deal with everything that was happening. But after a few minute when he was more awake Robin realized that there was a blanket on him; he was sure that it wasn't a nurse who covered him because it wasn't the first time that he fall asleep in Henry's room but not once did he woke up under a blanket so it must have been someone else, and the only 'someone else' that came to his mind was his wife and that would have meant that what happened that morning wasn't a dream. Every doubt was cleared when Regina walked in with two cups in her hands. "Thanks for the blanket", she just shrugged "You're welcome. I don't know if you still take your coffee in the same way so I thought I couldn't go wrong with a cup of tea. There is also coffee the way I knew you drank it so you can choose." He looked at her blinking a few times: "and for you? Have you take something for you? When was the last time you ate something?" Regina was touched by the fact that he was worrying about her, "Don't worry about me. There are things and people more important than me and more worthy your attention, she said without looking at him. "Don't, don't do that. The fact that I'm angry at you doesn't mean that you are not important or that you are not worthy of attention. I know for experience that when someone is not feeling well and you take care of that someone you forget to take care of yourself. How many times I had to force you to drink, eat or rest while you were taking care of the kids?" "Fine, you always could read me like I'm an open book so I won't even try to lie to you about it by telling you that I've already ate. I'll eat now but I have one condition and no, it's not to see the kids even if I'm dying to see them; for that I'll wait until you'll feel comfortable with the idea and I'll be gone before Henry wakes up so we won't have to explain anything to him just yet." She was ready to do anything to see her kids again and if that mean that she has to wait a bit longer… she had wait for three years, what would have done wait a bit more?

"You've been back for less than a day, I swear I will tell them just give me at least a couple of days and for Henry, it's ok if you are here when he wakes up. Since he was brought here the only thing he asked for, other than when he could go home, was you." She couldn't help but smile "If you are sure about this, I'm more than happy to oblige that request." "Of course, I wouldn't have said it if I wasn't sure. So what is this condition?" he asked, now curious about this mysterious condition. "That you talk to me and not like we are doing now. I know you want to ask something from when you thought I was dead, so please say what you have to say or ask what you have to ask. As I told you , if I can I will answer it." He didn't answer right away but when he did he asked something that was bothering him since the moment he was sure he wasn't seeing a ghost but a real person. "Why now?" She looked at him confused, "They captured Jefferson a year and half ago, why you didn't come back then? Why now?" "I wasn't going to come back; they wouldn't let me. Every time I tried to come back after Jefferson was captured they found a way to block me. But when I found out that Henry was here… I was ready to do everything to come, even if just to see him and not to stay. At the beginning the plan was that, come here, see Henry and then be gone before anyone could see me." She took a deep breath before continuing: "But when I saw him I realized that I didn't want to run and hide anymore, that it was time that I try to get back to my family even if it means I had to see them from far away, because I'm not that naive to think that after all that happened they would want me with them again. I knew it wouldn't be easy to come back but it doesn't matter, they kept me away from my family, even if it was to protect all of us, and I was, I am, ready to fight to be back with my family because every day without you was terrible, heartbreaking and I don't think I can go on much longer by myself." There were tears in her eyes that threatened to fall out: "I don't pretend to think that we can go back being the family we were before everything, to be wife and husband, I mean it wouldn't be wrong if you had moved on from me after three years, it would only be natural and I wanted, still want, you to be happy, but I just needed to at least to see them because if I have to leave you another time, I don't think I could survive it."

And now she was crying but it wasn't important because she was crying in front of Robin, her husband, well ex husband, her best friend, the man that had already seen her weak more times than she likes to admit. They were both silent and she was still crying when he got a call and left the room to answer it and a second later she heard the voice of their son: "Dad? What's going on? Why are you arguing? And with who?" From where her son was lying down on the bed, he could only see her back. But his father couldn't answer the question because just before his son had made the question he had received a call and he went out of the room to answer it. Without thinking she turned around and when she saw her son's beautiful eyes open she began to cry even more. Henry's eyes were wide open the moment he saw her and he struggled to make a sentence: "Mommy? What…? Dad? What's… What's going on? Am I dead? Is that how you are here?" he asked looking at his mother. But Regina couldn't talk, she was just standing there, looking at her son and crying. Finally his mother answered him: "No, no you're not dead my little teddy bear." "If… If I am not dead how can I see you? I don't understand. Where is dad?" "Oh sweetheart… I didn't want you to find like this" "Find out what? Where is dad?" "He's just went outside to answer a call, don't worry he'll be back soon". Her son continued to stare at her but finally spoke again "Mom if you are really here can I have an hug? Please?" And so she did, she went to her son's bed, she wrapped her arms around him and hugged him tightly. And that scene is what Robin walks in after his call ended.

Please let me know what do you think and if I should continue the story.