There's a celebration going on at the forest pub, and Henry wants to take his mother along. Obviously, as it's his pub, Robin's going to be there. Can Regina ever avoid him?
The Mansion
"You're going out again? Henry, we've hardly seen anything of you since you got back! What are you doing tonight that's so important you need to abandon us, yet again? Are we so old and boring that you can't bear to stay in for just one evening?"
"Don't be like that, mum. You know I love you dearly; but I just want to catch up with Robin and the guys? The rest of Merlin's family are coming over the line tonight, and Robin's hosting a barbeque for them at the pub. His son and eldest daughter have come all the way from England, and Blue tells me it's the first time they've all been together for quite some time. All his children have serious magic too apparently. So I thought I'd like to meet them. Grandpa David's going to be there too. Why don't you join me?"
Nobody had bothered to tell Regina about the evening till now. Five years ago, they were the centre of the community; the most powerful magic practitioners, apart from Gold, and centre of the town. Nothing happened without either of them knowing about it. But now, it felt like they'd been overlooked. Side lined. Robin and Hook's return, plus Merlin, had made news, and everybody wanted to see them, or be with them. To her, being the former queen and the saviour seemed to count for little these days. Regina felt like it was prom night, and she was the only girl without a date.
"Your mother convalescing upstairs is a pretty good reason."
"I'm sure she wouldn't mind. She can rest on the couch, and take care of Honny and Roland. They'll be in bed soon, anyway. Come on mum, come with me?"
She looked up at him, now considerably taller than her, and gave him a sad smile. It would be wonderful to have an evening out with her eldest; and to see Robin again. Try as she might, her thief was never far from her thoughts and, although it had only been four nights since they'd lain together, she itched to repeat the experience. Saturday night had been blissful. And it wasn't just the sex. It was him. Those two hours they'd spent, her wife and her former lover, in bed together, had been two of the best hours of her entire life.
Fight it as much as she tried, she still ached for him.
"I'd love to Henry, I really would. But your mother's in no fit state to be left."
"I agree," said a voice from the stairs, as Tinker Bell joined them. "Regina, you should go. Spend time with Henry, and enjoy yourself. I'll babysit Honour and Roland and keep an eye on Emma. After all, it'll be the last chance I'll get to spend with them for quite a while. And if she wakes, I'll tell Emma what's happening. I wasn't planning on doing anything tonight anyway."
"There you go mum, problem solved?" Henry grinned, winking at the fairy. "Thanks Tink. I don't get to spend much time with her these days. So, now you've no excuse! Come with me?" He pouted, knowing she wouldn't be able to resist.
The Earl of Locksley Inn
It was only seven thirty, yet the pub was heaving. A small crowd had also gathered outside on the lawn, close to the large barbeque that had been set up in the courtyard. Close by, a pig roast was being held, both being presided over by the men. Delicious smells of roasting meat filled the air, while inside the pub, a small group circled around two men standing at the bar front.
"Robin, you already now know Anna and Rosie, so now I'd like you to meet my other two. This is Celia," Merlin pointed to a tall, elegant blonde, a little slimmer and less voluptuous than her younger sisters, though she stood a good two inches taller. "Celia's my eldest, and she lives in England, with her husband and my two strapping grandsons. Celia's a lawyer and she also runs an IT company. I still don't quite understand what she does, but it seems to suit her."
Robin stepped forward, taking her hand. "Celia, I'm delighted to meet you. Robin of Locksley, at your service."
Celia's eyes bulged. "Anna told me you lived here. The real Robin Hood, huh?" She sounded astonished.
"The very same," said her father.
"My boys are never going to believe this. I mean come on, the real-life Robin Hood? I so have to get a selfie!" With that, she pulled out her phone, handing it to one of her sisters. "Anna – do the honours?" The younger Sage rolled her eyes as her eldest sister turned to stand next to Robin, wrapping an arm around his back. Anna took several pictures of the pair of them before handing the phone back. "Jack and Jacob are going to be seriously miffed they missed this! You're one of Jack's heroes! I still can't believe I'm standing next to the real Prince of Thieves?"
Robin felt a little embarrassed at all the attention. "Well I hope you're not too disappointed, milady? My supposed fame may be exaggerated."
"Nonsense," said Merlin. "From your performance today, I'd say it's altogether justified. Now, let me also introduce you to my son, Charles. Charlie, Robin. Robin, Charlie."
Robin looked up as a very tall, broad-chested, dark-haired and lightly bearded man stepped forward to shake his hand. Charlie looked to be in his late-twenties, and even Robin recognized he was seriously handsome. Judging by several glances from a number of women close by, including Ruby & Dorothy, they clearly thought so too. Ruby even looked smitten.
"Like Cee just said, awesome to meet you Robin!" The larger man had a firm grip, and looked like he'd just met a pop star. "This is definitely one for the album."
About ten foot away, Dorothy whispered to her fiancée, "That guy's fucking gorgeous!"
Her wolf sniggered, "Too right. What say we take him back Saturday night, for our wedding treat?"
As the pair chuckled, trying to keep their voices down, Ruby was surprised to find the man in question turning his head, looking straight at them. And judging by his arched brow and grin, he'd somehow heard them? He smirked straight back. "Yes, I did!" he silently mouthed back, nodding.
The little group hadn't spotted Regina and Henry coming in. But as she drew closer, the former mayor froze on seeing a tall, blonde woman with her arm around Robin's waist.
How dare she touch him like that? Then, spotting Anna, Merlin's daughter, taking pictures she could see the likeness between the two women. She was obviously Merlin's older daughter.
"Ah, Regina!" Merlin spotted her. "Do come over? So pleased you're up and about. How's Emma feeling now?"
She suddenly felt awkward, being the centre of attention around people she didn't know. "Resting, thank you. She needs a lot more sleep."
"Of course. Those tablets Victor sent over would fell a rhino! Now, let me introduce you..."
The next few minutes went by smoothly enough. Regina was introduced to all Merlin's children. She'd never even been in the presence of so many magical human beings before, and she could feel the forces emanating from the group. It was almost intimidating. Merlin's three daughters clearly possessed high levels of light magic. However when she shook his son's, she recognized the heady mixture of light and dark combined. She gazed into dark-brown eyes and immediately picked up a look of interest coming from the young man.
"It's lovely to meet you too, Regina." Just the way he pronounced her name sent a shiver down her spine. Gently rubbing his thumb against the back of her hand as they shook, he was clearly flirting with an intensity she hadn't seen since…since…Robin. The young man then spotted the wedding ring on her left hand, so reigned in his pursuit. "I see you're married? Your husband's a very lucky man!"
Regina's cheeks flushed. "Wife actually. And yes, she's a lucky woman, as I have to keep reminding her." She said it with a smirk.
Charlie, probably no more than five or six years older than Henry, was completely unabashed. Damn, she hoped she'd embarrassed him!
"Quite right too, so she should be! A good wife's also hard to find." He turned to look at his father. "Now then dad, why are you hiding out here in Storybrooke?"
Regina watched an energy between Merlin and his four children. He was clearly thrilled to have them all together, and they were all obviously very close. The friendly bitching and verbal jousting between the magical siblings continued as Regina noticed Robin was now missing. But a moment ago, the tall blonde had her paws all over him? In years past, by now he would have been locked to her side. But now? Was he was avoiding her? She made her excuses and left the group, walking to the bar to see Friar Tuck smiling back at her.
'Hello, Regina dear. Looking for someone?"
"Robin?"
"He stepped out the back, towards that path that leads to the sea, shortly after you came in."
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It took a while to find him, sitting on his own on a bench, silently looking out over the water in the distance. As the sun set, she recognized the Jolly Roger's sails in the distance, a dark outline on the horizon.
She walked over to sit next to him, looking at the galleon.
"HE seems to have avoided most of today's little events?"
Robin turned, startled out of his thoughts. "Regina! Oh…I'm…um…sorry? I was miles away. What did you say?"
"Guyliner?" She pointed to the ship in the distance. "Speaking of avoidance, have you been avoiding me? You never came back to check up on me. After, well, you and Spencer. You never came."
"Sorry, I was occupied. Everything seemed to go so fast. Emma was lying in a pool of blood, and looked to be in the worst state of all. We needed to get out of there and get magic into her fast. I didn't mean to ignore you."
"I heard. I'm sorry, that sounded selfish of me. Thank you, Robin, thank you for saving her life. I'll never be able to thank you enough. Though you could have come to see me later?" She pouted, her head to one side, fully realizing she sounded like an ungrateful child.
God, why am I still like this around him?
"David needed help. For all we knew, Spencer could have had more guards circling the school. We found several spies concealed around the place, and another two nearby. I thought you were in good hands, as Henry was texting me the whole time. I also knew Emma was with you after your surgery, so I just thought…"
"How did you did it?" He looked confused. "Emma? Bringing her back? They seem to think you brought her back from the dead. Several people already told me she died right in front of the clinic. How?"
He hesitated, trying to think of a way to answer, without actually answering. "Magic, I guess? I had a lot of Merlin's medical knowledge in here somewhere," he tapped his forehead with his finger. "Removing the bullet was surprisingly straightforward. I sort of 'wished' it out of her, if that makes sense? I'm not sure about the rest. There was a lot of blood, and once I sealed the wound I kind of wished it to happen? Heck Regina, you're more familiar with this magic stuff than I am. I should be asking you!"
"I may be experienced, but it appears Zeus sent you back with more powers than any of us! More powers than I've ever seen before. Mind reading? Auto-suggestion? Splitting yourself up like you did last night? You're sort of up there with Merlin, even if you don't know how to control it yet! I've never heard of any human being bringing another back from the dead with magic alone! The only way I know of is…is…" her breath hitched. No, that…that can't be it! "Well, I've never seen it before. From a sleeping curse yes, but not death."
They sat quietly, watching the former pirate ship, now fully silhouetted against the moon, tacking and jibing against and wind, then straightening itself, the captain clearly testing his vessel. Finally, Robin spoke.
"So how are you feeling now? You look lovely, by the way. That's a beautiful dress. Blue contrasts with your eyes perfectly."
When anyone else complimented her appearance, Regina tended to ignore it, brushing it off, having spent a lifetime being admired and ogled. But with him, and Emma, it was different. It meant something. Which probably explained why she often blushed in front of them. As she was doing now.
"Thank you. It's one of Emma's, actually. She keeps buying dresses like this, then tells herself they doesn't quite fit. Or she's put on weight. Or she looks ugly in it. It's frustrating sometimes."
"Seriously? How could she ever look ugly? She's stunning."
"I know. It's ridiculous, but she keeps doing it. It took ages to get her out of those damn jackets and jeans. She's got a gorgeous figure, yet underneath it all, she has so little confidence."
"That's crazy. Last night she looked like a goddess in that dress she had on, and was wonderful company. She's got brains, courage and beauty. Just like you. What's not to like? I could hardly-" He stopped his rambling, wondering whether he was being set up by his former lover to say something he might regret.
"I know. And that was my dress that time," she smirked. "One of the advantages of two women living together? Double the wardrobe."
"Plus, nobody leaving the seat up in the bathroom?"
She sniggered. "Your son lives at home, remember?"
He smiled. "Hmm. I never thanked you properly for taking care of him. Of them. When I was unable to."
"You mean when you sacrificed your life to save mine? Robin, we've talked about this already. Your children, our children, saved my life! They pulled me out of the darkest days – anyway, stop trying to distract me! Tell me about your date with Emma? I want all the juicy details. I want to know what the place was like, what you ate, and when you're going to take me? Emma's a culinary disaster who lives on junk food when I'm not watching, yet she got to eat somewhere I've wanted to go for months! I'm the food snob in this family, so if you don't take me, I'll take myself!"
Robin laughed aloud. "Ah, so that's it? And there's me thinking you wanted me to tell you everything about what Emma and I talked about. On our date."
"We'll get to that, all in good time. But first, tell me how it went?"
He gathered her hand in his, pulling her a little closer to him on the bench. Even now, she still felt that odd buzz whenever he touched her. It was as strong as ever. "I'll tell you most things, but you know me well enough to know I never disclose a lady's confidences. You know I can always keep a secret!" He grinned, making Regina sigh when his dimples showed in all their glory. One of the many, many things she had loved about him was his smile, always so full and genuine. He smiled with his eyes, those piercing blues always having that effect on her. "Did Emma say she enjoyed it?"
"Well she was a bit hungover! Thank you for that, but yes, she did. She said she had a wonderful time and, yes, she told me all about the restaurant, meeting Pierre, the food and the drive. She loved it!"
"So why do you want me to tell you all over again?" He eyed her suspiciously. But her face just beamed that radiant smile, as she giggled coquettishly, her eyes flirting with him.
"That's a silly question. I'm a woman, remember?"
Being this close to each other was magnetic. "Oh, I remember all too well!" He flirted right back, before leaning forward and pressing his lips on hers, sealing them together. An instant heat grew between them as both deepened it, Robin's tongue slowly working its way past her teeth and inside her mouth to meet her own, both coiling around each other before she uttered a pained cry.
"Mmffarrrghh!" She squealed into his mouth, as she recoiled back.
"What have I done?" he said, anxiously.
"It's…it's not you. Reset jaw, remember?"
"Oh my love, I'm so sorry! I completely forgot!" He leant in again, turning her head to rest it gently against his chest. "What an idiot! Can I take the pain away?" He kissed her forehead, stroking the back of her head as he wrapped his other arm around her.
She'd missed this and closed her eyes, almost purring. "Mmm, no. Just keep doing what you're doing," she whispered.
"Sorry I kissed you like that. I shouldn't have, it's not fair on Emma."
"Robin, Emma's okay with this, remember? She gave me permission to be with you. She understands. And last night, I sort of gave her permission to get closer to you too, if she wished. She told me you kissed and 'made out' with her." She smirked at his sudden coyness. "And just so you know, she said you were a 'good kisser'! Haven't I heard that phrase before somewhere?"
"Emma's an astonishing woman. I now understand how you came together. You deserve one another,. But I was serious when I said I wouldn't get in the way of your marriage."
"You said that several times already. We won't let it. Robin. I love her, I really do. But…but I'm also in love with you, and she knows that. I have been for the past five years. You gave me your love. You gave me Honour, the greatest gift anyone has ever given me. So, I just thought, maybe…" she drifted to a halt, not sure how to continue.
"Gina, I love you too. And that's why I want your happiness, even if it has to come without me! You know you can tell me anything? So, tell me now, what do you want? What would be the perfect solution for your happiness?"
She stayed silent for a long minute before inhaling deeply, then taking the risk she'd probably offend him. "It's a little embarrassing for me to say, but here goes. In my 'perfect world', I want you and Emma to grow closer, to love and care for one another, as much as I love both of you! It's stupid, I know. It's not like I can make my two loves fall in love themselves. But if you were...closer?"
Robin studied her as she stared out at the ship again as it sailed across the horizon. She was avoiding his eyes now, fearing she'd said too much. However, the ongoing silence forced her to break it.
"Say something? Anything? Please?"
"You want us to have what Philip, Rory and Mulan have?"
She sighed. "You know, I saw the three of them at the inn. They seemed deliriously happy. So much so, they're even getting married, all three of them! I'd always assumed Mulan was gay. I had no idea she had feelings for Philip too, but seeing the three of them together, they seemed so…content? Am I being stupid, Robin? Is that wrong of me to imagine something like that for us?"
"I know about the wedding. They brought the date forward, because Killian's decked out the ship for Ruby and Dorothy and they thought they'd take advantage before he sails on Saturday. Phil's asked me to be his best man. But Gina – we may both love you, but Emma and I don't love each other like that. We're becoming friends, yes; becoming closer, definitely; and…I can't pretend I'm not attracted to her, but I'm not in love with her. She certainly doesn't have any feelings like that for me!"
She smiled up at him and his breath hitched yet again. God, she's so beautiful! Looking into those chocolate brown eyes fluttering, he could already feel himself starting to harden.
Oh no! Bad timing, old friend, please don't?
"You'd be surprised. I share a bed with her, remember? And she talks in her sleep! I probably shouldn't be telling you this, but you were definitely in her dreams last night. Does the name 'Emma Locksley' mean anything to you?"
"Emma Locksley? She said that? It's probably from last night's meal. Pierre assumed we were married. Emma seemed to quite liked the grovel, as well as the food, so we didn't want to disappoint him. She liked the 'Lady Locksley' title too. Are you upset about it?"
"No, not at all. I found it quite hilarious when she said, "Emma Locksley, I like the sound of that!" in her sleep! I teased her about it, when she woke and she went beetroot red. I didn't tell her the rest though; I'm just enjoying the embarrassment factor."
"You Regina Mills, are a very bad girl!" he chided, albeit with a huge smirk on his face. "You should be ashamed of yourself, teasing your wife like that? What are we going to do with you?"
The looks between them changed in an instant, Regina's eyes darkening with a different look altogether. "Perhaps you think I should be...punished?"
Robin picked up on it. "Now you just stop that! I refuse to go back inside, trying to hide an erection!"
That made Regina crack up with laughter as she pulled herself in to his chest a little tighter. "Ha! I think you're the one who needs punishing. You took my darling wife out to dinner, pretended she was yours, romanced her, and made out like horny teenagers on the ride home? I think it's time I brought out my some of my old Evil Queen outfits and dealt with the pair of you properly!"
"Again, not doing much for my erection, Gina!"
That was it. She collapsed into a giggling fit, clinging ever close. God, she'd missed this. His smell, his smile, his complete inability to be intimidated by her. Could Emma ever grow to love him too?
"Robin, I know this is all a bit strange, for all of us-" but she was rudely interrupted by new arrivals.
"Regina? Robin? what are you two doing out here?"
Snow White's voice broke their moment. The princess had clearly seen the pair of them sitting close, their arms draped around each other and holding hands. "Regina, how's Emma?" The way she said it, it was clear she disapproved of her daughter-in-law and former love sitting so close. Seeing them holding hands was clearly alarming her even more. "Why are you out here and not at home? With your convalescing wife?"
Robin and Regina had already jerked apart at her voice, and Regina was, unusually, lost for words. Robin stepped in to fill the silence.
"Emma insisted she come. She has a few things she needs to ask Merlin, and Carrie's been asking after her. We were also just discussing my dinner with Emma last night. Regina seems to think she missed out." He said it as though it was the most obvious thing in the world.
"Why would you be taking Emma out to dinner, without Regina?" asked Charming, an eyebrow raised.
"People tend to be terrible gossips in this town, David." He looked directly at Snow, not batting an eyelid. "The three of us have lots to talk about."
"Such as?" Snow's tone was brusque. So Robin matched it.
"That's our business. Thanks for your concern Snow, but you'll remember Roland is my child, but living with them? Honour's our child and living with them. The three of us have to find the right way to raise them, with everyone's agreement."
Charming stepped closer, his voice hardening. "They've done a pretty good job so far, Robin. They don't need-"
"Indeed, they have David! They're excellent mothers, and they've done remarkably, seeing all they've gone through. But I'm still the children's father, and I WILL have an equal involvement in their lives. Emma and Regina are willing, everything's amicable, and with respect, this has absolutely nothing to do with either of you."
Snow got straight to the point. "Regina's married! To my daughter, Robin! I see you here, cuddled up together, holding hands on a quiet bench, under a romantic moon, with Emma at home lying in pain? You two have a past, Regina! What am I expected to think? He was your former lover! He-"
Regina was now ready to take her on. "Careful Snow! This is the man who saved Emma's life only a few hours ago? The same man who saved my life, five years ago. The man who stopped George taking over the town and murdering us, when we couldn't defend ourselves. How dare you? How dare you imply that I'd ever do anything to-"
But Robin interrupted her. "We've talked about this already, Snow, and I'm surprised you brought it up again? They have a beautiful relationship, and always will. You've got entirely the wrong end of the stick, and I think it best you leave. Talk to Emma if you wish but please leave!"
Meanwhile, back at the convent...
Reul Ghorm had made extra special preparations for her guests. Merlin and Anna had been staying since Saturday, and the effect on them all had been astonishing. The greatest sorcerer of all time, the strongest purveyor of light magic, was among them, and the place had been transformed from a puritan, soulless building, into one transformed with energy and activity.
The Sorcerer had suggested courses for all the fairies, to learn about the world outside Storybrooke. His youngest daughter had talked to them about the problems humans faced in the real world. Father and daughter had used their magic to download vast amounts of modern knowledge directly into each of their student's minds, saving time. Medicine, history in the non-magical world, science and even some politics. With the effect that the fairies were transformed, wanting to realise their full potential in the world. And now, another pair of the Sorcerer's children were about to come stay.
Reul had already met Merlin's eldest, Celia, some years previously. She was a bright, feisty, young thing. A natural teacher and leader who was forever asking questions. She had heard through the grapevine that Celia had taught at a university in the UK. Now in her early thirties, she had married and given birth to two boys all in the space of three years. It was unclear why she had left them behind to travel to the USA. A possible awkward subject she would avoid.
Then there was Charles Sage, or Charlie, Merlin's only son in this realm (he had sired many sons over two millennia but he was the only living – as far as she knew). She'd already heard of Charlie Sage through the fairy grapevine. He was also a powerful magician, possessing light and dark in equal measure, though like his siblings, he eschewed using his powers, instead mainly living in the land without magic. Early in his career, Charlie had shunned the medical and educational routes of his father and sisters, choosing instead to graduate in music. A gifted violinist & pianist, he had set up a music school dedicated to severely handicapped and disabled children, particularly those suffering from delayed speech and speech impairment. He'd written two books and now, even though only in his late twenties, had become an authority on the subject. Reul could learn so much from a young man who had learnt more about that world in three decades than she had done in two millennia.
"The rooms are all ready for them, Blue!" Silvermist disturbed her thoughts. "I still can't believe we're going to have the greatest sorcerer who ever lived, and his entire family, staying here? It's going to be brilliant!"
Back at the Earl of Locksley...
Angered by Snow and Charming's treatment of herself and Robin, she'd marched back into the pub, ready to tell Henry she was heading home early and please, please try not to come back too late.
However, just as she reached the door, to her left and in a slightly concealed spot, she saw Henry with a young blonde girl she didn't recognise. The young man's arms were wrapped tightly around her back, his right knee clearly pressed between the girl's thighs and his face turned into hers as they were engaged in a very heated kiss.
What about Violet? She was about to yell at him to stop, when Robin stepped in front of her to gently place an index finger against her lips. As she looked up at him, he whispered.
"Don't. You'll embarrass him, and then he'll be furious! You really want him to move in with Gold permanently?"
He was probably right, but it still hurt! She hated the fact Henry was now a grown man. She nodded, taking his arm to let him lead them back inside. As they walked out of Henry's sight, he smiled down at her.
"Well done. I know that wasn't easy."
"Don't patronise me! He had her pinned to the wall, and his tongue halfway down her throat!"
"And you and I have experienced young love ourselves, Gina. We both know he wouldn't thank you, he'd get angry, and leave again. He's a man now, and it must be hard for you and Emma but…well…he's a man!"
"You're repeating yourself!" she glared back.
"For emphasis. Have I made my point? Or would you like it a third time?" He sniggered, his blue eyes twinkling.
"Hmm," she growled, though still trying not to be overheard. "You may be right, but it's still irritating seeing him like that. Dammit, my twenty-year-old son is getting more action than I am!"
That made him snigger even more. He continued, still whispering. "Well, Emma will be better soon. I know she's more than capable of looking after your needs. And if the two of you ever want to repeat our...team activities…anytime soon, you know where to find me?"
She wanted to be sarcastic at his cockiness, but she recognised the look. The look that used to make her melt. The look that made her realise his feelings for her were just as strong as hers were for him. "I'll bear that in mind. Enjoy yourself, did you?" She continued to whisper, her annoyed expression changing to a smug one.
"Do you blame me? Gina, last Saturday night was quite simply the best night of my life! You may call it sex, but to me it was making love. With the most astonishing couple."
Her cheeks flushed. "Hmm. It was rather wonderful. Shame Emma fucked it up and spoilt the mood!"
"Don't, she just felt awkward afterwards. I understand. It must have been very hard for her."
She smirked, a devilish look on her face. "For both of us, as I recall?" She started to giggle, a rare sound which Robin always found indescribably sexy.
"You're such a bad girl. I should take you over my knee and spank you!"
Now very different thoughts swam through her head. "Hmm. I could be up for that?"
"Damn you, Regina!" He looked down, alarmed that a bulge had again started to appear in his pants. "You've done it AGAIN! How can I walk in there with a raging stiffy?"
Desire overwhelmed her common sense as she looked into his now lust-filled eyes. She wanted to get her hands on him. And quickly!
"I can help with that. Let's get out of here. Now!"
However, just as she was about to apparate them to a suitable hidden cottage she knew, Regina heard a familiar, but loud voice, calling her from the other side of the bar area. Most people turned to see the small cropped brunette, a phone in her hand, yelling to her.
"Regina - It's Emma! She needs you home. Now!" Snow had a hard scowl on her face.
If looks could kill, Snow would be six foot under! The woman had clearly seen enough to deliberately interrupt them. Even Henry, outside the door, heard his grandmother's yell, before stepping back inside with the unnamed girl. Everyone was now looking at Regina and Robin.
The archer sighed loudly, resting is hand on her arm. From the look on his face, he was clearly as frustrated and as horny as she was!
"You best go to her. We'll have our time soon enough."
Regina slowly nodded in frustration. "I'll see you later..."
With that, she gave her mother-in-law an evil glare, before disapparating.
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