Takes place a little after the events of chapter 2.

From the moment Regina had been placed on bedrest, everything in the house had shifted. Robin was picking up the slack and trying to balance the kids along with his business. Luckily, Mal and Will came over as much as they could to help out. Mary Margaret took the younger ones a lot and even John would try to convince Robin to forget about the bar and just relax.

But one person was working just as hard as Robin was and that was Henry. He had stopped hanging out with his friends after school and took on a lot of the chores, without even being asked. He helped the younger kids with their homework and tucked them into bed. If Robin had to dash to the bar at night, he'd make sure that everyone was okay. Despite both Robin and Regina telling him it wasn't necessary, he didn't seem to want to listen.

Robin knew that there had to be more going on. Henry seemed so stressed, he was taking on far too much responsibility, more than a child his age should. It wasn't even necessary, with all the adults pitching in, everything was going to be okay.

So, when the kids were at yet another playdate at the Nolans, Robin decided to take Henry hiking. It was one of their favorite activities to do together and normally they had to do the easy trails because of everyone else, but that day, they could venture around as much as they wanted.

"Henry, I know you've been doing more than your fair share as of late," Robin said after a half hour of walking in silence.

Henry shrugged. "It's not a big deal."

"It is. Bud, you don't need to do all of this. You're still a kid."

"Yeah, but I'm just getting ready. In case…" He trailed off and shook his head. "Never mind."

"No, talk to me." He placed a hand on his arm. "What's going on in that head of yours?"

Henry sighed, biting his lip. "When Mom was pregnant with Evie…or well, Bryony, I guess…she got sick. She had to go to the hospital and she delivered early. I remember overhearing my mom talking to Aunt Mal about getting her affairs in order…just in case."

"I'm sure that was very scary for you."

"It was. Then…she was okay. She was fine. And I thought it'd stay that way…until she got pregnant again. It's not as bad as before, at least she gets to be on bedrest at home this time but…" He bit his lip. "I'm scared, again. What if something happens to her? The other day I found myself angry at this baby because it's hurting her and that's not fair to them, they can't help it. If something happens to her…what if I can't love this baby?"

Robin felt his heart sink his chest. Henry's fears had been his own, way back when Marian was pregnant. She found out the pregnancy was high risk, that either she or Roland could die during any part of it. Yet, she soldiered on and in the end, it cost her, her life. When Robin got word, he was scared to hold Roland, scared that he would resent the newborn's existence.

Yet, when he finally did, he saw nothing but his son. This precious baby boy was all he had left of his beautiful wife and he would protect him with all he had.

He also knew that Regina wasn't Marian.

"Henry, the doctor told your mom this isn't like last time," Robin said. "Yes, she's on bedrest and will need another C-Section, but the whole point is to avoid what did happen last time. She's going to be okay, the baby is too."

"How do you know that? Anything can happen."

"You're right, it can. It happened to my first wife."

Henry frowned. "I forgot about that."

"And it's okay to be scared, to be afraid. I'd be lying if I said that I wasn't sure how I would handle Roland after Marian died. When I held him, though, I knew that he was my son. I knew that it wasn't his fault and that he just needed me."

"I'm still scared, Dad," Henry whispered. "I love Roland, Bryony and Evie so much. I'm scared of not feeling the same with this baby."

"You will. I know it, because you are a good boy, Henry. You have a huge heart and you're rational. All these fears and the anxiety will go away once your mother has this baby, I promise."

Henry was still skeptical and he would be until the day that Regina gave birth. She was healthy and so was the baby.

When Henry held his new little sibling, he felt stupid for ever being angry at them. Robin assured him that it was human and that it didn't matter anymore. This baby would be loved and taken care of, just like the rest of the Locksley-Mills family.