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Old Scars, Future Hearts

Chapter 15-Be Still, My Soul.

Regina and her sister come face to face. Roland, Regina and Robin become a family. There is a happy ending despite all of it and Regina reunites with both of her sons. Final Chapter, Some Events Missed/Skipped Over/Change in Dialogue.

Things moved fast in Storybrooke. One moment you could be making coffee in your kitchen and a curse is cast that sees you ripped from your son and the next minute you could be making pancakes, coffee and other assorted things for said son, a hyperactive six year old and a tall brooding man you might have just had a passionate make out session with as he had stepped out of your shower with nothing more than a towel all wet and steamy and…well…the less said about that the better.

While they had not done anything in that department it was not for lack of want. Right now it was exhausted, gleeful sleep and several slow kisses, lazy breakfasts and introducing Robin to kitchen appliances as Roland helpfully pointed out that the brown milk was not mud flavoured but rather chocolate and full of healthy things to make boys grow and not full of sugar.

Henry had slotted back into life just as he had had left. He had chosen to spend that first night with her something that she could not help but be a bit smug about. There was something about the easy way Emma had agreed that made her worry as well but as far as this moment was concerned the world was coming to her fingertips. She had a good man at her side, a boy she had rescued and adored as her own son and her own son to boot. Now all they had to do was to get rid of her sister and things could settle down.

(Depending entirely of course on what her Mentor would get up to next. Regina knew Gold too well to know that he would not let the murder of his son go, nor would he ever truly consider himself safe from his enemies when he was in a little shop with Belle by his side—Zelena had created a paranoia that Regina was sure would last for decades if not centuries).

So it was fitting that just like many other happenings in this town it did change in the blink of an eye.

Henry had shot off to meet Emma, finally being able to remember the father he had lost he wanted to go and pay his respects to him an action Regina found herself approving. Her own feelings on Neal Cassidy aside she knew the bond that existed between father and child only too well and she thought it thoughally appropriate that Henry should go and see where his father was buried and understand more about what had happened.

Robin and Roland were at the table helping to stack a dishwasher something neither of them were very comfortable with but seemed to be giving it something of a shot…Regina was not sure if everything would be cleaned or come out in one piece but she appreciated the effort nonetheless.

That was when she got the phone call from Emma. Her mother was in labour. The fight was about to begin. Regina relayed this to Robin who began within seconds to make provisions for Roland and she was left to ponder (and not for the first time) how her step-daughter continually managed to choose the worst moments possible.

She managed to get to the hospital (sans Robin who went to drop Roland off at the edge of the forest) in time to see Henry in what looked like floods of distress. Her son was not much of a crier (she chalked that down to her family genes that were somehow passed down through Emma) and to hear him sound this distressed made her heart hurt. She wrapped her arms around him and he yielded towards her for the first time in a long time.

Had it not been any other situation she would have been pleased. But she did not have to listen to Henry choke out what had happened for her to know it. Zelena had done the one thing she couldn't do.

Her sister had actually managed to take the child that was standing in the way of her happy ever after.

Again as much as Regina utterly hated it she was rather impressed.

She got out of Henry that the baby was a boy and then the door slammed open and David came out of it, sword in hand and a look on his face that she knew was the look of a man screwed to the point of committing murder.

And she did understand that.

"David!" she said turning and pushing her son towards the cricket. And oh, damn she had chosen the wrong shoes for running. How she had managed in some of her old shoes in the Enchanted Forest she really did not know.

"You're going to get yourself killed" she said cutting across his explanation that he was going after her sister to save his son (as if she did not know that!) and resisting the urge to marvel at the change of her most dangerous, most damming part.

Before it could turn into a full blown row between David's thinking with his heart and her thinking with her head, Emma had come running around the corner the Pirate with her to say that despite Regina's time (a considerable amount of time) beginning a journey with no clue where any of them were up to with it.

There was a pause where Emma explained that in order to save Hook she'd lost her magic. Regina resisted the urge to scream because, and only because David immediately jumped in to speak to his daughter about that eventuality. Honestly, all that time and effort training Emma to become the truest version of herself that she would ever get and the woman had to go and lose her magic at the first chance she got—not that she wanted Hook to die, indeed the man had put his life on the line more times than not to get her son to safety and she admired and respected him for that.

Right now however in the privacy of this moment she could agree with her sister when she said she should have been the one that was tutored by Rumple. Her sister was sickeningly powerful and would have never have let a simple thing such as the hole in her heart get in her way. There would have been no Henry, no breaking of the curse and no Emma and Regina could finally acknowledge that. Somewhere as well she knew her mother would be proud and it would not be of the daughter she raised. She did not know why that bothered her either, only that it did.

She wanted Robin, she wanted to lean back and feel the hard planes and lines of his body press back against hers. She wanted what she had always wanted but had been denied with Daniel, a good home, a decent life and the heat and sweat of a good man who loved her. She wanted to feel his arms come around her. Regina had always known it but she had become her mothers daughter in a sense and no daughter of Cora would have ever let something as trivial as love get in the way of what she had wanted and Regina had strived to carry on that tradition. Of course she was not the daughter that could do that. That role had been firmly taken by the one who had walked in here with the Dark One as her servant and taken the baby of the two most resilient heroes she knew.

And here they were now.

"You can do it!"

She turned around to see Henry watching her with wide animated eyes. Regina knew that expression. That was the expression that had broken the curse, got him kidnapped, nearly got him killed in the mines. That was the expression that Regina knew meant trouble and she sighed. As grateful as she was to have her son back in her life (and she was, by God she was) she also knew that look would always end up causing her life to change and not for the better.

"Henry" she said and she knew that she was being truthful (she did not want to think about the state her back was in after being thrown into one of the dwarfs cars the other night). "I am not sure if I can survive round three with my sister"

"That's because you were using dark magic. You need to use light magic"

Regina blinked. What the hell? Her using light magic so out there it was like an Evil Snow White or Rumple being the Light One or Daniel walking back into Granny's heart in his chest.

"I don't have light magic" she said trying very hard to keep the sneer out of her voice. She did not believe in light magic very much with the exception of True Love's Kiss. She had been raised by a woman and taught by a man who had given any such things a single credit.

"Actually you do" Emma said her eyes wide with something, Hook next to her was staring between the two of them as if his dreams were unfurling out before him and Regina understood. If she the Evil Queen, could reform this much so that her magic which had been dark for nearly a century and a half (give or take some curses) turn light then there was hope for them all.

"True Love's Kiss that was a selfless act, a sign of good magic"

Oh hell Emma was right.

It was risky, it was dangerous and in truth Regina did not know that she could do it. But she was not going to tell them that. Not when at that moment Robin came around the corner looking windswept and gorgeous and Regina wanted nothing more to do than to fold herself into his arms and let him carry her away from this crossroads.

Instead she squared her shoulders and got to work.

Despite it all it was actually easier than she thought. One moment she was thinking about the fact that she was going to die and then the next second the magic had come out of her bursting in little white lights and she had never seen it like that before. And then Zelena in shock had dropped her to the ground and the pendant was off her neck and the long battle between the two of them over who was the supreme witch was over and whatever was going to come next Regina knew that her magic, and indeed the course of her life would be forever altered by it.

But that was a problem for another day. Right now all she wanted was a hot bath and a glass of wine and the peaceful oblivion of her own bed. In an attempt to brush some dirt of her coat (which she was sure now couldn't be saved) Regina caught an expression on Robin's face that made her look away least she start smirking. He was looking at her with a look of hunger in his eyes that made her almost swoon—and she was not a swooning person—and there was pride and something that looked a little bit like love in there too, though it had been a long time since someone had looked at her like that as well.

If as they left the farmhouse with Zelena under the watchful eye of Emma and Hook (who was glaring with an expression that would have made even her feel uncomfortable), she tangled her hands with Robin then that was strictly between her and him and she told herself sternly she did not care who was watching.

They had fallen into bed together sleeping but nothing more. The boy Henry was with his other mother and Roland had gone back to the bedroom Robin assumed he had stayed in when under Regina's care with all of the joy of a boy who found the bed extremely soft and the pillows perfect for messing around with. Robin who knew his son well and he knew that come the morning it would be neigh on impossible for him to get his son to crack open one eye before noon.

That was alright he thought. He didn't want to leave either.

Regina had dressed in an old shirt of a man's and Robin was distracted from his immediate jealously by the sight of what was an almost indecent amount of leg.

He had never been more glad to leave the Enchanted and their nightgowns that covered all inch of skin as much as he had done in that moment.

He had worn the drawstring pants that she had offered him and tried not to think about whose they had once been and then depositing his shirt on the floor he had crawled under the covers and had slept as soon as his head had hit the soft silk pillowcase.

He had learnt about Zelena's death that morning. Regina had said nothing only viewed what she called the evidence at the station and then saying that she needed to take care of somethings at her office. Robin had let her go alone suspecting that she needed some privacy to deal with whatever emotions she was feeling when it came to the loss of her sister who had (many times) tried to erase her very existence.

The morning had been filled with simple things such as breakfast, preparation for Henry's arrival and the moving in (it was not even discussed) of Robin and his son into Regina's house. Roland said nothing about this change of pace or relationship until he had taken Robin to the Ice Cream shop and in between working his way through a chocolate ice cream cone in a way that had the thing smeared over his face said.

"I like Regina Papa, she saved my life. And I like you and her together"

Robin said nothing for a while trying to work back the emotion. Sometimes Roland was too like his mother for his own good. And his love for Marian would never fade because they had created this little boy but he acknowledged to himself that he was ready to move on.

And here was Roland telling him that that was alright to.

Robin had never been more proud of his son or as happy to have him with him. Never again would he let what had happened in the Dark One's castle happen again.

Somethings were too precious to ever lose.

Henry despite it all was still Henry. He was sat with his grandparents and their new baby now named Neal. Regina carefully kept her opinions to herself. Her view on Henry's father was one that would remain private out of respect for her old teacher and love for her son both of whom were looking caught on the raw by the announcement.

Regina wasn't surprised. It was just so Snow…

Emma had been gone all day and then had come back with an animated look in her eye and a smitten Hook on her arm and whatever (or wherever) she had been or been doing Regina suspected that the pirate was going to be a part of their lives for a long time if the dopy look on their faces was anything to go by. Emma caught her eye and Regina nodded. Though she suspected that peace was not something that they would ever really get in Storybrooke, there was too much going on but now they had a reprieve and a truce. Who knows, perhaps one day they would be friends?

This was Storybrooke after all, stranger things had happened.

Roland was chatting with Henry who was explaining in great detail who the X-Men were. Roland was wide eyed and Regina suspected that Robin's son, the boy she had saved from those Lost Boys would sit awake and wonder if Professor X was going to walk into the diner for the foreseeable future. It seemed a lifetime ago she had been on that island with Roland on her hip and Henry lost to her and in reality it was a year maybe even less when you considered it.

And now she had Robin, her man with the Lion Tattoo, her second chance, her happy ending. She leaned her head against his shoulder and felt his lips brush the top of her head and as she looked out at both of her sons she felt something inside her sigh a little.

It was happiness, an emotion she had once thought foreign to her. Something that she had once thought would make her weak but instead it made her strong.

It was not perfect but it had the potential to be and with that Regina relinked her fingers with Robin and settled down to enjoy the rest of the night, the first (but certainly not the last) night of her happy ever after.

For anyone who wanted to know after this they lived Happy Ever After with a baby girl and Zelena never bothered them or anyone else again.

And there you are, Thank You so, so much for all of your kind reviews and your love over the course of writing this story. I wish all of you reading this nothing but the best.