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10 years before…

Standing on the sidewalks of Harvard University, Robin couldn't feel more out of place if he tried. As he walked past students and professors, he kept waiting for campus security to pluck him out of the crowd and remind him that he didn't belong. Which he didn't.

He couldn't believe he was actually here. It'd been 12 weeks since his dad died. Seven months since he'd spoken to Regina at all. He must've thought about making this trip a million times. More than once he'd climbed into his truck and just sat there talking himself out of making the journey. Sometimes he'd get as far as the town line before turning back. But there was just something about today…

He'd woken up that morning, had a cup of coffee… and then he was on the road.

Slowly walking through the campus, he took in the sights but mostly looked for her. It wasn't as if he'd called ahead and this school was huge. She could be anywhere. There were probably a million girls enrolled here. He avoided eye contact with everyone he saw, like they'd be able to tell he wasn't student with one look.

God, to be a student here. For months he'd looked back on his decision to break up with Regina, wondering if he'd made the right choice. Standing on the Harvard grounds, the answer to that question wasn't any clearer. But he did know that he was glad that she was here. It was the life she'd always deserved.

He just wondered if there was still a place for him in it.

His mother once told him that once you love someone you can forgive them for anything. Regina had loved him and… maybe that meant there was still a chance for them.

He knew it was crazy, that it was too much to ask after the things he'd said but… he wanted her back. Nothing in his life felt right without Regina. He missed her.

If he could just see her once, talk to her, tell her he was sorry… it would be enough. It had to be.

He just couldn't shake the feeling that they weren't done with each other.

Not yet.

He stumbled across her in the middle of a courtyard. The sight of her stopped him in his tracks. The fall sun was beaming, its light hitting her hair at just the right angle to bring out the shine in every strand. Sitting cross-legged at the base of a tree, she had a book in her lap and a notebook in her hand, her eyes completely focused on the words in front of her.

His heart pounded in his chest and he couldn't breathe. It was just like the day he'd first found her at the lake back home… except everything had changed.

She shifted, turning a page in her textbook and his eyes widened. Almost against his will, he slowly retreated finding another tree to lurk behind. His throat grew tight as he stared at her, half hidden away. She was wearing a Harvard sweater. Her hair was the same shade of midnight black but longer, falling down to her shoulders. She looked beautiful.

He wasn't prepared for this. To actually see her and talk to her. Now that she was in sight the idea of it was daunting. What would he even say?

"Regina!"

His heart leapt into his throat at the sound of her name. For a moment, he almost thought that he'd be the one to call out to her.

She looked up and smiled at a group of students who approached her by the tree. Three girls and a guy. Maybe a study group? They all had backpacks. When they made it over to her, he watched as she snapped her book closed and stood to her feet. His heart clenched when the guy offered her his hand to help. Someone said something and she full, bright smile on her face could outshine the sun. He used to think that smile was for him and him alone.

She walked away with the others. And he didn't follow her.

Instead, he made his way back to his truck and started the drive back home.

Seeing Regina at Harvard made everything clear.

She was where she was meant to be. And so was he.

There was nothing more between them.

XxXxXxX

The engine of Robin's truck rumbled as he made his way down the road. He wished he could say that things hadn't gone to plan but the truth was there hadn't been a plan. When he'd gotten in his truck that night there'd been no plan, no idea or even a wish for what he wanted to happen. There was just the need to see her again.

He didn't mean for it to go to shit like it had.

Just like she'd demanded, he hadn't followed her when she left the lake. For the next ten minutes he'd sat against the bumper of his truck with his head in his heads, wondering why the hell he'd decided to tell her the truth. The night had been going well, he'd had her in his arms again. And then…

He didn't know what happened. Well, that's not true. He did try to kiss her. Like most of this night it hadn't been planned but the moment had just been so nice. They were at the lake, she was in his arms again. He hadn't expected her to recoil like she had but he couldn't blame her.

Perhaps things would've been better if he'd kept his mouth shut. At least then she might've let him drive her home.

He'd slowly driving down the road, keeping his eyes peeled for any sign of her and he was starting to get worried. Hopefully someone had picked her up. If not she'd apparently disappeared without a trace.

He just wanted to know that she'd gotten home safe. After that he'd leave her alone for good this time, if that's what she wanted. It probably was.

Even as he searched for her kept replaying her words in his head, how she'd screamed and yelled at him. How hurt she'd been. Over the years he'd wondered many times what would happen if he was finally able to tell her the truth. Nothing good as it turned out.

He passed the high school on his way to her house, pulling a U-turn once he saw the white balloons taped to the gym doors. It was only half-past nine, the dance should still be going on. Maybe she'd gone back there?

Walking into the gym, he tried to attract as little attention as possible. It wasn't hard. Most of the crowd had moved on for the night and the few that were left appeared to be a little more than tipsy, despite Mary-Margaret's dry rule. Even still he stuck to the wall, peering over everyone's heads just trying to check if Regina was here.

"She's not here."

He nearly jumped out of his skin at the sound of that loud, slurring voice. Carlotta Duville had sneaked up behind him, daggers shooting out of her green eyes as she stared him down, swaying a little unsteadily in her heels. Robin sighed, "Oh Christ."

"He's not here either," she angrily slurred. "Why are you?"

He groaned at the smell of gin on her breath. If he had to guess she'd probably been drinking since the dance started. It truly was high school all over again. "I just wanted to make sure Regina-"

"She's fine," Carlotta cut him off. "Mal picked her up off the side of the road where you left her in shambles… again."

She was too busy taking another swig from her flask to see the relief pass over Robin's eyes. Regina had called Mal. Good, that meant she was safe for the night. He sighed, turning for the exit. "Good to see you again, Duville."

"Why can't you just leave her alone!" she gritted out, raising her voice. "You have no idea what you've put her through."

"So I've heard," he said, trying to ignore her.

"You break her heart, you leave her pregnant…"

Robin froze. "What?"

"Carlotta!" Ursula sped over to them, her eyes wide as she wrenched the flask from her hand. "Give me this! Let's go!"

"No!" snapped Carlotta, trying to fight Ursula's grip on her arm. "He needs to know how bad he hurt her, he almost ruined our friend's life!"

"Shut your mouth and get in the car!" Ursula ordered, pushing her toward the door.

"Ursula!" Robin finally found his voice. "What is she talking about? What pregnancy?"

She couldn't even look him in the eye. "Ignore her Robin. She's just drunk."

Carlotta snorted. "Not so drunk I forgot her freshman year of college. God she cried so much because of his baby…"

"Shut up!" Ursula all but picked her up and carried her outside with Robin hot on their heels. After fumbling with her keys, she shoved her drunk friend in the backseat of her Prius where she promptly passed out. Shutting the car door, Ursula tried to dart to the driver's seat but Robin stood in her way.

"Wait! Ursula tell me the truth… Was Regina pregnant?"

She pressed her lips together, averting her gaze as she deeply sighed. Finally, she looked back up at him, glaring as harshly as she could. "Go home Robin."

She sidestepped him and climbed into her car, starting it as fast as she could. Just before peeling out of the parking lot she shot him one last look. It was quick but still long enough for him to see the emotion in her eyes.

Guilt.

So now Robin knows the truth. Let me know what you think! Please leave a review!