Regina drove to work after she and Emma ate unhealthy food at the food court. She was on cloud nine now that she let the news sink in that she was really, actually truly pregnant. Her mind drifted to the baby and how her family's life will forever be changed. Her mind drifted to letting herself hope that everything with this baby would be okay. She was almost to the end of the first trimester. She'd made it that far with the last baby. She shed a few tears thinking back to that fateful day. She scolded herself. She decided that maybe she should see her therapist, Dr. Hopper. She'd only seen him three times after Daniel died and the miscarriage. She thought she was okay and didn't need to talk to him anymore. She spent her days sitting in Henry's nursery watching him play. Oh how he reminded her so much of Daniel. His smile, his curiosity, his obsession with that darn Teddy Bear's Picnic book. It made her heart break to listen to Henry in is two year old voice try to sing the song. In a way she was grateful that if Henry needed to lose his father, it was while he was so young and couldn't understand the loss. Of course when Henry got older and he asked questions she tried her best to explain things to him. He never quite understood and it never really bothered him. He was surrounded by so many people who loved him that it made up for not having his father around.

Regina thought long and hard about how she wanted to surprise Robin with the news. The books were gag gift style – more of Emma's speed. She needed something uniquely Regina. She eventually decided on a private dinner at home. Perhaps Mary-Margaret could keep the boys. They could spend the night wither and she could just take them to school in the morning. She sent her a text message.

Hey Mare, can the boys spend the night with you?

Of course! Did everything go okay?

Yeah, everything's fine. I think I've worked up the courage to accept this. I want to surprise Robin and I want tonight to be special, just the two of us.

Oh, how sweet. You need anything, anything at all, let me know.

Great. I do have one favor. Please keep this to yourself. I'm not ready to share this with anyone. I want to wait a little while before we tell the boys.

You don't have to worry about a thing, Regina. Your secret's safe with me! When do you want me to get the boys?

Actually, can you take them home with you? I'll drop a suitcase off. I'm going to leave the office now.

Okey dokes!

Regina shut down her computer, gathered her things and informed her secretary she would be leaving for the day and would return to the office the following morning at nine o' clock. She had a lot of things to do that afternoon and not a lot of time to do them.

The lights were dim. That was the first thing Robin noticed when he walked into the house at six in the evening. He hung his coat in the hall closet. Silence. That was the second thing Robin noticed. Perhaps no one was home. He walked up the stairs and into the dining room. The table was set for dinner and there were those white tapered candles Regina put out for special occasions. Or romantic dinners. He wasn't sure what to think.

"Regina?" He called out to her.

"Hey dear! I'm in the kitchen. Have a seat and I'll be there in a few moments. Why don't you pour yourself a drink while you wait." Robin headed to the wet bar and poured himself a brandy and took a seat at the table. It wasn't long before Regina came into the dining area, carrying her lasagna. It was his favorite dish of hers, aside from her apple pies. She made it for him as her first home-cooked meals date. He grinned at her.

"To what do I owe this pleasure? Are the boys here?"

"No, there's no one here but us. I hope this evening will be filled with pleasurable surprises," she purred out in a husky voice. Robin's pants seemed to tighten a little bit. He wasn't quite sure what Regina had planned out or why she picked a school night for an unplanned date night, but he was curious to where it might lead and how long the evening would last before the boys came home. "Now, eat up, I've got a lot planned for the evening." Regina cut slices into the lasagna and served Robin first. She plated out salad and breadsticks. They ate in comfortable silence for a few minutes before Robin attempted conversation.

"So, how was your day? Did you get very far with your manuscript?"

"What manuscript?" Regina managed out between bites of lasagna and breadstick.

"You know, the romantic one you were telling me about this morning, you were so enthralled."

"Oh, that one. Um, I had to table that. We had a lot of meetings this morning. I was exhausted so I came home early. I thought we could use an evening together. You don't mind, do you?"

"No, not at all. This is nice. We should have date nights more often." Robin took another bite of his lasagna and reached for his brandy to take another swig

"What about you, how was your day? Arrest anyone?"

Robin chuckled, "No, I didn't arrest anyone. I was helping a damsel in distress. She was waiting for a tow truck"

Regina's eyes widened and she stared hard at Robin, obviously not amused. She told him as much.

"I am not amused."

"Oh come on Regina, it's just a joke. Now what's for dessert?"

"Don't try to get out of it, no I will just eat the apple pie all by myself," and with that she stood up and headed for the kitchen. Once there, she took the slightly warm pie off the cooling rack and cut herself a slice before heading back to the dining room table. Robin sat there with his mouth open. He watched her take a bite before speaking.

"Are you really not gonna let me have any pie?" She shook her head no as she licked her spoon.

"You are more than welcome to get your own pie, oh knight in shining armor that goes around rescuing damsels in distress." Robin stood up and went to the kitchen to cut his own slice of pie, two could play this game. He went back to the dining room where he and Regina finished their apple pie in silence. Regina finished first and sat back against her chair and stared hard at Robin while he finished eating. Her romantic plans for the evening had suddenly derailed. She pursed her lips while she waited for him to finish; to make sure he was looking at her. When he put the last bite of pie in his mouth, she collected her dishes and took them to the kitchen, rinsed them off and placed them in the dishwasher. Robin continued sitting at the table for a moment before he too, collected his dishes and followed her into the kitchen, rinsed his dishes and placed them in the dishwasher. Regina returned to the dining area and grabbed the lasagna dish and salad bowl and brought those into the kitchen. She covered the lasagna, placed it in the refrigerator and dumped the remaining salad into a Ziploc baggie. Robin could only stand at the counter, confused by his wife's actions. After she covered the leftover apple pie, he reached out and grabbed her arm.

"Hey, what's gotten into you? It was only a joke."

"Well I already told you it wasn't funny. I had a special evening planned for us and you ruined it," she said almost in tears.

"Ruined it how?"

"By bringing up how we first met as if it were some joke. As if it hadn't been me stranded waiting for a tow truck, it would've been someone else you asked out. And we wouldn't be here, living this life right now. And, and…" She drifted off not finishing her statement, not looking Robin in the eye for fear of bursting into tears. She knew she was being silly and that he was joking but tonight was serious. Tonight she was all nerves, there wasn't room for jokes. Robin reached out to rub her arms. She shivered and turned from him.

"Hey, hey. What's going on in that head of yours? Why don't we start over, hmm?" Regina slowly shook her head. "Is that a yes?" She nodded her head more furtively.

"Okay, good. My day was boring. Nothing special happened. How about yours?" Regina turned back in his arms and inhaled sharply.

"I went to the doctor today." Robin paused his rubbing of Regina's arms.

"You did? Is everything okay? I mean, you have been throwing up a lot lately. You told me you didn't want to go to the doctor. Is it serious?" Regina smiled.

"Follow me." She started towards the stairs. Robin paused for a moment. Regina turned back after she made it up a few steps and noticed Robin still hadn't followed. "Well, aren't you coming?"

"I'm not sure, do I want to come?"

"I think so." She resumed her ascent and Robin headed towards the stairs. He followed her all the way up. They went past Henry and Roland's room. They went past the master bedroom. She headed straight for her office at the end of the hall. She pushed the door open and motioned for him to follow her inside.

"What's going on here? I thought this room was off limits for 'couple stuff'." Regina turned and smirked at Robin. She was more confident.

"Well, it is because of 'couple stuff' we're in here."

"We, we're gonna do 'couple stuff' in your forbidden office?" Regina bit her lip. She handed Robin the gift bag sitting on the table.

"Oooo, naughty things in here?" Robin asked as he gave the bag a little shake. He was hoping for another lingerie set that she would model for him for a few minutes before he ever so delicately ripped it from her body.

"Go on, open it! I hope you like it." Robin set the bag down her desk and bit his lip in anticipation. He opened the bag and pulled out the first item. It was a picture frame with a grainy black and white photo that looked suspiciously like an ultrasound photograph.

"Regina, what's going on?"

"Nothing, go on, there's more," she prodded. Next he pulled out the onesie Emma had gotten Regina in an attempt to tell her that she was the one pregnant and not Mary-Margaret. The last item was the book she'd picked out, 'The Expectant Father'.

"Regina, are, are you?" Regina let out a big grin and shook her head.

"Yes, yes, I'm pregnant," she finally said as she threw her arms around Robin, unable to contain her joy. Robin on the other hand just stood there. She pulled her arms back. "Robin? Robin, is something wrong? I thought, I thought you'd be happy." She questioned now sounding slightly disappointed. She thought she would be the uneasy one about all of this. She thought Robin would be like Daniel, overly excited and overly caring and overly supportive and everything she was too scared to be during a pregnancy. "Robin, please, say something, you're, you're scaring me. I don't know what to do here." After a few moments, Robin's mouth started to move up and down and eventually a sound could be heard.

"We, you, we – " he gasped out. Regina placed her hands on his shoulders to steady him and force him to look at her. "You're pregnant?" He finally managed. She nodded her head.

"Yes, I'm pregnant. Eleven weeks. Is this okay?"

"I thought, I thought you couldn't have kids."

"So did I. I guess this is meant to be."

"You went to the doctor today? Is everything alright, is the baby okay? Are you, are you okay?" She shook her head again and threw her arms around his neck and pulled him close, needing to have him close.

"Yes, everything's great, it's fine." Robin encircled Regina and hugged her close.

"Other than our wedding day, I think today is the happiest you've ever made me." Robin bent to pick Regina up and let her slide back down through his arms to the floor. She laughed as Robin bent forward to capture her lips in a gentle kiss. They stared into each other's eyes for a few moments. Regina was the first to move, to speak.

"So, I uh, I was thinking, maybe we need to redecorate this room. Wouldn't you say so?" Robin took her hands in his before responding.

"It would indeed seem so."

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