It's that time again! Time for an update. I'm afraid this one got away from me! I'll have to split it into two parts. Still working on the second half but I thought I'd post the first part in case you weren't busy tonight celebrating New Year's. I hope it's a great one for ya!

It was relatively quiet in the Mills – Hood home. Everyone was asleep. Everyone except for one Regina Mills and her Squishy. Her stomach gurgled a little bit. Her tongue danced with anticipation of something, anything, she wasn't quite sure. She lay on her side, facing away from Robin. She migrated to the side of the bed with one foot kicked out from under the covers. It was a little chilly in the house but that was because she was hot. She and Robin argued a little bit before retiring to bed about the temperature in the house. He told her sixty – two degrees Fahrenheit was not an appropriate temperature to keep the house during the winter. She begged to differ. He adjusted the temperature back up to sixty – eight and climbed into the bed. She stared at him in complete shock. He smiled up at her and adjusted himself in the bed so he could fall asleep. She rolled over away from him onto the edge of the bed. She listened to his breathing, until it steadied, assuring herself her husband was asleep. She carefully pulled backed the covers and went to the thermostat to adjust the temperature back down to sixty – two degrees. She crept back to bed and readjusted herself under the covers, smiling to herself. Now it was three o'clock in the morning and she was awake. She was tired, she was hot and she was hungry. She rolled over to face Robin. He looked so peaceful. She frowned. If she was going to suffer with insomnia and midnight cravings the very least he could do would be to suffer with her. She poked her finger into his shoulder. Nothing. She sighed. She rolled back onto her back, thinking. How could she wake her husband? She rolled back over and snuggled into his side. He shifted slightly to accommodate her. She smiled and wondered how he was able to do that but not feel her poking him. An idea struck. She leaned up against her side and let her hand drift down Robin's stomach. He twitched a little. Her hand found his boxer briefs. She ghosted her hand ever so slightly across the fabric, feeling for his manhood. She palmed him and began rubbing. He felt her then. His mouth turned into a smirk as he adjusted himself so he was flat on his back, his eyes slowly blinking. He pulled her hand and guided her so she could straddle him. She huffed out. This was not what she wanted. Well, she sorta kinda did, but she was actually hungry for food, this time. She obliged her husband. She straddled him and shifted her body forward, then back, setting up a nice pace. His hands reached up and grabbed her hips. She was starting to forget her end game. Her stomach let out another gurgle. She stopped. Robin's eyes popped open.

"Hey, I thought we had a thing going here."

"If by thing you mean my darling doting husband getting his tired pregnant wife a midnight snack, then yes, we do have that going here."

Robin dragged his hands down his face and let out a sigh. He honestly didn't know why he wasn't surprised.

"You want something to eat?" Regina shook her head. "And you want me to get it for you?" She shook her head again. "Couldn't get it yourself?"

"Well, I suppose I could drag my tired body out of bed. I mean after all the hard work I did today, getting the boys ready for school, making breakfast, working, picking the boys up –"

"Regina, it's Winter Break. And you're off this week."

"Um, pregnancy brain? You really want to trust me in the kitchen right now? I might burn the house down! Then what will we do?" Robin chuckled and shook his head. She was so adorable when she was playing dumb. He rather liked this side of her.

"Alright, alright, I'll get you something to eat, but you owe me."

"Owe you?"

"Yes," Robin said, motioning to Regina's current position on top of him, indicating that he was slightly worked up.

"Oh, well I suppose I do." She chuckled lightly as she climbed off of him. He sat up and grabbed his robe. She stood on her knees on the bed to watch him in the dark.

"Alright, whatdya want?"

"That's the thing, I don't really know. Surprise me?"

"Oh no, I'm not doing that."

"Please?"

"No, I am not going to hazard a guess as to what you might want to eat, bring it to you and have you throw the plate at my head for bringing you the wrong thing."

"Where would you get an idea like that? I have never done anything like that!"

"Sure, sure, that's what you think. You women are all the same." Regina folded her arms across her chest at that remark.

"You women. Are all the same? You wanna try that again, Mr. Hood?" Robin bit back a grin, adorable, just adorable.

"Alright alright. I'm sorry," he said as he reached to pull her arms down. They didn't budge. She was angry now. "Come on Regina, it was just a joke."

"Yeah, not laughing. I do know something that I find quite hilarious." Robin gulped. "Blue balls." Robin moaned.

"Oh come on Regina! That's not fair!"

"You know what's not fair? This!" She motioned to her stomach that started to take on a little roundness. "This wasn't exactly planned, okay? I am not prepared for late night cravings and, and, and mood swings and swollen feet and puffiness and," she could barely finish as she dissolved into tears. Robin walked up to her and pulled her into is arms.

"Hey, hey, look at me," he cupped her cheeks. "This," he rubbed her stomach, "is wonderful. I am so sorry to give you a hard time about your midnight craving at," he craned his neck to look at the clock on the bedside table. "Three – thirty in the morning." Regina leaned into Robin's shoulder, sniffling. He pulled her back and grabbed her hand, pulling her off the bed.

"What are you doing," she mumbled.

"I'm serious about getting you exactly what you want. I learned a thing or two from Lydia and her midnight cravings. Just come with me. We can look around the fridge. You tell me what you want and I'll make it, whatever it is. Okay?" Regina nodded her head.

"Okay." With her hand in his, Robin led Regina from their bedroom down the hall and to the stairs that led to the kitchen. Robin turned on the light and led Regina to the counter. He pulled open the refrigerator and scanned the contents. There didn't appear to be much food in there at all.

"Regina dear, when was the last time you went grocery shopping?"

"What's today?"

"Today is Tuesday."

"Sunday I think."

"Yeah? Don't you usually buy us enough food to last through the week?" Regina looked a little sheepish before responding.

"Maybe there are some extra hungry people in this house."

"Would these extra hungry people be my wife?"

"I'm not sure what you mean." Robin chuckled.

"We're going to have to rework the grocery list darling. I don't think you realize how much extra food we need. Now, looks like we have eggs and bacon." Regina shook her head.

"No, I don't like the sound of that."

"Okay, how about a turkey and cheese sandwich?"

"Mmmm…no, I don't think I want that either."

"We have some fruit. Berries and honey dew melon?"

"Are you trying to make me vomit in my mouth?"

Robin grumbled under his breath. "Cereal?" Regina stuck out her tongue.

"Ugh. No, I want something warm to eat."

"I can heat up some turkey for you."

"No, I don't want turkey, I already told you that." Robin let the refrigerator door shut. He turned to face Regina.

"Alright, alright. Would you like me to run out to the store and pick you up something?" Regina smiled.

"Would you?"

"Yeah, tell me what you want and I'll get it for you."

"I think I want a big fat juicy cheeseburger. With fries. And cheese sauce. And a strawberry milkshake. No whipped cream and three cherries."

"I don't think they sell that at the store."

"They sell it at Steak N Shake which is twenty – four hours." She smirked. Robin stared at her for minute, trying to gauge how serious she was. There was no hint of a smile that she might be joking. He laughed to himself.

"Alright, alright. Anything else for her majesty while I'm out?" Regina pursed her lips to consider what else she might like to go with her midnight meal.

"Hmmm, nope, can't think of a single thing. Do hurry it up, I'm feeling rather light headed."

"Well, why don't you go lay back down and I'll return as soon as I can." He leaned over to peck her cheek with a kiss.

Robin couldn't believe his luck. He'd had a long day at the sheriff's department to come home to his family. Regina had fed the boys already. They were all gathered in the living room. Roland was watching The Jungle Book while Henry read his comic books. Regina on the other hand had a magazine opened on her chest, while she slept. It seemed once she made her pregnancy public she turned into someone he didn't recognize. It was like learning about a completely different person. He didn't mind. No, they hadn't really talked about having more children because Henry and Roland were enough. The thought hadn't even crossed their minds. In all the months of their dating and the beginning of their marriage, Regina ran a tight ship. He's pretty sure had she not been pregnant the Christmas tree would've been taken down by now and the living room returned to its original state. He's pretty sure she would've waited for him to get home so they could all eat at the dining room table, together. He's pretty sure the boys wouldn't have been watching a movie during a week night, but on the other hand it was still Winter Break, so maybe it was okay for them to veg out in front of the tv all day.

Robin acknowledged the boys on his way upstairs to change for dinner. By the time he returned, wearing a pair of corduroys and an undershirt, Regina was now lightly snoring. He paused for a moment to stare at her before making his way to the kitchen to make himself a plate. He grabbed a beer from the refrigerator and made his way out into the living room where he perched himself on the recliner. Roland's attention for his movie had drifted some as he was now playing with the new LEGO set Emma had gotten him for Christmas. This time he was just making the figurines fly and crash into each other. Regina stirred a little bit on the sofa, causing her magazine to fall to the floor. Henry hazarded a glance to see what had fallen to the floor and continued on with his reading. Despite his long day, Robin loved family moments like this and hoped there were many more in the future.

However, now, now he was a little perturbed. Regina had woken him with false pretenses of heightened libido due to pregnancy hormones. He was nonplussed that she thought nothing of having worked him up only to make him get her a friggin' cheeseburger and fries and a strawberry milkshake at three in the morning. Especially from Steak n Shake where they made all the burgers to order. It was chilly out. It was chilly in his house. He made a mental note to double check the thermostat when he got back home. Regina had been adjusting the temperature down for her comfort level. They argued about it a little before they went to bed. She argued she could only take off but so much clothing to which he remarked she could take off all her clothes and that earned him a punch in the arm. She said he could pull on all the long underwear and pile on all the blankets, on his side of the bed, that he needed for his comfort. He remained steadfast in keeping the thermostat set to sixty - eight degrees,but had a sneaking suspicion she adjusted the temperature back down. So here he was in the drive – thru, going on ten minutes before the car in front of him finally pulled around. Robin checked his phone one last time to make sure Regina hadn't added anything to her order. He ordered her food and also got himself a coffee to help warm his bones. He looked back down at his phone and decided a quick game of Candy Crush in the drive – thru wouldn't hurt.

He made it through two rounds before the drive – thru attendant tapped on his window to let him know the order was ready. He put away his phone, rolled down the window, paid for his order and accepted the food. He sat for a moment, fixing his coffee just the way he liked it. It was four thirty now, he doubted he'd be able to get any kind of sleep at this point. He drove off towards the house he shared with his family on Miflin Street. He pulled into the driveway and gathered the food, coffee and milkshake. He locked the door and headed into the house. It was dark. He supposed Regina went back upstairs to lay down. He walked up the small landing and deposited his keys by the door and kicked off his shoes. He heard a small sigh and saw a light flick on.

"My god it took you long enough."

"Sorry, you know they make the food to order."

"Okay," she pouted out. "Well don't just stand there! Squishy is starving!" Robin chuckled and brought the bag of food over to Regina. She started pulling out the contents, setting them on the coffee table in front of her. He watched as her face went from excitement to frowning.

"Regina love, you okay?"

"Where's my food?"

"What are you talking about? It's right here."

"This isn't what I asked for."

"Sure it is, fries, cheeseburger, strawberry milkshake from Steak n Shake."

"Robin, I very specifically asked for a big fat juicy cheeseburger, with fries and cheese sauce and a strawberry milkshake. No whipped cream and three cherries. What I have here is a cheeseburger, plain fries and strawberry with whipped cream and one cherry." Robin ran his hand down his face. He thought he'd gotten the hang of fulfilling crazy pregnant wife midnight cravings thanks to Lydia. Regina's face then went from having a frown to having tears streak across her cheeks. She choked back a small sob. He went to sit down next her and shifted over a space.

"Don't touch me," she huffed out.

"Regina, love. I'm sorry, I forgot to tell them."

"You don't care."

"Oh you're being ridiculous now. Of course I care! You left me blue balled and I still went out at three in the morning to get you your food." She turned to look at him in disbelief. She scoffed.

"Well so sorry your being blue balled is more important than your unborn child. Why don't you go to the bathroom and look at one of your magazines and relieve yourself, hmm? And don't bother returning to the bedroom. Squishy and I shall sleep alone tonight."

"It's five in the morning. I'm supposed to be up in an hour to get ready for work."

"Well go pick out your clothes now because I don't want you in the room when I get in there." She reached forward to grab the food Robin brought home and stalked off to the kitchen. He threw his hands up and trudged up the stairs to grab his work clothes. Regina was in a mood and there wasn't anything he could do about it.

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