Robin toured the grounds with time to spare, he wondered if Zelena had meant to be so harsh, he knew she was having a hard time coping with being away from the children. He sat on the dry grass on the edge of the forest that they had spent the better part of two days traipsing. It was hard to believe they hated each other a few days ago. Well, at least for Zelena. Robin didn't believe that he had hated Zelena for a long time. He was actually content that Maddie looked so much like her, those blue eyes could make him run through a brick wall to get to her. He also knew if she grew up to look anything like her mother he'd be beating off potential suitors with Zelena's broomstick. He laid back, his mind drifting to thoughts of him and Zelena sitting at a table with Roland and Maddy around them. Dream Robin smiled at Dream Zelena and stretched out his hand to grasp hers tightly, he watched as a grin spread across her face and a loving look in her eyes. He was jolted out of his daydream by a bird squawking in a nearby tree. He smiled, his heart clearly having had made a decision of its own, he liked her. He was falling in love with Zelena Mills, he shook his head chuckling. Who would have thought? He was startled from his thoughts by a loud whistle, he lifted his head to see a figure with a large amount of unruly hair. He raised his hand to block the now setting sun, only to find the figure was Zelena, her hair even more frizzy than usual.

He stood from his position on the ground and walked towards the woman who now had her hand on her hip, displaying her impatience. He chuckled and pointed at her hair,

"What the hell happened to you?" She scowled and smacked him on the arm as he passed her.

"I was in the kitchen, speaking of, I made us dinner. So, go get cleaned up and dressed properly." She sauntered up the staircase, adding an extra sway of her hips as she did. Robin watched her move and smirked, following her up the stairs and moving to the dressing room of the side of the chamber they shared. She heard the door close behind her and her movements quickly became frantic.

What the hell was she going to wear?! Did she want to impress the man that was now changing next door? What was she thinking?! Of course she did, no thanks to her newly untwisted heart. She scrambled to the wardrobe on the other side of the bed and pulled open the doors. She pulled dress after dress out of the cupboard only to toss them on the floor behind her after finding some kind of flaw with each of them, too big, too small, too many buttons, too many frills. Out of the corner of her eye she saw a scrap of velvet, she tugged on the material and a dress came out with it. She grinned, this would do perfectly. She flicked her wrist and the dress magically adorned her body, hugging the curves of her body without as tight that she couldn't breathe. It was an emerald green, naturally, it showed off ample cleavage, the jewels that adorned the neckline didn't distract but rather add to eye-catching-ness of that certain part of her anatomy. Zelena felt a slight blush work its way up her neck to her face at the thought of Robin rendered speechless at the sight of her. The dress hugged her waist and hips and fell straight to the floor. She looked in the mirror, the dress was perfect but the person wearing it lacked finesse. With a flick of her wrist and swirl of green smoke, make up covered her face and highlighted her natural features and her hair was twirled up in a bun, showing of her neck and collarbones. She nodded, finally satisfied with her appearance.

Before leaving the room, she stepped out on the balcony overlooking the land of Oz. Even from this far up she could see the munchkins going about their business, either unaware or uncaring that the wicked witch had taken up residence in her castle again. She strode to the door and peeked out, walking out she stopped by the door to the dressing room,

"Robin, if you're in there, dinner is in the dining room." She heard no response and assumed he had already made his way down, unsurprising as she had taken far too long deciding what to wear. Zelena's heels clacked on the stone floor as she made her way to the dining room. The door was cracked open a soft orange glow came through, she pushed gently on the door and strode into the room. Robin had been busy, the room was aglow with candlelight and the thief stood before the table laden with the food she had carefully prepared earlier that day. He held out a hand and led her to a seat at the end of the table, ever the gentleman, he pulled out her chair and sat to her left. He pulled an enchanted green rose from behind him and presented it to her.

Zelena gasped,

"Oh Robin, it's beautiful." Zelena decided not to mention the fact that this was the first flower she had ever received from an admirer. She had no idea where he had gotten the flower, they only grew in three's sparingly around Oz. He must've picked them up in the gardens around her palace. She smiled at him again before looking around the table and noticing a desert she knew she hadn't made,

"Are those brownies?"

"I remembered you once said you loved brownies, unless I misheard?" Tears pooled in her eyes and threatened to come crumbling down her cheeks.

"No, you're right they are my favourite." Her voice broke halfway through the last word, alarming Robin and caused him to reach out and place a comforting hand on her arm. This was her limit, the tears came pouring down her face and she lifted her free hand to cover her mouth before sobs escaped, her left hand still trapped under Robin's.

"Zelena?! What is it?" She frantically waved of her concern,

"Nothing. It's just…"

"Just what?" Zelena sighed and turned to look him in the eye,

"it's just, no one has ever done anything like this for me. It's oddly wonderful." Robin smiled, relieved,

"You had better get used to it." Zelena smiled and wiped her face, scolding herself for a make up job ruined. She began to pick at different food, Robin followed suit and noticed a plate filled with a certain stew.

"Zelena?"

"Yes?" She asked around a mouthful of mashed potato.

"Is that venison stew?" Zelena blushed and swallowed the potato and nodded. Robin lifted an eyebrow and smirked, "Hmm, my favourite." Zelena's blush reddened further. They ate mostly in silence, breaking it now and then to exchange stories about Roland and Maddy. When they were done eating, Robin stood and held out his hand to the redhead. She smiled, unsure, but took his hand and allowed him to lift her from her seat. What she hadn't expected was for him to pull her closer to him, he wound a hand around her waist and lifted her left up with his right.

"What are you doing?" Zelena asked looking mildly uncomfortable.

"Dancing."

"There's no music."

"Does there have to be?" With that Robin began swaying pulling the woman along with him. Zelena relented and placed her hand on his shoulder and allowed herself to be swayed.

"The potion will be finished by tomorrow morning, we can go home at last." Robin kept swaying,

"That's great, how do we work it?"

"We put the potion in the vial I've left on the desk beside the cauldron, and smash it on the ground and think of where we want to go."

"That simple?"

"Yes, and then we'll be back home with our children." Zelena's eyes widened and her breath hitched, concerned she'd said the now. Robin remained silent and smiled at her words, pulling her closer, reassuring her that her words were not unwanted. Robin pulled back slightly to look her in the eye. He lowered his head and Zelena watched his movements moving back ever so slightly, fear gripping her. Not fear of him but fear of her own feelings. Robin's face was now inches from her own, she pulled her head back and pulled away from the man. She smiled sheepishly, "We should get some sleep, it's a big day tomorrow. Robin sighed and followed slowly, he decided that sleeping in the dressing room would be a better idea tonight, and yet he laid awake in the cold and lonely bed without Zelena. He rubbed his eyes and rolled onto his side hoping to get some sleep at last.