Authors note: I liked last nights episode, not my favorite, but I liked it. The way Regina reacted to the tattoo was exactly like I'd imaged it, and the fact that Robin shot an arrow at her, I just laughed so hard. Neal, yeah I didn't really like him that much so I was more like; 'Okay he's dead... And now?'. Anyhow, here's another chapter for you, hope you like it! ;)

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~ Storybrooke, Present. ~

Regina woke up in the safe embrace of her lover's arms and, if she was being honest, she loved waking up like this.

"Good morning." Robin smiled when he felt Regina move in his arms.

"Good morning." Regina grinned as she kissed him passionately on the lips.

"I see you're in a good mood." He chuckled and wrapped his arms tighter around her middle, feeling the small baby bump against his own stomach.

"I just want a normal morning, like the ones we had just a week ago. Just one." Regina said softly as she buried her face in his neck and nipped at the sensitive skin under his ear.

"We can do that." He grinned and moved them over so Regina was straddling him. "We can absolutely do that." He repeated and moved his fingers to brush the straps of her short nightgown from her shoulders. His eyes locked with her full breasts that now threatened to fall free from their silk confines.

Regina chuckled happily as she sat up and grabbed the bottom of her nightgown to slowly pull it over her head. The silky material was quickly thrown on the ground and forgotten.

She stayed where she was, letting Robin admire the changes that were happening to her body, because of their child growing inside of her.

Their child...

Robin watched in awe as he trailed his fingers over the stretching skin of her abdomen and up to her growing breasts. His thumb brushed over a dark and straining nipple and Regina couldn't stop the moan that left her lips as the action caused arousel to pool in her black lace panties.

Her erotic moan caused his member to grow harder as he licked his lips. She was so beautiful, even more now that she was pregnant.

He moved quickly as he sat up and pulled his shirt over his head, Regina still straddling him. Robin moved back to sit up against the headboard and put his hands behind Regina's thighs to pull her with him. He moved forwards and softly bit her earlobe as Regina released a moan against his neck when their skin connected, her rock hard nipples brushing against the hard muscles of his chest, sending jolts of pleasure to her sex.

"Robin." She breathed softly in his ear and kissed him on the lips. Regina could feel his hardness against her inner thigh and it made her hormones even crazier then they already were. "I need you." She whispered and moved her hands down to his pants. Her tanned and skilled fingers quickly unbuckled his belt and opened his jeans - he had slept in them, Regina realised but then quickly pushed the thought from her mind.

She threw the thick blanket back and got off of him so she could pull his pants and boxers down in one go. The heavy material fell on the ground with a soft thump. Regina slowly pulled her panties off - grinning when she heard Robin groan as she shook her hips - and threw them to the floor also. She resumed her position on top of him and softly took his hardness in her hand.

They let out a loud moan together as Regin sank down onto his hardness.

"Fuck." Regina whimpered softly as she grabbed the headboard with one hand and used the other one to pull Robin in for a passionate kiss that left them both panting afterwards.

Robin groaned as he grabbed her hips in a soft but firm grip and moved her up and down in a slightly slower pace. He wanted this to last as long as possible.

Regina bit down on his shoulder to contain the loud moan that wanted to rip free from her throat when he changed the angle slightly, hitting that spot every thrust.

She felt how one of his hands removed itself from her hip and instead palmed one of her full and sensitive breasts. Her knuckles turned white as she gripped the headboard with both hands and squeezed. That familiar pull was beginning to form in her lower stomach.

"Oh god, Robin." Regina moaned in his ear and moved to sloppily kiss his lips. "So close." She whimpered and buried her head in his shoulder again.

Robin felt her walls tighten around him and he groaned softly as he quickened the pace and thrust into her with new vigor.

Pleasure filled Regina's whole being as her thighs started to tremble and her fingers gripped the headboard so hard, Regina swore she heard a crack coming from the solid material. Her toes curled as her orgasm ripped through her, leaving her panting and shaking as the waves never seemed to stop. She vaguely heard Robin groan underneath her and felt how his hot seed filled her.

She bit down on his shoulder, though loud moans and whimpers still echoed throughout their bedroom.

Her exhausted and spent form dropped tiredly against him and he softly laid her down next to him. That's how they laid there for the next few minutes. Both panting as they tried to get control over their breathing again.

"Wow." Regina breathed softly as she smiled up at her lover. "That was amazing."

Robin chuckled as he softly kissed her lips. "That was absolutely amazing." He grinned and pulled her sweating form against his own. "It'd say this is a pretty normal morning, don't you think?"

Regin chuckled. "It is, dear. Absolutely normal."

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~ Enchanted Forest, Past. ~

The back of her long dark red coat scraped across the cobble stones as Regina walked to the chamber in the northern wing of her castle. That chamber had been used for making potion and practicing magic. At first it had been a secret room that Regina locked with magic seeing that there was a very nosy princess wandering around in this castle, but after she had gotten rid of both Snow and the King, the secret part had been unnecessary.

It was a wild guess to think that Zelena had used the ingredients in that room to make the powerful barrier spell, but it would never hurt to look, would it? And so Regina made her way through the castle, walking quickly as she tried to avoid stumbling into either one of the Charmings.

"Your Majesty?"

Regina sighed inwardly. How come that that thief was always there?

She didn't falter her steps, her heels kept connecting in a fast pace with the stones that resounded in echoes throughout the big hallway.

"Your Majesty?" He tried again and Regina could hear he picked up his pace to keep up with her.

"What is it, thief?" She snapped tiredly.

By the way Regina was reacting to him, Robin could easily pick up that the Queen wanted to forget about everything that had happened yesterday.

But the thing is, Robin didn't.

"You look like you got a lead."

"Maybe, maybe not. That's exactly what I'm trying to find out, so if you could just get back to your band of cavemen-"

"They're called Merry Man."

Regina continued like she hadn't just been interrupted. "-it would be greatly appreciated."

Robin took a deep breath before responding. "Not a chance, Your Majesty. I'm coming with you. What if she comes back?"

Regina finally glanced at him and let out a low chuckle. "And what are you going to do? Kill her with sticks?" She said sarcastically and eyed the bow that was hanging from his shoulder.

"It's at least something, isn't it?" He said without missing a beat. "So, Your Majesty, whether you like it or not, you've got yourself a partner."

"I don't recall ever asking for one."

"Like you'd actually ask." He grinned and ignored the grumble leaving her mouth, one that sounded a lot like 'jackass'.

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"Have you found anything yet?" Robin asked with a sigh as he stretched his back. He eyed the various shapes and colors of the object that were surrounding them with curious eyes.

"No, nothing." Regina sighed. "There's no trace of her here, though I know she's been here, I can feel it." Maybe because she's my sister, my very green sister, Regina thought to herself. She hadn't told anyone that the Wicked Witch was her sister yet, partly because she didn't like the idea of her mother sleeping with some green man - because that must've been why the woman was green, right? - and partly because no one trusted her already, so she could easily guess what they would do when they found out the bad guy was her sister.

She would get a first class seat to her own hanging.

Regina scanned a row of black potions when she felt eyes burning in her back - well to be honest, not her back.

"You know, I've heard many stories about the great and terrible Evil Queen, but from this angle and the things I've seen these past few days, the Evil moniker seems somewhat of an overstatement." He said softly and smiled when Regina turned around. "Bold and audacious perhaps, but not evil."

Regina couldn't stop the smile from forming on her lips, this man was too charming for his own - and her - good. "The name served me well. Fear is... quite an effective tool."

He kept on smiling as he took slow and measured steps, getting closer to her every second.

Regina was so sure he was going to kiss her, and to be completely honest, she was hoping he would. It was strange, but Regina felt an immense pull towards this man. This thief, that was cocky, a little arrogant and maybe even downright brash towards her.

But instead of his lips on hers, his hand reached out next to her as he grabbed the bottle of whiskey from on top of the wooden cupboard. Sure this room had mostly been used as a teaching place for magic, but it had also served quite well for hiding.

"And this? Do you see any trace on this?" He asked with a grin, his face so close to hers, Regina could feel his breath.

"No, there's nothing on it." She said quietly as her eyes remained trained on his lips that were still curled up in a cocky smile.

"Well then." He said and reached for the two glasses that were also standing on top of the cupboard.

"You want to have a drink?" Regina asked incredulously. "Now?"

"I think we deserve it, don't you think? Being attacked by flying monkeys, breaking a barrier spell." He said as he pulled up his sleeves and poured two glasses of the brown liquid.

"I think that those things only apply to me, dear." Regina smiled.

"Okay fine, though I did safe you from those monsters, and I helped you break the barrier, kind off." He chuckled and turned around handing her one glass.

"Whatever makes you sleep at nig-" Regina's words caught in her throat as she stared the lion tattoo on the inside of the man's arm.

That tattoo...

It was unmistakable.

"You need love."

"You're going to help me find a new soul mate?" Regina asked sarcastically as she stared at the fairy with a skeptical look.

"There he is." Tinkerbell said, pointing at the man sitting in the tavern, the only distinct detail about him being the lion tattoo on his arm.

Regina snapped herself from her thoughts, staring straight in Robin's blue and worried eyes.

She didn't pick up the glass.

No, instead she ran.

As fast as she could on her heels, hearing a faint 'Regina?!' coming from behind her, but she ignored it.

She ran away, away from him, from her true love.

And Regina never would've guessed she would do that.

Because true love is what she has always wanted, wasn't it?

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~ Storybrooke, Present. ~

Emma again stared at the almost sleeping woman next to her in the bug. Regina's mouth was slightly hanging open as she rested her head against the cool glass of the window. Emma surpressed the smile that wanted to appear on her mouth when she saw the resemblance between mother and son, Henry slept that way in the car too. And yet, Emma still didn't know how that could be comfortable.

"You're staring again, Emma." Regina murmured, a little irritated as she lifted her head from the glass and rubbed under her eyes with tired movements. Pregnancy was already getting to her. "I can practically feel your eyes burning holes in me, so stop it."

Instead of apologizing Emma just shrugged as she said; "I still don't know why I let you come along, you're pregnant for gods sake and this person that we're after is dangerous. Not to mention the flying monkeys than can carry away men that weigh at least two hundred and forty pounds!" It was actually more to herself than to Regina.

"Maybe because you know I'm the only person with magic in this town on your side now that Rumple is dead." She answered simply, though the thought about her former teacher's death was still uneasy. And Regina couldn't really figure out why, the man hadn't really been nice to her or something. Well, except on those nights, where she'd come back to her bedchamber a hurting and bleeding mess.

But now was not to time to think about things like that.

Now that she'd come to think of it, it would never be the time to think about things like that.

Emma grumbled a vague response that sounded like 'dammit' and reached for the styrofoam cup containing her coffee, that was sitting in the cup holder.

Regina sighed aloud as she began to feel extremely bored again. "So this is actually what you do for a living?" She asked as she traced random patterns over the black fabric of her dress pants with her index finger. Emma smiled slightly because it was nice to know that some things haven't changed. Regina Mills still had her impeccable fashion taste.

"Yeah, this is called a stakeout." She said as she took a generous gulp of the warm and bitter liquid.

"And you never get... bored?"

"Nah." Emma chuckled. "I usually just eat or play Angry Birds on my phone or something when it gets really boring."

"I see." Regina answered softly.

"Wait!" Emma almost yelled which caused Regina to almost jump out of her seat. "I think we got him." Emma smiled as she pointed at the window of Regina's now lit office.

The pair quickly got out off the car and moved to the entrance of Town Hall. Emma reached for her holster and grabbed her gun. She turned around and put her index finger in front of her lips, gesturing Regina to be as silent as possible.

Though Regina's only answer was a sarcastic roll of her brown eyes.

Typical...

"Stay where you are!" Emma yelled as she kicked in the door and stormed in, gun held in front of her, ready to shoot if necessary. Regina followed the blonde, allowing herself a second to be angry about her door - though she knew she could repair it easily - and also held her hands in front of her. Purple smoke swirling around her leather glove clad hands.

"Nothing!" Emma said frustrated as she eyed the now destroyed science set that Regina had used to try to replicate the potion. Regina sighed as she stepped around the blonde and caught the last sight of green smoke disappearing. The weels in her mind started to spin immediately.

"Wait, not nothing." She said softly and then turned to the blonde, who was looking at her like she had two heads.

"What do you mean?" Emma questioned as she put the gun back in the holster on her hip.

"Seriously?" Regina asked with a grin. "Green smoke, flying monkeys. You still don't get it?"

Emma furrowed her brows in thought. To be honest, that did sounded like something she'd read about when she was young. In a book probably... "You're trying to say that the Wicked Witch of the West is after us?" She asked sarcastically.

Regina just lifted a perfectly manicured brow in response.

"Seriously?" Emma asked incredulously. "She exists?"

"You're the daughter of Snow White and Prince Charming, dear. When are you going to learn that assuming every story is real, is probably the best guess?" Regina asked with a smile, though it quickly fell. "Though it's not good that she is the one that's after us."

"Why?"

"Because she's very powerful." Regina said calmly, though Emma could easily tell she was worried sick by the way she rubbed her stomach.

"Can't we just throw a bucket of water at her? Or drop a house on her?" Emma asked in a hopeful voice.

"I'm not even going to answer that."

"It was worth a try."

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"I found something." David said as he crouched down on the floor, pointing at some red and sticky substance on the tasteful black and white floor of Regina's office.

"Is that blood?" Emma asked as she took a step closer to have a better look.

David stuck his finger in the substance and brought it up to his nose. "It's berry."

"The fruit?"

"Yeah, these are holly berries, they grow on bushes." David said as he eyed the red substance on his finger.

"Are you some sort of botanist in this land, mate?"

David shook his head. "I worked in an animal shelter, I saw dogs eat them all the time. These bushes grow in the woods."

"You know where?" Emma asked quickly.

"Yes, they grow in the north west corner, not far from the toll-bridge."

"Well let's go and have a look then shall we?" Hook asked with a grin.

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"Mommy, help me!" Roland yelled with a giggle and ran towards his mother. He hid behind her legs, burying his head in the back of her thighs.

"I'm going to get you!" Regina heard Robin yell and she could already guess what was happening. "That's not fair! You're hiding behind a Queen." Robin in chuckled, stepping closer to the brunette and wrapping his arms around her expanding waist.

"I'm glad to see you're afraid of me." Regina chuckled as she softly kissed him on his lips.

"Oh, I am terrified Your Majesty." He grinned.

"Yay, I won!" Roland said with a proud smile as he released Regina's legs and instead put his arms up. Robin swooped him up in one go and kissed his forehead.

"That's right, little man. You won, fair and square. I can't win when you're being protected by your mother."

"Which is most of the time, so be careful Hood." Regina smiled.

A comfortable silence fell between parents and son, but it was quickly interrupted by the sound of Regina's phone.

"A Mayor's job is never done." Regina sighed as she grabbed her phone. "Regina Mills."

"I still think tose things awe strange, daddy." Roland said softly as he buried his face in his father's neck.

"I know, Roland." Robin chuckled. "Those phone things are still strange."

"And?" He asked once Regina had put her phone away again.

"Emma and Hook found a farm, that is - or now probably was, where the Wicked Witch has been hiding." Regina sighed. "There was also an old storm cellar, but they can't get it open, so they asked me to open it tomorrow."

"Alright, I'll come with you then." He stated and put Roland down.

"Robin, that's completely unnecesary. I can handle it myself." Regina objected.

"But it's not only you, Regina. You're pregnant, our child is inside of you, so I'm coming with you whether you like it or not."

Regina huffed as she wrapped her arms around his neck. "You know, I do like it when you're bossy."

"Like I wasn't aware of that already." Robin chuckled.

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"I see you brought your boyfriend." Emma grinned smugly.

Regina huffed. "I see you brought yours." She responded, signaling towards Hook.

"Ladies, ladies, no fighting." Robin grinned.

"Let's just take a look at this cellar, shall we dear?"

"What the hell?!" Emma asked in shock as she stared at the now destroyed padlock. "It was not busted yesterday."

"That doesn't promise anything good." Charming said as he grabbed the hilt of his sword tighter.

"Everyone ready?" Emma asked as she pulled the gun from her holster.

Regina nodded as she summoned her magic towards the tips of her fingers. She couldn't help but take a quick glance towards Robin, who was standing next to her, straining an arrow in his bow. Regina couldn't deny that he looked extremely hot doing it. Robin must've seen her look because he quickly winked at her.

Dammit, Regina scolded herself. No need to blush like some teenage girl.

Emma grabbed the handle and pulled the door open. The cellar was dark when all five people slowly made their was down the steep stairs. Regina felt her skin started to tingle the further she descended. "There's definitely dark magic in here."

David switched on the light, bathing the dark cellar in yellowish light as five pairs of shocked eyes stared at the now empty cage in front of them. The door was open and the only sign that someone has been trapped here was a single spinning wheel, standing in the center of the cage.

It wasn't hard to guess who it was that had been trapped down here in this musky place.

Because there was only one that could spin straw into gold.

And his name is Rumplestiltskin...

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