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Chapter 7:Week 2- Ride Free

You're not alone
Together we stand
I'll be by your side
You know I'll take your hand
When it gets cold

And it feels like the end
There's no place to go
You know I won't give in
No, I won't give in

Keep holding on
'Cause you know we'll make it through
We'll make it through
Just stay strong
'Cause you know I'm here for you
I'm here for you
There's nothing you could say
Nothing you could do
There's no other way when it comes to the truth
So keep holding on
'Cause you know we'll make it through
We'll make it through

Avril Levine-Keep Holding On

Granny's was busy as ever on Saturday for the AM breakfast rush. Red and other waitresses were running around taking orders, refilling coffee mugs, and serving more eggs than an actual hen house could actually house. Forks and knives clinked against dishes as the patrons ate while their conversations and laughing ricocheted off the 80's themed walls.

Sipping on her own cup of coffee and munching on her brown sugar oatmeal, Regina waited for her "new friend" to make his appearance. He was late this time for whatever rendezvous he had planned for today. Again, he had yet to tell her what they were doing on this Saturday. Her hatred of surprises hadn't changed but she figured what she have to lose. If she is honest with herself, she also enjoyed spending time with Rob, but she would never admit that to him.

Henry was with Emma today and the last thing she wanted to do was stay in that big mansion by herself. During the week, Henry made being in the big house bearable and they seemed to develop a sort of routine for the summer. While he slept in, she got ready and headed into work a little earlier so she wouldn't have to stay in the office so late. Being 13, Henry was old enough to stay in the house by himself. So he would get up and go hang about Granny's, the library, or hang out with his friends whom he hasn't spent a lot time with due to everything that happened in town. Then every afternoon he would meet her for lunch.

Regina knew Henry was worried about her and she appreciated that but he needed time to be a kid. So she would always shoo him away with a small smile after lunch to spend time just being a teenage kid; however, she always left the office 3 PM to go home. Since she came into this world, she always had a love for cooking. So after work, she would always come home to prepare dinner that they would share that evening.

Staying busy with Henry helped her to cope throughout the day. That sharp pain was dulled to something manageable to help her get through the day. Rob even was a big help as they talked and texted throughout the days and evenings during the week. Nights, on the other hand, were the hardest. For whatever reason, she was always cold and the pain of not having Robin around was sharpest around this time. That's when she felt him missing the most. The whispered conversations, kisses, hugs, and the intimacy were no longer there. Honestly, what she missed the most is his reassurances, just having someone to tell the events of her day, and him actually caring.

"Regina!" She jumped at Snow's voice, not realizing someone was there.

"God snow, do you always have to sneak up on people and scare them to death." Regina scolded as she picked up her coffee and took a sip.

"Sorry." Snow replied as she leaned against the booth Regina was seated in. "How are you? We haven't really heard from you all week."

"Fine." Regina said, waving her off with her hand.

"Henry with Emma already? Want us to join you for breakfast?"

Ready to reject her invitation, Regina was about to reply when someone spoke ahead of her.

"I don't think that will be necessary." Rob interjected as he too leaned against the booth, looking smooth in his black button down shirt, leather jacket, dark wash jeans, and what looked to be black motorcycle riding boots. "We had plans to meet for breakfast and I was running just a bit late. Sorry about that." He apologized as he looked towards Regina.

" . Well you two enjoy your breakfast." A little shocked, she then turned away and went to join David at another table.

"Thanks." Regina whispered to Rob after Snow walked away. "The last thing I need is to watch them make "gaga" eyes at each other."

"I think they should realize you don't want to be 3rd wheel on their breakfast date. It's not a problem." Rob said as he reached to steal a strawberry from her oatmeal. "What are friends for?" As he was chewing, one of his infamous smug smiles crept over his lips.

"You are still so irritating." Regina spat back as rolled her eyes and took another spoonful of oatmeal and swallowed. "And get your own breakfast!"

Chuckling at her, rob grabbed the menu and started to peruse his options. "Any recommendations, your majesty?"

Taking a moment, she pondered his question and knew her answer without a doubt. "The apple pancakes."

He nodded. "Then apple pancakes it is." As he agreed, he dropped the menu and waited for the waitress to come over.

"So, can you tell me what we are doing today yet?"

"Patience is a virtue, Regina." He answered with a wink

Rolling her eyes again, she responded. "I don't have much patience Outlaw."

"That's apparent. I think a hungry puppy has more patience than you." He teased back at her.

Scoffing, she threw her napkin at his face and he laughed at her expense with the scowl she now wore on her face.

" . I will say this, today may be a little more out of your comfort zone but, in the end, I think you'll enjoy it."

"Not even one little clue?"

"hmmmmm…ok. I'll say this. Last week you showed me how you ride; now I'll show you how I ride."

With a tilt of her head and raised eyebrow, Regina was intrigued.

After breakfast, he led her outside and waiting parked by the curb was his motorcycle. As he looked at her, he smiled and then made his way to mount the bike.

"nuh uh. Nope. Not happening." She sternly said as she crossed her arms in defiance.

Knowing this was going to happen, he snorted and shook his head towards her. "Come on. You ride those temperamental horses that could get spooked at any moment and throw you. I've actually been driving one of these for years. We had them in the Land of Untold Stories."

Raising her brow, Regina was still clearly unconvinced.

"I have more control over this than your Blackjack, even though he is a wonderful horse with you. I promise I'll keep you safe." He paused a moment to let her contemplate things before he continued. "I even got this made for you earlier in the week." Reaching into the small hatch of the motorcycle, he withdrew her own personalized motorcycle helmet. Spray painted on the front was a golden crown that was complemented by the violet, cursive writing of her name on the back.

Reaching out the helmet and shaking it at her, he continued to try and convince her to join him. "Come on. You think you feel free when you ride Blackjack, wait until how free you feel when you ride on this."

Regina sighed as he looked towards him with a tilt of her head as she seemed to reflect on his invitation. "Fine, but I am NOT wearing that bucket on my head."

"It's the law." Rob replied with a raise of one eyebrow as he held the helmet out to her again

"Since when do you care about the law?" With yet another roll of her eyes, she made her way towards him and gestured towards her clothing that consisted of her black, leather Moto jacket, T shirt, skinny jeans, and flat riding boots to match. "So I guess this is why I am dressed like one of the Hell's Angels."

"I think it suits you." He tried to charm her as she took the helmet and fastened it over her french braided hair.

"Right, ever the charmer" She scoffed in sarcasm as she mounted the bike in the passenger seat behind him, unsure of where to put her hands.

"Wrap your hands around my waist. It will be easiest for you to hold on." He directed her and she proceeded to do as told. "Just keep your hands chaste, your majesty. No funny business." He needled at her and she pinched him in reply. To which he yelped and then laughed.

"Oh did you bring the scroll?" He asked her to which she nodded her head in conferment. "Great. Because we are ditching this town for the day. Ya ready?"

"lets do this." She replied, a little nervousness behind her answer.

AS he started the bike and revved the engine, Henry ran up to them with Hooke and Emma no far behind. "Mom where are you going? And on that?" he asked.

"Going riding apparently." She answered with a shrug of her shoulders nonchalantly.

"You'll keep her safe." Henry asked Rob, concern painted in his voice.

"You bet bud." Rob answered him with confidence. "I'll protect her with my life. I'm Rob by the way."

With a smile, Henry nodded at rob and shook his hand, glad to see that someone else had her back.

"Have a good day with Emma, Henry. I will see you tomorrow." Regina told him before Rob revved the engine, put the bike into gear, and sped off with a squeal of delight from Regina.

"Awesome." Henry beamed as he watched them take off.

With the wind whipping into their faces, Rob jetted off and took them through the streets of Storybrooke. Tightening her grip on Rob, Regina watched in awe as the houses began to blur together as they sped by. Eventually the houses slowly morphed into the trees of the forest as they made their way to the town line with the leaving Stroybrooke sign coming into view

Nervous as what might happen once they crossed; Regina held her breath until they passed by the sign. Once they did, nothing happened. Neither of them forgot who they were, froze, turned into trees, and they had the scroll to get back into town. Relaxing into her seat, they both rode silently as Rob continued on through the forest with each type of tree or wildflower blurring together, creating a sea of different greens, browns, and whatever flower was interspersed between them.

After awhile, the deep forest became more sparse and opened up to a meadow filled with tall grasses and the flowers of the summer that seemed to go on for miles. The meadow then thinned out and they passed farm land after farm land with every animal you could imagine. There were more cows than anyone would count, sheep meandering through their pasture, horses ran and whinnied next to them as they zoomed by, and pigs rolled happily in the mud, not distracted by the roar of the motorcycle what so ever.

Next came the lakes, so clear it reflected the blue sky and spruces surrounding it making mirror images of each other. Mountains stood erect high in the background as the perfect back drop. It all looked like something from a painting.

After they passed the lake, the forest of Maine took again for a few miles. Had it been fall, they would be surrounded by the flaming colors of oranges, reds, and yellows. Yet it was the middle of summer and the trees were adorned with healthy green leaves, all molding together as they skyrocketed by. Rob was clearly not worried about the speed limit. Then again, he was an outlaw.

Soon, the forest thinned again to reveal the shores and beaches of Maine. The waves beat against the rocks before the earth changed to the soft sand where vacationers could be seeing enjoying all that the Maine summer had to offer. Parents could be seen sipping their drinks and lounging as they watched their kids playing in the sand or boogey boarding in the water. Couples could be seen casually walking along the shore as they held hands. Further out in the water, fishing boats could be seen, probably hoping to catch Maine's finest lobster or fish.

The beach ran for a few miles before the sand turned into large rocks again that jutted out over the water. On this side of the beach, a beautiful old lighthouse stood on a small shore behind the rocks with several docks leading into the water for people who wanted to enjoy the view or fish from the safety of them.

Rob continued on and showed no signs of slowing down. Inwardly, Regina wondered what he had planned. Did he want to ride all day or did he have plans to stop somewhere. He was right that riding on the motorcycle was freeing, if not more so than riding a horse. The roar of the motor was oddly relaxing.

After about 20 more miles, they came through a small town much like Storybrooke where mom and pop stores sold the essentials and everyone knew each other in town. Once they reached the outskirts of town, Rob slowed down as he they approached an old wooden structure that was a bar called Big Mike's. He turned in and parked the bike into an open space.

Regina gawked at the rundown, old bar. "This is where we are going?" She asked with apprehension in her voice.

"This is a good place. Trust me. Good food, apparently a good selection of music ranging from old rock music to country, and all are welcome."

"How do you know all of this?" Her voice was dripping with suspect as she got off the bike, took off her helmet, and smoothed her hair down.

Rob chuckled as he followed suit and also got off the bike and removed his helmet. "This world has something called Yelp. Someone said this in something called a review."

Sniggering, Regina put her helmet in the hatch. "I do know about that yes." Pausing, she looked towards the building again, contemplating if this was a good idea. But rob said it had good reviews and hell, at this point, what do they have to lose. If it sucks, they can just leave. "Alright Outlaw. It's your head if this blows. Lets go. I am parched."

Nodding his head, Rob followed as they made their way into the bar. The cool air of the conditioner blasted their faces and the loud music and chatter assaulted their ears as they opened the door. For early in a Saturday afternoon, the place was hopping. Most tables were taken as people sipped on their drinks, talked animatedly with one another, and nibbled on whatever piece of fried heaven they ordered. A group of bikers relaxed in the corner as they cooled down and refueled before they began to ride again. Men and women both crowded around the open spaces at the bar to order their next drink while the people sitting enjoyed whatever sports show was on the television. The dance floor was crowded with people whooping, couples dancing together, gaggles of girls dancing in a group, and some men watching on trying to be brave enough to ask them to dance.

Glancing around, Rob saw a small table for two and led Regina towards it. Pulling out a chair, he let Regina sit down.

"Oh a gentleman I see. Who knew an outlaw had it in him." She teased him as she looked at him over his shoulder.

"I'm just full of surprises, your majesty. Now, what can I get you to drink?"

"I think you should know by now. Whiskey on the rocks."

"Right of course." He laughed before he made his way to the bar. "I'll get us drinks while you look over the menu for anything good to eat."

Regina watched as he made his way through the crowd and wriggled his way through to the bar to get their drinks. While she waited for him to come back, she took off her coat, hung it over the chair, and then picked up the menu to look at what was available to order.

After a few minutes, he came back and placed her drink on the table as he sat down. "Anything look good?" He asked.

She shrugged her shoulders while she grimaced and took a sip of her drink. "Your typical bar food. I'm not very hungry as of yet."

"Alright." He replied as he too took a sip of his drink and turned to glance at the dance floor. Then an idea popped up in his head and turned back towards Regina with a lopsided grin on his face. "I think I know just how to work up an appetite, your majesty."

"And what's that?" She asked as she tipped her head in curiosity.

"I say we hit the dance floor!"

"Nope. Nu huh. Not happening." Regina shook her head in opposition as she sipped her drink.

"Come on it'll be fun."

"Not for me. I can't dance." She shyly admitted to him.

"Neither can I. We can look ridiculous together. Come on!." He then proceeded to stand up and held out his hand to her. She just stayed in her seat stubbornly. "ok I'll make this deal. I'll dance and If I can't make you laugh, you don't have to dance. But If I make you laugh, you have to dance with me."

With a furrow of her brow, she ruminated his offer, knowing it took her a lot to smile these days—let alone make her laugh. "Ok outlaw." With her answer, she took his hand and let him lead her to the dance floor. Just as they reached it, the song they were playing ended and a new one began to start. Timber by Kesha began to blare through the speakers.

"oh man. I love this song!" Rob whooped as the song began with it's instrumental intro.

With her arms crossed in front of her, Regina watched as Rob began to dance—well try to dance. His arms and legs began to flail in what he thought was in time to music. His hips just wriggled faster out of time as the music began to pick up. This continued for a few more seconds of the song and as time went on it looked like he was having a seizure rather than dancing. It was rather a funny site. Biting her lip, she had to keep from laughing. Trying to win the bet, Rob kept making funny faces while he was dancing; however, Regina was ever so stubborn and held strong as he continued with his ridiculous dance moves.

Until Rob decided to get fancy and tried to do a slick turn. Whether the floor was wet or he tripped over his own two feet, she will never know. Either way, he ended up falling straight onto his ass and then somehow tumbled over onto his front. Regina puffed out a laugh but put her palm over her mouth to try to squash it, but it quickly was a lost battle once he was fully flat on his arse.

Unable to hold it back any longer, An open mouthed, deep belly laugh that echoed off the bar walls escaped from Regina. She bent over as she was unable to control her laughter anymore. Laughing so much, her abdomen began to hurt. At some point, Rob made it to a sitting position with his knees flexed and elbows resting on them and he watched in amusement at Regina's glee.

Once she was able to control herself, she was red with something mixed with laughter and embarrassment as she realized how loud her laughing was. Covering her mouth with her forearm, she continued to chuckle as she looked at him.

"You lose majesty." He looked towards her as he got to his feet. "A deal is a deal." After that he reached his hand out in order to lead her on the dance floor.

With a roll of her eyes, she took his hand reluctantly. Maybe it was time for her to just have some fun. "Fine. It's not like I'll ever see these people again anyways."

So for the next few hours they danced horribly together and they laughed. A range of music played on the stereo, everything from rock to pop to country. With the other people on the dance floor, they lined danced, two stepped, did the thriller, do see dosed, and did other popular dances. When they got tired, they took a break and shared burgers and sweet potato fries. After toasting with a shot, they went back to flailing on the dance floor together. In a moment, everything seemed to slow down for a minute as her and Rob danced around, she couldn't remember another time where she had this much fun and just let go, not caring about anyone's criticisms or judgments. Well, there were other times and that was with Robin.

After sometime she got tired and decided she needed a break and walked off the dance floor to slump in a chair. Within a few moments, as she was wiping her brow, Rob smacked down another whiskey in front of her and had a glass of water for himself. Apparently he had needed a break too. "Only water, outlaw?" she teased him as he knew he was just trying to be responsible since he was driving.

"I did promise your boy I would keep you safe." Pausing a moment, he took a sip of his water before he continued his thought. "You're precious cargo."

His sentiment seemed very sincere and she appreciated that he seemed to generally care about her. Not many people really seemed to and herself loathing always came through as she scoffed as she raised her brow and looked down. "Right, such precious cargo—the Evil Queen."

"Regina…look at me." Ever so stubborn, she wouldn't look up so he knocked his fist against the table to get her to look at him. With a flip of her fringe that fell from her braid, she meets his empathetic look. "I too know what it's like to feel nothing but self loathing and I hope one day you realize your worth because your boy, family, friends, me, and of course your Robin saw it."

Fidgeting in her seat, Regina clearly was becoming uncomfortable as he seemed to read right through her. There is only one other person who could do that and he had died for her—no because of her. "Maybe." She mumbled in reply, wanting to skip this conversation all together.

Not oblivious to her discomfort, rob just nodded and backed off from the conversation. The two sat in silence after that for awhile until Rob happened to glance down at his watch, his eyes going wide in surprise. "Oh my god I didn't realize the time." He said quickly as he got up and threw his coat back on over his long sleeve button down. Then he went around and slid out Regina's chair. "Come on, there's something I want to show you and it's a must see. It's sort of a time sensitive matter."

Regina peered over her shoulder at rob as he helped her put her moto jacket back on. "Where are we going now? Let me guess, you can't tell me either?" exacerbation coated her words.

"Nope. For me to know and for you to find out." He replied as she shook her head in annoyance and then he proceeded to lead them back outside. Hours had clearly passed as it looked like the sun would be setting soon. After they had both clicked their helmets in place, they mounted the bike. "Hang on your majesty, brace yourself." With that he zoomed off back through the little town and onto the road that lead through the forest

The trees started to thin out and she could tell they were heading back to the shore of the ocean. "We're going back to the water?" She yelled over the roar of the engine in question.

"Yup!" He shouted back towards her. "You thought it was gorgeous was before. Wait until you see it now. It's nothing like you've ever seen. True magic." Just another mile up the road, the rocks of the shore came into view followed by the docks and lighthouse. Rob turned on the gravel road that led down to the beach that ran adjacent to the dock said lighthouse. That was when everything came into view.

The sun and its colors surrounding it were indeed gorgeous and magical. Bright yellows turned into warm oranges that morphed into fiery hues of red and then petal pinks. Just beyond that, with the mix of clouds, there seemed to be a violet hue that surrounded the periphery of the other colors. It was indeed picturesque.

Too engrossed by the display in front of her, Regina hadn't even realized that rob stopped the bike and had gotten off until he cleared his throat. So Regina then got off, took off her helmet, placed it in the hatch, and followed Rob as they made their way to the end of the dock. The ocean waves were out in front of them with the lighthouse to their left and the shore to their back and right. The waves lapped at the legs of the dock before they crashed into the rocks and sand behind them. Seagulls squawked as they flew overhead with the wind driving through their flapping winds. That same wind brushed across their faces as it carried the scent of the brackish waters through their senses.

Standing on the end of the dock, they leaned against the railing on their elbows as they took in the site before them without a word. Maybe the silent comfort is what they both needed. Especially Regina, because in this moment all she could think about was Robin and how she wished he was here. With a deep breath, she closed her eyes and tried to hold back the tears but it was a lost cause as once escaped and cascaded down her cheek, leaving it's track as evidence she could not deny. Of course, Rob was not obtuse and noticed. It was when he took his forefinger and gently wiped the tear away in an upsweeping motion that caused her to look over at him, obvious friendly concern on his face. "You alright?" he asked in a whisper.

"No...I'm not, alright…And I don't know if I will ever be alright." She answered more honestly than she intended to. For the most part it just slipped out. Maybe she was just tired of holding everything in and pretending to be ok because she wasn't. Rob, her son, and friends—when she could stomach them—served as a good distraction throughout the day but nights were when she fell apart. Nights spent alone in a cold and empty bed were the worst.

"What's going through that pretty little head of yours?" He asked, giving her the chance to open up if she wanted to. "Like I said Regina, I'm here for you. It's not good for you to keep everything in and to yourself. You'll receive no judgment from me and I'll never be one to think you weak." He said sincerely, and that seemed to get her attention as he watched her take a deep breath.

"Seeing this and knowing such beauty exists makes me want to believe that God, or Gods, exist too. If they do, then maybe Hades lied because why would the Gods create something that would obliterate someone's soul out of existence if they created something this breathtaking. Especially someone's soul as good and decent as robin's was." Tears began to stream uncontrollably down her face and that this point and she had to take a choking breath before she continued. "It makes me want to believe that Hades lied and Robin is in a better place. It's not fair that such a decent man was obliterated, as if he never existed"

At this point Regina sniffed back more tears as Rob put an arm around her shoulders in comfort before he let her continue to talk, looking out towards the sunset. "It's not fair that two children will grow up fatherless. It's not fair that his Merry Men lost a brother. It's not fair that he died because of my karma and paid the price for my karma and loving me. He died because he loved me. My love is toxic."

At that last statement, Rob abruptly took her by the shoulders and turned her towards him. "You look at me when I say this to you, Regina Mills." Ever so stubborn, Regina kept her gaze over the ocean water. Getting frustrated, Rob shook her lightly by the shoulders and that got her attention and she turned her head towards him. "Your love is not toxic. Robin didn't die because he loved you. He died to protect you because he thought you were worth protecting."

With a shake of her head, Regina batted the tears away as she gulped down the lump forming in her throat. "I'm not worth it. Not when he has left behind his two children and his men. It should have been me repaying my own karma. Not him."

Rob squeezed her shoulders in comfort. "I highly doubt he would agree with the part about you not being worth that sacrifice. And—"

Regina cut him off quickly. "He probable hates me…if his soul still exists"

"That I am sure is quite untrue and his saving you was an act of true love Regina. How can that not be rewarded?"

Shrugging her shoulders, Regina looked up at him in defeat, not knowing how to respond and wondering if that could be a possibility. Not removing her gaze from his, Regina looked at Rob intently as he went on to ask her a question. "As far as karma goes, do you not think it possible that maybe Robin had some of his own karma to repay?"

"What do you mean?" Regina asked with a confused scrunch of her face, unsure what he was getting at.

"No one is perfect, Regina. We all have darkness in our past. No one goes unscathed and In our worlds' most had blood on their hands. Did he ever tell you of his past?"

Regina grimaced at his question as she answered. "There was a time he alluded to something but we never got around to talking about it with all the crap that went on. There was a lot we didn't get to talk about." Right then another tear slipped out as Regina thought about all they never got to talk about, all they never got to do, and all they never will do together. They never even got the chance to just be.

"Maybe one day you'll learn and see that he had his own price to pay and that certainly was not for loving you." He paused a moment as he took her hand in his and gave it a gentle squeeze in comfort. "If there's one thing I do think, is that he's with you always, right here." He takes his finger and points to her heart. "He exists there, always will, and he exists in his children and his friends. No magic can take that away.

Regina just scrunches her face to keep herself from crying because he was right about that, she would never forget him and she would make sure his children knew of him, especially his daughter. Roland will always know of him through the Merry Men. Rob then stepped forward and pulled her by the hand he was clutching into a contented hug. "One last thing I know—"

"You sure know a lot. Quite sure of yourself, Outlaw." Regina quipped at him as Rob chuckled, glad to see her sass returning.

"I know this because I would want the same thing for someone I love." He paused as he swallowed and rubber her back in a friendly manner. "Even if I weren't around, I would want them to be happy and I am sure that is what your Robin would want for you."

Regina pulled back with a sad smile. "That doesn't feel possible. Not truly. Not completely." It could never be complete because Robin was supposed to be a part of her happy ending. Without him, she wasn't sure she would ever feel completely at home in the world.

Cupping her chin with his forefinger and thumb, he responded to her with sincerity in his voice. "Take solace in your family and son. And as I said before, I am here for you too as a friend. Keep holding on, stay strong, and keep your chin up because someday there will be happiness again." His hand gently cupped her cheek as he wiped away the remnants of her tear tracks.

"You can't promise that." Responding with defeat in her voice, she looked back towards the water and leaned against the railing of the dock, obviously wanting this conversation to end.

"No but I can sure as hell try to make you smile and be there whether you need to talk or a distraction. I think I am doing a good job of that so far" He replied replied smugly as she rolled her eyes at him and then proceeded to affably drape his arm over her shoulders as he pointed with his chin towards the sunset. "Just wait a few more minutes, and then the real magic happens. I have never seen anything like it."

So they stood in amicable silence until the sun was just barely above the shore line and what she saw had her jaw dropping. For just a quick moment, the sky glowed this beautiful enchanting purple before the sun finally descended and the navy blue of the nighttime sky with sprinkles of stars took over. A smile took over Regina's face. "Wow."

"See I told you—Magical."

"How did you know about this?" she asked

Rob shrugged his shoulders lightly and said matter of factly. "Google." To which Regina just chuckled in response.

"Come on your majesty, better be getting you home. It's getting late and we still have a little bit of ride back to Storybrooke."

So they casually made their way back to the bike and settled in for the ride home but Regina's interest had been peaked while they talked on the dock and she just had to ask before they began their ride. "You said that most have darkness in their past and blood on their hands…Do you?"

"Yes." He stated simply and started the engine before Regina could ask him for further details. After revving the engine, he then sped up the gravel that led to the main road that would take them home.

The whole ride home, Regina was curious as to what Rob's past contained. He seemed uneasy about sharing and she could more than understand that. But maybe one day, he would feel comfortable enough to share. For now, his story was still untold.

As always please feel free to review. They are gold. Pleeeeaaassseeee! I'm gonna try to update soon but don't know when that will be as I work more this week and I will be away for the holiday. Maaaaaybe Thursday if I get some time to write over the next few days. If not then probably after the holidays.

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