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"Great!" Regina sighed. She had no choice but to stand still. Evidently her unborn child wanted her to talk to her its father.
"Are you ok?" Robin asked. He had watched her as he thought she was about to walk away from him but all of a sudden she had stopped.
"I'm fine, so say what you want to say to me. Believe it or not, I didn't plan my day around standing here talking to you," Regina said. Just because her baby was forcing her to listen, didn't mean she couldn't move it along a bit.
"Regina, I know this has been very hard on you, and the last thing I wanted to do was not be there for you," Robin said as he shuffled his feet trying to explain why he had not been around. "But I had to try to get Marian adjusted to her new life here."
"Her life here with you. Yeah, I got it. Anything else?" Regina asked.
"I owe her. I am still her husband now that she is alive. I can't just abandon her, she is Roland's mother and I have an obligation to her to help her."
"That's fine," she shrugged as if it didn't matter to her in the least. "You are going to help her adjust and then pick daffodils with her before riding off into the sunset. I got it." Regina wanted to be anywhere but here having this talk. She tried to walk away again, but her little one was not letting her move an inch.
"Is there a problem with your feet?" Robin asked. He had seen her trying to move and was intrigued but concerned by her lack of progress.
"No, no problem what so ever," Regina answered firmly. She would remember this day when her child wanted to learn to drive one day.
"Then why does it seem your feet are glued to the sidewalk?" Robin asked knowing something was off. "It reminds me of the time in your castle when you froze mine to your floor." Robin said, a smile on his face remembering that day.
"Look, I have better things to do then go down memory lane thief," Regina said hoping her sarcasm would distract him from her problem.
"For the record, I like our memories. Our first kiss in the woods, the first time we made love to each other." Robin's voice was soft with memory. He knew that day would stay etched in his mind as long as he lived.
"Oh yes, and then there was day your wife came back and you pushed me aside like I was nothing," Regina said her hurt evident in those words.
"I am trying to explain myself to you. I am not giving up on you, on us," Robin swore to her. "This isn't our time now. I have to give Marian time to come to grips with the fact that what we shared was very beautiful but it is over," Robin said. He had plans in his mind that when he thought Marian was strong enough to handle the truth, he would break it to her very gently that he was no longer in love with her.
"And how long did you expect me to just sit and twiddle my thumbs, Robin? A month? Three months? A year?" Regina asked sharply. "I am not going to just sit here and wait on someone to decide between me and his wife." Regina said as she felt a surge of magic inside of her. Clearly her child didn't like that statement.
"So that's it? You're just going to give up on us?" Robin asked as he walked up to her and put his hands on her shoulders. He felt her shudder at his touch.
"You think it's fair for me to just wait on you?" Regina asked as tears came to her eyes as much as she tried to hold them back.
"None of this whole situation is fair," Robin frowned. "It's not fair that the woman I am in love with is hurting so much because of me. It's not fair that my wife was brought back from the dead, but she is here. I am going to help her get settled in this realm, but as soon as I can I will tell her everything."
Though he knew it had to be done, Robin would take no joy in letting Marian know their marriage was doomed. It had died the day she had.
"Well, I won't be holding my breath," Regina rolled her eyes, trying to avoid his eyes. His stare was so intense that it made her feel as if he was seeing into her very soul.
"Then hold onto this," Robin said as his head lowered and his lips attached to hers. This was the first time there had been this much contact since that awful night at the diner. Her lips were so hungry for his, as if she was in a desert and he was the water she desperately needed to survive.
His hands had moved from her shoulders to her hair, his fingers caressed their way through her dark locks. He had missed so many things about her, even the little things like the feel of her hair in his hands, the way her mouth felt on his when she kissed him, and the way her hands made their way to his back and pulled him closer to her. And then there was the sounds that came from the back of her mouth as she responded to him, it was the most addictive thing he had ever heard.
She had always felt that something was missing in her life and until Robin had come into it, she had not known what it was. Tink had been right, she was missing Love. She loved being in his arms. She loved being kissed by him. But most of all she loved HIM. She had never felt like he was someone who would run to her rescue, but someone who would fight along with her.
His hands moved from her hair, one went to the back of her neck holding her in place while the other went to her back and pulled her closer to him. They had missed each other dreadfully. Anyone would have to be blind to miss that fact. Robin's heart had been crying out since that night at the diner and finally she was letting him back in. He felt her love for him during this special moment. Somehow it felt even stronger, like her love for him had doubled somehow. At that moment she pulled back from him to regain herself.
"No, this can't happen. I won't be someone you have on the side," Regina said, taking a step back. She was finally able to move her feet. Her child seemed satisfied with their interaction.
"I'm not asking you to be. Just give me a few days. I won't pressure you. I just didn't want you to give up and run from me again, milady," Robin said. It broke his heart to think of all the times she had run from him. Knowing what they had together, he couldn't let her walk away.
"I can't promise that. I have to move forward with my life. I have people who depend on me to do so," Regina said as she felt the baby's magic inside her. It was a strange thing for her, she had never felt the baby's magic until today. It must have known its father would be around her today and had decided to make its presence felt.
"Just remember I'm depending on you, and so is Roland. He wants to come see you," Robin said as he thought about his son who had been trying to bond with his mother but so far was not having much luck. Roland had been a reserved little boy, until Regina had come along.
"I would like to see him. Why don't you drop him by tomorrow? We can spend time together, then later you can come and pick him back up," Regina offered. As much as she loathed to admit it, she had missed the boy too.
"So, my son can come visit but not his father?" Robin smiled finally. He was teasing her again, and neither could keep a smile from their face.
"You said no pressure. Besides how is your wife going to take you bringing your son to see me?" Regina reminded him. She was finally feeling like she had the upper hand, when the baby's magic made her knees go weak. She started to fall, but Robin caught her, holding her close.
"What's the matter? Are you sick?" Robin asked, his voice thick with fear. He had never witnessed her like this.
"I'm fine,"she reassured him. "I just need to get a bite to eat and rest."
"Are you sure?" Robin asked again, not quite believing her. At her slow nod, he then moved away a bit giving her some space. "I'll bring Roland by… say around noon tomorrow, unless you need another day to rest?"
He knew how much energy the little guy had, and didn't want to tire her out when she was already feeling poorly.
"That will be fine, but I really do need to go now," Regina said. She only let herself look at him one more time, before she took the steps needed enter her home. Quickly as she could, she shut the door, leaning up against it. "One day you and I are going to have a serious talk after the stunt you pulled," Regina said in her sternest motherly tone, even as she lovingly stroked her stomach.
A/N thanks to Joy Booth for helping with this story.