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"Gina!" Roland screamed, running to where Regina had fallen on the floor. He sat there beside her and patted her arm trying to get her attention.
"Wake up, Gina, please wake up. I don't know what to do," Roland sobbed.
Tears welled in his eyes because he knew that Gina was sick but he didn't know how to help her. He was relieved when he heard a knock to the door. He ran as fast as his little legs could carry him, not worrying for a moment about what might be to the other side of the door. Upon opening it, he was immediately frozen in his tracks by the visitor. The man walked past the boy without a second glance, closing the door behind him. He slowly ambled to where Regina lay on the floor.
"Now, what do we have here?" Rumpelstiltskin said, kneeling down and reaching a hand out toward Regina only to be stopped by an orb of light enveloping her body. Rumple tried to penetrate the orb with his hand but the orb protected Regina from the intrusion.
"Clever, very clever little one," Rumple chuckled, smiling down at Regina's unconscious form. "But one day you won't be able to keep me away from you."
"Until next time my little one," Rumple grumbled, as he stood back up and made his way back to the front door. He passed the frozen Roland still standing unnaturally still. As he left the house, he closed the door behind him, took a few steps, and then waved his hand unfreezing Roland.
Roland blinked his eyes and opened the door again, to find no one there. He didn't know whether he should leave the house to look for help or stay with Regina. He wished his daddy was there, because he always knew what to do. Luckily he was saved from making the choice, when he saw a familiar face walking up the street.
"Uncle John!" Roland yelled as he literally ran the few steps to John, who quickly picked him up.
"What's the matter, little one?" John asked as he looked at Roland's tear stained face. He on his way over to check on Regina, because Robin had asked him to check on her on his way back to the forest.
"Gina's sick!" Roland explained. John looked over the boy's shoulder to where to fallen queen lay crumpled on the ground. He put Roland down immediately and walked over to Regina's form.
"Regina, wake up," John shook her gently. He could see she was breathing, but had no idea why she was out cold.
"Roland, what happened?" John asked as he turned to see Roland sitting beside her, holding one of her delicate hands.
"She was fine, but then she hit the floor," Roland answered, feeling better that his uncle John was here.
"Roland, we need to get her to a doctor," John said as he picked up Regina. The boy looked worried, but he followed John as he walked as quickly as possible to the hospital near the center on town. John knew that Robin needed to be told but he had to get Regina to the hospital first. Before long, John ran into the emergency room, with Roland right behind him.
"I need a doctor now!" John yelled out as a few orderlies ran to him with a stretcher and John carefully placed her on it.
"What happened?" Dr. Whale asked when he came in from behind the swinging doors.
"I found her passed out at her house," John said picking up Roland again, trying to calm the boy.
"Let's get her back in cubicle one. I want a full blood panel done, stat," Dr. Whale ordered as they took her away on the stretcher.
"Is Gina going to be ok, John?" Roland asked still scared for her.
"She's going to be just fine, my boy. We need to go let your daddy know about this," John said as he started to walk back to the entrance of the hospital where he met Mary Margaret coming in.
"John did something happen to Regina? Grumpy said he saw you bringing her in," Mary Margaret asked, worrying evident in her tone.
"Roland was spending the day with her and Robin sent me to check on them. When I got there Regina was unconscious," John said as he patted Roland's back to offer comfort to the little boy.
"She fell down hard. She's going to be okay, isn't she?" Roland asked when Mary Margaret looked at him.
"Roland, Regina is going to be just fine. I have seen her take on a lot more than a floor and be just fine," Mary Margaret promised, though her reassuring smile didn't reach her eyes. Roland to nod his head just a little.
"I have to go tell Robin. Can you stay here with Roland while I do?" John asked.
"Yes. Yes, of course," Mary Margaret agreed, taking the small boy in her arms. As soon as he had passed off his burden, John was running out the door.
"Roland, why don't we go find you a soda, okay?" Mary Margaret said.
"Gina says too much soda rots your teeth, but I think one is okay," Roland said. Mary Margaret smiled at him, as she returned him to his feet, taking his hand and taking off on their search for the soda machine. After getting him a sprite and herself a cup of the worst coffee known to man, they sat in the waiting room impatiently waiting for news of Regina.
It took John about ten minutes to finally reach where David and Robin were working on repairs to the clock tower after a bolt of lightning struck it the other night before.
"Robin!" John yelled as he approached them. The large man was out of breath from all the running around he had been doing. Upon hearing his name called in such a wheezing, nervous manner Robin dropped what he had been doing and ran down the stairs. He knew for John to be calling him in such a panic could only mean one thing. Something was wrong with either Roland or Regina.
"John, what's wrong? What happened?" Robin asked as he entered the library where John was.
"Regina... she's..." John was trying to get the words out.
"She's what John?" Robin growled, grabbing John's shirt and giving him a firm shake.
"Easy Robin, give him a moment," David reminded the thief gently, as he made his way down the stairs. Robin's grip relaxed, but only slightly.
"Regina's at the hospital. Roland said she passed out at her house," John coughed, finally able to get out the words.
"Is she ok? Where is Roland?" Robin said wanting to take off running, but he had to know where his son was.
"Mary Margaret is at the hospital with him. They are waiting to hear on how Regina is. I came to find you," John reassured his leader.
"I have to go," Robin said to David, but didn't wait for David's answer as he took off running to the hospital.
"Robin wait! I can drive you!" David said but Robin was already gone.
"Are you ok?" David said as he looked at the still red faced Little John.
"Yeah, yeah I'm fine. We better follow him or he'll tear the hospital apart looking for her," John sighed. David agreed, and the two men headed for the prince's truck.
Robin was in great shape after many years living on the run in the Enchanted Forest and that came in handy as he raced to the hospital. His thoughts were on Regina. Was she ok? Why didn't he stay with her earlier? He knew she had been sick and he still left her there. If anything happened to her, he knew he would never be able to forgive himself for not being there.
"Mary Margaret!" Robin yelled as he entered the hospital, desperately trying to find her.
"Sir, you need to calm down and take a seat," a nurse said with an irritating amount of calm, as she led him to the stupid waiting area. He was about to berate her, when he saw his son sitting on Mary Margaret's lap.
"Daddy!" Roland yelled, as he came running to his father. Robin swung the boy up into his arms.
"Are you ok, my boy?" Robin asked, looking at his son for any sign of injury.
"Uh huh, Gina is sick," Roland frowned, his lip quivering.
"We haven't heard anything about her yet," Mary Margaret said as she joined the group. Robin nodded and turned to his son.
"Roland, what happened to Regina?" Robin asked.
"She got up normal, but then she hit the floor, Daddy, hard. I was scared, I didn't know what to do, but someone came to the house," Roland retold his story, pausing for a moment when he got confused.
"John came and got me," Robin filled in the blank, but Roland shook his head.
"It was before Uncle John, daddy. Someone was at the door and I answered it, hoping they could help Gina, but no one was at the door and I know I heard someone," Roland nodded his head, his eyes wide as if to prove the truth in his words, but Robin and Mary Margaret just looked at each other confused.
"Mary Margaret, how is she?" David asked as he and John came up to them.
"We haven't heard anything, yet," Mary Margaret frowned, hugging her husband as much to give comfort as to receive it.
"She's going to be alright, little man. I promise you," Robin swore to his son, praying that he would not be proven a liar. A few moments later, Dr. Whale came out.
"How is she?" Robin said as he practically ran over to where Whale was.
"Is Henry here?" Dr. Whale asked as he looked around.
"No, he's with Emma. Why?" Mary Margaret asked.
"Well, I need you to get him here," Dr. Whale answered with a rather grim look on his face.
"Roland, go with Uncle John." Robin said as he gave his son to John, who took the little boy away.
"What's wrong with Regina? Tell me this instant." Robin demanded.
"I'm afraid I can't tell you," Dr. Whale said.
"Why not?" Robin growled. The thief was about two seconds away from punching that smug doctor, if he didn't tell him what was wrong with Regina.
"I can't give out information about patient's medical condition unless it's to family," Dr. Whale explained, he had seen the look in the notorious bandit's eye, and did not want to get punched.
"Well, I'm her family," Mary Margaret offered, not willing to wait for her grandson to show up. "She is still technically my step-mother, so you can tell me."
Dr. Whale take a deep breath, but then led her to another room.
"Now, what is wrong with her and no medical jargon, just get to the point," Mary Margaret barked, every bit of her former outlaw coming out.
"She's pregnant, Mary Margaret. The reason she passed out is probably her iron levels. They are entirely too low," Dr. Whale summarized, flipping through the chart in his hand.
"Pregnant?" She gasped. "Oh, I'm so happy I could… but wait, she is going to be ok? Her and the baby are going to be alright, right?"
"I see no reason for her not to be, but there was something odd. When I first went to start to checking her vitals, I was pushed back by a force. Something would not let me touch her," Dr. Whale said. "Another doctor had to finish checking on her for me."
"You think Regina did it?" Mary Margaret asked.
"No, for some reason I don't think it was her. I think it was her baby."
"You think her child is magical?" Mary Margaret knew Regina had powers but a baby, a fetus really, wielding magic was incredible.
"Yes, that is what I believe. I think the child was protecting her," Dr. Whale continued uncertainly. "I think it senses when someone means Regina harm. Not that I do, but I think it somehow knows how I tricked its mother way back." Dr. Whale said as he thought of his involvement with Daniel.
"Well, that's good that it is protecting her," Mary Margaret smiled. "Does she know she's pregnant?"
"Yes, I spoke with her briefly while she conscious and she confirmed it," Dr. Whale said.
"Oh good, I'm so happy. She deserves this happiness," Mary Margaret said.
"Well, we do have one problem though," Dr. Whale winced, remembering what he had been avoiding.
"What's that?" Mary Margaret asked, truly puzzled about what could be troubling the doctor.
"Well, there is a certain outlaw out there who has to be told something or I'm going to have a black eye," Dr. Whale shrugged, praying that Mary Margaret would come up with a solution that wouldn't make him his own patient.
A huge thanks to Joy Booth for helping me with this story.