All arrived simultaneously at the hospital.
Robin jumped out of David's truck, others followed, Little John a little behind. He had Roland in his arms. Robin gave him a look, "I leave him with you."
Little John nodded. Understanding.
And then the Bug pulled up.
As Emma got out, Robin dangerously stalked to her, "What the hell are you doing here?"
"I wanted to see if Regina is . . ."
"You don't get to talk about Regina!" he roared "Whatever you did, whatever…"
"Easy," David warned, placing himself between Robin and Emma.
"I'm sorry," Emma was trembling, "I didn't know this would happen. I wanted you to know I'm sor-"
"You don't tear down a wall until you know why it was put up!" Robin yelled back.
"Please . . ."
"You don't tear down the wall!"
"I . . ."
"You don't tear down the wall!" his voice cracked, nearly giving out.
"Emma go!" Snow ordered.
"Snow!" David protested.
"She needs to go. Now!"
"But she was following her conscience. Emma couldn't let…"
"That may well be, David," Snow interrupted, "but now is not the time for that. She needs to go!"
"You killed Regina!" Robin raged stepping through David. "You destroyed my son!"
Hook rushed to forcibly hold him back. "Easy, mate."
Emma was getting hysterical.
"Hook, get her out of here!" Snow ordered.
The pirate kept his hold, "I'm not letting him go until—"
Robin held up his hands. Nodded. Hook conceded, and let go of him, moving quickly to usher Emma into the car.
Then Robin whirled away and punched the wall.
Probably breaking his hand.
And he didn't care.
A frightening silence fell.
Nobody knew how long it was before Dr. Whale came out.
He paused for a moment, perhaps trying to decide who to address.
Then turned to Robin. "Regina is fine. Her . . . unconsciousness was due to more distress than a physical. . ."
"Was she pregnant?" Robin asked in a low voice.
"Yes." Dr. Whale said in the neutral, doctor-voice, "She lost the baby. It was very early; I don't know how she even knew."
"Magic," Robin muttered, "the same way Zelena knew. Can I see her?"
"She is sedated. Tinkerbell is with her."
"Can I see her?" Robin repeated louder.
"When she regains consciousness, we'll see what she wishes."
Robin began to protest, then realized the futility.
That began a very long wait. Snow had gently approached Robin and suggested somebody look at his hand. He shook his head.
A little later, she came again and asked if she could call Dr. Hopper. He turned his eyes to her, "Maybe for Roland?" she pressed gently, "for now?"
Roland.
He turned to his son who was awake with his little arms clutching around Little John, his eyes scrunched shut.
"Are you ready to be there for him?" Snow asked quietly.
No.
"Call him," Robin said.
Then went back to staring straight ahead.
Dawn finally arrived and with it came Tinkerbell.
The fairy came over to Robin. Placed her slim hand on his. "She said you can see her."