Sorry it took me so long to get this chapter up... I'm going to post more after this. Hope you guys like this chapter!

Regina had slept the whole night, as her eyes fluttered open she smiled when she spotted the sleeping boy beside her. She slowly sat up, making sure she didn't wake him. Getting all the way up she could instantly smell something that made her stomach growl. Who was cooking? As she stepped out of the tent she could see the vibrant green forest surrounding the small area. The blaze of fire in the center of the clearing, which was obviously were the smells were coming from, wasn't what drew her attention. All her eyes could focus on was the masculine figure leaned up against a log.

Robin, who had went out to hunt to breakfast just before dawn, starred at the woman. Her slightly messy hair and sleepy gaze made the edges of his lips curl up just a little. "Morning, sleep well Queen?"

"I told you, you don't have to call me Queen. My name is Regina. Yes… I slept well," hesitating at first she went to sit down at the log, keeping a distance between them.

He took a long pause but then chuckled as he watched her sit feet away. "What Queen? You afraid of me? I don't bite, you know that right?"

She glared at him. Who did he think he was? It didn't matter how long it had been since she was in this land. She was the Queen, and no one would speak to her in that kind of manner. "Why should I sit any closer to you? I don't know much about you, other then what I can remember from your name. You're the Prince of Thieves and yet you decided to give the Evil Queen a lift back to her castle."

"So what are you saying? You want to know more about me? That's not a problem, I'm open for questions, unless you just want a story," he watched as she just stared at him, unable to understand his actions and easy, unbothered tone. "You know what I am. I lead the Merry Men, but we aren't thieves. I have my son, and that's about it. Simple life."

Regina let herself slide down off the log onto the ground where he was so she could face him. "There has to be more," when he shook his head she took up his offer for questions. "What do you mean, the Merry Men aren't thieves? You're known as the Prince of Thieves."

"I may be known as the prince of thieves, but we don't really steal. We take from the rich and give to the poor. The Merry Men and I have been together a long time, we have a long history. We are all loyal, but after the curse hit there wasn't much we needed to do. We started to do some work on the land, you know cleaning up, and things like that. But as you can tell we haven't gotten that far."

"So like a bandit?" When he started to laugh, she let herself laugh with him. Looking back over at the tent where she knew Roland was still sleeping, the wonder hit her. Roland had to have a mother… Where was she? Did Robin just leave his wife, the mother of his son to bring her to her castle? She pushed the question out of her mind, feeling like it was too early to ask. "So, Regina. What about you?"

"What about me?" her voice got a little higher.

"Everyone calls you the Evil Queen…" he took a long pause. "Other than that little thing with Snow White, all I've seen is a good woman. A woman who is very good with kids. The way you are with my son is amazing. Are the things I've heard about you really true?"

"Well that depends... I've done some really bad things in my life, but I've changed," her eyes started to tear up as she started the next sentence. "My son… Henry. He changed me, my years with him made me a different person."

"A son." Robin stated those two words as if they made everything make sense. "Henry? He must be a lovely little boy." He saw the tears that started to form. "How old is he?"

"He's nearly 12 now," she chuckled at herself. Felling stupid as she wiped the tears away. "He is amazing. The best thing that ever happened to me. You would understand, you have Roland." Robin watched as the tears continued to roll down her cheeks. He found himself wanting to move closer to her, to wipe the tears away, try to comfort her, but didn't make any movement. Why was the subject of her son upsetting her like this?

"Yes I have Roland," he let himself scoot just a little closer. Regina's mind raced telling her to move away, but her body didn't move. "Roland has gotten me through so much. Every time I ever wanted to just give up he was right there. He would make me happy again." Those words had hit Regina the way she was afraid of. Robin's curiosity about the son was starting to get the best of him as he watched her wipe her eyes time and time again. "Is there something you want to talk about?"

"No!" Regina's voice once again came out sharper then she had intended. "No…" her voice softened. Robin wanted to ask what was upsetting her.

"So I've told you about me…" Robin thought carefully, as not to upset her more, but get her attention. "What about you, Queenie?"

"Queenie?" her voice sounded slightly annoyed as her eyebrows raised, forcing back a small laugh. "That's my nickname now?" when Robin just chuckled and nodded, she scoffed. "Fine, bandit." That made both of them laugh, Robin watching as she smiled noticing how beautiful she looked. "I don't know that I should tell you… I don't really share my story with people."

"Oh come on, not even a bandit?" his smirk brought Regina's soft smile again. "Just a short story? I wanna know who the real Queenie is."

"Nope… Maybe another time," during the time she had laughed and smiled, Regina hadn't noticed that Robin had moved even closer, now sitting next to each other she looked up to meet his eyes.

"Another time? Once I get you back to your castle I might not see you again," his voice was soft, knowing he had Regina's attention he tried to pull his best pout face.

Regina was kind of relieved when Roland wiggled his way out of the tent, then over to them. "Now you really have to wait. I'll let you hear it sometime. We can get moving after breakfast."

Damn, Robin thought to himself as Regina got up fixing Roland some of the breakfast he had caught. She really did have a spark about her that he had never seen in anyone else. What was her story…? Why was she so protected? He figured he would never know about the woman, based on what he thought he wouldn't see her again after they made it back to her castle.

They ate the food, Regina talking to Roland as he talked about his toys and other things. Robin got the horses ready for them to head out again. "Ready, Queenie?" he smirked as he said the name again.

"Ready as I'll ever get bandit," she smirked back as Roland ran over to them.

"Can I ride with you Miss Regina?" Roland smiled, nearly bouncing up and down with excitement as Regina said yes.

"You're leaving me for her, Roland?" Robin grinned looking at the boy.

"Sorry daddy." Regina mounted her horse and Robin lifted Roland up to her, he sat in front of her.

"It's ok, buddy." Robin mounted his own horse then turned to Regina giving her a small smile, which she returned, then the three moved off through the forest again.