He couldn't believe it. The goddess of a woman was standing in front of him. Robin couldn't help himself. He let his eyes roam over her figure. Her floor-length dress sculpted her curves beautifully. The deep red color emphasizing her soft white skin and the plump perky breasts that were squeezed tightly underneath the low cut neckline. Dark curls sat softly over her shoulders. When his eyes reached her face once more, he couldn't help but wonder how her luscious red lips would taste. His blue eyes met hers. She smiled at him warmly. He grinned back, trying to bring his mind away from her body as Jack broke the silence.
"Chilly night." Jack was scrambling to say something. He was mesmerized by the beauty of the red-head before him. He nudged Robin, signaling him to speak up too.
"Bright stars out tonight" Robin points up, not taking his eyes off of Regina.
"Are you two third-class passengers?" Rose asks, curious about the appearance of the two men in front of her and Regina. "I'm sorry that was rude. I'm Rose Dewitt Bukater" she blurts out before the men could answer.
"Yes we are, Miss. I'm Jack. Jack Dawson." He shakes hers and Regina's hands, keeping his main focus on Rose. "And this is my friend Robin" he gestures toward Robin.
"Robin Locksley" shaking the women's hands. "And you are?"
"Regina Mills" she answers somewhat nervous. She was hoping he wouldn't see her as the Evil Queen. Robin's eyes widen and his mouth opens slightly, clearly realizing why she was so familiar. He'd never been up close to the Queen, (he'd only ever seen her from a distance, dressed in those elaborate gowns, always surrounded by her Black Knights), but he knew her name. Up close she was so different. She was warm, kind looking, and appeared very gentle. He wasn't in the least bit deterred, he was always up for a challenge. This new revelation made him even more excited to talk to her.
The four talked for a while, eventually splitting up. Rose and Jack went for a walk as Regina and Robin sat down on a bench. Regina felt warm inside. She was once again in the presence of her true love. Her senses were hightened. His familiar scent of pine met her nostrils with every gust of wind, his large rugged muscly body was visible even through his peasant clothes. She licked her lips, her mouth suddenly dry. She wanted him but she knew she had to wait, be patient.
They talked about their lives, Regina told him about Henry (which he found a bit odd since he didn't remember the Queen having a child) and he told her about Roland. As they talked, Robin became ever more distracted by her little motions. She was incredibly seductive. He watched her brush a lock of curls off of her shoulder. He noticed how her breasts were pushed together and made even more voluptuous as she lifted her arm to move her hair. When she spoke, her voice was so warm and sexy.
"You're from the Enchanted Forest, aren't you, milady?" He already knew the answer but he wasn't going to refer to her as the Queen just yet.
"Yes." She responded boldly, but was definitely nervous. Although he didn't appear concerned that she was the Evil Queen, she was aware that now he had figured out who she was. This scared her somewhat, but she decided to embrace it. "I was the Queen."
"Ah ha! I knew it!" He was beaming. "How did you find your way here, your majesty?" His curiosity was getting the best of him. He wants desperately to get to know her, she seems nothing like the rumors he's heard about the great and terrible Evil Queen. He's heard of her beauty but she's far more stunning than he could've ever imagined. The stories didn't do her justice. Her eyes were a soft, warm brown, bright even. Her features so welcoming and pleasant. He'd never seen such a gorgeous creature. Robin watched her chest rise and fall gently with every breath, her breasts peeking out above her neckline, just barely visible, hidden by the shawl wrapped around her. She took a moment to answer his question. He took advantage of that to admire her.
"You must know about me then," Regina chooses to say, he nods. She's aware of the rumors about her. If he knew she was Queen, then he would know that she has magic. "I used magic to travel here. And call me Regina."
"Alright, Regina." He said warmly. He could tell she didn't want to talk about being Queen or the Enchanted Forest, it made her uptight. He didn't want to push her so he left it there. "Do you want to go inside, milady, it's quite cold out tonight," he changes the subject and is aware she's shivering in the freezing night air.
"Sure, that'd be nice."
Robin stood from the bench and offered her his arm. Regina smiled at him and gladly took it. They headed inside. "I don't want to seem too forward, but would you like to join me for a drink in my suite? I have whiskey." She was trying so hard to act like she didn't know him. But she knows him so well, and loves him still, making it difficult for her to resist the temptation to kiss him and tell him so right there.
He was a pleasantly surprised with her bold suggestion. He didn't want to go back to his room just yet. "That's my favorite drink! And I'd be more than happy to join you" he said politely. As they walked inside, they turned down many passageways (Regina had to scold one of the crew members when they tried to tell Robin he wasn't allowed up in first class) until they finally reached the suite Regina shared with Emma, Hook, and Henry. Robin couldn't help but find her angry outburst at the crewman very attractive. She showed a bit of sass, her Queenly side, he thought. It was down right sexy. He had to shake his head to stop himself from letting go of all inhibition and pushing her up against the wall and kissing her right then and there.
"Here we are," as Regina opened the door, she found Henry, Hook and Emma all talking and lounging in the sitting room. Henry had is story book open in his lap, undoubtably checking to make sure no part of the future had been compromised thus far. Hook was sipping on some rum while Emma stood up abruptly.
"There you are Regina, we've been worried sick!" She says loudly before noticing Robin behind her, "oh."
Hook doesn't even look up from the fireplace. "I wasn't worried, she can handle herself, Swan, she was the Queen, you know. You're always worrying so…" Emma cuts him off before he can finish his sentence.
"Regina, who's your friend there?" she tries to mask her shock of seeing Robin standing with Regina, holding her hand. She wondered how on earth Regina had managed to convince him to come back to her room.
"Emma, this is Robin Locksley. Robin meet Emma Swan," she goes through the formalities and then gestures over to the center of the room where both Hook and Henry have now stood up. "And that's Killian Jones and my son, Henry. I told you about him."
"Ah yes, a pleasure to meet you all." Robin is polite, he recognizes them from the afternoon when he'd first spotted Regina.
Henry looks excited, eyes dashing between his mother and Robin. He wants so badly for her to have her happy ending again. Regina made him and herself whiskey neat. As she handed him his glass, Emma spoke up.
"Regina, can I speak to you in the other room for a moment?" She was pointing toward the bedroom door behind her. Regina nods, a bit reluctant. She doesn't want to leave Robin's presence but knows that Emma will push it if she doesn't comply now. As the door closes behind them Emma looks at Regina wide eyed.
"What the hell?! How is this anything like we talked about? We haven't even figured out how to tell him we're from the future." She was bewildered.
"Relax, Ms. Swan. He already knows I'm the Queen and have magic so it won't be that hard to explain," her frustration evident in her voice. Regina wants so much to return to the other room and be with Robin.
"Don't Ms. Swan me, Regina! I'm trying to be realistic here. I don't want you to mess anything up." She immediately realized she'd said the wrong thing. Regina looked livid.
"Me mess things up?! Really, Emma. If I recall, the reason Robin got killed in the first place was because Hades came back with us from the Underworld. And why did we have to go to the Underworld? Oh yes, to save Hook, because YOU turned him into a dark one. It seems you messed things up, Ms. Swan." She's fuming. Her breathing more ragged, brows furrowed, and eyes piercing Emma. Regina knew her statement was harsh but she was in a very emotional state.
"Alright Regina," Emma sighed and shook her head, realizing she'd pushed Regina too far, "I probably overstepped with that statement," a barely audible 'damn right' came out of Regina's mouth at this, "but I think we need to come up with a way to tell him we're from the future."
Regina thinks for a moment, internally agreeing with Emma. Suddenly she has an idea. "The story book!" She looks at Emma excitedly. "It's the only thing that's been able to make people believe and understand all of the crazy things that happen."
Emma nods slowly, pondering this idea. "Will that be enough?" she's hesitant to jump into this plan, it doesn't seem very realistic.
"Emma, lets talk to Henry about it tomorrow. We don't have to tell Robin we're from the future tonight." At this point Regina just wanted to go back and be with Robin.
"Okay. But let's try to stick with the plan this time, Regina." Regina just rolled her eyes and opened the door leading back into the sitting room.
As they entered the room, Hook was fixing himself another drink while Henry and Robin were flipping through his story book, having a lively conversation. Regina smiles at seeing Robin and Henry interacting but Emma internally panics. Although they may be in the past, the story book is filled with things from the future. Emma grabsRegina's arm. Regina looks over at her, seeing the panic in her eyes. For a second she is confused but then looks back at Robin and Henry and seems to make the connection. She doesn't want Robin to see the stories about their future just yet, so she needs to distract him. Just as she opens her mouth to say something, Robin flips many chapters forward.
"What the hell?" is all he is able to say.