Chapter 9
Regina and Emma walked into The Rabbit Hole much to Regina's chagrin. "I can't believe you talked me into coming here," Regina muttered.
Emma rolled her eyes. "Do you want to get back in Robin's good graces?"
Regina nodded yes and Emma signaled that their men were sitting at a table. They walked over and they could tell the men were still upset. They sat down anyway taking off their jackets.
"Thanks for meeting us here," Emma said.
"Why are we here Emma?" Neal questioned. "Make us look like fools."
Emma's eyes softened. "Of course not. We wanted to apologize. We know we took things too far and we're really sorry."
Robin turned his attention to Regina. "And you?"
"I'm really sorry. It was stupid and I promise never to do anything like that again," she answered.
Robin was about to say something when they heard someone speak into the microphone on stage. All four turned around.
"Hello everybody. Thanks for coming out tonight. You all know what tonight is," the host said. Cheers and roars erupted amongst the people.
"What is so special about tonight?" Neal questioned.
"Karaoke night," Emma answered.
Neal's eyes widened. "Oh no. I'm not getting up there."
"You don't have to," Regina said. "I do."
Robin's eyes quickly met hers with a questioning gaze. She only smiled.
"Who wants to go first? Show us what you got," they heard. Regina stood up and immediately all eyes fell on her. She wanted to flinch due to the sudden movement. She started walking vaguely hearing Robin call after her.
"Let her go Robin," Emma said.
Regina walked up to the mic scanning the audience. Half the people had smirks on their faces others had blank stares. Her eyes found Emma's who gave her an encouraging smile.
"You can do this," Regina thought. "I would like to dedicate this song to a very special man in my life. The song is called Like You Do," Regina said.
Robin turned to Emma. "You put her up to this," he said in admiration.
"You can thank me later," Emma said.
The music started playing. Regina took a deep breath and started to sing.
It's getting time to go
About to hit the road
I can't leave town before I say
No one quiets a room like you do
No one hums a tune like you do
No one leaves too soon like you do
Like you do
Just another week
I'm tossing and I'm turning in my sleep
Did you know, you make me feel this way
No one makes me crazy like you do
No one makes mistakes like you do
No one fixes breaks like you do
Like you do
Regina looked at Robin who had unshed tears in his eyes. She gave a soft smile hoping by the end of this song, things would be right between them.
No one keeps it real like you do
No one gives me chills like you do
No makes me feel like you
No one makes me feel like you
No one makes me feel like you do
Like you do
After the song was over applause erupted and Regina let out a little laugh. She expected the room to be silent. She heard Emma let out a yell and shout "Go Regina!"
Robin and Neal joined in and now Regina was getting embarrassed. She quickly walked off stage and headed back to the table.
"That was amazing," Robin said standing up. He picked her up and spun her around once.
"So am I forgiven?" she asked as he put her down.
"Yes mi'lady. Any woman who would sing to me deserves forgiveness," he replied. She rolled her eyes playfully.
"So what are you going to sing?" Neal asked.
Regina crossed her arms. "Yeah. It's only fair."
Emma looked at her watch. "Neal and I have to go. It's getting late."
"No we don't," Neal said.
"Yes we do," Emma said glaring at him. Neal tilted his head in semi-amusement.
"Fine," he said getting up from the table. "One of these days I'm going to get my song."
Robin and Regina watched them go. "It appears you have been hiding a certain talent from me," Robin teased.
"Well, it's been a while. I didn't think I could really do it," Regina explained. He kissed the side of her head.
"You were wonderful. Now, shall we go home?"
She nodded her head and they left the bar.
Meanwhile, Emma and Neal were sitting on the couch in silence. Emma decided to break it first. "Neal-
"You know what hurts the most…the vows you said to me. I believed you when you said them. I…that's not something you should play with," he said.
Emma downcast her eyes. "The wedding was extreme. I was so mad and once I let Regina talk me into this plan, I ran with it. I hurt you more and that was never my intention. Neal, I promise never to pull a stunt like that again."
Neal lifted her head back up. "You drive me crazy you know that but you are the only one I want to be with. I forgive you." He kissed her forehead and she leaned against his chest.
"Do you really want to get married one day?" Emma asked.
"I do but when I propose there won't be any mishaps," Neal said chuckling. "And I'm not asking Robin to hold the ring."
Regina guided Robin into the dining room warning him to keep his eyes covered. "Regina, what are you up to now?" he asked.
"Just sit," she instructed. "Open your eyes."
In front of him was a silver tray. He looked at her with curious eyes. She signaled him to lift up the lid and on it was a ring box.
"Regina-
"Marry me," she interrupted. He blinked several times before being able to gather his thoughts.
"When-
"This afternoon with Emma. I owe it to you to make this right and I'm proposing. Am I going to get an answer?"
"Me turning down the opportunity to be Mr. Regina Mills, I think not," he joked. He grew serious. "I would love to be your husband but only if you want to be my wife now and forever."
"I think I can handle that," she said leaning closer to him.
"Good because I wasn't going to let you turn me down. Not after the trouble you put me through," he said cupping her face.
She laughed. "A queen cannot be tamed by a mere archer."
He arched an eyebrow. "Then this mere archer withdraws his proposal."
She rolled her eyes. "Shut up," she said now sitting on his lap. "You will do no such thing. You're stuck with me."
"I wouldn't have it any other way," he said.
Author's Note: That's the end of the story. Thanks to everyone who has reviewed, favorited and followed. It means the world to me. The song I used is "Like You Do" by Danni Rosner.