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- Ali

It's been over three weeks and Robin checked on her every night when he came into work. She still hadn't woken up, they thought she might have been a goner. Today was bring your child to work day, So Robin chose the day shift so he could bring Roland in. Roland always loved to come to the hospital with his Papa. Robin set his two year old down on his desk as he slipped on his white coat. Clipping his ID on this pocket and then taking Roland in his arms.

"Ready to go?" Robin questioned Roland as he kissed his head. Roland's head has never moved so fast as he nodded and wrapped his tiny arm around his papa's neck.

"Et's go Papa!" He exclaimed in an excited giggle. Robin merely chuckled as he walked out of his office and down towards the wing of all his patients. He visited each patient and they were all excited to see Roland. He always knew how to light up a room and make them all feel better. He was at the end of this wing and his last patient was Regina.

He didn't plan on taking Roland in there, but before he could stop him he pushed the door open and waddled into the room looking around. He saw her laying on the bed, still non-responsive. A few days earlier she had shown signs of possibly waking up, but she still hasn't. Roland grabbed a chair and pushed it next to the bed and began to climb, Robin watched in amusement before Roland made it to her bedside.

"Roland be careful" Robin said sternly and his son looked at him and huffed.

"Kay Papa" He muttered quietly before moving and crawling on his hands and knees close to Regina. He moved to rest his head on her shoulder.

"Papa she s'weep?" He questioned innocently as his hand came up to rest on her chest. Her wounds had healed mostly, the stitches came out, but her arm was still in a cast because it was broken. The bleeding in her brain had stopped and still had bruises that were fading all over her body.

"No, Roland she's in a coma" Robin explained gazing at his son. Roland lied silently in her arms, not understanding what is papa was saying- to him she was merely napping for a long, long time. . Taking her arm and wrapping it around himself, huffing out a breath when it didn't stay the first time. Robin was quite surprised, he's never seen Roland act this way with anyone.

"Papa she hurt'n" Roland murmured his face contorting to sadness. He could feel how hurt she was, not just physically but emotionally. He reached up to cup her cheek with his tiny hand. Robin watched staying close enough to grab Roland if he hurt Regina on accident. Robin watching the monitors and he tilted his head and walked closer when he noticed that there was more activity in her Brain. Was she waking up?

"You got'sta 'ake up, Papa 'orried" He spoke softly looking up at her. Robin spent as much time with him that he could teaching him how to speak and read, Marian was hardly around anymore. She found herself a new boyfriend and apparently forgot that she was a mother. Roland curled in closer to Regina, suddenly Regina's grip on Roland tightened and her eyes began to flutter. Soft whimpers and murmurs leaving her lips. Robins eyes left the machine and he looked over at her and gasped. He quickly moved to her other side and grasped her hand gently.

"Ms. Mills, Are you there?" His voice rang through her ears as her eyes finally fluttered open. He saw her beautiful dark brown eyes for the very first time. She looked up at the ceiling, as if she was looking at nothing. This was very common for coma patients. Her lips parted as if she was about to speak but nothing came out. "You 'Ake!" Roland exclaimed excitedly drawing Regina's attention and she looked down at him or to where she thought he was- able to find him through his voice. A faint smile appeared on her face, she could tell it was a child, by his size and his voice. She closed her eyes and a small groan falling from her lips. Roland stays in her arms and peered up at her and his hand rested back on her chest gently.

"Ms. Mills do you remember what happened?" Robin questioned once her eyes were closed and she sighed. She opened her mouth again and nothing came out.

"Can you squeeze my hand?" He questioned as he looked down at their hands. He watched her muscles flex and she squeeze his hand so gently.

"That's good Ms. Mills" he said reaching into his pocket for his light and he check her vision. He realize the medicine was probably effecting her ability to focus. Leaning over his son and Regina, he flipped a button to stop the current medicine they were using, pressing another button to use a different pain medication. Her eyes fell closed again and Roland was watching his papa and the woman before him, a small yawn falling from his tiny lips. Rubbing his eye with his hand he cuddled into Regina.

"Roland we should let her rest, then in a while we can come back and see if she's able to talk again. It will take a bit" Robin said walking over and turning on the television and then walked back to see his son fast asleep in Regina's arms. A small smile playing on the lips of his patient.

"Trouble, Trouble" He murmured and chuckled softly before walking out and alerting his team that she was awake and resting. Responding to commands, but still unable to speak. Hopefully hearing the television she would be able to speak when he came back, but it would be unlikely is she could.

About three hours later Robin walks back into the room and hears talking. Hopeful that it was Regina he opens the door and see's Roland sat up holding Regina's hand in his lap as he just babbles. Her eyes were focused on him now that the medicine had been changed. Robin was surprised at how well she was doing- but then again, based on her medical records this wasn't her first coma.

"It 'as soooo 'ig!" Roland exclaimed with side eyes and streching out his arms, trying to show her how big the truck was. Regina merely smiled, at this point that's all she could do. But it was enough for Roland, he liked having someone who wanted to hear him talk. Robin walked over and rubbed Roland's back gazing at Regina.

"Papa!" Roland exclaimed loudly and robin chuckled.

"Quiet down" he kissed his sons head and looked back at Regina and their eyes locked. She could see him and focus on him. This was very good.

"Do you know why you're here Ms. Mills?" Regina nodded gently. He was surprised, but pleaded she was able to respond and understand him so well.

"Do you remember what happened to you?" He asked again and Roland continued to play with her hand. He knew not to talk, just as papa taught him. Never talk when the adults are talking.

Regina nodded again and looked away from him. Feeling the tears welling up in her eyes. Her lip began to tremble and her eyes closed.

"Papa you 'Ake her sad!" Roland scrolled his father and leaned over cupping her face in his tiny hands.

"Perdy girls 'ont cry" Roland said pressing his tiny lips to hers and Regina took a heavy breath and opened her eyes gazing at the small boy with a gentle smile. Slowly moving her arm to wrap around him and Roland snuggle his body into her and she let out a breath. This was what she needed, even if it was just for a little while.

Robin knew better then to talk as Regina held Roland close to her. Her weak arms around wrapped around his son. Roland obviously content with the position he was in.

"Ms. Mill I think it's best you get some rest, Roland, I have a feeling neither of you wish to move. So papa will get you before we have to go home" Robin explained and Regina relaxed realizing the boy didn't have to leave.

"Kay Papa" Roland murmured before closing his eyes and falling into a deep slumber against Regina. Regina on the other hand didn't fall asleep as easily. Her mind was trying to peace everything together. She knew her doctor was doing everything to make sure that she didn't stress or spass out. Truth was, His son was the one keeping her sane. Letting out a breath as she gently threaded her fingers through the sleeping boys hair.

She knew she had been in a coma, she knows how it feels- by tomorrow she will be able to talk again, she can feel it. The sooner she can get out of this hospital the better. Fearing she might get attached to the young boy and she couldn't allow that to happen. She was better off alone, that was proven to her years ago. She didn't need a reminder, but she still got one every time she closed her eyes.

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