I know that something has changed
Never felt this way
And right here tonight

This could be the start
Of something new
It feels so right
To be here with you
Oh

And now looking in your eyes
I feel in my heart
The start of something new

(Start of Something New-Vanessa Hudgens)

Robin was walking to the park with his five year old son, Roland. Robin was a retired professional football player who was now working for the NFL color commentary on Sundays on ESPN. It was a fall Saturday afternoon and Robin was off for the weekend, Roland's mother, Robin's wife had died over three years ago after a battle with cancer. Marian had been diagnosed with cancer right after they had found out that Marian was pregnant with Roland. Marian had went against the advice of her doctors and put off treatment until after she could have Roland.

Unfortunately Marian had not survived her battle. It had taken a great toll on Robin, he was now a widower with a young son to raise. Babies were something new to Robin, as he had never really been around them much, and without the help of his friends or team-mates he would have been totally lost. Thanks to his many, many uncles Roland Locksley was a very intelligent little boy who loved the world and the people around him.

Now here they were on the way to the park to walk their dog Outlaw. Outlaw was a handsome black golden retriever who loved going for walks with Robin and Roland. Here they were all three males entering the park.

"Papa, can Outlaw and I play catch without his collar and leash on now?" Roland asked.

"Yes, just be careful," Robin said as he unleashed Outlaw, "here are some tennis balls. Have fun. I'll be watching."

Roland took off running a little and Outlaw was after him, tail wagging as they ran. Robin watched as he commanded Outlaw to sit, which Outlaw did, he then threw the tennis ball and Outlaw was after it. Robin sat down on the bench nearest the water fountain and continued to watch as his son played with his favorite pal.

"Robin?" a voice said from behind him. Robin turned to see his former teammate, John standing there.

"John! It's good to see you, how have you been?" Robin asked as he got up and walked over to give him a hug.

"Good, I've been doing really great. We miss seeing you on the field with us," John said.

"It was a hard decision, but between the knee injury and the last concussion I got, I couldn't risk it anymore," Robin said.

"Perfectly understood, still sucks not seeing you with us," John said, "but good to see you doing commentary on some of our games."

"I wouldn't dream of not doing some," Robin said.

"How's the little hobbit like having you around more now?" John asked.

"He's going really good, he's over there playing with-" Robin stopped as he looked to where he had last seen his son. "Roland! Roland come and see who is here!" Robin continued to scan the immediate area but there was no sign of him.

"Robin, where is he?" John asked as he too was looking about.

"He was just here, playing with Outlaw. Roland!" Robin yelled as he and John both started walking. "John start looking over there, I'll go this way." The two men parted and Robin was worried for his son, of what could be happening to him.

"Roland!" He called out as he walked down the walkway.

Why had he taken his eyes off him?

"Roland! Come here, Roland!"

Why hadn't Outlaw alerted him that someone was near Roland?

"Roland! Where are you?"

Why was this happening?

"Roland!

Why?

"Papa?"

Regina Mills was taking a walk through the park that afternoon on her lunch break from work. She was a doctor at Regional Clinic here in Atlanta, she loved her job, at being able to truly help people.

Regina then heard the sound of steps approaching, fast, several steps. She looked up and was knocked over by what hit her. It had four paws, and full of hair. It was a black golden retriever and it was licking her all over her face.

"Okay, okay. I give," Regina said between kisses from the dog and laughter. Except hers wasn't the only laughter she heard. She moved her arms to move the dog away slightly and saw a cute little boy standing there watching her.

"I guess this is your accomplice?" Regina asked as she sat up slightly.

"I'm sorry, Miss," the little boy apologized.

"It's okay, and I'm Regina," Regina said.

"I'm Roland, and this is Outlaw," Roland said.

Regina looked over at Outlaw who was sitting there beside her, "Well, hello Mister Outlaw." Regina patted and rubbed his head and he sat there and ate that up.

"And how old is Outlaw here?" Regina asked Roland.

"He's three, two years younger than me," Roland said.

"So that would make you uhm...five?" Regina asked.

Roland nodded and smiled at her, "You're smart."

"I have my moments," Regina said, then she looked around and not seeing another adult around them, she looked up at Roland, "Roland, where are your parents?"

Roland's little head dropped and she saw how his bottom lip quivered, "Roland? Are you here by yourself?"

"No, my Papa is somewhere, but I can't find him," Roland answered.

"I'm sure we can find him, between the two, or rather three of us," Regina said. She noted how he hadn't brought up his mother, knowing something was wrong there. But she chose not to ask about her. Regina stood up and brushed herself off, she offered her hand to Roland. "Shall we go find your father?"

Roland nodded his head and put his small hand into her larger one.

Regina felt something then, like a puzzle piece falling into place when you have looked and looked for it, she wasn't sure why she was feeling this, but shook her head and said, "Alright, so tell me what your father looks like." The duo, along with Outlaw started on the trail that led back to the entrance of the park.

"He's tall, and Mary Margaret, my nanny says he's kinda cute," Roland said.

Regina had to smile at his description of his father, "Well, that's a start. But what how about we go with what color his hair is?"

"It's brownish," Roland answered.

"Okay. And what about his eyes, are they brown like yours?" Regina asked.

"No, he has blue eyes," Roland answered as they continued down the path.

"Do you know what his name is?" Regina asked.

"It's Papa," Roland answered.

"Of course. So, what about his clothes?" Regina asked as she looked around searching for a man that fit the description so far.

"He had some on today," Roland answered innocently.

Regina had to grin at his answer, "That's always a plus. What about his pants, was he wearing jeans?"

"Yes." Roland answered.

"And his shirt-"Regina stopped at that moment as she heard someone yelling.

"Roland!"

"That's Papa!" Roland yelled as he tugged Regina with him as he ran towards his father's voice.

"Roland, wait a second." Regina was struggling to keep up with the little man as he ran. Outlaw barking as he ran along with them.

"Papa!"

"Roland!" Robin was almost frantic with worry over his missing son.

"Robin!" John called as he neared his friend.

"Anything?" Robin said.

"No, but he has to be here somewhere," John said. Robin was about to take off running in another direction when he stopped as he heard his son's sweet voice calling to him.

"Papa!"

"Roland!"

At that second his son came around a couple of bushes, Robin bent over as Roland came crashing into him, along with something, someone else.

"Umph!" Robin said as he held his son in one arm and a woman in the other. "I'm sorry-" Robin stopped talking as the woman in question raised her head out of his chest and Robin felt his earth shift in that moment.

The brown pools of her eyes were so entrancing, he felt and inexplicable urge to plunge into them and never come up for air. He felt drawn to her as he did to air. She was tiny, but she seemed to fit right into his arms. Her dark hair was pulled back into a pony tail, and he had to fight himself not to release it to see how it would look down her shoulders. She hadn't spoken a word, as she too seemed stunned by him.

"Papa, I found you." Roland's voice brought him back to reality.

"Roland, where did you go?" Robin asked, still holding his son by one arm and this lady in the other.

"Regina found me. She saved me and Outlaw," Roland said as Robin looked from his son to where this Regina was, in his arms still.

"Regina?" Robin said.

"Uh, hi. So you're Roland's papa," Regina said as she moved slightly away from his arms, which immediately felt the loss.

"Yes, sorry. I'm Robin, Robin Locksley," Robin introduced himself properly. "And thank you for saving my son."

"I'm-" Regina was stopped by a man running up to them.

"Roland! You scared us both half to death," John said as Roland hugged closer to his father.

"I'm sorry, I was playing with Outlaw and we got lost. But Regina found us and saved us," Roland said.

"We are most fortunate to have Regina here then," John said as he bowed slightly at Regina.

"Very fortunate," Robin said with a soft smile on his face.

Regina smiled and Robin could tell he was affecting her like she was him. She met his eyes and a faint blush appeared on her cheeks, along with a smile as well. As Robin was about to ask Regina her full name, along with hopefully her phone number, a group of teenage boys came up from behind them.

"You're him, aren't you?" one asked Robin.

"Depends on who you mean," Robin answered jokingly.

"You're Robin Locksley, I know it," the one said.

"At your service," Robin said.

"Cool! Can I have your autograph?" the boy asked.

"Sure, John can you hold Roland?" Robin asked. After he signed the football the boy had, he turned back to look at Regina.

Who was nowhere to be seen. He looked around the immediate area but there was no sign of the alluring beauty.

"Where did she go?" Robin asked as John turned back as well to look.

"She was just here? What is she magic or something?" John asked.

"I don't know, but I intend to find out," Robin said.

A few days later Roland was at a classmate's house for a birthday party, his Papa was there talking with the other kid's dads while they grilled the burgers and talking about Robin's days of playing football.

Roland also watched how some of the other children's mommies were attentive to the food and their children. He had such a sad look on his face that it immediately caught Robin's attention, he excused himself from the other adults and made his way over to where his son sat on a seat near the pool.

"Roland? What's the matter?" Robin asked as he knelt down beside his son.

"Nothing," Roland's small voice came out.

"Hmm. I don't think that is a nothing is wrong face. Now tell your Papa, what's caused this sad look to appear on your face?" Robin asked.

"I just am sad," Roland said.

"Why? What has caused you to be sad?" Robin asked.

"I don't have a Momma," Roland said.

Robin knew how much Roland missed his mother. Even though he never really met her as Marian had died not long after giving birth to Roland, Roland still felt the loss of not having a mother. And being a single dad, Robin tried to fill both positions, but he also knew there were areas that he lacked a mother's touch.

"Roland, you know you will always have a Mom," Robin said.

"I know, she's in heaven," Roland said as he looked over a boy being hugged by his mother, "But she's just not here." Roland took a bite of a cookie as he continued to look away.

Robin was at a loss for words, he knew the days would come where Roland would feel this loss more than others, he hated with his whole being that his little boy was sad. Robin was about to come up with something to add when he saw that Roland had a strange look on his face, next his little hands went to his throat as Robin watched on in horror.

Roland started to wheeze and Robin knew he was having trouble breathing. "Roland! What's wrong?"

But Roland couldn't answer, and as Robin went to touch his head, Roland started to fall forward. Robin acted quickly and picked up his boy, "Help! Is there a doctor here?"

Several people came forward, one telling him that he would drive them to the nearby hospital, after getting into the car they made their way to the hospital, where they were taken to the back and the doctor walked in.

"I'm Doctor Mills, what do we have going on here?" a female voice asked.

"My son, he was fine one second and the next he was having trouble breathing. Please save him," Robin said.

After the doctor quickly checked on Roland, she gave him an Epinephrine to his outer thigh. Roland's vitals immediately became more normal and his breathing returned to normal as well.

Robin was beyond relieved. "Thank you so much Doctor."

The doctor turned around and Robin then saw who his son's savior was, it was Regina. The Regina who he had literally ran into in the park. "It's you!"

"Regina," Roland's small voice brought both adults back to him.

"Shhh. Just remain silent and let the medicine continue to do its work, Roland," Regina said as she rubbed his small chest. "You're going to have to be more careful. I can't be in every place at any given moment, now can I?" Regina smiled as Roland did as well.

"You sure about that?" Robin asked as Regina turned back to face him.

"Mr. Locksley-"

"The name is Robin," Robin said. "Anyone who saves my son, not once but twice, can surely call me Robin."

"Very well, Robin. I would like to run a few more tests to determine what exactly caused him to have this reaction if that is alright with you?" Regina asked.

"I trust you with his life," Robin said as Regina turned back to Roland.

"Roland, we're going to keep you here for a bit, and run some tests on you, is that alright with you?" Regina asked.

"Will it hurt?" Roland's eyes filled with tears.

"It might sting a little, but I'll be right there with you," Regina promised him.

"Papa?" Roland called as Robin held onto his son's hand.

"I'll be there as well," Robin said. Roland nodded and took one of Regina's hands in his as they did a few blood tests on him. After about an hour the result was in, Roland was deathly allergic to peanuts. The cookie that Roland had at the party earlier had small peanuts in them.

"But how? He's had that many times. Why now?" Robin asked Regina as Roland had a slushie.

"Sometimes it happens at different stages in children, just be fortunate you got him here in time. And from now on you'll need to have epi pens nearby in case this happens again," Regina explained also all the food items that Roland would have to avoid from now on.

"Regina?" Roland's voice called out. Regina and Robin made their way to where Roland laid on the hospital bed. "Will you come home with me and stay so that I don't get sick again?"

Robin had to chuckle at his son's request.

"We know what made you sick, and now your father has the medicine to make sure that this won't happen again," Regina explained.

"But I like you, you're my hero," Roland said, "and papa's too. I heard him tell Uncle John that he was going to take you if he ever saw you again."

Regina whipped her head back to look at Robin, who now had his eyes closed as he said, "For a drink, take her for a drink. You have to stop listening in on adult conversations, Roland. Now I'm going to speak privately with Regina and we'll be right back."

"Are you going to ask her to be my new Momma?" Roland asked as he giggled at his father's expression.

"You'll have to excuse my boy, he gets way to ahead of himself," Robin said as they stepped out of the room and into the corridor.

"He seems to get that from his father," Regina murmured.

Robin smirked as he said. "So, what about that drink?"

Regina was quiet for a few moments before saying. "Your son is cleared to go. Make sure to check with his pediatrician about his allergy."

She then leaned in and whispered near his ear. "And I don't daytime drink." And with that she started to walk away.

"Well, maybe some other time then," Robin called out to her retreating form.

"I'm not through, not by a long shot," Robin said to a now Regina less corridor.