I know it's been so long since I updated, but I hope that this chapter makes up for that. We have smut, fluff and a little angst. I hope you enjoy and if you do, please let me know. xxx

Regina sat on the couch and stared into the fire, the flames flickered and she just watched them, the orange embers crackling as the light lit the room, casting an ethereal glow across the whole of her apartment. She lay back a little, placing her hands on her bare stomach, she was lounging in her sports bra and slacks, no shirt needed. She wriggled her toes, making the most of seeing them while she still could, because she knew in a few weeks, she could say goodbye to seeing them for a while.

Sighing she rubbed her abdomen slowly, "hello baby, guess what," she smiled, "your daddy is coming to see us, would you like that?" she asked, waiting for a reply in the form of one of the little kicks she had been receiving all day, but she wasn't so lucky, "are you asleep in there little one?" The lack of response gave her her answer. She closed her eyes and shook her head, she had been waiting for Robin to come over since six, she just wished she had told him a little earlier than seven, because she had literally done nothing all evening. Nothing but eat whatever she could find and talk to her baby.

She had also been reading a book on pregnancy and childbirth, which had been a little scary, so she had put it down and hidden it on the bookshelf. Tapping her nails on the lid of her closed laptop, she glanced up to the large clock which was hung on the wall to her right, she still had twenty minutes before Robin would be round, maybe she should slip into something a little sexier. Well, she could do that if any of her sexy clothes fit her, even her sexy bras didn't fit anymore, her breasts were too big and she was having to wear sports bras which provided very little support considering their job and they were totally un-sexy.

There was no way that Robin was going to find her attractive, maybe she could just call him and dismiss the whole plan, but her libido was definitely disagreeing with that idea, she hadn't had sex in so long, she needed Robin, needed his cock. She moved and let out a groan of discomfort, before picking up her laptop and switching it on. Once it lit up, she clicked onto the internet and searched, 'sex during pregnancy,' she was curious as to how it was going to work and if it was even safe.

She spotted an article and decided to read that one, she scanned her eyes over it, taking in all the information it had to offer, the suggestion as to what positions she could use to make her more comfortable and keep baby safe. Once she had finished that one, she read another two, before she clicked on another and loud moans filled the room, her eyes went wide as she realised what she had just done. Oh fuck, she was sat watching a porn video, she knew she really should turn it off, but Robin wasn't going to be there for another ten minutes and nobody would know, would they? She was curious.

She looked around as though someone was watching her before looking back at the screen and watching as the man thrust inside the woman; she rose her eyebrows and tilted her head, the woman's moans were getting louder and she had to rub her legs together, she couldn't believe she was actually sat watching this. Suddenly, something broke through her trance, "Regina, I'm here."

"Fuck!" she slammed the laptop shut, the moans still coming from it as she tried to cover it with the couch cushions, not daring to open it again

"Babe, you alright?" He asked, placing takeout boxes on the coffee table, and taking his jacket off as he looked at her.

"Yes, I'm fine, hello," she smiled, she could still hear the noises coming from her laptop and cringed, hoping to god that he couldn't.

"I brought some takeout, I hope you're hungry, we have pizza, fries, burger…"

"Oh I'm famished," she stated, louder than necessary.

"You sure you're okay?" he pressed, furrowing his eyebrows at her, "you look rather flushed."

"No I'm fine, totally fine, completely perfect. I think it's just slightly warm in…"

"Yes! Yes! Oh god yes! Fuck me, fuck me, oh god, mmm, just like that baby, just… arghhh… yes, yes, yes!"

She screwed her eyes shut and shook her head, for fuck sake, why did that have to happen? Why did that woman have to be so bloody loud in bed? She knew she should have exited the website as soon as she accidently clicked onto it, now she was just absolutely mortified. She opened one eye to look at Robin, who had a humoured grin on his face, "oh would you stop looking at me like that?" she scoffed.

"What was that?" he asked, raising his eyebrows, that annoying smirk not leaving his face, dimples pressed into his cheeks.

"Shut up."

"What are you doing?" he questioned, moving to the sofa as she made a mad dash to grab her laptop before he could, but he got to it before her, picking it up.

"No! That's my laptop!"

"Why is it moaning?" He chuckled.

"Oh fuck off."

He laughed and opened the screen, "this is filthy Miss Mills, really filthy."

"Shut up! Turn it off, Robin! Turn it off! I didn't…"

"You were watching porn?"

She knew she was probably beetroot red, she felt so warm, like her head was going to explode. "Robin," she shook her head, "I accidently clicked on the website, I didn't know it was…"

"Why's the video fifteen minutes in then?"

"Robin!" She snapped, looking down at the floor, "Robin stop," she whispered.

She heard a button click and the noises from the laptop stopped, "sorry," he stated, placing her computer down on the side and coming to sit beside her, "Regina I'm sorry," he sighed, rubbing her arms, "I was just joking with you, babe," he caressed her cheek lovingly, "I didn't mean to upset you."

"You didn't," she shook her head, "I was just embarrassed," she huffed, "honestly, I didn't mean to watch it, the video just came on when I clicked on the website to read an article and I…" she stopped and ran her hands over her face, "I just… I was intrigued."

"Do you really think I care? If you want to watch porn go for it."

"Shut up," she pushed him, looking to the coffee table and deciding that she wanted a change of topic, wanted to put that very embarrassing situation behind her, forget it ever happened, although she knew it probably wouldn't be something she and Robin would be forgetting all that quickly. "What food did you bring?" she asked even though he had already told her, she noted that there were three pizza boxes and a bag full of other food. True she had already eaten bad foods earlier that day, but she needed this food now and Robin knew that. Plus it was the only takeout she could really eat, Indian food wasn't really an option, nor was Chinese as they both messed with her system now she was pregnant.

When he didn't answer, she turned to look at him, he was grinning at her and she shook her head, "really? Robin what are you doing? Stop looking at me like that."

"Like what? I'm just looking at you," he sat down beside her on the couch, and moved so that his head was in line with her bump, he kissed her abdomen gently, rubbing it as he looked up at her, "and thinking how beautiful you look carrying our child."

"Seriously? I'm a bloated beached whale, I would hardly say that I looked beautiful."

"You do, you are beautiful Regina, how can you not see how beautiful you are, you're glowing."

Her hand came to cover his that was on top of her stomach, as she cast him a watery smile, "I don't feel it."

He sighed and sat up pulling her into his arms, "I'm here now okay," he kissed the top of her head and threaded his fingers through her hair, "I'm not leaving you again. I'm going to make sure that you remember how beautiful you are. Personally, I think being pregnant has made you even more beautiful and I can't wait to meet this little one and be able to see you grow. I feel like I missed so much that I should have been here for."

"I'm sorry Robin," she cried shaking her head, "you know I wanted you here, I just couldn't, I couldn't do it."

"Regina," he moved her so that she was sat on his lap, even whilst pregnant she was small in the circle of his arms.

Regina buried her head against his chest, her hands clutching his shirt, she felt awful, she knew it was her fault that he had missed the first half of her pregnancy, all for her to continue the relationship anyway, she could have had him by her side this entire time, but instead, she had deprived him of the experience.

"I don't blame you," he whispered, running his fingers through her hair, "it's not your fault, I know why you were afraid and I understand."

"You missed out Robin, you're right, there was so much you weren't there for, I feel awful."

"Don't," he shook his head, kissing her lightly, "I love you."

"I love you too," she sighed.

"And I love this one," he smirked his hands coming to her stomach.

"So do I," she smiled, "I kind of just wish she would be here now, that we could meet her."

"So you think that the baby is a girl?"

"Hmm, I do, I'm not certain though," her fingers played with the back of his hair as she closed her eyes and snuggled closer to him.

"Do you want some food?"

She opened her eyes again and looked at the boxes on the table, did he even need to ask that questioned? She reached out and grabbed one of the pizza boxes, moving to sit beside him, with her legs on his lap. She leant back against the arm of the couch and opened the box. "extra cheese?"

"Of course."

"That is why I love you," she balanced the box on her stomach and looked at him as he smirked at her.

"I cannot believe you are using our child as a food rest."

"Oh, excuse me, this food is for our child as well, she's just holding it for me, aren't you baby?" Regina chuckled, stroking the side of her stomach and receiving a kick in response, "it seems our baby is in agreement with me and I think she probably wants some of this pizza."

"Well, she was who I bought it for."

Regina scoffed and shook her head, "unbelievable, here I was thinking that you had brought that for me, clearly I was mistaken."

"Ah, well, the mother of my child has to eat too doesn't she," he laughed, rubbing her feet comfortingly.

"Yes, she definitely does," Regina stated, picking up a piece of pizza, the cheese stringing at the side, causing her to let out a satisfied groan before she had even tasted it.

"Better than porn?"

"Shove off," she kicked him lightly, shaking her head as she let out a little laugh. He was back and she had missed him so much, she wasn't going to let him go again.

Once they had polished off as much food as they could, leaving one pizza over which Regina would quite happily eat for breakfast considering that it was a Friday and tomorrow would be Saturday; she would have two days to spend with Robin, just them alone with no one else to get in between them. They were laid on the sofa watching a film, Robin had his head rested by her belly as his arms were wrapped around her and she brushed her fingers through her hair as she watched the film that was playing quietly.

Every so often, he would place kisses on her stomach and rub it gently; at that moment, one of his hands was dancing on her upper thigh and it was turning her on so badly. She closed her eyes and let out a contented sigh, "that feels nice."

"Yeah?" his hands moved up a little bit, causing her to pull her bottom lip between her teeth, "do you want to go to bed?"

"I'm not sleepy," she quipped, opening her eyes to look at him again as she found his hand and moved it higher to brush over her, resulting in her low moan.

"Oh trust me, that wasn't the reason I wanted to go to bed."

"Is that so?" She rose her eyebrows, knowing exactly what he wanted to go to bed for and that was what she wanted too. He pressed down harder and she let out a little whimper, "we haven't had this in so long."

"I know," his hand skimmed up and down her leg again, "I missed being able to touch you."

"I missed your touch," she nodded, standing from the couch and reaching for his hands, "let's not waste another second." In this moment, she wasn't his teacher, he wasn't her student, they were just Robin and Regina, two people who were in love and expecting their first child together. Two people who needed to reconnect in a way they hadn't for so long; any thoughts of professions and work life were gone and she was just allowing herself to give into him, she was giving herself to him.

She knew she was wet between the legs, her arousal was soaking her panties, oozing out of her, she just needed him to do something about it. She lead him to the bedroom and wasn't wasting any time, slamming her lips to his as she shoved him against the wall, her hands coming to his belt buckle as she undid it, followed by the button on his pants. Shoving them down along with his boxers, his hard cock was revealed to her for the first time in four and a half months. "God Gina," he groaned.

"I've missed this," she whispered, "let me take control."

"Don't you always," he chuckled, running his hands down her arms, "this is safe, right? I mean for you to have sex."

"Yes," she nodded, pulling his shirt over his head and dropping her lips down across his chest, her hands tracing across his muscles, noting that he was a little more toned than he had been before, "someone's been working out," she grinned looking up at him as she travelled further down, pressing kisses to his hard member.

"Not in the way I would have liked to," he shook his head, one hand coming to run through her hair, "I missed our workouts."

"Me too," she took hold of her sports bra and pulled it over her head, dropping it to the floor, before removing her slacks, leaving her in her panties alone. She kneeled in front of him and pumped his cock a couple of times until a bead of precum leaked from his tip, she dipped her head to taste him, licking along his member and moaning, "I missed you cock."

"I missed your mouth on my cock," he chuckled, playing with her hair as she began to suck, still pumping him from the base of his dick, "but I miss being inside you more."

Her breath faltered as her hand made purchase on his hip and she dropped him from her mouth with one last suck, "god I need you inside me," she moved back up, pressing her breasts and stomach against him, he bent to kiss her, "we won't be able to do it with you on top," she breathed as his lips kissed down her neck, "I was reading up on the best positions."

"You were?" he chuckled, his hands toying with her last remaining article of clothing.

"Yes… take them off Robin," she ordered as he rolled them down her legs, revealing her wet sex as he ran his fingers through her folds.

"You're so wet."

"I know," she nodded, "I need you Robin," she escaped his hands and moved to the bed, pulling him with her. Once he was laid on his back, she straddled his lap, flicking her hair to one side as she ran her hands up his chest. Her libido was so high, it was insane how much she needed this, how much she had missed feeling his skin against hers. She was just about to move him inside her, when she looked into his eyes and choked back a sob.

"Regina?" His hand came up to cub her cheek rubbing it gently, "what is it?" He asked, his breathing laboured as his other hand stroked her baby bump.

She shook her head and let out a little laugh, "I just missed you and I love you," she cried, smiling as she rose up on her knees, bending to kiss his lips, making sure to keep the weight off her stomach.

He chuckled and brushed her hair behind her ear, "well I love you too babe. We're together now and nothing can stop me from being with you."

She took a deep breath a straightened up again, finding his cock, she slipped it inside her, lowering down onto him slowly, letting out a loud moan as her head lolled on her shoulders.

"Take it slow," he whispered, rubbing her hips gently, "don't over exert yourself."

She nodded, her hands coming to his shoulders, "don't worry," she whimpered, beginning to move slowly against him, groaning on each movement as he brushed against that special spot inside her that had her shuddering on top of him. He caressed her breasts causing her breath to catch in her throat, they were so sensitive lately and she swore she'd be able to come from him touching them alone.

"Do you like that?" He asked, rubbing her nipples with his fingers.

"Holy crap," she shook her head, "oh god," she nodded, picking up the speed up a little bit, taking him harder inside her and making sure to drag her clit across him. He got the message though and moved one hand down to her clit, "yes," she whimpered, "yes, yes, oh my god," She had heard that sex during pregnancy was better and they weren't lying, this was amazing, so, so good. "Oooh, my god."

She pressed down harder, changing the angle and taking him deeper inside her, earning a loud groan from him and an almost scream of pleasure from her, "are you close already?" He asked, the hand that wasn't working on her clit coming to rub across her lower back.

"Yes," she nodded, "god yes," she knew that it was usually harder than this to get her off, but she had been waiting for it for so long and her nerve endings were more sensitive because of pregnancy. She knew he wasn't as far gone as she was and that never happened, it was usually her chasing him. He thrust up into her and she lost it, clenching around him as she squealed with her release, "Robin!"

"God, Gina!" he shook his head, pulling out before he came too and caressing her hips, "whoa."

"You didn't finish," she panted, stroking his cheek, still shuddering above him.

"It's fine."

"No," she shook her head, moving him back inside her, "please, please Robin." She began moving again and scrunched her eyes closed as pleasure ripped through her and it built again, how the hell was it possible so quickly after she had just orgasmed? "God Robin!" She had never felt like this in her life, so out of control. He was holding onto her hips and thrusting into her quickly, "please tell me you're close," she whimpered.

"I am," he nodded. He was making love to her so thoroughly, she arched her back and allowed him to literally just take all control, "I'm close."

Her muscles tightened and she was there again! Coming again, this time at the same time as him; she felt him spill inside her, his hips jerking against hers as he groaned and she whimpered.

"Robin, Robin, Robin," she shook her head, leaning back and laying on his legs.

"You okay?" he asked, slipping back out of her and sitting up as her legs wrapped around his waist. "Babe?" he stroked her stomach as she regained her breath and opened her eyes to look at him. She'd never had multiple orgasms before, not in such quick succession, she felt like every nerve end was tingling, like she was completely overcome by feelings.

She nodded, glancing up at him as he chuckled and reached down to pull her up to him, hugging her in his arms as they shared a couple of languid kisses

"I've been thinking about this moment for months," she whispered, nuzzling against him, "let's just say, it surpassed my imagination, my god have I missed that."

"I know, what went on?" he questioned, as she moved her leg up over his, trapping their baby in between them as they both placed a hand on her abdomen.

"I am guessing that was because of the pregnancy, apparently, a woman's… you know… is more sensitive."

"Clearly," he chuckled, "come on, let's clean up a little."

"Hmm," she nodded, "carry me."

"Carry you?"

"Excuse me?" she scoffed, "what is that supposed to mean?"

"What?"

"I am not that much heavier."

"I didn't say that."

"No, but you were thinking it," she shoved him playfully, letting out a little laugh.

"I think I can carry you," he slipped out of bed and lifted her up bridal style, she flung her arms around his neck, letting out a squeal as she held onto him, "yeah, you aren't even heavy."

"Ever the charmer," she smirked, kissing him as he walked into the bathroom towards the shower.

Regina lay in bed as she ran her fingers over his chest, he was sound asleep and she was just basking in the knowledge that he was safe and sound beside her where he belonged. She kissed his shoulder and moved her fingers through his hair, then down to his stubble, he was so peaceful when he slept and she couldn't help but stare at him and hope that their child would be the same.

She wondered what their baby would look like, would it have his eyes and her hair, or maybe his hair and her eyes, would it be a mini her or a mini Robin? Who would it take after the most personality wise? Would she be hot tempered like her mommy, or calm headed like her daddy? She didn't really care, as long as her baby was happy and healthy, that was all that mattered, was all that would ever matter. She would do everything in her power to make sure that her son or daughter had the happiest childhood she could give, one filled with love and kindness, fun and laughter, that was all she wanted for.

Truthfully, she was shattered, multiple orgasms apparently took it out of you, yet she couldn't sleep, she didn't know what it was. Carefully, she moved out of bed and padded into the living room for a glass of water, she pressed her hands to her lower back, starting to feel like a pregnant woman as she rubbed it carefully, lately it was beginning to ache, especially after a long day. She reached the kitchen and filled a glass, taking a sip and closing her eyes.

Placing her glass down on the counter, Regina felt a pain and gasped, accidently knocking the glass to the ground. She took a couple of deep breaths and shook her head, it was a cramp, that wasn't too bad, but still caught her off guard.

"Regina?!" Robin hurried into the kitchen in just his boxers, the look on his face, telling her that she had scared him to death, "god are you okay?"

"Yes," she breathed, feeling the cramping again and biting down hard on her lip, this time not because she was turned on, but because she was in pain.

"You don't look it, come, lie down," he moved her over to the sofa, laying her down carefully, "do I need to call Dr Whale?"

"No," she shook her head, "it's normal to feel cramps… after sex..." she gasped, screwing her eyes shut, "when pregnant." She brought her legs up and waited for it to go away.

"Is that why you weren't sleeping?"

"It's fine."

"Did I… did I hurt you?" he asked, fear playing on his features as he ran his hand across her abdomen.

"No," she whispered, "you didn't," he didn't look convinced, not in the slightest, in fact he looked really upset, "look at me Robin," she took his chin in her hand and made sure he was looking at her properly, "you didn't hurt me, or the baby. I wanted sex as much as you did and I'm fine, I promise you, it just feels like menstrual cramps" She smiled at him, taking his hand in hers, "I'm sorry I woke you."

"Don't apologise for that," he kissed her lightly, "I'm going to go clean up the glass, do you want to head back to bed?"

She nodded, "yes, I need to pee first. Can you bring the leftover pizza in with you?"

"Really?"

"Night cravings Robin, get used to them," she smirked, pulling herself up from the sofa and walking to the bathroom. Once she was inside she leant against the door and took a deep breath, she really hoped that her baby was okay, she'd read all the articles about sex during pregnancy, but they had said that it was fine, it still didn't lessen her worry, she was still concerned about little baby Locksley who was all tucked up in her tummy.

After using the bathroom, she came out to find Robin sat on the bed waiting for her, he had found her baby book and was scanning through it, a glass of water and a plate with two slices of pizza on beside him, "you okay?" He asked looking up at her.

"Yes, I'm fine," she smiled, slipping back into bed, eating some of the pizza, she really needed to cut down on all the Italian food she was eating, she just wished she could crave something healthier.

"It says here, that sex is like a little massage for the baby," Robin chuckled.

"Oh dear," she rolled her eyes a she watched him read the book and ate her pizza.

"It also says that the uterus contracts after an orgasm and when you're pregnant, you feel it more. Also, your stomach can harden because of it."

"Okay," she looked towards the clock which read two am, she really should be getting some sleep, she'd been up since six that morning with sickness. Placing her plate down on the side, she drank some more water and got back out of bed again.

"Hey, where you going?" He asked.

"I'm going to brush my teeth," she smiled, "god Robin Locksley, you are such a worrier, I don't know how you coped at home knowing I was here alone."

"I didn't," he sighed, playing with the edge of the duvet.

"Oh Robin," she sighed, hugging him tight, kissing the top of his head.

"You were the last thing I would think about at night and the first thing I would think about in the morning, whether you were alright, how the baby was, scared that something might have happened and you were too scared to call me, too scared to do anything."

"I'm so sorry," she whispered, her nose beginning to tingle as she swallowed the lump in her throat and kissed his temple, "I shouldn't have pushed you away, I know that now."

He hugged her back, "if anything ever happened to you or the baby, I don't know what I'd do." She saw a tear roll down his cheek and pulled back to wipe it away.

"Nothing is going to happen to us," she shook her head, "the baby is healthy, I'm healthy."

"I know," he exhaled and kissed her stomach, "I know that our little prince or princess will be perfect.

"Yes." She smiled, "now, I am going to brush my teeth and go to bed, I'm shattered."

"Okay, hurry back."

"So protective."

"You have no idea."

Regina blinked her eyes open, realising that Robin's arm was tightly surrounding her, she grinned and yawned, snuggling deeper into his embrace. She didn't care what time it was, although she was guessing it was closer to the afternoon than the morning, she just wanted to lay here in Robin's embrace all day, doing nothing but cuddling and sharing kisses. She didn't know if she was quite ready for more sex, because as amazing as that had been, it hurt afterwards, maybe she would have to talk to Dr Whale about it at her upcoming appointment.

She felt Robin's lips trace her neck lightly and guessed that he was waking up from the way he was shuffling behind her. She hummed and moved her hand to touch him, as his hand came to lay on her stomach. This was a wonderful way to wake up, much better than the way she had been doing for way too long.

"Good morning baby."

"Who are you talking to?" she asked sleepily, "me or our child?"

"Both," he chuckled, nuzzling her playfully, "how are you feeling?"

"I'm fine and apparently, I am not waking up with morning sickness this morning, which is a large bonus."

"I thought that stopped after the first trimester?"

"Well, apparently, I wasn't so lucky with that one," she sighed, "for some women it carries on through the second and if you're really unlucky, the third."

"That's a bummer."

"Tell me about it," she groaned, turning in his arms to look at him, "good morning."

"Good morning." She grinned, pressing his lips to hers, cupping her cheek lightly. After a quick kiss, he moved his hands to her stomach again, "and good morning to you precious baby, are you ready to spend a day with your mommy and daddy? Just the three of us?" he pushed the duvet back and moved her night shirt up so that they could see her bump properly.

"Yes," Regina smiled waiting for her little one to kick, "I think I might go and do some yoga."

"Yoga?"

"Yes," she chuckled, "I need to make sure I keep moving or I'll cease up by the time I reach thirty weeks, never mind forty. Plus, Dr Whale said that my bump is progressing quickly, that she is growing fast in there, meaning that I am sticking out more, but thats okay," she smiled, moving out of bed and pulling her night gown off in favour of donning the clothes she had been wearing the previous night. "Come work out with me," she took his hand and pulled lightly.

He groaned and buried his head in the pillow, "do I have to?"

"Get out of bed lazy head," she giggled, "come on, I'll show you what I learnt in my prenatal class."

"You went to one of those already?"

"Ah, yes, last week, but you can definitely come with me this week," she smirked, kissing his cheeks, "come on, do some yoga with me and baby, I thought it was supposed to be a family day. Plus it gives you a clear mind, clear mind healthy mind," she laughed.

"Oh god, you've not gone all spiritual on me have you?"

"No, come on," she managed to get him out of bed and into the living room. She found the inflatable pink ball that was stored in the closet and threw it at him, catching him by surprise.

"Hey," he chuckled, bouncing it a couple of times, before moving the coffee table and putting the exercise ball in the centre of the room for her. "How about I make your breakfast whilst you meditate or whatever it is?"

"Fine," she rolled her eyes, she wasn't going to force him to do yoga with her and if she thought about it, she could eat. She sat on her ball and watched him in the kitchen before beginning to stretch a little, getting ready. She was just about to get into her first position when there was a knock on the door. "Urgh."

"Babe, door."

"I know," she sighed, standing and moving to the door; without thinking that Robin was in her kitchen and she was in workout gear, she opened the door. "Hello?" Her eyes went wide and she gasped, "mother?"

"Regina."

"What are you doing here?" she asked, one hand coming to her stomach.

"Am I not allowed to visit my daughter? Do you always answer the door dressed in such attire?" Her mother stopped talking and frowned, "Regina, do you think you have something to tell me?" she questioned, her eyes fixed on Regina's baby bump. The only glitch being that she hadn't exactly got around to telling her mother that she was pregnant yet, oops.