Don't even get me started on how long it has been since I updated, all I can say is sorry and I hope you enjoy this extra long chapter! Thanks Lucy, Olivia and Hannah for the motivation! Love you all!

Regina cleared her throat as she looked at the woman stood in front of her, "mom."

"Regina, you're pregnant."

"I am," she nodded, her hand coming to rest on the swell of her abdomen, conscious that she was literally only wearing her sports bra and lycra leggings, her bump protruding over the top of them.

"You didn't tell me."

"I was waiting for the right moment," she whispered.

"Which was when? When the child was old enough to ask where's grandma?"

"No," Regina shook her head, "I know I should have told you mom, I'm sorry okay, I've just had a lot on at the minute with work and the baby, it's been quite the surreal experience. I promise I was going to tell you."

Cora rolled her eyes and shook her head, "very well, can I come in or am I going to have to stand out here?"

"Of course, come in," her mother pulled her bags inside and closed the door behind her.

"Babe who was it?" Robin called and Regina squeezed her eyes together, before opening them to look at her mother. Robin came into the living room wearing just his boxers and stopped still upon seeing the other woman standing beside her. "Oh."

Cora rose her eyebrows as she took Robin in, Regina watched worrying slightly as she looked at Robin, she could tell that he was confused, she couldn't blame him, she was confused too. "Regina why is there a half-naked man in your sitting room?"

"Um," she tried to fight the urge to laugh, because it was just so damn funny, Robin's face was priceless, so was her mother's and has this been some sort of television program, she would have loved it, but it wasn't, it was her life. Her boyfriend was literally stood in his underwear in front of her mom and it was the first time they met, what a first impression that was. "Well..."

"I was just making breakfast," Robin supplied, "pancakes and bacon if you would like some."

"Regina?" Cora ignored Robin and stared at her, Regina took a deep breath and closed her eyes, "well?"

"Mother, this is Robin," she gestured with her hand, "Robin, this is my mother," she saw the immediate alarm flash over his face, he obviously hadn't known that she was her mom.

"I hardly think you should be introducing us when he is wearing no clothes," Cora rolled her eyes.

"Yeah, I'm going to go grab some clothes," he nodded, hurrying off, Regina couldn't help but check out his ass as he went, his boxers hugged to his hips and showed the defined cheeks of his butt, something she would have commented on had she not been standing right beside her mother, it might be slightly inappropriate.

Once he had gone, she turned to her mother, "so would you like a drink or something?"

"Regina, who was that man?"

"I told you, he's Robin."

"Is he the one who got you in this mess?"

"This mess?" Regina scoffed, "what mess might that be?" She questioned moving to flip the pancake Robin had left on the stove as she looked over at her mother. She knew where this was going and it was going to end in a swinging match, them throwing hurtful words at each other until Cora walked off with her head held high, leaving Regina behind feeling like a useless piece of crap. God if she dared say anything nasty about her baby, she might just hit her with the bloody skillet, she could blame it on pregnancy mood swings.

"You know what I am talking about, this pregnancy wasn't planned, was it?"

"Well no," she shook her head, caressing her stomach, "it wasn't planned, but it doesn't mean I love my child any less."

"How can you have been so foolish Regina, don't you know what a condom is? Or other contraception, why weren't you on other contraception? Do you know how dangerous it is not to use any contraception? And no, before you start I am not talking about the baby now, although to be honest that is a given, I'm talking about the diseases Regina."

"The diseases?" She huffed, well that was just plain insulting, how many men did she think that she slept with for Christ sake, she was a grown woman and she knew the importance of contraception and she and Robin had used it every time, except for once and that happened to be the time their baby was made, she wouldn't take it back, not for one minute, if she was given the option to go back and use a condom she wouldn't, because she wouldn't have her child right now and she wouldn't have Robin. Then something else came to her and she glared at her mother, "what are you saying?"

"Well, you can catch all sorts Regina."

"Yes, but I've only been with Robin without contraception, are you saying that the man I love could have given me a disease? That he would have put me in danger like that?"

"Regina…"

"No, you don't know him, Robin would never put me in danger that way, he might have gotten me pregnant, but had he had something, he never would have gone along with not wearing a condom," she felt slightly strange having this conversation with her mother if she were honest, she wasn't really the first person that came into her head when she imagined talking about sexual contraception. Her mother had been the one to bring it up in her judgemental ways, she wasn't one who could just be happy for her child, she had to question every element of something before she was content.

"Regina, I am simply questioning how you got pregnant that is all."

Regina took a deep breath, she knew there was no point prolonging the argument, the stress wasn't good for the baby and she certainly wasn't going to let her mother affect her child, "well mother, I got pregnant the same way as most, I had sex."

"You know that is not what I meant Regina Maria Mills."

"Really? Full naming me are we?" Regina scoffed, taking the pancake off the heat, "Robin, what are you doing with these?" She asked, adding it to the pile he had warming on a low heat in the oven as she poured another one in the pan.

"Coming," he came into the kitchen with his jeans and a t-shirt on, at least he looked more presentable that he had before, not that Regina had been complaining, it was nice having him back to walking around her apartment in nothing more than a skimpy pair of boxer shorts, not that she was objectifying him or anything like that, he just had a nice package, she almost laughed at the thought. Robin placed his hands gently on her hips and kissed her temple before moving past her to look into the pan.

She looked up at her mother and saw that she had her eyes narrowed, Regina had a feeling a conversation was needed here, "okay mom, can you come with me please," she was about to take her in the bedroom when she remembered they hadn't changed the sheets from the night before and the last thing she wanted was her mother making a comment about how the room smelt like sex and pizza, because let's be honest, it probably did, something she didn't care about in the least. She led her back into the sitting room, gesturing to the couch as she sat beside her, a hand coming to cover her bump again. "Why were you looking at him like that?"

"Like what?"

"With your disapproving face," Regina gestured at her, before going back to tracing along her stomach.

"Well, I was just thinking how young he looked."

"Young?"

"Hmm, he's younger than you isn't he?"

"Yes, what does that have to do with anything?" Regina scoffed.

"How much younger?"

"Not that much younger," Regina sighed, rolling her eyes, trust her mother to quiz them instead of being happy for them.

"Regina."

"Okay, so he's twenty-four," she whispered.

"Twenty-four? Six years younger than you?"

"Yes," Regina closed her eyes before looking over to the kitchen, she could hear low music playing, Robin had obviously turned it on, "please mother, I love him, don't do anything to destroy that, please."

"Love?"

"Yes love and he loves me, he waited for me."

"Waited for you?"

"It's a long story," Regina shook her head, there was no way her mother was ever going to know about that, no way at all she would be telling her the whole story about herself and Robin, it just wasn't really an option, her mother would judge her, ask her why she had been so weak as to let him back into her life, to risk so much for him, risk her job, her income for him when she had a baby to support. That wasn't a question she could answer right now, she didn't think she would be able to without the tears flowing down her cheeks. She needed him and he needed her, that was all there was to it.

"I have time."

"All you need to know mother is that Robin loves me and he loves our child, that is all that matters."

"Does he have the financial means to support you though Regina?"

"What does that matter?"

"Children are expensive to maintain."

"Mother, I make a substantial amount of money in my job…"

"So he's unemployed?"

"No, I didn't say that, he works part time."

"Doing what?"

"He teaches sport clubs at the community centre some nights."

"Oh dear," Cora sighed, "that is worse than I thought."

"He will get a good job, he just…"

"He is clearly a loser without qualifications Regina."

How was she supposed to tell her mother that he almost had his qualifications, that in a couple of months he would graduate and have a degree in History and Politics? There was no way she could tell her that without confessing what he was to her other than her lover. "I don't think that is any of your business," she should have just lied, told her mother that he had some amazing job with a massive pay check. "How dare you call him a loser, he isn't, he is so smart and I do not appreciate you judging him like that, you have no right to."

"Babe, breakfast," Robin called, looking around the door.

"Okay," she smiled at him before looking back at her mother, "where are you staying?"

"I was going to stay here, but apparently, you have other company," Cora stood from the couch.

"Mom…"

"No, I'll find a hotel…"

"Mom, you can stay here," Regina sighed, walking closer to her, "I want you to stay here, but you have to please try with Robin."

"Fine," Cora huffed.

Regina turned her back and rolled her eyes as she looked at Robin and went with him into the kitchen, leaving her mother alone in the living room, "god, Robin I am so sorry about that," she breathed, rubbing her hands over his arms.

"Your mother is here?"

"Yes, I know, she hadn't told me," she took a deep breath and looked to the ground, "this wasn't how I planned the two of you meeting."

"Hey, look at me," he cupped her face gently, "it's going to be fine okay," he cast her a dimpled grin as he pressed a small kiss to the tip of her nose, "I love you."

She could help but smile back and move further into his embrace, hugging him, her bump between them; at that moment, she felt the baby kick and they both gasped, Regina looked up at him, a smile forming on her lips as they both looked down. She knew that Robin had felt it too, after all her stomach was pressed against him.

"I felt her, she's going to be a little soccer player when she's older," he chuckled, on hand coming to stroke the side of her bare abdomen. She really needed to go and change her clothes, but she liked showing off her bump when she was around the house, liked to be able to stroke across her skin, knowing she was that bit closer to her child; not that she could physically be any nearer than she was already, her baby was inside her, she was a part of her, growing inside her. She really needed to find out if her baby was a girl or a boy because she was getting so used to thinking it was a girl and if not, she needed to reroute and think about the idea of having a boy, something she hadn't really considered.

"I think her other foot is kicking my bladder," Regina groaned, rolling her eyes as she caressed the area where the baby was kicking, Robin leant his forehead against hers and threaded their fingers, still pressing their hands to her bump.

"She's just reminding her mommy and daddy that she is here."

"I believe she is," Regina chuckled, kissing him lightly as they both enjoyed the special moment, since the first kick the day before, their little one had been rather active, Regina wasn't complaining, she loved that Robin could now feel the baby too, she had been able to feel tingles, but nothing so strong as what she was feeling now.

"The baby is a girl?"

Regina turned to see her mother staring at them which was quite creepy because they had been in their own little bubble, how long had she been standing there? She saw the look in her mother's eye, she seemed as though she was on the verge of tears, she only ever wanted to look out for her, she didn't mean to be as harsh as she always was, she was just a little protective. "We don't know yet," Regina shook her head, "I'm hoping… not that I would care in the least if our child were a boy," she added quickly, looking at Robin as he chuckled and took the pancakes out of the oven where they had been keeping warm and placing them on the circular table in the dining room.

"I think Regina wants a girl," he laughed, plating up the bacon and eggs, before placing them down with the pancakes, "if I'm honest, I would like that too," he grinned, pressing a kiss to her temple as he walked past her and grabbed the orange juice form the fridge, "would you like some breakfast Mrs Mills?"

Regina watched for her mother's reaction, praying that she wouldn't be rude again, "in fact, I think I will," she nodded, walking over to the table and sitting down, raising her eyebrows at her daughter, "well? Are you joining us?"

"Of course, I just need to relive myself first, apparently, baby thinks that my bladder is a football". Should she be leaving her mother and Robin alone together in the kitchen? Was that really safe? She didn't really have much choice if she were honest, she really needed to pee, "so, I'm just going to…"

"Regina, go to the bathroom already," Cora waved at her, "you're bouncing about like you used to as a child," she saw the smirk on her mother's face and rolled her eyes.

"I'm going," she looked at Robin, trying to have a conversation with him by just staring at him, asking him if he were alright with this, gesturing with her head that he could go with her if he wanted, not that it would be weird, but maybe less awkward than sitting with her overbearing mother. He simply chuckled, before sitting down in the chair opposite her and apparently engaging in some sort of conversation with her.

Regina narrowed her eyes, before feeling another kick, "okay, okay I'm going," she huffed, her hand on her bump, "you're a bossy little madam aren't you."

After breakfast which had gone better than expected, they were all sat in the living room, exchanging stories, mainly about Regina, from when she was younger and obviously from when Robin had known her. Regina hadn't said much if she were honest she felt slightly like a tag along. She had never seen such a turnaround in her mother before, she had gone from hating Robin completely, having a lack of faith in him, in everything he did, to being here now and absolutely doting on him, it was crackers, completely bonkers, but it was her mother, what did she expect? She was the most unpredictable woman she had ever met, bar herself.

Robin was telling some story about Regina's pregnancy cravings, about the weird combinations she had been trying out, when Regina's phone buzzed and she was more than happy to leap up and answer it, it was a reason to get up and away from the conversation about her that she already knew about, it was her life for christ sake, of course she remembered doing it. She answered the phone and walked away from her mother and Robin, guessing that they would be alright without her for a little while.

"Archie?"

"Hello, Regina, I was just ringing to ask how you were doing."

"Oh, I am very well," she smiled, leaning against the wall and playing absently with the tassel on the sweater she had changed into earlier. She was so happy to have friends like Archie who cared about her, genuinely cared about her enough to check in on her, it was touching, it really was.

"Oh good, do you need anything? I could…"

"Archie, I love that you are sparing a thought about me, but I can assure you I am great."

"Yes, but I just keep thinking about you being alone in your apartment… I didn't mean it to sound that way," he rushed, "I meant that I think I would prefer it if you had someone there with you."

"Well, you don't have anything to worry about there," she chuckled.

"Oh, is your boyfriend back? You said he worked away."

"Yes he is, and my mother is over also, she came to look out for me."

"Aww, well it must be nice to have her there."

"She's been here less than an hour and I already want to strangle her, do I need therapy Dr Hoper?" she smirked, knowing that he was a lecture of phycology.

"Probably Dr Mills," he laughed on the other end, "however it is more normal than you would think to have a troubling relationship with your parents."

"Really? Good," she chuckled, looking through the doorway as she heard Robin's laughter filter through. She rolled her eyes, it made her smile though, hearing him laugh, after having to live without that sound as long as she'd had to, it sounded so good just being able to listen to that noise.

"Regina, would you like a little bit of advice?"

"Hmm."

"Don't strangle her."

Regina sniggered and shook her head, "I'm afraid I can't promise you I won't," she quipped, closing her eyes and pressing her free hand to her throat as she felt a bought of nausea, "Archie, I'll talk to you later," she gagged.

"Regina, you alright?"

"Hmm, just going to throw up," she excused, dropping the phone down without saying goodbye and rushing to the bathroom, she literally threw herself down onto the bathroom tiles as her stomach heaved and she lost her breakfast. She retched again and winced, she hated this, hated that she was unlucky enough to still have to be going through it, still have to endure the sickness, maybe it was a punishment for making Robin suffer for so long, for keeping him away, maybe her little one was angry at her because she hadn't allowed her daddy to talk to her.

Regina shook lightly as she tried to control her breathing; she heard the bathroom door fly open and spotted both her mother and Robin coming towards her, "Regina?" Cora questioned, moving closer, "surely you shouldn't be vomiting still, how far on are you?"

"Four and a half months," she breathed.

"You're in the second trimester, why are you…"

"Some women can experience it the whole way through their pregnancy," Robin chipped in, appearing beside Regina as he played gently with her hair, trying to comfort her in some way , moving his hand to her back and drawing soothing patterns. She brushed her hair behind her ear and sat up, leaning her head against his shoulder. "I got you," he whispered, pressing a kiss to the top of her head as he held her in his arms, his thumbs coasting up hers.

She smiled before pulling back, having Robin here comforting her was a refreshing feeling compared to having to throw up alone like she had been doing, so she basked in the moment.

Though the reminder that they weren't alone came form her mother not so subtly clearing her throat, Regina looked up to see her standing in the doorway, she reached over for some tissue to wipe her mouth before standing and grabbing her toothbrush, hoping to get the taste out of her mouth.

"Have you seen a doctor about this? Aren't there any medications you can take?"

"I don't want to do anything that might endanger my child's life," she sighed, "I've been trying different herbal remedies but..."

"Regina you can't be vomiting like this none stop."

"Rather that than take some drug which could hurt my baby," she scoffed, dropping the toothbrush back in the mug.

"Babe, your moms just worried about you," Robin stated.

Regina turned and glared at him, "so you'd rather put our child in risk?" She snapped, "whose side are you on?"

"This isn't about sides," he sighed, "your mother is clearly just..."

"Where has she been?" Regina huffed, "I haven't seen her in nearly a year and she just turns up here expecting me to be okay with that? You left mother, without any word of where to, I called at your apartment you weren't there, the door man told me that you hadn't been for a while, where were you mother? You accused me of not telling you when I found out that I was pregnant, well you didn't tell me you left."

"Regina, I went on a little trip, I was with a friend in the Hamptons darling."

"And you couldn't have told me you were with a friend in the Hamptons? I'd driven all the way to Boston to surprise you, much like you have right now, why did you come here in the first place mother? You didn't say earlier." She was annoyed, because her mother liked to interfere? She always thought that she knew best, even when she didn't; she liked to be in charge, for everyone to submit to her, well not anymore, she herself was going to become a mother and that was something she wasn't going to allow her own mother to control, she was the one who decided what was best for her child, her and no one else, except from Robin of course, but at this stage, she was the boss and wasn't going to do something that might risk her baby.

"I wanted to see my daughter on her birthday."

Regina furrowed her eyebrows as she looked at her mother then to Robin who looked just as confused as she bet she did, "what date is it?"

"It's February the twenty-seventh." Robin stated.

"Oh," she looked down and shook her head, "I forgot."

"You forgot what?"

"It's her birthday tomorrow," Cora shook her head, "I don't know how you managed to forget your own birthday."

"I didn't know what the date was and I had more important things to focus on than my birthday," she scoffed.

"It's your birthday?"

"Hmm," she rolled her eyes and left the bathroom, "no big deal."

Robin followed after her as she went into the bedroom and realised that her mother had to go through there to get to the bathroom, she looked at the crumpled sheets and grabbed the duvet, shaking it a little, before spraying some aerosol and looking around, everything else seemed alright. "Regina…" Cora walked out and stopped, an eyebrow raising, something which reminded Regina of herself. "Why is your underwear on the floor?"

"What?" She moved back around and saw her panties dropped under a chair, she scrunched her nose up and shrugged, "they must have fallen off the chair, I'm sure they're clean," she bent down and picked them up, knowing full well that they weren't they were the ones Robin had removed from her the night before in their hurry to come together.

"Well dear, I need to go out and get a few things, it shouldn't take me long."

"Okay," Regina cast her a forced smile as she watched her leave, before rushing back in the bathroom and dropping the panties in the wash basket. "I can't believe you threw them on the floor," she cringed, looking to him, "Robin."

"You didn't tell me it was your birthday."

"Robin, I don't really care about birthdays to be honest, I'm thirty-one tomorrow, so what? What's another year?" She really didn't care, people always made a big deal about ageing and yeah, Robin was younger than her, but what did that matter? So much had happened in that last year and she was glad for it, to be honest her being a year older meant she was that much closer to having her child with her, to be able to meet her daughter, or son, to hold her baby in her arms and show her little one how much she loved her/him.

"I might have liked to have known, maybe I wanted to celebrate your birth."

"You did?" she chuckled, raising her eyebrows as she sat down on the edge of the bath and bit down on her bottom lip.

"Of course, I did," he grinned walking towards her, his hands coming to her knees as he pushed her legs apart and moved in between them, "I think you need a proper birthday celebration," he smirked, his hands running up and down her upper thighs, thumbs skimming over her skin.

"What did you have in mind?" she questioned, bumping her nose against his playfully.

"I can think of a couple of things."

"I'm sure you can, do you think maybe you might like to give me a taste of those things?"

"Oh, well your birthday isn't until tomorrow," he tutted, "I don't know if it would be fair."

She pouted at him, knowing exactly what those things were, they probably involved all their clothes on the floor, "but I've been good this year, haven't I?"

"I don't think so Miss Mills, I think you have been extremely bad," he rose his eyebrows at her, "you've been a very naughty girl."

She looked at him and just couldn't help it, she burst into laughter, "I'm a naughty girl, am I? What does that make you?" she giggled, her hands taking hold of his collar as she pulled his lips to meet hers, allowing her to kiss him, she pulled back a little, her lips grazing against his as she spoke, "and here I was thinking I was the teacher."

She saw the look in his eyes darken as he pulled her up off the bath and kissed her, one hand tangling in her hair as the other went to her lower back, allowing her to rub herself against his leg, of course she took advantage of this and moaned into his mouth, receiving a satisfying amount of friction on her clit. She shuddered in his arms, whimpering against his lips, "Robin," she breathed. His hand moved down the front of her pants, his fingers stroking through her wetness as he circled her clit. She ground against his hand, increasing the pressure.

"Oh my."

Regina immediately froze, tearing her lips from Robin's as she turned to see her mother staring at them in the doorway, "mom, I thought you were going out."

"I was, but I decided to freshen up a little after my travel first."

"Right," Regina's hand found Robin's wrist and pulled his arm, making him take his hand out of her pants, "well, you do that, we'll just, go somewhere else, anywhere else," she dragged Robin out of the room with her as they both cringed and made their way into the living room. "That didn't just happen."

"Oh I think it did."

"Mortified."

Robin chuckled and shook his head, "do you want something to drink?"

"If you can make me a memory potion so I can make myself and my mother forget that she walked in on you touching me, then yes please."

"I'm afraid I can't."

"Oh well then, I guess I'll just have to have some orange juice."

Later that night they all enjoyed some of Regina's lasagna, before Cora stated that she was jet lagged from her flight, despite it only being an hour from Boston to Maine. Her mother was sleeping on the pull-out bed in the living room, that alone had caused worry for Regina, mainly because she realised that when the baby came she had literally no room, which also meant that she was going to have to move into either a bigger house or apartment. She could afford it, had actually been saving money, but she knew it was so stressful moving, so had up until now avoided the topic, but she was going to have to address it sooner or later.

Robin and Regina were stood in the kitchen, he had his arms around her and was watching over her shoulder as she scooped up a fork full of chocolate cheesecake.

He pressed a kiss to her cheek and hugged her a little tighter, his fingers brushing across her abdomen before he pulled away, "I should be getting off."

"What?" She turned around a mouthful of cheesecake, watching him slip into his coat as she swallowed her dessert, "where are you going?"

"Home," he shrugged.

She furrowed her eyebrows and pouted at him, "you're leaving me," she whispered, not knowing why she was feeling so emotional about this, he was literally going back to his house, it wasn't as if she was never going to see him again, "why are you leaving me?" she cried. Oh god, was she actually crying? She rubbed her hand across her face and found that there were actual tears there, she was a grown woman, why was she crying about something like this?

"Regina," he moved closer to her pulling her into his arms, "hey, shush," his fingers carded through her hair as he spotted a kiss to her temple, "stop that missis."

"I don't want you to go," she breathed, holding onto him tight, but making sure not to squish bump, Robin kept referring to the baby as bump because let's face it, at the moment the baby was a bump and he said it was better than saying he or she.

"Regina, I can't just live here."

"Why not?" she whispered.

"It's too risky."

She sniffed against his shoulder and shook her head, "can I make a birthday request?"

"Yes."

"Don't leave."

He chuckled and brushed her hair back from her face, "fine, I'll stay,"

She beamed up at him before looking down at the bump which was currently kicking her, "I think you made bump very happy with that answer, she doesn't want her daddy to go."

He grinned and shook his head, dropping down to kiss her stomach, "do you want daddy to stay here with you and mommy?" He asked, caressing her gently as there was another kick, "I'll take that as a yes," he kissed her there again, before moving back up to her lips, "do you have any other birthday requests?"

"Hmm, I can think of something."

"You can?"

"Yes."

"Does it involve you trying to be quiet in order to not wake your mother?"

"Most definitely."

They had fooled around a bit and Regina tried not to make any noise, but there had been times in which she hadn't been able to stop it, a few loud moans and cries had slipped from her lips as Robin gave her an early birthday present, something she was very grateful for. She stirred in bed and looked to the window, light was shining through and she turned to kiss Robin on the cheek, she saw a smile creep up onto his face as he reached out to pull her closer.

"Good morning my beautiful birthday girl," he breathed, pecking her lips lightly.

"Good morning," she grinned, snuggling into his embrace, "how did you sleep?" she asked, stretching a little as she placed her hands on her bump and caressed it lightly.

"Very well, how about you," he opened his eyes to meet hers.

"I always sleep better when you're with me, except from when you get me with your toe nails."

"What?" he crinkled his nose up as he looked at her.

"Your nails scratch me," she snickered, placing one of her legs over his as she ran her foot up the back of his calf.

"Do they?"

"Hmm, I think you might need to cut them."

"Oh do you now?" He rose his eyebrows at her and she bit her lip, recognising that look in his eyes.

"I do."

"I don't suppose you'll be wanting your birthday present then."

"What is it?"

"Sexual favours," he grinned cheekily, "for now, because someone didn't tell me it was their birthday and they wouldn't let me go home for their present."

"Well, I'll never turn down your sexual favours…" she saw the look on his face and rolled her eyes, "anymore, I won't turn them down anymore." She knew he was referring to the night he came over when they had just found out he was her student and she had sent him away. "Anyway, how do you have a gift at home when you didn't even know it way my birthday?" she asked, narrowing her eyes at him.

"I already had a gift for you for another reason," he shrugged.

She narrowed her eyes at him, what was he talking about? She had no clue, but she wasn't going to quiz him on it, there wasn't much point, he probably wouldn't tell her anyway. "Hmm, I think I want my first gift now," she smirked.

"You do?" he moved closer to her.

"I do," she nodded.

"Okay then," she watched as he moved down her body, kissing her skin, skimming over her bump and upper things, going under the duvet.

"I think I'm going to like this gift," she breathed, he hadn't eaten her out in so long, it felt like forever since he had gone down on her and she had missed it. He costed down, pressing kisses to her knee as he pulled her underwear with him and kissed back up her inner thigh.

"God, I can't wait to taste you again," he stated, his stubble tickling her womanhood.

"What are you waiting for?" she whispered, her hand coming to his head, her fingers running through his hair as she wiggled her hips at him.

"Impatient milady," she felt him grin against her as he parted her folds and ran his tongue through them, dipping it inside her, she felt him groan against her, slowly his tongue twirled across her flesh, working his way back to her clit which he sucked into his mouth.

"Ooh Robin!" she gasped, pressing his head against her, "I missed this," she breathed, feeling a hand run up across her stomach, heading towards her breasts, he squeezed gently and played with her nipple. She closed her eyes and arched her back, thrusting her hips against him. His other hand was dancing on her thigh, before brushing up to where his mouth was and playing with her entrance, running his ringer around, but not giving her much relief, simply teasing her until she moaned and writhed, begging for more, for him to plunged his fingers inside her and fuck her with them, she needed it, needed that extra stimulation. "Robin come on."

"Impatient," Robin chuckled against her, the vibrations making her shudder in pleasure, before he thrust two fingers inside her, causing her to buck against him. He pulled his lips from her clit looking up at her from under the covers, "is that what you wanted baby?"

"Yessss." She rocked her head to the side as she slowly rotated her hips against his mouth, urging him to suck on her again.

"I didn't quite catch that," he smirked against her leg and she knew he was pushing her to tell him what she wanted him to do, to tell him how he made her feel and she also knew that he wouldn't continue with his actions until she did.

"Yes! Yes I want it, god I want it so much…" he moved his fingers again, curling them up against the spot inside her that made her want to scream, his mouth also coming down to surround her clit as he sucked, flattening his tongue and running it directly over her clit, before flicking it and repeating, working to drive her insane, she knew that he knew what it did to her, knew the feelings he brought forth. "Oooh yes, yes, ooh Robin," she slapped her arm across her mouth and bit down, her eyes closing. "There, there, right there!" She gasped.

He continued, pushing her closer and closer to her peak, his fingers and tongue fucking her senseless, her body began to shake as she brought her legs up, wrapping them around his shoulders, pressing him tight against her as she gripped the sheets and flung them back so that she could see him over the top of her bump. Suddenly he picked up the pace and that was it, she was gone, her body going into spasm as she came on his tongue and fingers, crying out louder than she thought.

"I love you! God I love you so much! Fuck, Robin, ooooh," her eyes rolled back as he continued to lick her and push his fingers against the tight clenching of her walls, resulting in his groan against her sex, "stop," she whispered, the feeling becoming too much on her sensitive clit, "Robin," she squeezed her thighs together and he got the message, moving so that he wasn't directly at her clit. Instead he pulled his fingers out from inside her and moved his mouth there, licking her clean, before pulling away and sucking on his fingers.

"Mmm delicious," he grinned, before moving up to hover over her, "would you like a taste?" She rose her eyebrows at him, before pulling him down so that she could kiss him, tasting herself on his lips, she pulled back as he rested his head against hers, "happy birthday my queen."

"Thank you," she giggled as he brushed her hair behind her ear.

"You do know you probably just woke your mother right?"

Her eyes went wide as she starred at him, "oh shit."

After having a quick shower, they got dressed and left the bedroom, finding Cora sat at the kitchen island sipping a cup of coffee, Regina took a deep breath before going in and pouring one for Robin, grabbing a glass of orange juice for herself, literally muttering a good morning to her mother, not even daring to look up at her from embarrassment.

Robin came in and she looked up at him before clearing her throat and having to look at her mother before she got told off for being rude, "did you sleep well?"

"I've had better nights," she stated, casting them a poignant look, before bringing her coffee to her lips and taking a swig.

"Oh, was the mattress not comfy?"

"Oh dear I can assure you that wasn't the issue."

"I see," Regina knew exactly what the issue was and felt slightly mortified.

"It was more having to listen to my daughter as she had loud sex, I think you might need to make sure that your walls are reinforced in the future," Cora cleared her throat and shook her head, "I mean really Regina, twice?"

"Twice?"

"It was bad enough going to sleep with the cries of 'yes don't stop', but having to wake up to it too."

Regina looked up at Robin, she could see that his lips were flickering and he was trying to hold back a smirk, she sucked her own lips in and closed her eyes, trying so hard not to burst into laughter at the fact that her mother could hear.

"Also please make sure that the bed isn't slamming against the wall, and as for the begging? Really Regina must you beg, I thought I brought you up better than that?"

She was gone, as she held onto the table, trying to stop herself from doubling over as the laughter burst forth, she couldn't stop it, Robin was also in stitches as they just looked at each other, "I am so sorry," she sniggered, snorting slightly as her hands came up to cover her face, "trust me…"

"Anyone would have thought you were doing it intentionally."

"Oh I can assure you we weren't," she laughed, her mother clearly wasn't finding it as amusing, she was simply sat at the table, her face unmoving from the expression of absolute seriousness.

"No," Robin shook his head, looking up at her.

"If we were trust me, I would have been making more noise," Regina sniggered, not being able to help herself.

"No wonder you got knocked up so easily, you're both sex mad."

"We aren't sex mad," Regina giggled, "Robin is just quite good in bed that's all," she shrugged.

"Regina," Her mother snapped, standing from the table and pouring the rest of her drink down the sink, "I do not wish to know that your boyfriend is good in bed."

"Oh, well you seemed rather interested that's all, maybe I'll have to get you some ear plugs for the rest of your stay if you're complaining so much. People have sex mother, get over it."

Cora tutted before shaking her head, "Regina I would like to take you out to lunch alone and then we can go to dinner with Robin later."

Regina scoffed, her laughter stopping, "since when are you in charge of what I do? What if I want to have lunch alone with Robin?"

"Regina, I only get to see you every so often, I want to have a mother daughter lunch to celebrate your birthday."

She hated that her mother had just told her what they were doing, but she was right, they didn't really see each other that often and she probably should spend some time with her, she could see Robin every day, whenever she wanted to. She looked over to him and he just nodded.

"Regina, go have lunch with your mother, I will see you later."

"Okay," she smiled, bringing him in for a kiss.

"Have a good birthday, who knows, baby might go easy on you today."

"Let's hope so," she chuckled as they both stroked her stomach.

"I love you," he whispered, kissing her again, before downing the rest of his coffee and touching her cheek gently as he turned to leave. She watched him go and laughed to herself before drinking some of her orange juice and heading to find her mother.

Regina was rather conscious being out in public with Robin, they really shouldn't be, what if someone saw them? What they were doing wasn't exactly by the book, if they were recognised, she was pretty sure they would be in a lot of trouble, how was she supposed to explain having a meal with him and her mother? There would literally be no reason for them to be doing that unless they were together.

She had booked a restaurant that was outside of Storybrooke, much to her mother's chagrin, they were undertaking the hour drive to Portland, but Regina wasn't taking any chances at getting caught and the best way to avoid that was distance, and lots of it. Robin was driving and her mother was in the passenger seat whilst she sat in the back, staring out of the window as she tapped her feet. This was such a bad idea.

Her mother and Robin had been talking the entire way and to be honest she was so glad they got along, because she hadn't expected it at all, she'd thought that her mother would have hated him, that they would have hated each other, but apparently, she was totally wrong. It was Robin's charm, his ability to win people over so easily, it was something that had first drawn her to him, he was just someone you couldn't dislike, even if you wanted to.

She didn't even notice the car had parked until Robin opened her door and tilted his head, "you okay?"

"Hmm, just thinking," had they really been driving for an hour? God, she must have been spaced out longer than she thought.

"I hear that thinking hurts your brain," he grinned, offering her his hand as she undid her seat belt and got out of the car. She held onto him and flicked her hair.

"Well, I'm a thinker," she chuckled, straightening her dress.

"You look beautiful," he complimented. She smiled and looked down at her dress, it was a simple floaty black dress that clung to her bump, showing it off as the skirt swished. The main features were the high neckline and the sinfully low cutting back that reached the bottom of her spine, showing off her olive skin. She'd paired it with moderately high heels, not as tall as she would usually have gone, but tall enough for her to pull off the dress and highlight her legs.

"Thank you."

"Come on, are you hungry?"

"Aren't I always?" she giggled as her mother followed behind them and they found their table. Regina sat beside Robin whilst Cora took the seat opposite, she was staring at them and Regina furrowed her eyebrows, she felt kinda like a flea under a microscope.

"You were very quiet on the drive over," Cora stated, "something the matter?"

"No, nothing," she shook her head, looking over the menu, "I'm fine," she shrugged.

"Hmm."

"Mom I'm fine," she reassured as the waiter came and took their drinks orders, something told her that this was going to be a long meal.

She was eating her bolognese when she felt a hand on her knee, finger tips swirling over her skin, she took a sideways glance at Robin, he was simply eating and engaging in conversation with her mother, now talking about a historical even that she, being a history teacher, knew everything about, but she couldn't exactly concentrate on it at that precise moment, because he was driving her crazy with these small touches, he wasn't even doing anything much, but her libido was all over the place and it really was affecting her.

She twirled some of the pasta and placed it in her mouth, before choking on it a little as Robin's hand slipped higher up below the fabric of her skirt. She grabbed her napkin and wiped her mouth before laughing and shaking her head, "went down the wrong hole," she whispered, reaching for her drink and gulping down some of the soda, she was trying not to have as much fizzy drink, but it was her birthday, she was allowed a treat.

Regina went back to eating and felt Robin's fingers edging closer to her panties, she cleared her throat and looked up at her mother, "are you alright?" Cora asked, "you have been acting strange all night."

"No I'm fine," she shook her head, her hand moving under the table to push Robin's away, "I am great."

"Okay then."

She felt Robin's hand move again and it hooked around the fabric of her panties, she lost it, whatever her mother was saying going completely in one ear and back out the other, she flashed him an annoyed look and sipped some more of her drink.

"Regina what do you think?"

"Hmm?" she tilted her head looking at her mother in confusion.

"About the whole Trump situation."

"Oh, well…"

"Honey are you alright? You don't look too good," Robin commented.

"You bastard," she gritted under her breath, seeing the smug smile was over his features. "What about the Trump situation?"

"We were just talking about all the women who were protesting against him."

"Oh well, I would have…" she cleared her throat again as Robin began to stroke her through her panties, not touching her directly yet, "gone if I could…" she breathed, "I would have loved to… Mal was going and…"

"Regina? Something is wrong with you, is it the baby?" Cora looked worried as she stared at her.

"No, she's just kicking me a lot that's all."

Her mother's eyes narrowed at her, "are you in pain with it?"

"No," she definitely wasn't, but she needed to stop his hand before this got totally out of control, her hand grabbed Robin's and she leant over and ground out in his ear, "Robin, my mother is sat opposite us, will you stop turning me on," keeping her voice low she added, "it's not funny anymore."

"You love it," he grinned.

She closed her eyes, "I think I'm just going to go to the bathroom." She pushed her chair back and it accidentally went over Robin's foot, causing him to let out a loud yell, "oh my god, Robin," she panicked. "I'm sorry."

"Geez Gina," he breathed, closing his eyes.

"Sorry," she cringed, "I still need to go the bathroom," she shrugged, "is your foot okay?"

"Yeah, I think I'll survive."

"Good, I'll be back," she scampered off, just hearing her mother say something as she left.

"I don't know what is wrong with that girl."

Regina sniggered and shook her head, Cora should try disguising being felt up at the dinner table and they'd see how she fared with it. Entering the bathroom she ran her hands over her face and looked in the mirror, she really needed to act more natural, but it was hardly her fault, she blamed Robin.

After she had relieved herself, because it wasn't a lie she had actually needed to pee, she came out and was about to head back to her table when her heart shot into her mouth, she spotted someone familiar at the bar and she half thought she was going to have a full-on panic attack, she went to grab her phone and realised it was in her purse under her chair at the dinner table. There was no way she could go back and sit down, not without blowing their cover completely.

Instead she took a deep breath and decided what she was going to do, it was probably a risky idea, but it was the only way she was getting out of here without being discovered. She hurried back into the bathrooms and into a toilet cubicle, before pretending to throw up, making a loud retching noise.

"Excuse me miss."

Thank god.

"Are you alright in there?"

She pushed the door open and looked at the woman who had been putting on lipstick in the mirror, "can you please get my husband," she breathed, placing her hands on her stomach.

"Are you okay?"

"I don't know, I need him."

"Okay, where is he?"

"He's at a table with my mother, the man with the blue eyes and dimples, he should be sat opposite a woman with dark hair," she breathed, closing her eyes. She felt so bad doing this, it was really disgraceful, but she needed to get the message to Robin somehow and she wasn't risking getting found out.

"Okay."

"Please, make sure that my mother doesn't come with him."

"I'll try," the woman nodded, before rushing off.

Regina took a deep breath and moved over to the sink, this was why they shouldn't have come, she had known something like this would happen, that they would get found out before they even began. A small tear ran down her cheek, this had been a close call, a really close call.

"Regina!" Robin rushed in and grabbed her, "are you okay?"

"I'm fine, it's Archie, he's here Robin, I saw him."

After seeing Archie at the restaurant, they had left as quick as they could, making the excuse to Cora that Regina had a bought of morning sickness. Now she was in bed staring at Robin as he dried himself with a towel, having showered when they got home.

"That was too close," she whispered, "Robin, we nearly got caught, already!"

"But we didn't," he sighed, dropping the towel over the radiator before grabbing some boxers and pulling them on. He moved onto the bed with her and cupped her face gently, "we didn't."

That didn't make her feel any better, because they had nearly been, Archie could have seen them, had he been there when she caught Robin's toe and he made that loud noise, everything they had would have been destroyed, because although Archie was a good friend, she knew that he would have to tell Leopold, his conscious would destroy him otherwise, he was just like that, always having to do what was right. "Robin…"

"Regina, I don't care how close it was okay, I love you and I am not going anywhere," he shook his head, "there is not a chance I am leaving you again, not now, not ever."

"Rob…"

"Marry me."

"I don't think you… what?" She watched him get up and walk over to his bag with wide eyes, her argument stopping in her throat as she stared at him. He took out a small black box and she swallowed heavily as he moved back to her, opening the box to reveal a solitaire ring.

"Regina Mills, will you marry me?"