This chapter is M rated for dark themes and possible triggers and possible death. Please try to read until the end if you can as there is happiness. This idea was by my friend thank you. I wanted to get this chapter on so it has not been read though proper, sorry for any mistakes.
Regina walked into the dark, cold room. It was plain, silent, cold and dim. No wall paper or paint on the walls, only the brick it had been made of. And then a window, the window she would have to identify her husband. The window that would seal her fate. That Regina was going to be a widow. That Roland was going to lose a father after losing mother. And Henry would lose the only father figure he would ever know.
She took a deep, shaky breath before walking forward. The legs keeping her up threatening to let her go, fall, collapse into a pile of pain and sorrow for the loss of her husband. Regina walked, walked until she got to the window, eyes brimming with tears. They fell, they fell when she got to the window and seen his still body. Her hands covering her mouth, and gave a nod.
"Yes, that's my husband." She said in between sobs, her voice a whisper to the security guards in the room.
They nodded between themselves and a few left the room, one staying and walking over to her.
"Mrs Locksley, we are truly sorry-." Regina cut in, she didn't want their pity or their sorry for what had happened. She wanted her husband back. "Thanks." She stated coldly before walking out the room and asking for somebody to take her home.
They walked to the exit of the building not before… Tink rushed through the doors her arms wrapping around the brunette and tears leaving her eyes.
"Regina I am so sorry." Came the muffled words of the blonde as she embraced Regina, who gladly took comfort in her friend. Her own eyes filling with more tears, but really, she hadn't stopped crying since she found out about his death. Tink had found out about Robins death through phone call, after Regina had asked somebody to call her to tell her. Regina needed her friend, Tink and Mary Margret so they were as well as Robins and Regina's parents the first to find out.
"I just want him back." Regina whispered, just enough for Tink to hear and nobody else. The blonde gave a nod in understanding before pulling away.
"I know but me and Mary Margret are here for you. And if you need anything." Regina nodded.
"Would you be able to stay with me tonight? I need to tell the boys and I don't want to be alone tonight." The female nodded and lead Regina outside and home, the last place her and Robin had been together. And really now the White House didn't feel like the home she was meant to spend the next four happy years in.
It felt like a prison that she could not wait to get out of as soon as the Vice President is put into office. It couldn't come sooner.
She got to the house, the boys would be home in a few minutes. And Regina would have to tell them. Tell them their father had passed away. She walked into the sitting room, wiping her eyes and composing herself. And sat down with Tink next to her, just then she heard the laughter of the two boys. She turned her head and then the boys froze in their space when they see her, obviously, she hadn't been able to hide her sadness. Roland ran to Regina jumping onto her lap and giving her the biggest hug.
"Gina why you crying?" Henry walked over to the innocent child and the now crying Regina, who couldn't hold her tears at the young boys' question.
"Mom?" Henry asked. "What's happened?" Regina looked down at Roland as she held him in her arms. She had to tell it to him, she wasn't going to use words like death, not yet. She was going to use other words until she had calmed down about the situation so she could explain it better to him later. For now, she just had to tell him daddy was not going to be coming home.
"Roland, dad won't be coming home." Regina managed to keep herself calm, as she looked up at Henry who had a confused look on his face, and looking at Tink. He then changed it to one of knowing and both Regina and the blonde nodded.
"Why?" Roland's innocent question came out and Regina looked down at him.
"Because he had to go somewhere, but he loves you very much. And I am going to look after you." Roland nodded.
"Will daddy ever come back?"
Regina didn't want to say he wouldn't ever so she decided to go for a different approach to the question.
"You will see him again, one day." And with that Roland happily nodded, not understanding the severity of the situation and got down from her lap happily running off.
"Mom, are you sure about this?" Regina looked at him with confusion.
"Sure, about what?"
"That Robin has ya know." He didn't want to say the 'dead' word, he knew it would make it worse for her.
"Yes, I seen his body." Regina looked to Tink then back at him, the female next to her contently listening to what Henry had to say.
"Mom, that attack. It was on the news. It happened when Robin was travelling back to the hotel, they hadn't done any coverage for his journey back. Like they hadn't for any of his travels on this trip. So, nobody apart from him and the security knew if he was there or not. But my calculations say he was not." Henry was a smart kid, but it didn't make sense.
"But why would they fake his death? I seen him, he was pale, lifeless." Regina shook explaining to him.
"Make up- Haven't you ever watched films. Where somebody has to go into hiding for their safety." Regina stood up. And walked out of the room, into the kitchen.
"Henry, leave the film talk for a bit." Tink softly said before following the direction Regina had gone in.
Henry let out a sigh and walked to his room, taking out the phone in his pocket. He had a few phone calls and research to do. He was going to prove his point.
Later that day, the security team contacted Regina asking her to come down to the North Portfolio of the White House where the Vice President was going to make a statement announcing the Presidents death to the nation. They had asked Regina if she wanted to but she denied, knowing she couldn't do it. However, agreed to make a smaller statement after.
She stood next to the man who was soon to be President, she had decided to go for black, in her choice of colour. She was now a grieving wife after all. Tears filled her eyes once again, she had hardly stopped since finding out.
"Dear nation, I regret and I am saddened to announce that the President was attacked this afternoon at 1PM. We won't be releasing a lot of information. But there will be a two-day national mourning and at the end of the month I will take oath to office. Until then I will be acting President." Regina kept her head down during the whole speech, the silence was making her feel suffocated, trapped. The only noise was of the man speaking. But it was strange, why wasn't he becoming President as soon as.
Once he had finished he moved away and let Regina take over, she lifted her head and walked to the podium. Standing behind it.
"I would like to ask everybody, to please give me and my family time as we grieve over my husband's passing. The funeral will be small, with only close friends and family there. We will be leaving the White House shortly after my husband's funeral. Thank you everybody, for all the time you give us and the privacy of which we ask for." She began to shake during her speech and as soon as she had finished, Regina was off the podium and making her way back inside.
The next day, Regina woke up. She thought it was a dream, just a bad dream. But no, it was reality. Robin was gone.
The day of the funeral, had taken it's time to arrive. Time seemed to have stopped. She had gone for a black, quite baggy dress. Regina didn't want to wear anything tight, she felt it to be wrong for her to wear. It went just below her knees and had a sense of fashion to it.
There was a knock on the door and stood there was her parents. It had been the first time she had seen them since Robins death. Just like it would be when she seen Robins parent. Yes, they had talked on the phone to arrange the funeral, but they couldn't get there until the day. But they offered support and help to her whenever they could.
"Mom, dad." She whispered as they put their arms around her, Regina crying on their shoulders. Cora ran her hand down Regina's back, trying to give her daughter comfort.
A few moments later the Locksley's arrived. Patricia and Ryan Locksley. They were both still quite young, having had Robin at a young age.
"Regina." Came the gentle voice of Patricia Locksley. She had such a loving and caring way of speaking. A motherly way. Regina looked up and Cora and her father let go as she walked over to Robins parents. Hugging them both. Patricia was very calm, Regina knew she was upset over her son's death. But she was very good at hiding it. Paticia pulled away and looked at Regina.
"Let's get you inside so we can all finish getting ready." Regina nodded and they all walked inside.
"I heard on the news they have caught nearly everybody responsible for our lads passing." Announced Robins father, Regina nodded having been aware that they were just looking for two more people, who seemed to be working close together. "Supposedly they had been planning this for weeks before it happened." Regina just continued to nod at his words, she already knew this and she wasn't in the mood to talk about the killers.
"Regina, love." Mrs Locksley cut in. She was full of worry for the female.
"Yes, sorry." She looked at them, the whole room wearing looks of worry between them as they all looked at Regina. "Excuse me." And with that Regina left and locked herself in her and Robins bedroom, not leaving or speaking to anybody until it was time to leave for the funeral. Only then did she make a silent appearance. Walking to the car and getting in, not talking to the press, her family or anybody. Regina had finally broke. She couldn't handle it anymore.
In the building, of the funeral. Regina had agreed to do a speech, and asked despite it normally being males Regina asked if she could be one of the carriers of the coffin. They had reluctantly agreed and she managed to carry it, only by being between two men slightly taller than her so she didn't have the full weight of him.
She sat down on the front row silently through the whole thing and just before they walked outside she went over. The coffin was open and she placed her hand on his forehead. Her mind playing tricks as she thought she seen him move, take a breath. But no, she couldn't because he was dead. There was no way.
After they went outside and she made her speech as the coffin rested waiting to be lowered.
"Robin, we might have only been married a year, but my heart was and will be with you forever. We may never grow old together, but I will grow old for the both of us. I promise to look after Roland, protect him and hold him when he is upset. And with every breath I take I will remember how lucky I was to have found you. My soul mate, my love, my husband. I love you." By time she had finished tears where streaming down her eyes.
Regina didn't go to the after party, she decided to just go home. Spend some time by herself.
"The last two people responsible for Robin Locksley's murder has been found and arrested." Announced the news reader a few days later, to the broken Regina who sat there with red eyes staring at the screen. Now with nobody staying with her and Henry who she had sent to her parents and with Roland spending time with his grandparents. Regina had nobody in the house, yes the security and workers tried to check up on her but she had practically bolted the place shut.
She hardly slept, and was still. She hardly moved. It was like she had completely closed down. However later that day Regina managed to get the strength to do a very important thing. And to do something she had feared of doing since the funeral. Because she knew whatever the result it was going to hurt. She had known about the announcement for a few days as they had kept it secret until now, only telling a few people. Regina stood from the sofa a few hours later after the announcement and walked into the bathroom. She picked up the small box which read 'pregnancy test.'
After it had been taken she walked into the next room, sitting down by the window. Placing it window down, so she could look at it when she was ready. That is when she heard it, footsteps. Who on earth managed to get in? In fact, why? She had told them she was not to be disturbed.
"I thought I said I was to be alone." Her cold voice stated through the silence. "So please leave."
"I think this is somebody you are going to want to see." Came the familiar voice of her husband, no Regina was imagining it. It couldn't…
She turned around, and there he was in the flesh. Robin, her husband.
"Robin." Came the females whisper as she had an instant rush of strength and ran into his arms. Robin was here, it wasn't a dream. Regina was in his arms, as they wrapped around her.
"I thought you was dead." She cried into his shirt, against his shoulder.
"What kind of sick joke were you playing?" She turned into anger, her eyes glaring at him when she pulled away.
"I am sorry, I couldn't, we couldn't let anybody know I was alive until they caught the criminals. And we needed you to be the grieving widow." Robin stated as he kept his arms around her.
"Too right I was, I cried at your grave. I mourned you. I told our children that you were dead. Thought I might be faced with being pregnant without you here-." Robin cut in.
"Might be pregnant?"
Regina broke off from his hug and walked over to the white stick.
"Our future is on that." They both looked down at the stick like it was the most interesting thing on the planet, like it was going to do something other than wait to be picked up and find out the results.
Regina did the honours, picking it up as Robin stood next to her. "Four, three, two, one…" They said in sync and then she turned it over.
Pregnant.
This time the tears were of happiness as Regina put the test back down and hugged her husband.
Not only had she gotten her husband back today, but now they had a baby.