Robin Hood + Regina Mills
Kissing, Suggestive Language, Childbirth Complete Log
Robin blinked in confusion as he sat up and looked around the unfamiliar room. Not only was this not his bed, but he had no memory of going to sleep. One moment, he’d been walking with Roland to the car and the next, as they’d stopped to examine an odd looking coin, he’d found himself waking up here in this strange bedroom.
“Roland!” he called out, half-panicked. In the next instant, the hologram appeared, assuring him his son was safe in the next room and explaining why they were here. Atlantis. A fight to save creativity. It all sounded very noble, but Robin still felt as if his head was spinning at the end of it all.
“You could bloody well warn a bloke before dragging him somewhere new,” he muttered as the image faded and he stood, moving toward the door of the bedroom to find his son.
“Mama. Mama. Up,” Xavier asked putting his arms up. Once she had her son in her arms she watched as he pointed to a bench nearby and exclaimed, “bird. chirp. chirp.” Regina immediately laughed and turned to rub her nose against his as she replied, “who’s a smart little monkey? I think you are. Yes, you are. You’re mommy’s smart little monkey.” And as he always did when she rubbed her nose against his, Xavier let out a little giggle, before going back to observing everything that they passed. Later she would note that not even a minute passed before his little head was resting on her shoulder.
Regina knew that she shouldn’t be carrying him as often as she did. But she just couldn’t say no. The pout and puppy dog eyes (that she knew came from his father) melted her heart and she ALWAYS gave in. And so, from the moment that she had picked him up from daycare, until now as they walked into their apartment, he remained in her arms.
Once inside she placed him down and watched as he ran to the toys that he’d been playing with that morning. Regina would have continued to watch him but the opening of a bedroom door distracted her. She immediately turned her head towards the sound and an audible gasp could be heard.
“Robin?”
“Regina.” If Robin was determined to find Roland, his fiancée was his next priority after his son. The idea of being brought to a strange new place without her wasn’t one he relished and a relieved smile blossomed on his lips as he saw her there in the apartment, looking just as she had when he’d last seen her.
Wasting no time at all, he crossed the room quickly to take her into his arms. His embraced was gentle, taking into account that she was very, very pregnant. Their daughter was, as far as he knew, due in just a few weeks and he couldn’t help the feeling that he needed to be careful.
Shortly after she and Xavier had gotten settled they had made a wish. A wish that they’d be reunited with Robin and Roland one day. Preferably before Hope decided to make her grand entrance into the world.
From the moment that they had confirmation that they finally would be adding to their little family, Regina, had vowed that it wouldn’t be like before. That Robin would be there from beginning to end and that their daughter would know who he was.
So, when Robin pulled her into an embrace Regina’s eyes immediately filled with tears. And a second later she choked back a sob as she breathed in that scent that was just him. A second after that the tears began to steadily fall down her cheeks and onto her fiancé’s shoulder.
“You’re really here,” Regina said though it was slightly muffled due to the fact that she had turned and now her face was tucked into the curve of his neck.
Robin’s arms tightened around her as he murmured assurances in her hair. “Yes, I’m really here. He might not know how much time she’d truly spent apart from him. He didn’t know that her memories would have made it seem like even longer. But he knew that the woman he loved more than anything was in tears and he was going to do anything he could to make it better. Nor was he inclined to let her go anytime soon. He was just as pleased to have found that she was also here.
Pulling back slightly, Robin cupped Regina’s face in his hands, using his thumbs to gently brush the tears from her cheeks before leaning in and kissing her. It was in the middle of this kiss, naturally, when Roland entered the room calling out for his father. Robin supposed, as he pulled back with a soft groan, that this part of their reunion was going to have to wait until the boys were both settled for the evening.
“To definitely be continued,” he murmured in Regina’s ear before turning to lift his son briefly into his arms. Roland had reached an age where he wouldn’t be held for long, but after waking up in a strange new place, Robin suspected he’d be allowed a hug, at least, though Roland wasted no time and hugged Regina next.
There were comforts in life that Regina knew that she could do without. And ones that she couldn’t. Expensive clothes, lavish meals and a large home were just a few of those comforts that weren’t essential to her well-being. But Robin’s embraces and the various ways that he would kiss her? Those were essential to her well-being. There was nothing that she couldn’t face as long as she had both of those. And thanks to the memories that she received upon waking in Atlantis she knew, oh so well, the void their absence left behind. She knew how the loneliness tempted her into falling back on old habits. Like reconnecting with an old flame from her dark past.
When Roland walked into the room and interrupted their embrace Regina also expressed her displeasure with a huff. They were always being interrupted by one or both of their sons. And then following her fiancé whispering into her ear she expressed her displeasure with a faint groan.
Regina intended to draw attention to the fact that he knew just how much that little action affected her. How it made her weak in the knees and very determined to drag him behind closed doors. Something that was not possible while their sons were still very much awake. But Roland reached out to give her a hug and she decided that scolding him could wait.
Though their embrace was brief and Roland was soon on the ground again, Regina, was pleased that he still enjoyed giving her hugs. Sure, he would protest if she held him too long but he at least allowed her to hold him close for a brief period of time.
“I think you’ve grown, Sir Roland.” She said smoothing his hair back with one hand; the other was resting just above where she believed her daughter’s head to be.
Robin was no more pleased to have the kiss cut short, but he knew it would just be hours before the boys would be in bed for the night and he would have Regina all to himself. Watching her with Roland, he couldn’t help but smile. He knew Roland would always miss his mother, but he knew Regina had formed her own special bond with his son. They’d formed their own family here, even if the baby Regina now carried inside her was the only one of their children they’d actually conceived together.
No matter the biology, he grinned openly when Xavier ran toward him for a hug. Robin swung him up into his arms to greet the little boy who he loved as fiercely as he did the boy who was his own flesh and bloody. “I do swear this one’s grown since this morning,” too, Robin commented as he looked again toward his fiancée. He had no way of knowing, of course, that Xavier and Regina hadn’t just arrived today. From Robin’s point of few, he had seen them both just hours ago.
As Regina watched Xavier run toward her fiancé for a hug she was overcome with emotion once again. He would never know his father. Not the way that she had known hers. Or Roland knew Robin. But he’d never lack a father’s love. The way that Robin showered her son with love only served to make her fall more in love with him each and every day.
“Oh he has. Our little monkey here has gained two pounds since we first woke up here three weeks ago” Regina said in response to Robin’s comment and then reached over to tickle the bottom of Xavier’s foot. “Isn’t that right, monkey? Two whole pounds?”
Xavier giggled and jerked his foot away which caused Regina to laugh. She could spend hours just listening to his little laugh. Roland’s too. “Why don’t we leave the boys to play out here for a few minutes while we go into our room so I can show you something?”
“Three weeks?” Robin asked in a moment of confusion. He knew that time could move differently and people could come from different points in their timelines - it had been the same in New Orleans, when they hadn’t arrived at the same time - but it still threw him for a beat to learn she’d been here so long without you.
“I’m not doubting you, Regina,” he said, shaking his head, “but it feels like I just saw you. I guess this world hopping is something we’ll never get used to, is it?” Setting Xavier back down at Regina’s suggestion, he nodded. “I might have a thing or two to show you, too,” he couldn’t help teasing her as he told Roland to keep an eye on his brother.
Regina nodded in agreement to Robin’s response. Despite how many stops she had made on her world hopping tour thus far it was something you never got used to. It did become easier each time it happened. Though, this time, not so much. The lifetime of memories that she’d received were going to need to be addressed in depth eventually. At Robin’s teasing she tossed a smirk in his direction and proceeded to walk into their bedroom. Once they were both inside she shut the door and got as closed to him as she possible could before saying, “Now, where were we?”
“Oh, I think it was somewhere around...” Robin paused to slip an arm around Regina’s waist, deftly pulling her closer as he leaned in to press a kiss to the side of her neck. “Here.” Smirking, he dragged his lips up to her jawline and trailed kisses back to her ear. “Or maybe here,” he added. He knew leaving the boys to their own devices for more than a few minutes wasn’t the best of ideas, but he had every intention of making the most of those few minutes.
A breathy “Robin” was all Regina could manage to say as he pressed kisses to her neck and up her jawline to her ear. And were it not for the arm around here waist her legs would have most assuredly given up on keeping her upright. Once she was able to think a little more clearly she whispered, “you, my love, are a tease,” before turning her head to finish the embrace that they been interrupted earlier. Well, that had been the plan, until a particularly sharp all too familiar pain caused her entire body to tense. When it didn’t subside after a few seconds she groaned and said, “you have got to be kidding me.”
Robin’s mouth had been moving toward hers when he felt her suddenly tense in his arms. Instantly, the look of desire in his eyes was replaced with one of concern as he looked down at the woman he loved. He opened his mouth to ask if she was alright, but her groan was enough to clue him in. “Now?” he asked incredulously. A beat later, he was shaking his head and couldn’t help a soft chuckle. “Well, she certainly has her mother’s flair for the dramatic, doesn’t she?”
Regina wanted more than anything to protest Robin’s comment but there had been no lie in his statement. Not that she’d admit ever openly admit to him that he was right.
“She’s officially grounded for eternity,” Regina said and then began to use the breathing techniques that she had learned in the birthing class she had taken awhile back. The instructor swore that they’d help you through the worst of the pain.
****** 9.5 Hours Later ******
If you asked her what happened in the moments that followed her first contraction Regina would tell you that it was all hazy. She vaguely recalled them getting the boys settled with a sitter. Undoubtedly it had been Rose and Dimitri but she had been focused on her breathing at the time so she couldn’t be too sure. All she knew was that the boys would be well looked after while she brought their baby sister into the world.
Regina vaguely recalled Robin guiding her into medical and the staff making sure that she was comfortable. She remembered feeling like her water would never officially break. And when it finally did she remembered promising Robin that he would never touch her again. There had definitely been moments where she openly cried and tried to argue that she couldn’t do this. But then it was right back to cursing her fiancé for making her go through this.
At some point she vaguely recalls someone had responded to her comment about this being harder the second time around with a smartass comment regarding her age. It was the kind of comment that she normally would have laughed off. But not when she felt like she was being torn in two. Though none of that mattered once Baby Girl Hood-Mills made her grand entrance showcasing the lungs that she had definitely inherited from her mother. And from the very moment that her daughter was placed in her arms, Regina knew that she would never want to place her down. Hope Katherine Hood-Mills was everything she had ever dreamt she’d be and even more.
Once everything had been cleared away, her daughter had been cleaned, weighed, and measured, and she had been walked through the first feeding, the medical staff gave them space so that the three of them could bond.
Having a baby in more modern times was certainly different from having one in the Enchanted Forest. Robin was amazed by the brightness of the hospital room and all the medical technology they had at their disposal here and comforted to see at least one or two familiar faces when they arrived in medical.
Now, Robin was no less amazed as he gazed lovingly at his newborn daughter, certain she was the most perfect creature he had ever laid eyes on. He’d thought the same about Roland, of course, but that was beside the point. Secure in his knowledge that the boys were in good hands with Rose, Robin was wholly focused on the two most important females in his life.
“She’s beautiful,” he breathed as he bent to press a soft kiss to his fiancée’s forehead without once taking his eyes off of the little bundle in her arms. “Just like her mother.”
“She’s perfect,” Regina replied as she leaned into the kiss that was placed on her forehead. And much like her fiancée her eyes never once strayed from the little bundle of pink in her arms. “But still grounded. Though maybe I’ll reduce her punishment to a century instead.”