Hey guys! Here's an update for Week by Week. I hope you enjoy! Also, if you have any suggestions/prompts for a pregnancy oneshot, tell me! I'll write it! :) Or any sweet moments between Robin and Regina while she's pregnant, or maybe sweet baby moments...anything. It's all fluff. :)

Enjoy!
G.

Secrets

Regina heard the door open downstairs, she smiled and actually rushed down them to meet her handsomely rugged husband.

Robin caught her running down the stairs, alarmed immediately. "What's wrong, Regina?" He asks frantically.

She smiles and laughs, almost tackling him with a hug. He drops his jacket onto the ground, completely shocked. "What is this all about?" He asks, baffled as to what she was doing. Or what she's done…

She pulls away from him, that bright smile still there. "I'm just glad you're home."

He laughs awkwardly, "Why is that?" He asks, "What did you do, more importantly?"

"I've done nothing!" She replies defensively. "Can't a wife just be glad that her husband is home?"

"Regina…?" He says questionably. "Y-Okay…but where's the children?"

"They're fine, Robin." She states, a little annoyed that he wouldn't believe her. He knew her too well. She grabs his hand and walks them into the living room. "Now, I have dinner all ready, I just have to put it on plates. Wash up and go into the dining room, okay?"

He nods, still befuddled. "Okay…" He says apprehensively. He unties his shoes and takes them off, then walking into the bathroom and washing his hands. He looked into the mirror, questioning why she was acting so…odd. He didn't mind it, it just wasn't her normal self.

He swallows hard and dries his hands, walking back out to the dining room where Regina was currently setting a large ham in the center of the table. He suddenly looked around for some people, but there was no one else hiding anywhere. She'd done something…he knew it now.

"Dinner is served." She states happily, taking her oven mitts off and laying them on the side of the table. She sits down in her chair, silently telling Robin to sit as well.

He does as he is silently told, still apprehensive and pretty confused. "What is all of this for?" He asks, scooting his chair up to the table.

She shrugs, "I just felt like cooking today." She replies, looking over the table full of food. Ham, macaroni and cheese, salad, mashed potatoes…everything. She'd really outdone herself, and she was pretty proud. "Dig in."

He shakes his head slightly, not enough for her to see. He reaches out to cut the ham, placing some on her plate first and then his. After they both got their food, he starts eating his. "This is delicious, Regina." He says, taking a bite of ham.

She smiles softly, "Good, thank you." She replies, looking down at her plate of very little food.

Robin tilts his head, "Aren't you hungry?"

She jerks her head up, "Oh…not really. I kind of ate all of this stuff as I was cooking it…and I got a little bit sick. But it'll be here for the boys for their lunches." She states happily.

He furrows his brows. Something just…wasn't right. As they finish their food and small talk, she takes a drink of her water. He does as well, subconsciously wondering why she didn't serve the wine tonight. She must not have thought about it, because normally on big dinners- especially without the boys, she does.

What did she have in store for tonight if she hadn't done something wrong? Was she really building all of this up just because she was…desiring? He didn't know. He wondered why she would possibly feel the need to do so. Though, it's not like he didn't like the gesture. All of the food was absolutely delicious, and he was stuffed.

She stands up and takes their plates into the kitchen, bringing back some cheesecake for the both of them. Robin smiles, sitting back up in his chair as he eyes the moist looking cheesecake. "Do you want to eat this in the living room?" She asks.

Again, unusual. He shrugs, "If that's alright with you." He replies, once more befuddled on her behavior.

She nods and begins walking into the living room. She was stopped by Robin's strong arms wrapping around her waist, his chin falls down onto her shoulder. "You know, you didn't have to do all of this just for an all night ordeal." He whispers hotly into her ear.

She laughs and shrugs him off, "Dear, I know that. If that was the case, you would be begging me." She replies, turning around slightly and giving him a small and subtle wink. She sets the plates down on the coffee table, then sits down on the couch. "I was doing this just because, Robin. I just wanted to." She says, sounding a little shaky.

He knew she wasn't telling the truth, but he just couldn't figure out what was going on if it wasn't the "ordeal" that she wanted. What did she want? What did she mess up? Those questions kept buzzing through his mind. He was completely confused.

He sits down on the couch, snuggling up beside her. He wraps his arm around her shoulder, laying the plate in his lap and eating with his free hand. "I admit, this is all wonderful, Regina. Whether I believe you or not."

She shoots him a look, "Whether you believe me? Robin! I told you-"

"I know, I know. It's just unusual, you have to think about how it looks to me, too." He interrupts.

She swallows hard, nodding slightly. "I guess so." She quietly replies, looking down at her cheesecake.

The couple soon after finished their cheesecake, they were both snuggled up on the couch together. Regina's head laid on Robin's chest, his arm around her body. The other arm was stretched over the two, rubbing his hand on her soft arm.

She smiles suddenly, thinking of what they used to do. "Robin, you know what we haven't done in a long time?" She asks, keeping her head down on his chest.

"What, m'lady?" He asks, looking down at her.

"The secrets game. Where we both told each other our secrets."

He thinks about that for a moment. No, they hadn't done that since they were dating. "Isn't that what you do just to get to know your lover?"

"No…" She replies, craning her neck around to look at him. She smiles, "Just because we're married doesn't mean we know everything about each other." She replies, raising one brow.

He laughs, "Alright. Let's play."

She sits up, turning to face him on the couch. She crosses her legs over each other and grabs his hands. "You first."

"Alright…" He starts, thinking for a moment while looking down at their hands pressed together. "I don't like those…hot dog…things."

She laughs, "Understood." She replies simply. She smiles and shakes her head, "I don't either."

He waits for her to go onto her next secret, "Next?"

"I said mine! I don't like hot dogs either. Now it's your turn again."

He rolls his eyes, resulting in her giving him a light smack on the upper arm. "Fine. I love animals."

"I don't like crickets." She says, smiling.

"I haven't ever robbed anything in Storybrooke."

"That's not a secret!" She replies, "That should be an understood statement! That's good…I guess." She replies, "But…you did steal one thing."

"What?"

"My heart." She replies through a bright, warm smile. She taps the end of his nose playfully.

He chuckles softly, "You gave that to me, if you remember correctly."

"And you gave it back, but you stole it soon after." She defends.

"Fine." He finally just gives in. "It's your turn."

She nods, "I like making lasagna, but I don't really like to eat it all that much."

He laughs and tilts his head to the side. "I have a beautiful wife."

"That's no secret, dear." She replies, somewhat arrogantly. She looks down at their hands, knowing she had to eventually admit to what she's been planning to say all night. She rubs the back of his hands with her petite thumb, smiling down. She suddenly looks up, her lip was bit between her teeth. "I'm pregnant." She suddenly states.

This took Robin by complete surprise. More so than when she almost tackled him in the doorway, more so than when she fell in love with a thief. More than ever. "You're what?"

Her bright brown eyes stare into his dazzling blue ones, "I said that I'm pregnant. That counts as a secret does it-"

She was interrupted quickly by a searing kiss. Her head was pressed against his, and they didn't leave each other's embrace until they both just needed air. "I thought you said you couldn't?"

"I guess I had a different fate." She says softly, tears wanting to form in her eyes.

He smiles, his own tears wanting to swell up into his eyes as well. "That's amazing." He states in complete awe. He lays his large hand on her still flat stomach, "Hello, little one." He whispers.

The dam broke, Regina's tears freely flowed from her eyes as she let out a joyful sob. She laid her hand by his and smiled, wiping her cheeks with her free hand.

He looks up at her and smiles softly from ear to ear, "I love you." He whispers.

"I love you too, my handsome thief."

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G.