Hey guys! SOOOO here's a new fanfic story! Not a oneshot this time! WOOO! :) This story takes place in the Enchanted Forest during the missing year. Regina and Robin...fancy each other...but then it accidentally turns into something more.

What could it be?

Read to find out :D Heheh. Hope you enjoy!

G.

"Tonight was amazing, your majesty." Robin says as he puts his pants back on, standing beside the large, extravagant bed.

Regina smiles coyly, somewhat arrogantly as though she knew it was. How could it not be? She was the queen, after all. But she brushed her cockiness aside and pulled the sheets up further on her bare body. "It was. Now hurry before anyone catches you in here, especially Snow." Regina warns, a serious tone of voice rings through his ears.

He nods quickly, zipping his pants up and tightening the make-shift belt that the thief wore. "I'll see you tonight." He says, rushing to the door without even a goodbye kiss.

This is what they were used to, though. What they've done for the past few weeks, they didn't care about each other's feelings, just about their own physical needs.

But little did he know it, Regina was developing major, uncontrollable feelings for this outlaw. Every night that they were together, she would miss him leaving her bed more and more. But why? He's a common thief, not to be trusted in her home, let alone in a relationship. Something deep down, though, tapped at her stomach and made it bubble with happiness. She was overly giddy, especially for an Evil Queen.

She leaned back on her pillow, slouching over in her bed and grabbing her bubbling stomach. She couldn't help but smile when she thought about last night, about him and his warm skin up against hers. She found herself biting at her lower lip, completely joyful that he was there with her all night. She only wondered if Robin ever felt this, if he felt the joy and giddiness she was feeling right in this moment.

And that's all he could think about as he walked down the long corridor to his assigned room in the castle. He watched each step, looking down at his feet. His lips spread wide in a large smile, he was just as happy as she was.

But neither of them knew each other's happiness.

A month had gone by, still being lovers but finally warming up a little more to each other during the day. They had even sneaked out together at sunset, avoiding Snow White and her "Charming" to go have a picnic beside the lake. Sometimes her large, royal dresses made it hard for her to be comfortable on the ground beside the water, but she always felt better once she was laying back in his arms, and her head rests on his chest.

They shared many different nights like this, or simply as lovers. Though neither of them had told each other yet, both would say that they loved one another.

For Regina, it wasn't just the same "love" she's felt before. Though she had Graham, he was not love to her. He was a tool in her box, an easily controlled one that she could use to her pleasure. That was all lust that she had for him, and she realized then that she'd never really experienced true love.

Though through the last month they've had their fun, today Regina was sitting in front of her vanity, looking straight into her mirror with a worried, blank face. She hadn't moved for probably five minutes. Her eyes were cloudy with worry, and her face didn't look bright and young, rather pale and sick. She felt absolutely horrible, and she knew exactly why.

Her mind flashed back to the other times this had happened, the times with Leopold and with Graham. The Enchanted Forest isn't quite the same as Storybrooke in many ways, including the unfortunate lack of contraceptive tools. She had been pregnant before, but she never told anyone. Instead, she would go straight to her vault and conjure a potion that would bring on heavy pains, sweats, chills…a full on sickness for three straight days until a baby would be quietly gone.

She had never felt guilty about it, not even once. She always knew that that's what she had to do, that a Queen or an Evil Queen couldn't possibly raise a child. But then in Storybrooke, she found that she easily could. That she needed a child, Henry, to fill that gaping hole in her heart.

And now, staring in the mirror at herself, she felt guilty for all those sweats and chills and aches. For the pain she put herself through, just because of her own needs and thoughts.

One hand laid on her stomach softly, the other gripping at the wooden arm on the chair until her knuckles turned white. She couldn't possibly raise a child, now, with Zelena on the loose and with her heart still aching from Henry being in New York. There was no way that she could give this child a complete and full love, with her heart still being halfway in New York.

She silently argued with herself back and forth on whether to just go straight to the vault and conjure another potion, or to let the thought go to the back of her mind and not tell anyone until there was no possible way to avoid it.

But no one even knew about her encounters with Robin, how would she tell them all? And what about Robin, how would he take this startling and nerve-wrecking news?

She suddenly caught herself wishing that she was in his arms, being comforted and loved like he always knew so wonderfully how to do. Yet, part of her said no. Part of her said to stop being vulnerable and weak, and march straight to the vault. She was completely conflicted with her thoughts, and she had absolutely no one to speak to about this.

Maybe she should just remove the problem, like always. But every time that thought crossed her mind, she imagined Robin and if he only knew, how heartbroken he would be. This child is his, no doubt. And how could she break his heart so easily?

She was startled when she heard a knock on the door. She wiped her face, though she hadn't been crying. She took a deep breath and rose from her chair, "Come in." She says, coming out shakier than she meant it to.

The door slowly opened and Robin peeked around from it, holding something behind his back.

Regina raised a brow and shifted her jaw, "What is that?" She asks.

"A surprise." He replies. Little did he know, she had a huge surprise for him as well. "I know you haven't been feeling well lately, your majesty, and I just wanted to bring you these." Robin says, bringing a beautiful bouquet of flowers around from his back. His other hand brings out a small, silver tray of chocolates, handing them to her.

Tears filled her eyes, she couldn't believe it. That he had brought her these things? No, she always knew he was romantic. But that she was crying over this, that her feelings could be this easily toyed with. She stared down at the tray of chocolates in one hand, then to the bouquet of flowers in the other. She sets them both down on her vanity behind her and dramatically wraps her arms around Robin's neck. "Thank you." She whispers into his ear, still crying from the immense amount of emotions that were rushing through her.

He laid his hands on her waist, wrapping his fingers around her. The blue, velvet dress felt soft to touch, "You're welcome, m'lady." He replies, but without a smile. With a frown, with a look of concern. "What's wrong? Are you okay, your majesty?"

"I'm fine." Regina replies, wiping a tear from her cheek, "Just a little shaken up."

"Why are you shaken?" He asks, genuinely concerned for this woman.

She takes a deep breath and turns her head away from him, down and looking at the ground. More tears clouded her eyes and she sniffled. Robin quickly wiped away tears from her cheek with his thumb, and Regina finally looked back up at him. "I don't know how to tell you, though. I'm…" She paused, she was going to say scared, but that would make her look too vulnerable. "Just…worried, I guess. That you'll take it the wrong way or something…" She stammered, her body shaking from being nervous and from the lack of energy she had.

"About what, m'lady? I can almost assure you that anything you say, I won't take the wrong-"

"I'm pregnant." She interrupts, quickly. Not looking into his eyes, and looking straight at the ground. Her breath hitches as she feels another wave of tears start to rush over her.

"You're…pregnant?" He repeats, in complete astonishment from the look on his face.

She simply nods, never looking back up at him. But her hands still gripped tightly onto his upper arms, her fingernails almost digging through his clothes and into his skin.

"Pregnant. You're having a baby…" He says, almost telling himself that. He was being quiet, as though he was trying to take this shock in. It was a lot to fathom that he got the Evil Queen pregnant, all in secret as well. "W-Why are you so nervous?" He asks her.

"I don't know. I don't know if I can even be a mother with a hole in my heart that's with Henry. Or if you even want to keep this child or-"

He stops her rant quickly by tilting her head to face him and kissing her softly on her lips. He held tightly onto her beautiful waistline, feeling the nerves radiate from her body. She was tensed and shaking, and he was doing all he could to silently calm her down. Their lips came apart with a loud pop, but they were slow about it. "You don't have to think twice whether I want to or not, your majesty. I know the circumstances aren't exactly the best, but I wouldn't want to be the one in the way of this child's life." He says in a low, serious tone.

This made Regina feel even more guilty. She was the one in the way of her past unborn children's lives, and they never even lived because of her. Though she'd killed many people, including her father, she'd never suddenly felt so guilty in her life.

"And as for you, I know you would be a wonderful mother." He adds on, now rubbing his right hand softly up and down her side.

"Why do you say that? How do you know that, Robin?" She says, almost snapping at him but still in a choked up tone.

"Think about our nights together." He replies.

"Our nights? Our nights as lovers? Our nights as people who don't even know each other doing things only harlots would do?" She asks, her voice shaky and concerned.

"Yes."

"What does that have to do with anything?" She snaps, furrowing her brow as tears continue to flow down her pale cheeks.

"Think about your touches. The love you've had for me lately."

"I don't have a lo-"

"Yes, your majesty. I know you do. I can feel a change in you, you're not quite so full of hard lust." He replies. "Anyway, your touches. The soft and gentle ones with your careful hands and fingers. Your lips, the way they kiss my body softly as though you were caring for a prize. The way you put your whole soul into what we do, your majesty. That's what you have to have to be a mother, and I've seen you have all of those things."

"I am a mother already. Henry is gone, I'll never see him aga-"

"No, don't think about that. You have a child inside of you right now, you're his or her mother as well. You have to think about it right now before Henry. Henry is perfectly safe in…New York…with his mother. You said so yourself."

After a long moment of silence, Regina wiped her tears. "How will we even go through with this? We hardly know each other, Robin! We've simply been tools in each other's lives to suffice our needs, that's all." She replies.

"Can we not fix that? Your majesty, you intrigue me so much more than you can possibly imagine." He says, becoming even more serious now. Her brow raises arrogantly, almost knowing that she intrigued him, only because he intrigued her as well. "I want to know more about you. I want to be more than just…bed partners." He says, pausing to take a shaky breath.

Was Regina hearing this right? Did he really say he wanted to know more about the Evil Queen? "Why would you want to know more about me, Robin? You know that I've killed whole villages, complete populations…my own father." She whispers.

"But you're not like that, now. I've seen you, I've studied you, as creepy as that may sound. You make me so curious about you that I can't stop learning about you. I want to know why you want to kill Snow White so badly, I want to know every detail in your life because I love you!" He replies, completely blurting the last three words out on accident. They were true, but he didn't mean to say them at this moment. He immediately, awkwardly straightens himself up.

"You love me?" She asks in a soft, befuddled voice.

He slowly shuts his eyes and takes a deep breath. "I do."

"I mean, I know you've said it before but that was usually sex talking." She replies, somewhat embarrassed sounding.

He chuckles and furrows his brow, tilting his head over slightly. He brings up his right hand and pushes her long hair from her face, "Well, it's true. I do love you, your majesty. And I love being with you…I love every second I'm with you and I can't get enough of you."

She stares so deeply into his eyes, studying them to see if everything he was saying was true. She just didn't believe that someone could love her in this way, that someone could actually care for her other than Henry. She was too evil for anyone to love her like this. Villains are evil, and they don't get happy endings like what was unfolding in front of her eyes.

She felt her stomach quiver when she finally realized that he meant every word he said. Tears continued to flow freely down her face, she didn't even care anymore. She knew, now, that there was no way possible she could get rid of this child. She had Robin by her side, she knew he would be there for her. She knew how great of a father he was to Roland, and she knew how gentle he was with her during their many nights. She knew that she was keeping this child, but she only hoped that their relationship could grow stronger.

She didn't want to tell him she loved him just yet. She was scared to, and she didn't want to sound too awfully weak. Though she already looked it from the tear stains on her face. Robin pulled at her in his strong, muscular arms and rubbed her back softly with an open palm. "I am willing to do whatever possible to get to know you better. To have this child, to see you be the mother I know you can and want to be again. You're perfect in every way, your majesty."

She felt her cheeks blush in his compliments about her. She did want to be able to mother again, and she after all, she did want to have a child of her own. She just always figured it would never happen, because who could love an Evil Queen enough to willingly have a child with her? But apparently, this man was different. He loved her for herself, not because she was the Queen or anything like that. He wanted to know more about her, and she wanted to know more about him. She was happy for that, because she was almost sure she found a companion in him, now and forever.

"I guess we're having a baby…then." She replies, brushing her lips with her tongue. Tears filling her eyes once again, but overjoyed, happy tears this time. She takes a sharp, deep breath, "We're going to have a baby. We're going to learn more about each other…because I love you." She replies, now smiling larger than ever. "I love you so much." She says again.

His face only brightened up with excitement to hear her finally say those words. She's said it before, but normally in…other circumstances. It felt like a weight had been lifted from her chest just by saying those words. She wanted to say them all along, but she was the Evil Queen. She was supposed to sound strong at all times, because her mother taught her that love is weakness. But right now, it didn't feel weak. She felt stronger than ever with the immense love she already had for this child growing in her womb, and for this man standing in front of her who just told her the same three words.

"We're having a baby." He repeats, his smile only growing bigger until he could no longer stretch his mouth any further. "And since we're going to start doing this right from now on, I think we need to bring our relationship out in the open, don't you?"

She nods and looks down at her stomach, "Before I look like a whale preferably."

He chuckles and kisses her lips softly, "We'll go tell everyone now?" He asks, his eyes focused intently on hers.

She nods, "Okay. Just…let me do the talking." She teases, "They're more intimidated by me, still."

She told everyone to meet at the round table in an hour. That hour had passed, and she was now sitting across from Snow, Charming, and Belle with Robin by her side. "Thank you all for coming. I…we…" She corrects herself, clearly more nervous than she's ever been, "We would like everyone to know before there's speculations going around, that Robin and I are in fact in a 'relationship'." She states. The table stays quiet, you could see they were trying not to laugh.

Snow made the mistake of laughing.

"What are you laughing about?" Regina snaps, immediately coming across the table. Robin sits his hand on her upper thigh, silently telling her he's there for her.

Snow looks to her right at Charming, then to her left at Belle. All three of them were laughing, "Regina, we already know." She states. Regina had a shocked look on her face, Snow decided she needed to go into detail. "Our bedroom is only right down the corridor, Regina. We can hear the door open at night and not open again until early morning. We hear…a little bit of everything." Snow awkwardly says, referring to not only the door opening and closing. She stared at Regina nervously, hoping she wouldn't blow a gasket after she's told her this.

Regina simply leans back in her chair and folds her arms over each other, "Well, Robin. I guess it won't be such a shock to them, then."

Robin smiles, everyone's expressions turn confused. "What won't be a shock?" Charming asks, leaning one elbow on the table.

Robin and Regina exchange a look, then smile. "I'm pregnant." She says bluntly, not giving much warning at all.

Everyone's mouths fall open simultaneously. "Y-you're pregnant?" Belle stammers, completely shocked.

Regina nods. Snow shakes her head, "Wow." She says, in utter lack of words.

Regina smiles at Robin, "Guess it did shock them." She adds playfully.

After a while, the Charmings and Belle leave the room, leaving only Regina and Robin still sitting side by side.

Robin looked over at Regina, who still clearly looked nervous. He grabbed her hand in his and gave it a soft, reassuring squeeze. "What do you say we go have dinner by the lake? We can start to know each other better, okay?"

She smiles down at their hands locked together, a tingly sensation rolled through her body. She looked up to lock her eyes onto his, "I'd like that."

D'AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW you guyysssss. The feels. I had so many feels writing this :') So cute.

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G.