Author's Note: This is it, guys. Two years later and you have an ending! I'm so sorry it took so long but for those of you still reading it thank you, I hope it was worth the wait.

Regina can't believe she's letting Robin do this. He has no magic, no way to defend himself against her sister. Granted, he explained he had gone up against her once before. Back in Oz, long ago; had not only stolen from her, but also escaped in a show down against her. And though he has backup from Emma, Snow, and Charming, it does very little to quell her nerves. She feels sick to her stomach just thinking about him facing Zelena on his own. Yet, he's so sure it will work, sure that he knows where she is, she can't bring herself to find a better argument as to why it should be her and not him.

His lips are on hers, doing everything they can to reassure her without words how much he loves her and plans to return to her. When he pulls away, she knows it's time, and his nose bumps against hers with the barest of touches. "Please, my love, stay here with our children. Keep them safe."

She scowls at him. He knows her too well and she hates that he's using their children to keep her in place. "It should be me going to face her. I'm the one with magic."

"You are," he concedes, but then he's shaking his head and looking at her with those blue insufferable eyes. "But I've spent the last little while with her as Marian and I think I have a bit of an idea of what she's after. Besides, it's time someone rescued you for a change."

Her hands come up to grip his arms. There's a slight tremble in her voice when she tells him, "Be careful. Come back to me."

"Always." Leaning in, his lips meet hers in a soft brush of lips. Her arms come up around his shoulders and she clutches him to her as their lips move and soften under the others. Moments later it's over too soon, and he's moving away from her, grabbing his bow before opening the door. With his trademark smirk, Robin assures, "I'll be back before you know it."

Though her eyes are wet, she raises a brow and replies sassily, "You better, thief."

The moment he closes the door behind him, the tears that are gathered fall down her cheeks. She's never felt so helpless as she does in this moment.

When "Marian" came to Storybrooke, he and Regina got a room for her at Granny's to stay at, hoping she would settle in and be more comfortable than she would in the forest. The adjustment for her was difficult at first and understandably so. Robin spent a lot of time with her and Roland in the beginning, which Regina supported fully. Not suspecting anything at the time, as they believed her to be Marian and her return to be nothing more.

After the initial shock wore off, Marian accepted this new life seemingly well. Once Robin explained to her he had mourned her death for years but had moved on. With a bit of time, his Marian would have understood that and so did Zelena it seemed.

It wasn't until Regina's disappearance that Marian became more insistent on their reconciliation. The first few months she had comforted him, even went as far as trying to provide him some words of hope. Then weeks turned into months and her words of comfort became less and less.

Then the very week before he left to find Regina, Marian had called him, and told him she needed his help with something for Roland. Naturally, he went to her. It was for their boy so why wouldn't he? When he arrived she was standing in her room looking out the window with a small, secret smile on her lips.

Robin wasn't sure what it was about and it set him on edge. It kept him from stepping fully into the room until she asked him to come to her.

His footsteps were hesitant until she rolled her eyes and held out her hand. "I'm not going to bite you, Robin," she had said.

It was her teasing tone which released some of the tension he carried and it was with a sigh he went.

"It's a beautiful day."

He remembers looking out at the sunny sky, and replying, "Aye, I suppose it is."

"When will this be over, Robin? When will you see she's never going to come back?"

He'd been taken aback by her statement and Robin could still remember the anger that built in his chest from it. "Never."

Marian's hand came up to rest on his chest, and with the dark eyes of his first love, uttered, "You used to love me like you do her."

A sigh escaped him. "Marian, it's different…" he began.

"No, it's not, Robin. If you'd just open your eyes and see me the way you used to. I'm here and she's gone. We are still a family." Her eyes filled with tears then, and a part of Robin's heart broke for her. He never meant to hurt her but she didn't understand that he wasn't that man she fell in love with anymore. "Couldn't you just try to love me again?"

Her kiss surprised him along with her strength. He tried to pull away but she held him tight to her, and it wasn't until he took her by the shoulders and with all his might pushed her from him, that she finally stopped.

Robin can still remember her laugh and how quickly she left the room.

He should have known then.

Standing in the very spot Zelena (he knows now it was not his wife but Regina's half-sister) kissed him, Robin looks out over the gray sky. He knows she'll come here. He's not sure why, but he knows.

Unsure of how long he has been there, it's with a victorious smirk he hears her voice from behind him. "I'm impressed you came on your own."

Stowing away his smile, Robin turns to her. "Somehow I thought you'd be here."

Zelena begins to walk toward him, her blue eyes never leaving his. "Do you remember this spot? It's where you kissed me."

"Actually, it was you who kissed me, and you were Marian at the time," he reminds her.

She rolls her eyes up to the ceiling. "Details, details." When she closes the distance between them, her hand comes up to his chest as it had that day and she tells him, "You enjoyed it… before you chose her. You know, I really felt bad for having to hurt you. We could have been something, you and me. If only you'd stop fighting it."

This is your downfall, witch, he thinks before asking, "You think so?"

Her hand raises to caress his cheek. "Mm, I do. She doesn't deserve you, Robin. You could be so much more than constantly living in the shadow as Regina's soulmate."

His brows raise. "You have something else to offer?"

"Oh, you know I do. Don't you see, underneath that evil is just a silly girl. And why have a girl when you could have a woman?" Her smile is wide and triumphant. She believes that she has him.

When her hand comes to the back of his neck, Robin lets her pull him down into her kiss. He's always prided himself as a thief. As a robber of even magicians. He pulls the small bottle from his pocket and manages to unscrew the top without her batting an eye. When she pulls away roughly, looking confused and betrayed, he tells her with a smirk of his own, "I'm sorry, you left us no choice."

He could feel the magic in the air. The sensation akin to a storm's approach. When the energy is so close you can feel static and the smell of heat.

Zelena's eyes widened. "What's happening?"

"Regina gave you a chance and you wasted it. Now you're going somewhere you'll never be able to hurt anyone ever again." The magic built all around them. A dark cloud encasing the room, and a booming sound like he's never heard before crashed over them, shattering the window beside them.

Robin ducks but a sharp pain stings his cheek, though he has no time to worry about it.

Zelena clutches his jacket as the black cloud begins to circle around her. "You fool! You'll regret this!"

Robin doesn't fear the blackness. He knows he's not the one it's coming to take. Shaking his head he tells the witch, "That's where you're wrong."

"I will get out of this!" she shouts.

"Unlikely."

"No! Noooo!" The darkness has her now. It's spinning like a top, like the very thing she summons in her land, and it's exactly what takes her away, pulls her into the very depths of the bottle and he caps it immediately.

It's done. His head falls back and Robin let's out a heavy breath.

There are sound of footsteps and then Emma's stunned voice. "It worked."

Just as Robin's about to speak David cuts in, "Of course it did."

With a nod at the bottle in his hands, Emma asks, "What are you going to do with her?"

Clutching the vial, Robin smirks and tells her, "I think Regina has just the place for her."

Two hours later, Regina settles her daughter in her bassinet. She's been fussy since Robin left, but finally, after walking with her and whispering words of assurance and love, Wren fell asleep.

It's only then Regina hears the front door open. She straightens slowly. She doesn't want to hope but her feet are carrying her faster and faster to the front. Her breath catches in her throat at the sight of him. "Robin!"

She couldn't have been in his arms faster if she magicked herself there. Tossing his bow to the floor, he takes her in his warm embrace, holding her tight to him while Regina buries her face into the crook of his neck, breathing him in time and time again.

Soon, she feels his lips on her cheek, and then his voice low in her ear as he tells her, "See, I told you. Not long at all."

Pulling away, she still has his sweater clutched tightly in her hands. Her chest burns with relief, happiness, pride, and love. All of them, all at once. Looking into his eyes, Regina finally lets go of his jacket to cup his face with her palms. "I was so worried."

"It's all over now," Robin tells her. There's a smile on his face, a pride-filled one and he deserves it. All of it. It's because of him, of his persistence that she was able to be found. Because of him they were once and for all rid of her sister. And because of him she has a family. One who would fight for her regardless of who she was but for who she is.

Pulling herself from her thoughts, she asks, "You have her?"

"I do." Reaching into his jacket pocket, he pulls the vial out and holds it between them. "Safe and sound right here."

Bringing her hand up, she takes the bottle and closes her hand around it. An urge like she's never felt before rises up in her to crush the very thing that contains the woman who would have destroyed all she had. But then there's a little voice inside her. A voice that tells her Zelena could have killed her and Wren and no one would have ever known. Her hold on the vial eases. She won't kill Zelena, but she's going to make sure she never gets the chance to harm anyone she loves ever again.

"It's over," Regina breathes in the space between them.

The next day they all gather at Granny's. It feels like their usual post-catastrophe ritual, only this time, there's no impending doom hanging over their heads. For the first time in well, forever, Regina feels like they all have a chance at leading normal lives.

Sitting beside Mary-Margaret, Regina watches as her step daughter coos at Wren. She's been telling her stories of the Enchanted Forest for the last half an hour while guests milled in and out of the diner. Robin is in a chair beside her and their boys are at a table beside him, eating some celebratory ice cream comes.

Snow's voice startles Regina from her thoughts "So, now what are your plans? Do you still want to move?"

Sharing a look with Robin, he takes her hand and threads their fingers together. "No, for now we're going to stay and see what happens."

"Well, I for one am happy to hear that." Snow's gaze shifts to Wren and she coos at her, "Isn't that right, sweet princess? We are going to have so much fun together, yes we are."

"I don't think you'll ever have to worry about getting a sitter with this one around," Emma says, stepping up to the group, followed by Killian.

The pirate raises a brow and asks, "So, what did you do with Zelena?"

Regina fights a smirk. Thinking about the day before when she and Robin took her sister to the vault. "Oh, she's locked away somewhere no one would ever think to go looking for her."

"Good ta hear," Killian says looking over at Emma. "Now that she's gone, perhaps things can get back to normal around here?"

Robin's hand pulsed in Regina's as he says, "One can hope."

"Speaking of normal," Emma begins, "Come on kid, let's go. Back to school tomorrow."

Henry frowned at his mother, most likely at having to leave, but got to his feet nonetheless. Emma asked Regina earlier if she could take him for a while, as he had been spending the last couple weeks with Regina since her return. She left it up to Henry, and he had decided to spend a few days with Emma.

Regina kisses her son goodbye, and he stopped to give Robin and Roland a hug, before following his mom and Killian out the door of the diner.

"I suppose we should get back as well," Robin says. Regina watches him as he pokes Roland in the side. "That means school for you, too."

Roland gets this wide little grin and tells them, "I like school!"

From beside her, Snow lets out a heavy sigh and says to Wren, "I'm giving you back to your mommy, sweetheart, but I'll come see you soon."

Regina's brows raise up. "Oh, you will, will you?"

"We're family, Regina," Snow says. The young woman's eyes are bright and hopeful. "And now we can all finally be one."

Regina lets that thought stay with her as she takes her daughter from Snow. Robin helps her from the booth and then holds Roland's hand as they make their way outside.

There are shouts of "Goodnight," and Robin answers for them calling out, "Night all."

When she comes downstairs later that night, Regina finds Robin sitting on the floor by the fire. She's just put Wren down; all the excitement during the day should have her daughter sleeping for some time tonight. Robin's still in his jeans and a tee-shirt, but she opted to change for bed after Wren fell asleep, so she's already in a pair of long pajama pants and a tank top.

He has cups of tea for each of them, and it brings a smile to her face when he reaches his hand out for her to take. Settling in beside him, they both relax back against the sofa. His arm is around her and she lets her head fall to his shoulder as they watch the fire for a bit. Both lost in their own thoughts.

"This is sure different."

Regina raises her head, her gaze falling on Robin who's smiling at her. "What is?"

"Us sitting here by the fire, with two children sleeping peacefully upstairs, one starting school tomorrow, and no one trying to kill us." He makes a face at that last part that would be terribly funny if it wasn't true.

Regina lets out a light chuckle anyway. "It is. I don't know what we'll do now."

"Oh, I dunno. I had a few ideas." Robin's shoulders lift and fall right before he takes a sip of his tea.

Raising a curious brow, she asks, "Oh? And what are those?"

"For starters, I think we should get married."

The smile that blooms on her face she doesn't even try to fight. She's wanted to marry him for a long time, and now that her sister has been taken care of, it's something that can finally happen. "Mmm, I like that idea."

He's pulling her to him with the arm that's around her shoulders and presses a light kiss to her lips that draws a contented hum from her before pulling back. "I thought you might."

Her lips pull into a slight pout for a moment, but realizing they have time for kissing later, she reaches for her tea and takes a thoughtful sip. When she puts her cup back in its place, Regina asks, "And the others?"

His cup joins hers on the floor. "I thought I might get a job."

The thought of him having an actual job and no longer stealing from the rich to give to the poor has her mind reeling as she questions him. "Doing?"

They share a look. She waits while he gazes at her with a secret smile on his face, like he's about to tell her the perfect job he has planned for himself. "I hear there's an opening for a park ranger, I thought I might talk to the mayor and find out what that's all about."

A chuckle escapes her, has her biting her bottom lip to fight her smile because, yes, that would be the perfect job for him. Still, she's not about to admit that to him just yet and teases, "You might be qualified."

Adopting a very serious tone, he scoots a bit closer and replies, "Well Madam Mayor, I think you'll find my dedication and attention to detail to be some of my better qualities."

He leans into her. His lips falling on her neck and Regina tilts her head back to give him better access. "Hmm, I think I'm going to need a demonstration."

"It would be my pleasure," he tells her and with a contented hum, plants row after row along her jaw until he reaches her ear. "We could have another you know?"

Her eyes open. Regina knows what he means by that and with a hand on his chest, she pushes him back lightly. "Now? You realize your daughter is a month old?"

The look he gives her has no hint of even the slightest bit of apology. "She'll need a playmate."

Shaking her head, Regina gives him a disapproving glare that doesn't really hold any heat to it. Not when the thought of having another baby with him by her side makes her heart warm in her chest. "One more wouldn't hurt. Later."

"Indeed. Which brings me to another idea. To pass the time, we could always practice." He's moving over her, lowering her to the cushions, making her laugh as he does so with those damn bedroom eyes of his. It's right before he brings his lips to hers, that he mumbles against them, "Allow me to finish my, ah, demonstration."

And it's with that her eyes close, as the man she loves shows her just how much he loves her in return, that she couldn't be more thankful for him and how he never gave up searching for her.

The end.