Unmasking The Truth

Chapter 22

*short chapter*
Robins POV:
It was about 3 in the morning when I felt her shaking. Then a wet spot on my chest, and whimpering.

"Please stop," she mumbled. "Please, no," she said barely above a whisper.

"Baby, it is just a dream. You're ok," I said rubbing her back. But that didn't seem to help.

"Please no. Robin help me please," she cried out tears streaming down her faces now.

"Come on baby, wake up for me please," I said shaking her a little. She keeps whimpering and crying. So I move off the bed and shake her "Baby, please wake up," I said. Her eyes pop open before she shot up.

"Robin!" She almost screamed. I immediately wrapped my arms around her, as she cried.

"Shh you're ok, you're ok." I repeated.

"P-please d-don't l-let them hurt m-me a-again," she said as she sobbed into my chest.

"Baby, I'm not going to let them hurt you again," I told her.

"Promise?" She said.

"Promise, I will do everything in my power to protect you," I told her.

"I love you babe," she said with a little smile. It was good to start getting her back.

"I love you too baby," I told her before getting back in bed. We both fell asleep.

I woke up around 7:30am and Regina was still asleep. She woke up a few more time after that. So she needed the rest. I smile at her while brushing some hair out of her face. She is adorable when she sleeps. I was up for a good 2 hours before she slowly started to wake up from her sleep.

"Good morning beautiful," I said softly.

"Morning," she whispered.

"It is good to hear you talk again," I told her.

"R-Really?" She said in barely above a whisper.

"Yes really. Now the doctor came in earlier and said she needs to check your thighs. And if they were ok and you could walk fine, we could go home soon." I tell her as I get up and out of the bed to seat on the chair next to her, not letting her hand go.

"I'm ready to g-" she was cut of by a knock on the door and the doctor walking in.

"Good morning," she said.

"Good morning," I said.

"I just need to check your thighs, if you don't mind," the doctor said looking at Regina. Regina just looked at me squeezing my hand.

"Yes, that is fine." I told her. Regina whimpered when the doctor started to take off her bandages. The doctor took about 10-15 to look and bandage it up again.

"The cuts seem to be healing rather quickly. So you can go home soon,"

"Thank you," I told her. She walked out.

"I-I want t-t-to g-go home," Regina said barely above a whisper.

"I know, and we will soon." I told her.

Later that day the doctor came and helped Regina out of bed to see if she could walk. Regina didn't like the idea of the doctor touching her but she let them. The doctor helped her back to the bed and Regina immediately gripped my arm.

"It looks like she is ok to go home. But she will be weak for a little while and also sore. So I would suggest she be on bed rest till the soreness is basically gone before trying to walk a long ways. But I do want her to try and walk as much as possible." She told us.

"Ok, and thank you." I told her. She nodded her head before leaving.

"C-can we g-g-go n-now?" Regina asked in a whisper.

"We will leave once Mary Margaret brings you some cloths," I told her, brushing some hair out of her face.

Regina's POV:
I didn't like the fact I had to wait till Snow got here to leave. I wanted to go home now. I hated hospitals.

"Please, I d-don't w-want to be h-h-here," I said with tears in my eyes.

"I know you don't. But we have too, you don't have any clothes to change into," he told me.

The tears wanted to come out and so they did. Why am I such a child right now? Robin can't be out of reach without me freaking out. I'm in tears because I can't go home. I won't talk to any one except Robin. But even then I stutter because I'm scared. Scared that they were going to come back and take me.

I look at Robin and start crying even harder. They can't take me away. What if the hospital try's to take me away because I'm not talking or eating. I start to have troubles breathing, and I can feel my leg start to shake along with my hands. A panic attack is what I just sent myself into, great just what I need.

Robin wrapped his arms around me and started to rock me back and forth slowly, while rubbing my back with small circles.

"Shhh you're ok," he whispered in my ear.