Changing the Future

Chapter Five: Fix Things

"Gina! I'm scared!" Roland called as I walked back into the living room where he was laying. I had called the doctor and he said that Roland probably had a stomach bug and he was reacting to it. "It's okay Roland, the doctor just said that you had a little bug and you're getting it out of your system, we just need to keep an eye on you!" I said sitting next to him on the sofa. He crawled into my lap, closing his eyes and nodding off, I gently moved him, he was leaning on my bump and it felt extremely uncomfortable. I rested my hands on my stomach and started to nod off, eventually I fell asleep with Roland.

I woke up and found my lap empty, but a blanket thrown over me and I was now laying on my couch. I removed the thick fleece blanket and wrapped it around my shoulders and walked into the kitchen where Robin and David were sitting. David had an angry look on his face and his hand rested over his gun. "Hello Robin, David, down boy." I said smacking his hand away from the pistol. He rolled his eyes and continued to glare at Robin. "Regina! Oh my gosh thank you so much! My phone doesn't get calls out there and of all days Roland gets sick! I'm sorry that you had to do this, you shouldn't be working this hard, you have another life in you!" He said, he was now at my side, gently laying a hand on my belly. I smiled and laughed, he was so concerned, he walked me over to a bar stool and sat me down, going into my cupboard and getting me a glass of water. "It's fine Robin, I enjoyed it! It was good practice." I said thinking about the small curly haired boy, my heart sank when I thought of that pressing question he asked me. "Robin, he kept asking me where his mama is.He is confused and he is starting to notice that people are keeping something from him." I said taking the water from him hands. He looked nervous, we agreed to place a spell over him to remove all of his memories of Marian coming back, but he still looked uneasy. "I think it's time to give him the potion." He said finally with a sigh. I nodded and waved my hand, the ingredients that I needed appeared on the counter. I mixed them together then waved my hand to make it glow for a second. Robin, David and I walked upstairs to the master suit where Roland was sleeping and turned on the lamp. I sat down beside him and rubbed his forehead, trying to wake him up gently. "Roland, honey. It's time to wake up." I said in a louder tone. His eyes fluttered open and he looked confused about everything. "Gina?" He said quickly grabbing my torso and pulling me close, hiding from whoever was in the room. "Look it's your daddy!" I said turning around so he could see. I gently pulled him back and sat him up, pulling out the green plastic cup, I had kept all of my plastic items from when Henry was little and prone to breaking things. "Here honey, this will make you feel...better." I said looking down, I felt Robin pressing against my back, dropping his hands to my shoulders. Roland grabbed the cup, guzzling all of its contents then handed it to me. "Thank you Gina." He said, then suddenly a shimmery aura engulfed his body then disappeared. He opened his eyes and looked at me, as if nothing had changed. "Roland, I was just wondering, what happened to your mama?" I asked leaning forward, resting my hand on his leg. "She died, daddy said she was killed by the Evil Queen." He said, his face twisting at the end of his sentence. I heard a choking noise behind me and Robin nearly lunge towards the boy. "No Roland, she isn't Evil she just! Uh! Well she was-" I pushed him back and looked at him. "No, she was evil, but she's gone now, she's different." I said giving Robin an assuring smile.

THREE WEEKS LATER
"Regina let's go! Robin is probably already at the doctor's office, let's go!" Mary Margaret yelled from downstairs, frantically grabbing my keys and purse. I ran downstairs and grabbed my black jacket. My blue dress hugged my figure which had grown into a larger bump than before, it was just big enough that I had to tie my jacket belt right above it. "I want to ask the doctors about how far along you are Regina, because I wasn't even that big at one and a half months!" She exclaimed resting her hands on my stomach while I pulled my gloves on. "Thanks." I said while grabbing my purse from her and leaving the front door, walking towards the car. The both of us climbed in and drove in silence for a while, the sound of the engine filling the empty space. "So! Are you going to find out the gender? What names do you have picked out?" Mary Margaret beamed as she stared at me. "No, I want it to be a surprise, I've only had a boy, and if things with Robin go further, then I will have two boys, so I think this baby is a girl. It's just a feeling, I don't know, plus I've only been looking at girl's names." I said, smiling at the thought of a little girl, of a baby that I could dress in pink and buy cute items for, having a daughter. "Well what names do you like?" Mary Margaret asked, obviously noticing my excitement. "Isabella." I said, a warm feeling growing in my stomach, warming my body, my left hand dropping to my bump. We pulled into the doctor's office and walked inside, Robin was anxiously waiting in a chair, once he saw us walk in he ran up and kissed me, then hugged Mary Margaret. I checked in and filled out some paperwork before I sat down with them. "So honey, how have you been feeling today?" Robin asked, resting his hand on my abdomen. "As well as I can feel pregnant. My back is starting to hurt and so do my calves, but that's expected." I sighed and stretched my legs out in front of me. David and Killian had found Emma, but they were in charge of keeping her locked up, at least until I have had the baby, then we would deal with her. Henry was down there with them, which made me very uncomfortable, but he was the only person who could keep Emma from charring the place to bits, plus I knew David would protect him. "Darling why are you wearing those high shoes!" Robin exclaimed when he saw my black pointy stilettos. "I'm pregnant, not dead." I muttered, leaning up and kissing him, he gave me a kiss back, but refrained from fiercely responding, trying to remain acceptable in public. "Regina Mills!" The nurse called from the open door, holding my files. I scooted forward in my seat and Robin helped me up, nearly lifting me out of the chair. Mary Margaret stayed seated and looked down uncomfortably. "Come on!" I said grabbing her hand and yanking her towards me, she smiled and followed, excitement lacing her face. The nurse led us to a room where the air was cold and sterile, she handed me a gown and told me that the doctor would be in shortly. Robin turned around while I changed, giving me privacy until I was done. He helped me onto the table and removed my stilettos from my feet. The doctor walked in and shook everyone's hand, introducing herself to Robin. She laid me back and pulled out those dreadful stirrups again. Robin nearly flew out of his seat and stumbled towards my head, Mary Margaret quickly rose and walked over to me and grabbed my hand, knowing how invasive this was. "All done!" The doctor said removing my legs from the metal holders. I squeezed Mary Margaret's hand as she rolled the sonogram machine into the room, draping a blanket over my lap then lifting my gown up, exposing my pale stomach. Robin was still a safe distance from me, still shaken from the first procedure. The doctor squirted the cold jelly onto my stomach which made goosebumps form on my arms. Then she placed the remote on my torso and displayed the baby on the screen. A heartbeat flooded the room, making my goosebumps last longer. The three of us huddled around the monitor, in awe of the perfect little heartbeat we heard. I felt Robin kiss the top of my head and the tears streaming down his face wet my hair. "I'll give you three a minute, ma'am. Just hold the remote right here until I come back." The doctor said to Mary Margaret, who held the remote in it's place on my stomach. I kept staring at my baby, she was bigger than my last pictures. Robin grabbed my free hand and stroked it with his own thumb. "We are parents." He whispered in awe, his voice choking up. I looked at him and nodded, leaning my head back on the table. "Yes we are."