We Can Love Again

A Bright Sunny Day

So, as promised, more fluff between Robin and Regina! Hope y'all like :)

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It took a good forty five minutes for every one of the merry men to clear out of the house. Robin seemed to be relieved when they finally gone.

"Now you know what life is like every time we go on a raid like that," he said, blowing a sigh of relief, the first time he had to breathe in about eighteen hours.

"Sounds exciting," Regina smiled, grabbing a cloth to start cleaning up the kitchen. Before she could wet it, though, she felt a hand stop her.

"No no no, you made all that food, let me clean all this up."

Regina gave him a look, but surrendered the cloth to him.

Emma couldn't stop stealing glances towards the two; the flirting between then was so inconspicuous- nobody could deny it.

"Okay you two, I think I'm ready to head back to the motel," Emma said, standing up to start searching for Henry, who had vanished with Roland after they had both cleaned off their plates.

"Oh, before you go," Robin started, catching the blonde's attention before she began down the hallway, "would you mind taking my son with you? I have something... Planned for Regina and this afternoon."

Regina turned around to face him, an intrigued expression on her face. "Like what?"

He simply grinned. "It's a surprise."

Emma rolled her eyes. They were so cute it was almost nauseating.

"Fine, I'll take him for a few hours. You two have... Fun." She said, tossing a smile towards Regina when he wasn't looking. "Henry, Roland, let's go!"

Seconds later, the two boys came bounding down towards the kitchen.

"You're gonna stay with Henry and me for a while, okay?"

The boy exchanged glances between his dad and the blonde woman before nodding. "Can we do something fun?"

Emma laughed. "Yeah, of course!"

"Dad promised he would take me to see the giants while they're still here!" The twelve year old exclaimed, remembering what Neal had told him.

Honestly, she had forgotten about that. "If you promise to stay with him the whole time." She told him.

Henry seemed victorious as he started for the door, Roland following him like a shadow.

"Now you be good Roland, listen to Emma!" Robin shouted to him right before they excited the house. The door then shut, leaving Regina and Robin alone in the house.

"I swear," he said to her, "he's never been this excited about being with other people before."

"Well Henry's an easy kid to get along with," she smiled back, watching him scrub the greasy pan, "how are you going to tell me where we're going?"

Robin didn't give a reply; instead, he opened up one of the cupboards overhead and pulled out a large wicker basket, one Regina immediately knew was used for picnics.

"We're going on a picnic?"

Rolling his eyes, Robin began walking around the kitchen, finding a brown loaf of bread, two glass jars (one filled with peanut butter, the other with jelly) and two white plates.

"We need to work on your patience skills," he said, matter of factly, "but yes, I'm taking you to someplace special."

"You do know I could just use-"