OutlawQueen One Shots

All's Fair in Love and War

A/N: In light of Sunday's episode (5x08: Birth), I've been inspired to provide you all with this One Shot. I hope it expresses a lot of the feelings we all have in regards to Robin's situation with Zelena and Regina's reaction to it. This is a much needed conversation between OutlawQueen and I'm thrilled to have the opportunity to express what I believe we all want to hear from the couple. It will be heartbreaking and I apologize for that, but you can blame A&E for the angst.

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"What is that?" Regina asked as she entered the mansion that evening. She'd been hard at work in her vault all day trying to figure out a way to connect with Merlin and save Emma. She was grateful Robin was willing to stay home with their children so she could focus her attention on being the Mayor or the Savior or whatever the town needed her to be. She approached him where he sat in the kitchen, staring down at his phone, after removing her coat and hanging it beside the front door.

He looked up at her with a sad smile as he tried to hide his phone from her view, "It's nothing."

She raised her eyebrow, "I could easily use magic to take it from you, Robin, but I like to think you have enough respect for me not to keep secrets."

He took a deep breath, slightly frustrated at the way she reprimanded him like a child, but he supposed he deserved it after everything he'd put her through. He placed his cell phone face up on the counter, revealing a photograph he'd been staring at all day. She stepped forward and peered down at the image, her heart breaking at the sight.

"It's a sonogram of--"

"I know what it is," she spat, unable to hold in her emotions. She pursed her lips together, trying to be strong and supportive as she said, "I'm happy for you, Robin."

"No you're not," he replied. She snapped her head in his direction, her eyes cold and distant. He sighed and placed his hand over hers, "You don't have to pretend."

"Is that what you think I'm doing?" She pulled her hand away, her eyes still burning into his, "Pretending?"

"Are you not?" He asked curiously.

She huffed in frustration and began pacing the kitchen, "I'm coping with an impossible situation."

"What, and I'm not?" He shot back, feeling his own temper flaring at her words. He knew this was a conversation they were bound to have, but he never wanted to fight with her. Not like this.

"Don't be silly. Of course you are," she sighed, rubbing her hands together to keep her magic in check, "But you have no idea what this is doing to me, Robin."

"Then tell me, Regina. Let me help you."

"How? How can you possibly help me when you can't even help yourself?" She snapped, her eyes filling with anger toward him for the first time since he nearly shot her arm off with an arrow during the missing year. This was it. Everything she'd been bottling up was bubbling to the surface and there was no stopping it from spewing out of her mouth like lava erupting from a volcano, "You live in my home, surviving on what I provide for this family. When you left the town, you used a map, a phone, and money I gave to you. When you arrived in New York, you found refuge in an apartment I gave you access to."

"I never asked you for those things! If you recall, you offered them," he defended.

"Because I love you! Of course I want you to be safe and I have done everything in my power to keep you out of harm's way. You can have everything I own, Robin, but what hurts the most is that I trusted you with my heart-- you chose me-- and instead of believing in that, you tossed me aside like I didn't matter!"