Two weeks after Marian's return and she hadn't seen him. He had clearly chosen his wife and Regina's soul was torn apart. She would never find happiness. It was just what she deserved after the terrible things she had done in the past.
That night she couldn't stay in her home any more and she decided to go to the Rabbit hole for one drink, or two, or ten. 'Who cares?' she thought; nobody. So she dressed up and left her house. She used to hate this place, but now it seemed to offer her something like comfort. Or at least lots of drinks.
''Tequila'' she ordered sharply, not even looking at the barman. She didn't care anyway. After a while she ordered a second round and she was about to drink the third glass of tequila when she heard a voice.
''Rough day?'' he asked, smiling.
Regina didn't know who he was so he barely gave him a glance. ''It's none of your concern.'' she answered sharply.
''Can I buy you another drink, your majesty?'' he smirked at her. Her sass was quite charming; he had always loved sassy women.
Regina frowned and turned her head to look at him.
''Who the hell are you?'' she asked curiously; he was starting to annoy her a little.
''Let me buy you a drink and I'll tell you my name; milady'' he said softly smiling at her.
''Call me like that again i'll have your head on a plate!'' she snapped. He couldn't call her that; it reminded her of him. And that was the last thing she needed right now.
''Oh. Okay your majesty I understand'' he said smiling, unmoved by her threat.
She didn't respond to his ordering drinks for both of them.
''So who are you?'' she asked again, more calmly and with the glass of tequila in her hands.
''Will Scarlet your majesty'' he answered softly with a dazzling grin.
They talked for a while. He made her laugh and she was a little bit drunk but she didn't care for anything . Not any more. After the fourth round she felt lightheaded and just a little unreserved, and she found herself talking to him about her being unfortunate in matters of love two times, one inexplicably more painful than the other.
Will had grown to like her - from their half hour heart-to-heart - and seeing her upset tugged at him. Without thinking or wasting time, he leaned fowards and pressed his lips to hers .
That moment, Robin entered the bar, needing an escape from his current predicament; he had his wife back, but his heart was asking for Regina. So he decided to go for a drink to clear his mind, perhaps find a little inner peace and quiet from the turmoil. But what he saw did not offer peace and broke his heart even more.
Regina... HIS Regina, kissing another man.
He froze in his place, his fists clenched, and the first thing in his mind was 'murder'.
He wanted to go and murder this man right away. He knew he shouldn't; he had made his decision and he had to live with it. But his mind refused to wander from the murderous thoughts of shooting an arrow into his neck
Had he taken his bow and arrows with him, it was doubtful the man would be still alive.
What the hell was she doing? Kissing another man? Was he that easy to get over? He was still suffering with his love for her and she had just forgotten everything already?
The man shifted for a different angle and Robin felt his blood boil. Will Scarlet? Of all the men... Will? If he didn't already despise him for his lack of adherence to his rules - and thus putting all his men in danger - him thinking he had the right to go and kiss his Regina would do it. How dare he touch his woman?
