Title: Waking Nightmare
Summary: The dream-the nightmare-was the same whether she was awake or asleep. Only this time, it felt as if it she were being sheared in two.
A/N: This is AU. You'll see why. Zelena never became 'Marion' which also means there is no Zelena/Robin baby. This is also my first attempt at Outlaw Queen.
Regina sat bolt upright in her bed. Sweat covered her brow and her breath came in labored gasps. The dream-the nightmare-was the same whether she was awake or asleep. Only this time, it felt as if it she were being sheared in two.
Her hand slipped up to press against her slightly rounded stomach, trying to tether herself to the here-the now. Something she needed desperately, or the pain of his loss would simply drive her to rage and madness.
It was only when she felt a hand press to her back, slipping up and under her silken pajama top did she scramble out of bed in hopes to put as much distance between herself and whomever wished to do her or her unborn child harm.
There was no way that she'd willingly allow anyone that close to her-to Robin's-child. She let out a painful sob as she pushed herself into the corner and slid down into a crouched position to protect the child growing inside her. She just couldn't seem to catch her breath.
"How did you get in here?" She finally managed to speak as the figure scrambled from the other side of the bed. She hoped that he would flee, but he rounded the end of her bed and moved toward her. She shook her head, hand coming up as a fireball formed in her palm. "One step closer, and your charred remains will be the most of your worry." She'd send him straight to hell.
"Regina, it was a bad dream. Just another bad dream." He was smart enough to stop in his tracks. Her magic had been unpredictable for weeks. Hormones, she'd explained on more than one tearful occasion. He held up his hands and tried to talk her through her fear; a fear that was very much real to her as she had described the scene over and over to him. A true waking nightmare, he'd called it.
She frowned, staring at the figure as he became clearer. She shook her head. It couldn't be. It just couldn't be. He'd died. He'd died to protect her. His funeral, trying to go on without him, all of it replayed in her mind. "Robin, but-but how? I watched you die."
Her sobs started to return as the fireball died in her hand. "This is cruel-cruel and heartless. I deserve a lot, but this is too much." The words became unintelligible as tears cascaded down her cheeks. "Who put you up to this?" She had wronged a lot of people in her day. The list was infinite.
He took the chance and moved to her. Kneeling down in front of her, he placed his hands tenderly against her knees. He tried to meet her eyes, hoping to ground her and make her understand. The pregnancy had done a number on her, and all they could think was the mix of hormones and her magic was causing something in her mind to break down which brought about the recurring nightmare.
"Regina, look at me. Just breathe, okay?" His voice held more confidence than he felt, but he'd do anything for her. He always would. He moved his hand to her cheek. "Sweetheart, I'm right here. I'm perfectly fine. Please? You have to think of the baby." His eyes softened.
No one could explain how she'd been able to conceive when for years she couldn't, and they'd taken it as the blessing that it was. Until the nightmares had started. Only to Regina, they were as real as any other moment the pair of them had shared since their first meeting in the Enchanted Forest. And it was always the same.
Hades had tried to kill Regina and Robin sacrificed himself to save her. His soul had been completely obliterated. Which in Regina's mind, this left her heartbroken as her second chance at true love and happiness had ended tragically. His funeral had always proved too much that she never got all the way through it without being forced awake to separate out what was real and what wasn't.
"Robin," she gasped, trying to calm herself like he'd requested. She forced her eyes to stay open and locked on him as she pulled in a slow, steady breath. Her lips quivered as she moved to touch his bare arms gently. She whispered, "Why does this keep happening to me?" She couldn't take much more.
He shook his head as he moved to sit beside her and pulled her into his arms. "I don't know, m'love. I just don't know, but I'm here. And we're okay. What we have is very real…" His hand moved to her stomach where he stroked it gently through the silken material and kissed the side of her head before he tucked it against his neck. "How about we get dressed and take a walk to Granny's for some hot chocolate?" The sun had already started to rise.
She shook her head and breathed, "I just want you to hold me. Please, Robin?"
"Anything you need, m'love."