Hey guys! Here's chapter one of my OQMovieWeek fic based on the proposal.

This story is set in England, but I'm not going along with the actual law from this country as they are a little different and probably wouldn't work with this premise. So I decided to stick to a similar type of situation as the one in the film.

I hope you enjoy it, and this chapter hasn't been proofread yet so if you come across any mistakes, just ignore them. Oops.

Regina couldn't actually believe that this was what her life had come to, only the week before she'd had a stable job and a prominent future. Now though everything was up in the air like caps on graduation day and although she might seem perfectly calm to others, on the inside she was freaking out, her whole life was about to be destroyed and the only thing she could possibly do about it was to sit and wait for it to happen.

There are probably better places to have a panic attack than in the bathroom of a crowded train making its way out of London towards up north, as he calls it. The man her entire future is relying on. She'd been living in England for five years and still had yet to venture out of London and its surrounding area, so up north sounded rather daunting, to say the least.

This whole thing had been her own fault really, they had told her not to leave the country but she did it anyway, her father had been taken ill and she'd returned to America for a couple of weeks, now it seems as though she'll be having to go back there on a more permanent basis. Her application for her visa had been denied and if she didn't do something soon, something which was probably less than legal, she was going to be deported. She knew that her plan had maybe been a little bit rash, but she'd had no other choice, it had to be done.

There was a loud pounding in her head, the whole situation was really getting to her and she couldn't stop thinking about all the possible outcomes. She liked it here and she loved her job, she knew that she wouldn't find a better one in the US, not with the salary she was currently on. She tried to remind herself that she'd had no other option and although it may have been drastic, there wasn't anything else she could have done.

The banging in her head seemed to be getting louder and louder the more she thought about her unstable future. A loud shout broke her from her thoughts and she realised that the pounding may not have been as in her head as she first thought. Someone was banging on the door to the tiny cramped toilet and had probably been waiting quite a while, she had no idea how long she had been inside, but being sat next to him in a verging on awkward silence was something she'd just had to escape from.

With a groan, she glanced in the mirror one last time before sliding the lock on and coming face to face with an angry looking woman holding a screaming child. "Did you not hear the knocking."

"I was using the…" before she could even finish her sentence the woman was barging past her into the bathroom, nudging her out of the way and slamming the door closed. Regina blinked in shock, trying to pull herself together, she glanced down the walkway of the train which was seemingly fuller than it had been before she left her seat. His eyes were on her and there was a small smirk playing on his face, one which earnt him a scowl in return as she tried to squish past people to return to her seat.

"I'm glad you think this is funny," she huffed as she dropped down beside him, noticing that there was a sickeningly loved-up couple now sitting at the other side of the table to them. "I see we have company, does this train not just go straight there, couldn't we have caught a flight or something? What about first class?"

"You want to fly when the train only takes a couple of hours? Considering your profession, I'd say you were rather oblivious to the climate."

"Shut it. I hate public transport."

"I can tell and it's hilarious, I really wish I'd opted for the coach instead of the train it would have been even better."

"Robin," she groaned, she knew he was going to carry on teasing her relentlessly, he had the leverage and the ball was well and truly in his court, she was relying on him.

It was his fault she was on this train in the first place, it had all been a downward spiral since she'd talked to her bosses a few days ago and they'd told her about what was going to happen. Then Robin, her secretary, had come into the meeting room to deliver her a message and she'd had a momentary blip and told her bosses that they were engaged. The look on his face had been one she would never forget, he had stared at her in absolute shock but managed to recover well in order to, rather reluctantly, go along with her plan.

After realising that there was no other option but to go with it, mainly because the person the big bosses had in mind to take Regina's job should she be forced to leave hated Robin's guts and would probably have him fired, they'd had to go to the immigration office and talk to people there. They knew that it was going to be difficult and there would be many tests set to trip them up along the way, but she wanted to stay and Robin wanted to keep his job so they had no other option.

This trip though had come as a surprise, Robin had informed the immigration officer that he would be returning home to celebrate his grandfather's ninetieth birthday and naturally the man had assumed Regina would be going along, leaving her no other option but to comply.

"Where even are we?"

"We're about an hour away."

"Still? I feel like I have been trapped in here for hours."

"Regina its barely even been an hour," he sighed, leaning against the window and looking out, "I cannot believe you're even coming up here with me."

"Why?"

"Because…"

"We needed it to seem believable, what person doesn't go with their significant other to a family occasion?"

"Okay baby, whatever you say," he chuckled as he unscrewed the cap of his lemonade and took a drink.

"Now that's just weird, baby? Really?"

"You're going to have to get used to that, we're going to really have to work on how we act around my family, especially you."

"What does that mean, especially me?" she asked, narrowing her eyes at him. She wasn't the only one having to pretend, so why was he making out as though she was going to have to put in more work than he was? She could fake being in a relationship, surely it couldn't be that hard to do.

"It means, you're not really the warmest of people," Robin shrugged, "sometimes you can be a little standoffish and if I'm being honest, its probably what scares people away."

"Excuse me? Standoffish?"

"That's what you're like with literally everyone at work."

"That's because I'm their boss and I have to keep absolute authority, otherwise they would get too comfortable and lacklustre. It's important to keep people on their toes."

"Keep people hating you more like."

At that, she went quite and opted to look at her hands in contemplation, did her employees really hate her that much? She knew that she probably wasn't their favourite person in the world, but hate was a strong word and she couldn't say that she had ever really used it to describe the way she felt about anyone, not since her argument with Constance Merriweather in college, if people think that Regina is a stuck-up cow, they ought to meet that bitch.

Robin was technically one of the workers, although he was on the other side of the glass doors and had his desk inside her office, he was still one of the crew and she was an outsider. To him, she was probably just another bossy britches with her head up her own ass. "I think I might go stretch my legs a little, walk through the train."

"Regina…"

"I need to find the drinks cart anyway because I…"

"I got your coffee, caramel latte with one sweetener," he stated, gesturing to the cup on the table that she hadn't even noticed. She looked at him before glancing back at the coffee and sitting back in her seat dejectedly, she was using the drinks cart as an excuse to get away from the awkwardness, but it seemed she had him trained too well for her to gain any type of advantage.

"Well, you didn't have to do that."

"Do you want to talk about what's in that huge file that I saw you shove into your bag back at the office."

"This is a book of some of the questions we might be asked," she stated, reaching down into her bag and pulling it out to hand to him. He began flipping through it, chuckling at some of them before handing it back to her.

"Well the good news is that I know all the answers to these questions for you, but you're going to have to learn them about me too."

"You know all the answers?"

"Yes."

"Really?" she rose an eyebrow, she couldn't believe that, there were rows and rows of questions and he couldn't possibly know the answer to them all. "Okay then, do I have any allergies?"

"Bee stings, I have to stab you in the leg with your EpiPen if one stings you. You're also allergic to most humans, but unfortunately for that one, I have no cure."

"Very funny," she offered him up a fake smile before continuing to look at the questions, she wanted to find one that might trick him out and make him answer wrong. "What is my full name?"

"Regina Maria Mills."

"Okay…"

"But usually people in the office don't bother with your full name, they just call you the Evil Queen."

"Lovely, are you purposely setting out to make this difficult because I really want to spill my nice caramel latte all over you right now."

"Okay okay, I'll go easy on you," he grinned, nudging her playfully, only to receive a glare in return.

"I think we're done with these questions now. Are we there yet? I feel like the oxygen on this train is running low."

"As a scientist, I think you know that's probably not the case."

"As a scientist I think I can tell you that anything is possible," she was so done with this already, she didn't think she would be able to stand spending an entire week with him, not to mention they were going to spending most of their time at his parents' house, she was not only going to have to be with Robin, but his family as well and as he pointed out in a less than kind way, she wasn't a people person. Animals she could deal with, but people were a whole different story.

"Ask me another one."

"I don't think that's a good idea."

"Regina, come on, ask me, I want to see if I know you as well as I think I do."

"Fine," she rolled her eyes, reluctantly reopening the book and trying to find a really hard one. She grinned when she saw it and turned to him with a triumphant smile, she knew that there was no way he knew the answer to this question. "Do I have any tattoos?"

"Tattoos," he tapped his fingers against the table as he looked at her, seemingly mulling it over in his head, it was almost as though he was assessing her, trying to work out what she was thinking from the look on her face, but there was no way she was giving this one away and she had a feeling that he was going to get the answer wrong. "I'm going to say yes."

"What?" she groaned, her shoulder slumping, she had been so sure that he would answer wrong, "why do you think that I have tattoos?"

"Do you?"

"One."

"Well, I never would have guessed that."

"You just did."

"Yeah, but you gave that away, before I wouldn't have thought that you had tattoos, what is it?"

"It's a feather," she stated, picking up her coffee and taking a sip, it wasn't exactly warm but it did take her mind off the conversation, she wanted to move onto another topic.

"And where is this mysterious feather?"

"Ah, that would be telling."

"Come on Regina, they might ask and if I don't know where it is that would look suspicious, you have to tell me for your own good."

"Nope," she shook her head, she highly doubted they would ask that question anyway, it wasn't as important as some of the others, "we are done with this conversation." She quipped handing the book over to him.

"Do you want me to test you and see if you know the some of the answers about me?" he asked as he placed it down on the table.

Regina glanced at him before looking straight ahead and unfortunately being met with the sight of the young couple with their tongues in one another's mouths. She wrinkled her nose and dipped her hand back into her bag to find her phone, "you already said that I wouldn't know the answers, so what's the point."

"I thought you might want to get to know the answers, after all, you're going to need them."

She thought about it for a moment before rolling her eyes and nodding at him, "fine, alright." She wasn't looking forward to this because she was going to find out just how neglectful of a boss she had been over the years, Robin had been her assistant for two years and although she knew some things about him, she definitely didn't know him on the level that he knew her and that was worrying.

"Okay, I'll start with an easy one. What is my full name?"

Her bottom lip found its way between her teeth as she looked around and stared out of the window for a moment, watching as the landscape whizzed by, all she could see were green field and a few dwellings, it seemed like forever since she had seen the countryside, not since she'd moved to London that was for sure. She was procrastinating because she didn't know the answer to his question, if he had a middle name she didn't know it. "Robin Locksley?"

"Robin Michael Locksley. Do I have any siblings?"

"Yes, you have two brothers and a sister," she grinned, smirking at him feeling proud of herself that she had managed to get one right.

"Correct, but I did tell you that about an hour ago, so I'm not sure that counts."

"It does count!" Regina protested, how dare he discredit her achievement, even if he did have a point. "I can even tell you their names, Emma, Graham and…" blank, her mind had gone blank, what on earth was his other brother called? Like he said it had only been an hour ago since he told her, she couldn't have forgotten already. He had a smug smirk on his face and it was evident that he thought he'd won, she just wished that the final name would come to her.

"You're missing one."

"Don't you think I don't know that?" she snapped, sitting back in her chair and racking her brain, going over name after name to try and work it out. She glanced up at the luggage rack and sighed, like that was going to give her any indication as to his brother's name. Graham and… Emma, Graham and "David! Your other brother is David."

"Okay, I'll give you that one," he chuckled, "but you still have a lot to learn."

Regina nodded took a sip of her drink, at least for now she could be smug in her small victory, but she had a feeling that the hardest part was still to come.

When the train finally pulled to a stop at the station they were vacating at Regina's stomach plummeted, shed thought that she wanted it, that she couldn't wait to get off the damned thing, but now she had to face the reality that she was about to meet Robin's family and she had no idea how they were going to take to her or what they were going to say. After all their engagement had come completely out of nowhere.

She stood from her seat and had to almost fight to get her bag down from the rack above, she was too short, even in the heels she was wearing, to get the bag down at the correct angle without it falling on top of her. Robin wasn't any help, he was just chuckling to himself as he grabbed his own bag and got off the train without her. She stared after him for a second and scoffed at the audacity.

The man from the loved-up couple stood from his chair and grabbed her bag for her, "there you are."

"I could have done it myself," she huffed, "also, you might want to cut down on the amount of PDA, its positively nauseating." With that, she made her way off the train and looked around trying to gain her bearings. It was a tiny train station, nothing like King's Cross where they had departed from, there were none of the modern glass ceilings, instead, it was pretty open and she had absolutely no clue where Robin had gone.

She looked around for a moment and realised that there were tracks either side of her and she was on a platform located in the middle of them, there weren't any escalators or bridges so she didn't know how she was supposed to get to the other side where she assumed the exit would be located. She pouted and leant against her Louis Vuitton luggage, her eyes scanning for any sign of her travelling partner. She knew that he'd done this on purpose to make her look like a fool.

"What are you doing over there?" Robin shouted across the tracks as he came into view with a smug smile on his face. She knew his game and she wasn't playing along.

"You left me you idiot! Now you're going to have to come back and get me," she huffed, folding her arms over her chest as she stared him out.

"Pretty sure you can work out how to get here on your own, it's not that hard."

"Robin, this isn't funny, it's childish."

"You'll work it out," he grinned, "meet you out front," he quipped before walking through some doors, she watched as he fed his ticket through the gate and disappeared from sight. He'd left her. The arsehole had actually left her standing on the platform with virtually no clue about how she was supposed to get over to him, there must be something she was missing, some kind of walkway.

She turned on her heel and it was then that she spotted the painfully obvious set of stairs that clearly led to an underground tunnel that led to the other side and she suddenly felt rather silly. Yet again she looked like a fool and had fallen directly into his trickery. "Great, I just know you are going to make this a living nightmare," she mumbled under her breath as she made her way towards the stairs. She was tempted to just stand on the platform and make him wait, but she didn't want to look any more stupid than she already felt.

Once she was above ground again at the other side of the tracks, she fed her ticket through the machine and moved through the old building and out into the town. There were historical buildings all around and on the outside, the train station looked much more extravagant than it did on the inside, there were six large columns that held up the front of the building and a clock sat in the centre above them.

From there it looked out onto a large square with a bronze cast sculpture in the centre. Children were running around as their parents sat on benches talking and Regina couldn't help but wonder why they weren't in the park instead. Shaking her head, she finally spotted Robin stood with two older women at the other side of the square. Rolling her eyes, she took a deep breath before pulling her luggage with her and walking confidently towards them.

She could do this, she was a strong independent… "Oh my god!" all of a sudden she was drenched from head to toe with freezing cold water and came to the unfortunate realisation that what she had initially thought was a plain old square, was actually also a water feature with fountains that shot out powerful jets, enough to have her soaked to the bone. Now she realised why the kids were so excited to be playing in a square.

Regina reluctantly peered around and noticed that Robin and his mother and the other woman who was most likely his grandmother, were all staring at her. Great, just great.

She made her way closer and forced a smile onto her face as she pushed a wet strand of hair behind her ear. "I didn't know there were little fountains," she stated through gritted teeth as she tried her hardest not to smack Robin as he chuckled at her expense.

"Sorry, I didn't think to tell you about them, I didn't expect that to happen," he quipped, she could tell that he thought it was hilarious, she certainly didn't. "Well, mother this is Regina Mills, my slightly damp girlfriend."

She rose a single unimpressed eyebrow at him before the older woman's hands were either side of her face squishing it slightly, "Regina dear! I feel as though we've been waiting a lifetime for Robin to bring someone home. He's told us so much about you, although your description didn't do her justice, Robin! She is simply stunning, my goodness, it's so good to finally meet you, welcome to the family!" With that Caroline wrapped her arms around Regina and the younger woman just stood there in shock, her eyes widening somewhat as she reluctantly hugged her back.

"It's nice to meet you too Mrs Locksley," Regina stated as they pulled back from the hug and she offered her an awkward smile. Almost as soon as she was out of his mother's hug the other woman decided that she wanted one also and Regina had no choice but to go along with it.

"Robin, she seems much nicer than you suggested. Nothing at all like an evil queen."

Regina's eyes flicked to Robin as she stared at him, he'd told them about that? He was so dead. "Oh well, Robin does like to exaggerate."

"Better watch out for her mood swings grandma, she'll be all loving one minute and the next she'll turn on you, like a feral cat."

"Nice to know you think so highly of me."

"You know I do sweetie."

She swallowed down her distaste for the nickname and looked at the two women, who seemed to be analysing every soaking wet inch of her. "I would really love to get out of these wet clothes. Would we be able to check into the hotel?" She asked expectantly.

"Oh, we cancelled your reservations! You're family, you should stay with us." Regina's eyes widened and she noticed that Robin's did also, clearly, he didn't know about this development, she wasn't sure if she should be happy that they'd caught him out, or freaking out about it.

"That sounds lovely."

"Wonderful! Let's get you in the car and we can get on our way." The tall blonde clapped as she turned and they headed towards an old Land Rover covered in thick mud.

"You laugh at me one more time and I'll hurt you," she murmured to Robin as they both followed behind his mother.

"Aww come on honey bunny, it was a little funny," he grinned, his arm wrapping around her shoulder.

"Stop it," she swatted at his hand.

"You really are like a feral cat," Robin laughed as he tossed his case in the back of his mother's car.

"Yeah, well you better keep a good distance so you don't get scratched then." She carefully placed her soggy luggage next to his and climbed into the back seat beside him as his relatives sat in the front. "How long is it going to take us to get where we're going?" she asked under her voice, not wanting his mother to overhear.

"Its probably around a forty-five-minute drive."

Regina closed her eyes and tried not to freak out, she was tired and soaking wet and quite frankly she couldn't wait to be able to just flop down on a bed and sleep, even if it was only four o'clock in the afternoon. She was ready for the whole trip to be over and it really hadn't even started yet.

Thanks for reading, tune in tomorrow for another chapter! Don't be afraid to let me know your thoughts, I love hearing them. ;)