I got this idea after listening to my Barry Manilow CD. It's based on the song, 'When October Goes.'

Enjoy!

Catie

When October Goes: Part 1/1

They had a fling going all through that month. All thirty-one days of October were undinalably the best of their lives. Standing on the pier that night it hit Robin Scorpio like a ton of bricks that she had fallen in love with Patrick Drake in a month's worth of time. And now, he had ended it. Just out of nowhere, on the first of November, he ended their 'relationship' for good. And it hurt.

As she stared out into the dark black water, she shivered slightly. Half of the shiver was from the cold, causing her to hug her wool jacket tighter to her body. But the other half was from the memories that she shared with him. The small kisses when she would be making breakfast or he would be watching baseball. Their nightly sessions of lovemaking in their bedroom...or their kitchen...or their couch...or a flat surface. The showers that they took together.

All in October.

She looked up into the sky and shut her eyes as the small frozen snowflakes began to fall. She stuck out her tongue, like she had done dozens of times as a child, and attempted to catch the cold drops in her mouth. She reopened her eyes, blinking rapidly to rid the flakes from her eyelashes. Her mind is rattled from the child play with the lift off of one of Jason Morgan's planes from a nearby airport.

And when October goes,
The now begins to fly.
Above the smokey roofs,
I watch the planes go by.

Robin stepped back a few paces and sat on the wooden bench, never taking her eyes off the plane. She silently said a prayed that whoever was piloting the mission and the plane would make it home safe. She began to close her eyes again when footsteps were heard on the stairs. She prayed again, hoping that it was Patrick.

No luck.

"Robin? Why are you sitting in the snow?" Maxie questioned, her friends standing behind her.

Robin opened her eyes to her cousins voice. "Why are you all out?" She countered, looking at her watch. "Halloween was last night and It's past midnight."

"It's late and you're out in the snow. That's her point." Georgie spoke up.

"No, that's my point." Robin laughed. "Now get home, without the boyfriends, before you cause Uncle Mac two heartattacks!" Robin scolded playfully. The teens waved good-bye and ran of to the other side of the pier and up the stairs heading home.

Robin settled back into her bench and sighed. How she missed being a teenager. Mostly free to do what she pleased. Never having the types of responsibilities that she had now. And not to mention the heartache. The last time she felt like this was after Jason ended it and then before that when Stone passed away.

The children running home,
Beneath a twilight sky.
Oh, for the fun of them,
When I was one of them.

But moving on was a part of life; a part of life Robin would just have to relive.

Again.

He stood in the Penthouse that was previously oppicuied by them. He was planning on selling it as soon as he was sure that these is what he wanted.

Who the hell was he kidding?

This wasn't what he wanted; not by a long shot. But he didn't do commitments or relationships. He didn't do the dating to marriage to kids charade with a happy home, a brown dog and a big backyard. That's what she wanted. But he couldn't give it to her.

He looked to the couch that they had made love so many times, tear rimming his eyes and threatening to fall down his unshaven cheek. He'd only ended it an hour ago and he felt like he'd aged twenty years without her by his side. He could visualize them on the couch, in each other's arms; laughing and smiling. They were happy. Fun. Some even said it was love. But those comments were ignored.

Now, there wasn't much to look forward to.

And when October goes,
The same old dreams appear.
And you are in my arms,
To share the happy years.

He moved over to the large window and gasped at the sight. It was her. It was his Robin Scorpio tilting her head unto the sky to catch the frozen rain in her mouth. He smiled happily, only being happy for her and unhappy that he'd let her go. But he did and there was no turning back.

He continued to watch her, having a perfect view of the pier from his new Penthouse. He watched her sit down, only to be intruppted by her cousins and their boyfriends. He saw her smile, but that was a facade, and they both knew it.

I turn my head away,
To hide the helpless tears.
Oh how I hate to see October go.

It was totally hopeless to hide the emotion in his face. The tears formed rivers down his face, weaving in between the stubs of hair that had managed to grow in. He turned away and, unable to keep his emotions in check, he threw his cup of coffee into the fire burning violently in the fireplace.

Why did he let her go? He knew the answer to that. The commitment. It had been a month. A fun, beautiful, educational, erotic, wonderful, blissful October. But not it was done. And moving on was what they needed to accomplish.

I should be over it now, I know.
It doesn't matter much,
How old I grow.
I hate to see October go.