Authors note: Besides ChromxRobin, I think Stahl and Robin make a great couple, but their supports are kinda... Meh. To me at least. And I had some Stahl and Robin ideas, so I thought I might as well write them down and make a fanfic of my own. I usually only write one shots, so I'm sorry if this seems... Rushed. Thanks for reading, and sorry about any mistakes.

Robin felt good. She hadn't felt this good for a long time, mainly due to her insomnia issues she was having.

Ever since she discovered her lineage, nightmares and headaches plagued her at night, so she could never sleep.

Robin grinned. But not tonight. Tonight, she was running.

All those nights, laying there, staring at the ceiling of her tent, she knew if she could just go for a run and wear herself down, she'd be too exhausted to have nightmares. But she could practically hear Frederick sputtering at her how unsafe it was.

But Robin didn't care anymore. What he didn't know wouldn't kill him, she thought as she jogged into a nearby forest. The moon shone above her, giving her some light.

It was cooler too, at night, Robin thought, starting to feel a little bit guilty, so obviously it was more practical to run now-

Robin's train of thought ending as she ran into something tall and pale.

"Ooof!" She grunted as she fell hard on the ground.

"What the-?" A voice yelled.

Robin's eyes widened in panic. She had run into someone!

She squinted, trying to see who it was in the dark. They were rubbing their head, and had messy hair...

Realizing it could be a bandit, Robin tried to scuttle away quietly, until they spoke.

"Robin?" It was Stahl's voice. "What the blazes are you doing out here?" He asked as he stood up.

Robin looked up at him, and he gave her his hand to help her up. "I could be asking you the same thing." She said as he pulled her up.

Stahl folded his arms, and Robin waited for a answer. He gave in.

"I come out here to practice my sword fighting sometimes." Stahl said, sounding slightly embarrassed.

Robin looked at the ground and sure enough saw a sword and a dummy, but her eyes narrowed.

There must be more to the story, she thought. Stahl was already a great fighter. He didn't need to practice. Robin decided not to ask now. It could lead to more questions she didn't want to answer.

"Now its your turn," Stahl continued. "What are you doing at this hour?"

Robin cleared her throat, trying to muster up what dignity she had left. "I came out for a run." She said. "So now if you excuse me, I'll let you get back to your sword fighting, and I'll go for my run." She said and quickly started to walk away.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, hold up Robin!" Stahl said as he dashed towards her and grabbed her arm.

Robin turned to face him.

"Let me get this straight. You're going running, at this hour?" Stahl asked.

Robin nodded.

"All alone?" Stahl asked.

Robin nodded again, and Stahl winced.

He put his hands on his hips. "Did you even bring a weapon of some sort?"

Robin gritted her teeth. How had she forgotten that? "Er, no. I didn't."

"What if you run into trouble? Bandits or wolves or something?" Stahl asked.

Robin didn't know what to do, so she shrugged.

"Well, I have a sword." Stahl said, wiggling his at his hip. "Why don't I come with you?"

Robin immediately shook her head, backing away. "I will not be responsible for making you lose sleep as well for the sake of me." She said forcefully. "I'm sure I'll be fine."

Stahl bit his lip. "I'd rather lose sleep being out here with you then losing sleep by worrying in my tent."

Well when he put it that way, how could Robin refuse?

"Fine. You can come." She said reluctantly.

Stahl grinned. "Great. Let's get to it."

After that, they didn't talk as they ran.

But a hour or so later, Stahl looked at Robin, seeing her determined face, as if she was trying to push something away. Stahl had noticed Robin was losing sleep by the dark circles under her eyes, but he was sure she hadn't gone running before, since he out most nights sparring, and he had never seen signs of her out before.

He knew he had to break the comfortable silence they had.

"Are you going to tell me what's wrong?" He asked.

Robin huffed. "I don't know what you mean."

"Robin... I can read faces, remember? Like when I helped you get a birthday present for Chrom?"

Robin raised a eyebrow and looked at him, slowing their run to a small jog so she could talk better.

"I thought you said you just heard me talking to myself."

Stahl chuckled. "True. But I can still read people, and I know something has been bothering you."

Robin looked at Stahl, debating if she should tell him.

In the end, she decided to tell him part of it.

"I can't sleep lately, so I figured going for a run might help." She said, praying Stahl wouldn't judge her.

Stahl grunted. "I would've done the same."

Robin let out a sigh of relief. "Thanks for understanding, Stahl." She said, and she looker ahead to see the campsite in view.

"Anytime." He said casually.

As they reached the beginning of camp they slowed to a walk. Robin debated asking Stahl why he had been practicing sword fighting in the middle of the night, but something made her not.

"Um, thanks for running with me." Robin said awkwardly instead.

Stahl waved it off. "My pleasure." He said, turning to his tent.

Robin called after him. "Stahl? You wouldn't tell anyone would you? I wouldn't want everyone to panic."

Stahl laughed. "I wouldn't dream of it!" He said back, then with a wave he went into his tent.

Smiling, Robin gave a small wave back before entering her tent across camp.

With a exhausted sigh she fell into her bed, and slept soundly for the first time in weeks.

She may have not gotten a perfect sleep, but the next day Robin felt wonderful with the extra hours she had gotten. She knew that no matter what, she would have to go running again.

Not the best chapter, but I'm hoping I'll get my groove down in the next couple of chapters. Thanks again for reading!