4 months later

Robin quickly made her way over to the front door of her, Brady's, and Noire's new home which they were sharing together. Their new shop which they had started together was going great and they decide to pitch in money for a nice house. Whoever was knocking on it refused to relent until someone answered, and it had been Robin who had finally decided to get up to get it.

With a yawn, she pushed her hair back and opened the door with her free hand. It was entirely too early in the morning for someone to be knocking like that, honestly. She could hear a stream of curse words escaping from Brady's room.

It took Robin a moment to realize that Lola was standing at her door. Owain's girlfriend was a friendly one and in a few months she familiarized herself with all of Owain's friends, Robin had even grown to care for her. It took her another moment to see that she was crying. Robin quickly pulled her into her home and asked her what was wrong.

"Lola, what's wrong?" she asked. Lola was seriously scaring her. She had never seen someone break down like this before. "Is everything okay?"

Lola shook her head and tried to talk, but she was crying too hard. Robin was getting really worried now. Something had to be very wrong with Lola, then. Robin grabbed her hand and tried to get her to focus.

"Please, Lola. Tell me what's wrong." At this point, Lola's crying had woken up Noire and Brady. They had both come out of their rooms but had yet to say anything. Robin was grateful for their silent support, though.

Lola coughed and cleared her throat before attempting to brush her continuous tears from her eyes. She squeezed Robin's hand tightly and sniffled loudly.

"Robin…" she said. She managed a shaky smile. "I'm pregnant."

"She's pregnant with my best friends kid. I'm not sure how I feel about this."

"Lola isn't a bad person, Brady," Robin defended quickly.

"I know that," Brady said. He glanced at Noire and shared a look with her. She just shrugged her shoulders, and Brady sighed. "It's just… do you really think that Owain and Lola make a good couple?"

Robin bit her lip. She didn't want to say anything mean, but… "No," she finally admitted. Owain and Lola didn't really mesh very well. Sure, they got along well enough, but they just didn't seem very… happy. They just existed as two people that said they were together, instead of an actual couple. Even with Robin's feelings for Owain aside she could see this.

"Exactly. I'm just worried about this baby. What's going to happen when Owain and Lola break up? Because they're going to, inevitably. And what's going to happen to the baby then?"

Robin was unusually quiet as she listened to Brady worry out loud. Noire noticed this and wrapped an arm around her shoulders. She should have known that something like this was going to happen. Ronin always did dive head first into things.

"You're not okay, Robin," Noire said.

Robin shook her head. "I'm fine, Noire. Really."

"No you're not."

Robin sighed and dragged a hand through her hair. "No," she said quietly. She knew that it was ridiculous. She shouldn't like Owain. He was taken by Lola, and now they were going to have a baby together. She should in no way have these feelings for Owain. But she couldn't help it. Robin had fallen hard for him from the moment she saw that sweet smile.

"Oh Robin," Brady said. He hugged her on her other side.

"No." Robin shook her head. "It's okay. I'm going to be okay. Owain and Lola are going to have a baby. It's going to be great."

Instead of early in the morning, this series of knocks were coming late at night. Just like the first time, however, Robin was the one to answer the door. She yawned and stretched before opening the door.

Robin was surprised to see Owain standing in the doorway. He looked up at her with bloodshot eyes and attempted a smile.

"Owain," Robin said. She tried to think of something else to say, but she couldn't come up with anything.

"Hey, Rob," he said. "Is Brady around?"

"Yes, of course. Just give me a moment, and I'll find him." Robin stepped aside and allowed Owain to come in. She shut the door behind him as he walked slowly over to a chair and sank down on to it, pressing his face into his hands.

Robin couldn't help herself. Before she went to get Brady, she sat next to Owain and put a hand on his back. He tilted his head just enough to look at her, and a ghost of that half smile appeared on his face.

"I just want you to know that I'm going to be there for the baby, Robin," Owain said. "I don't really know what I'm doing, but I won't abandon it. I promise."

Robin pushed her own feelings aside. They didn't matter anymore. "I know you won't, Owain," she said. She moved her hand soothingly on his back. "Everything is going to be okay."

"How can you know that for sure?" Owain whispered. His eyes shone with uncertainty. "How do you know that I won't be a bad father? That I won't completely mess this up? I never take anything seriously enough. You know me."

"Oh, Owain." Robin squeezed his shoulder and looked right into his eyes. "You're going to be a wonderful father."

Owain's hand slid over Robin's, and he squeezed it in return. They smiled at each other for a few moments. Their faces were getting closer to each other, and Robin realized that Owain's lips were nearly on her own. Suddenly, Robin remembered where she was, who, exactly, she was with, and what the situation was. She squeezed his hand again before she stood up and went to find Brady.