AN: Please R&R this is a comedy that had to be written. Amon and Micheal
are my favorite characters. But I just couldn't ignore the great "brothr
factor". Spoilers.
Amon kept running it through his head as he followed Nagira's directions. He barely registered what was being said. He remembered meeting Robin and his first impression of her. That spark that might not just have been from the fire in her eyes, literally, he thought with a half smile.
Nagira turned just as he saw Amon smile and it obviously wasn't because of what he said.
"What's so funny?" Nagira asked casually.
"What?" Amon demanded still lost in thought.
"Never mind, you're in your own world," Nagira brushed it off.
Amon continued to think about Robin and how he saved her, he thought about the wounds he'd endured for her and why he couldn't make up his mind. She was a witch. It was his job to hunt witches. He couldn't get past that, but then he'd always come back to it.
How she had fought him, told him not to leave her that day Solomon's forces came after her. How it seemed so simple. His time away from her after the incident had helped, had told him that the job could not get in the way of the task at hand. Then again he saw her; she never stopped fighting for what she believed, and he could never stop keeping an eye on her.
I'll protect her at all costs, Nagira's words echoed in his head. How long had it been? Since Nagira said those words.
He meant them, anything either of then said, they meant. It was possible Nagira was in love with Robin, and very possible. Amon was not about to create a rift on account of that.
Robin had proved her preference to be with Nagira when they were in Factory, hadn't she?
I'll go with you as well, she had clearly stated.
No! We will stay here, why had he insisted on it?
Amon stopped at the liquor store that Nagira had directed him to. Boys weekend out would prove to be one hell of a weekend.
Amon kept running it through his head as he followed Nagira's directions. He barely registered what was being said. He remembered meeting Robin and his first impression of her. That spark that might not just have been from the fire in her eyes, literally, he thought with a half smile.
Nagira turned just as he saw Amon smile and it obviously wasn't because of what he said.
"What's so funny?" Nagira asked casually.
"What?" Amon demanded still lost in thought.
"Never mind, you're in your own world," Nagira brushed it off.
Amon continued to think about Robin and how he saved her, he thought about the wounds he'd endured for her and why he couldn't make up his mind. She was a witch. It was his job to hunt witches. He couldn't get past that, but then he'd always come back to it.
How she had fought him, told him not to leave her that day Solomon's forces came after her. How it seemed so simple. His time away from her after the incident had helped, had told him that the job could not get in the way of the task at hand. Then again he saw her; she never stopped fighting for what she believed, and he could never stop keeping an eye on her.
I'll protect her at all costs, Nagira's words echoed in his head. How long had it been? Since Nagira said those words.
He meant them, anything either of then said, they meant. It was possible Nagira was in love with Robin, and very possible. Amon was not about to create a rift on account of that.
Robin had proved her preference to be with Nagira when they were in Factory, hadn't she?
I'll go with you as well, she had clearly stated.
No! We will stay here, why had he insisted on it?
Amon stopped at the liquor store that Nagira had directed him to. Boys weekend out would prove to be one hell of a weekend.