Sleeping

(ties to "Breaking Point", the next drabble)

Post-series

She looked peaceful, lying there. Innocent. And above all, as though she might wake up at any moment. It was hard to believe, then, that Robin had actually been in a deep sleep, essentially comatose for four days now. He rarely left her side. He couldn't. He was supposed to have been protecting her, but damn her, she was too stubborn to let him see she was exhausted. He hadn't noticed any symptoms because she didn't want him to see any symptoms. Now they were losing time, who knew how much. He refused to consider the possibility that the situation might worsen to the point where he'd have to ask for medical assistance. His Solomon training was serving him well right now, and it would hold until she woke up. He refused to believe otherwise. This wasn't how he meant to kill her, if it ever became necessary. Therefore, she was going to survive.