AN: Still don't own them
Desperate Measures
With surprising speed he ran, past run down shops and dark alleys. Not stopping for cars, one particular truck came dangerously close to hitting the man. The driver skidded to stop at the last possible second, honked his horn and cursed. Robin paid him no mind though made a mental note to look both ways before dashing across another intersection.
Three more blocks, two more blocks, one more block, oh God…
His breathing slowed, his heart stopped, his feat seemed planted to the sidewalk. Here, was his apartment building, on the second floor Alec would be taking a nap while Mrs. Kraft watched Jeopardy and yelled at the stupid contestants while making Macaroni and Cheese.
He was going into shock. But Alec can't sleep with all the sirens… And at that moment, he was no longer planted to the sidewalk, his heart beat accelerated to a rapid amount, and he felt panic. Panic like he had never felt before. He felt as though he couldn't move, but if he stayed still he might explode, and so he tore through front door, brushed past two police officers talking to the tenanted of apartment A4, ignored the yells for him to stop, and dashed up the stairs with speed that he himself wasn't quite sure was possible.
Then, he stopped cold.
His apartment, or what was left of it, was a wreck. His couch was slit by what looked to be some sort of razor blade, his cheap reading lamp would never again give light, and his once light blue cabinets were now mangled and torn off their hinges. All the plates, smashed, all the silver wear was lying about in heaps where the drawers had been dumped. But Robin wasn't concerned about the state of his dining wear.
Alec, where's Alec, I can't find him, where is he!
He suddenly became aware of a hand on his shoulder. He turned to see a kind faced older officer who he remotely recognized. He didn't know him personally, but had heard the man was called in to deal with young children because of his compassionate nature; apparently he could make a child forget about the trouble by doing animal interpretations.
"You're the owner of the apartment, correct?"
"Where's, I mean, where is my…" This is ridiculous! You've dealt with things like this everyday of your life! Think clearly! Only before, it had never been his house, and his son.
"I mean, yes, I own this apartment, my son he was…" The officer interrupted him.
"Oh right, the young boy. Don't worry, he's fine. He and the older woman were out at the time of the…incident. Please sir, can you answer a few of my…" But all Robin heard was 'He's fine'.
He's fine, Alec's safe, thank God, who would do this! Suddenly the feelings of worry and panic turned to those of anger and rage. Who would attack his family? Or better yet, why would anyone attack his family? Did they know who he really was? They couldn't…
"Can I see Alec? My son I mean? Where is he?" He was rambling again; he really needed to work on talking during these situations. Then again, he thought, it's not like I get much practice.
The older officer only nodded, realizing that trying to get information would be pointless until he had seen for himself that his son was safe. He pointed in the direction the den. Robin nodded in appreciation and began walking towards the room, careful to avoid the over turned chair.
He looked into the room to see three officers questioning a tired looking Mrs. Kraft. Slightly to her left sat Alec on one of the view pieces of undamaged furniture next to a gentle looking woman. He wasn't crying, but Robin could clearly tell that he was scared and confused. He wasn't responding to the woman's attempts to cheer him up by offering candy, a sure sign something was wrong with the boy.
Robin called out his name softly. The boy jerked his head around, and when seeing it was his daddy, jumped off the seat and ran towards Robin. The slightly surprised woman turned shortly after Alec ran off to see father and son embrace.
"Daddy, why are your friends all here and why is the house all messy? I didn't make that big of mess…" Robin laughed when he'd referred to all of the police as his friends. That's what he used to call them when Alec was little as to not confuse the boy.
"I'm so glad your okay, your not hurt are you? Your fine right?" He was now checking the three year old's body for injury.
"Daddy! Your tickling me! Why would I be hurt? I didn't run or nothing, and I was holding Mrs. Kraft's hand when we crossed the street and everything!" Robin smiled at his son's innocents. Had he ever been that naïve himself? He couldn't remember…
His reminiscing was interrupted however, when the same officer from earlier returned, apparently anxious to get his information.
"Excuse me sir, but do you have any idea of who would do this? Does anyone perhaps hold a grudge against you?" Robin laughed to himself.
Yeah, half the criminal population of the world. However, he didn't feel like giving this man his life's story. So, he lied, it was after all, what he was good at.
"No, I can't think of anyone right now. Please? Is there anyway I could get with you later and answer your questions? I'd like to clean up." Just get these people out of my house!
The man sighed a bit, most likely because he was tired of dealing with this case. However, his wife was making his favorite dish tonight, and he was anxious to get home.
"Oh coarse, the department will call you first thing tomorrow. We'll need your work and phone number." He took out a pad of paper prepared to write down the information.
"You guys already have both. I work….I er… used to work down at the station." He cringed once again remembering he financial situation.
Closing his pad of paper he shook Robins hand and gave the word to the rest of the police to begin moving out. Slowly, the men began putting their equipment into various bags. Soon, only Robin, Alec, and Mrs. Kraft were left. He turned to look at the visibly shaken woman.
"How are you?" He couldn't begin to thank the woman for watching his son, and now he had put her life in danger, what does one say to a person like that?
"I'm very relieved we weren't here at the time. Alec wanted to feed the birds at the park, we would have been home sooner but there was one little robin that seemed to take an interest in Alec. I think that robin very well might of saved our lives."
Robin was a bit shocked the irony of that. So a small robin had saved his son's life, while he hadn't even been aware of danger.
He looked around his apartment, completely in ruins. He looked at his life, it, much the same, was completely in ruins. He looked at the woman who had been through so much today. She was visibly tired, yet was remaining strong. He couldn't put her in danger anymore. He looked at his son. Innocent and beautiful, so far untouched by the evils of the world he lived in. He would do whatever it took to have it remain like that.
This was it; he had come to the end of the road and run out of options. As much as he hated it, he had no other choice.
It's time to go see the team.
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Well? What do ya' think so far? I know there are many, many, typos. I'm very sorry about this. I do try my best, but spelling has always been my worst subject. Hehe, I guess I never pointed it out, but this IS my first fic.
And looky here, I got reviews! YAY! Thank you all so much, and now for your enjoyment, I shall respond!
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