"Where are we going?" Sarah asked, looking back to make sure they'd lost John as Robin was readjusting back into the car.
Sarah could see Pops frown at Robin as he answered, "We are going to a cabin in the woods. We have to lay low for now and form a new plan."
Sarah nodded. Pops reached across the front seat and laid his hand on Robin's belly, "Are you alright? You should not have done that."
Robin rolled her eyes, "I'm perfectly fine and it was necessary. I'm gonna close my eyes until we get there."
When Robin opened her eyes, Pops was pulling into a garage in a beautiful cabin in the mountains. "This is like a vacation destination," Robin commented as she looked around, getting out of the truck.
Pops tried to get out fast enough to help her out but she was too quick. He unlocked the door into the house by ripping the knob off and walked inside.
Sarah laughed, "He'll never blend perfectly, will he?" Robin shook her head as they followed Pops inside.
Sarah excused herself, "I'm gonna get a nap in before we have to move out again. You two feel free to make a plan but I want the final say," she instructed.
"Sweet dreams," Robin said as she sat down on the sofa in the living area. Pops walked over to the window to stare out for any signs of danger.
"Wanna join me?" Robin asked.
Pops turned to look at her as if he was about to disagree before he walked over and sat down next to her. "Please do not risk yourself or the child again."
Robin sighed, "I didn't risk anything. John can't kill me, at least until after I deliver and I was safe. The baby is safer in there than you can even know. I would've gone into hiding but I would have been too worried about you. I know your history and that most of the time the machine sent back doesn't make it. You told me the stories of the other timeline."
Pops looked down at her, his expression softening, "I am sorry. I worry for you also. Now more than ever," he admitted as he leaned down and placed his hand gently on her cheek. He always had to be careful when he touched her because of his strength. He leaned forward and softly placed his lips against hers.
Robin leaned up into the kiss immediately, running her hands up his chest and around his neck, into his grey hair. Pops pulled back, "We have to stop. Sex can induce labor and we need the child to stay inside as long as possible."
Robin nodded as she leaned back, her cheeks flushed. "What are we going to do about John?"
Pops stood once more and began to think. "We know that an explosion or extreme magnetism can destroy him. Where can we accomplish one of those two things?"
Robin stood too and began to pace as she thought about it. Pops urged her to take a seat but she needed to think.
She had an idea, "Power plants use large magnets to generate electricity. What if we could trap him there and turn it on?"
Pops thought the proposal over and nodded, "That is a good plan. Now, will you please sit down," he requested, his tone calm though his face was taking on a hint of frustration.
Robin frowned as she sat down, Indian style, on the floor where she'd been standing, "I'm gonna need help up when I'm ready," she warned, "How can we get him there and trapped long enough to destroy him? You don't have many years to plan this time."
Pops sat down on the floor across from her to begin thinking it over. "Is there anything that can sedate a machine or stop it for a time?" Robin asked.
The two sat there staring at each other as they thought of a possible answer.