I wanted to follow this fic up and keep adding POV's from all the episodes and I first started with last weeks episode and now I will continue that theme from the moments in this episode 8x07 The Stamp Tramp.

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Robin's POV!

Hanging out with Barney wasn't what my original plan was for today but if it means spending more time with him then I don't care. All I want to do since that moment between us last week was interrupted is spend as much time with Barney as possible cause I missed just bro-ing it out with him. I always love it when it's just US hanging out together alone they are some of my favorite times in my life and it always makes me happy. So, spending this time with Barney and helping him out with his search for a new strip club was the best way to do that. At first, I didn't want to be bothered but for some odd reason I like the sound of being his agent and helping him out just as any good friend would. All I want is for Barney to be happy and when he's happy I'm happy for him.

I am sitting in Maclaren's drinking and talking on the phone to one of the many strip clubs in the city and other places in the state and New Jersey. Which, to be honest I didn't want to go to. A strip club in New Jersey, me and Barney hanging out getting drunk is a bad mix so any strip club in a far away place is out of the question. So, this strip club had me on hold for about 5 minutes and then I gave them a piece of my mind. In comes Barney, he's looking happy and impressed with me talking to the strip club and once I was off the phone with the strip club I was pretty impressed with myself and how good I am with negotiations. I can actually be an agent for real if I wanted to.

"So, how's the club hunt going?" Barney asks and I smile at him.

"Good, just got off the phone with one of them and even though it took 5 minutes to get an answer out of them they are in." I say, hoping that Barney will be okay with the strip club I chose.

"So, what is the name of this strip club?" Barney asks me and I am a little a shamed of myself for doing this but...

"It's called the Golden Oldies." I tell him and now he's giving me this look that says he isn't happy with what I told him.

"What, isn't that strip club for senior's?" Now he looks angry and now I'm regretting ever telling him about this club. I know I promised him I would be his agent and help him out with finding a new strip club but the truth is I don't want him going to any strip club I don't want him looking at other women and I most certainly don't want any of those women grinding on Barney and giving him lap dances cause that lap is mine and it will always be mine.

"Yes, but Barney..." He cut me off after that but I really wanted to tell him my reason for picking an old gentleman's strip club but he wasn't having that.

"Great, I thought you would help me with this but you just aren't. Thanks a lot Robin!" And, then Barney storms out of the bar and I sit there and start to cry. Why did I have to be so selfish and do that? I only want Barney to be happy and now he's not and I regret ever doing this for him because all I really want is for Barney to be happy.

I go home for the rest of the day/night and think about what happened. Yes, I regret ever doing this strip club thing with Barney but I don't regret hanging out with him. It felt like old times again, we are high-fiving again we are closer than we've have been in months and it's so much fun helping him out, it's what a good bro/friend does right? I have to somehow make this up to him so tomorrow I will apologize and hopefully he won't be mad at me anymore cause I just can't take him being mad at me when all I was trying to do was just spend some time with him.

The next day with everyone at Maclaren's I saw Barney standing over at the bar so I took this opportunity to go over and talk to him about what happened yesterday. Hopefully he will take my apology.

"Hi, look I'm sorry about yesterday I just wanted...' And, before I can finish Barney cut me off by putting his hand on my cheek. Gosh, I've missed his tender touches. Okay, stop it Robin you can't do this to yourself again.

"It's fine, I'm not mad at you." And, he sounded sincere about that so I guess he isn't mad at me anymore. "I could never be mad at you for that long." He almost sounds like he means this and now I'm smiling at him glad that we are okay now after all that happened yesterday.

So, after that I go back to sit down at the booth while Barney picks his new strip club and I watch him with excitement wondering what strip club he's going to pick and the smile on my face hasn't gone away since I returned from talking to Barney.

The next day Barney and I go to the strip club he chose. I didn't expect to have so much fun but I did and it was great hanging out with Barney. It felt like old times again, and I did buy him that first lap dance. He really loved it but I so wanted to give him my own private lap dance but because I didn't want anything to happen between us than just hanging out I didn't. But, God knows I wanted to. Later, we got stinking drunk and wound up drunkenly walking the streets.

"I had fun hanging out tonight."

"Me too, I always have fun with you."

And before I say anything else Barney is kissing me. God, I have been wanting him all night and kept myself from doing something that I will probably regret in the morning. But, he's kissing me and all I can think about is how wrong it is, it felt amazing kissing him but I just can't continue this cause if I did then we all know where it's heading and I just don't have the courage to go there. At least not tonight, we are drunk after all and it would be really bad so I push him away.

"Woah, I can't do this." I know deep down in my heart that I want him. I have wanted him for so long but I just can't do this right now.

I walk the rest of the way home and all I keep thinking about is that kiss. My crazy drunken mind is wandering and my head is spinning. I can't stop thinking how amazing that kiss was and how badly I had wanted him. I did kiss him back after all right? But, stopping the kiss was for the best even if I wanted it to go further. But, really is it though? I wonder while finally coming to the front of my apartment building. I take out my keys still half drunk and half thinking about Barney. I go up stairs and hoped that if I just sleep it off I will forget about Barney and that kiss in the morning.