This is a Kellam x Robin story.

Kellam stands in the corner of the tent as he listens to everyone discuss the possible battle formations for the fight tomorrow. It was no surprise to him that almost everyone took no notice of him while he was in that corner. He had chosen to stand there because he was worried of someone bumping into him if he stood closer to the table.

"Kellam why don't you come stand beside me?" Robin had suggested when the meeting was in the process of beginning.

"No, I'm good over here. Out of the way, and I can see everyone from this spot." Kellam says to reassure her that he did not feel left out. Robin looks over the rest of the room with her keen observant eyes. He loves how the light purple of her hair contrasts with the dark purple of her eyes. She gives him a soft smile when she lands once more on him.

"If you're sure,"

"I am."

"Alright dear." She stands up on her feet a little higher and plants a quick kiss on his cheek before squeezing his hand and walking away to join Chrom at the head of the war table.

He stands vigilantly, making sure no one inside was planning any attacks. They would be foolish to ever consider so since the strongest of Ylisse was here but they had assassins try to attack them before during these meetings. Typically he would standing outside but Chrom and Robin wanted his, Sully's, Stahl's, and Frederick's opinions over the current situation. Of course Lucina, Owain, and Lissa were there as well. All of the strongest knights of the Ylisse shepherds in one place made the meeting seem all the more important, and it set Kellam on edge. If someone managed to get inside or past the guards on the outside then they would all be at risk, but he trusted the guards, and his fellow soldiers.

"Mother! Am I late?" Morgan asks through huffs of breath.

"A little dear." Robin admits they had already started the strategies for how they were going to get through the soldiers and actually to Grima.

"Sorry." He says and winces, looking off to the side as if he was in pain.

"It's alright. Hurry we need our second best tactician as well for this one." Chrom says invitingly with a wave. Morgan hurries over to the table, but pauses as he passes his father by. There was a questioning look in his eyes that asked him a hundred questions. Kellam never was sure which one Morgan wanted to ask when he gave him such looks. So he decided to ask one himself.

"Stayed up reading again?" Kellam leans down a little to whisper the question to his growing boy. He sometimes felt sad that he hadn't gotten to see him grow up, but he was glad and hopeful that maybe the other him had been a good father, for Morgan was such a happy boy.

"Yeah. Don't tell mom, please?" Morgan requests with a childish grin.

"I think she already knows." He gestures over to Robin who was glaring at Chrom for some reason. She casts the occasionally stern but concern glance over to Morgan and Kellam. "Mother's always know." Kellam smiles and pats Morgan's shoulder. "You better hurry."

Morgan nods and runs off towards the table.

The meeting drags on. It was getting darker outside of the tent as the discussions continue. Finally as the candles were being lite Chrom suggests something.

"I think we need to discuss our final plans. You were very adamant about what we should do Robin but,"

"Morgan, Kellam, would you two mind writing outside for a few moments?"

Of course the two remained where they were.

"Why?" Ask Morgan, his eyebrows furrow down with concern.

Kellam stays silent, standing still as if on a vigil. Maybe she would miss him, or overlook him. Would that work if she already knew he was in the room. If he moves to a different spot that may draw her attention to him or it could make him invisible to her. He never thought he would want to be invisible to anyone, especially Robin.

"Robin have you not told them?" Chrom questions his anger showing. Rarely was Chrom angry at one of the shepherds.

"A decision was reached Chrom. I told you what I planned to do. I had not yet had a moment's peace to speak it over with them." Robin states barely above a whisper.

"Robin, what is going on?" Kellam asks stepping over to his wife. He knew this battle would be dangerous but what decision did they speak of? "What's wrong?"

"Nothing." Robin's voice was barely audible now. She casts a glare at Chrom that could freeze a risen in place.

Chrom was stubborn. Maybe even more so than Robin. He stood his ground and didn't flinch under her gaze. Crossing his arms he waits for her to say something.

Robin sighs and stands up. She regains her composure before looking around at the familiar faces of friends and family at the table. Her eyes only rest on Morgan and Kellam for mere moments before moving on.

"I have decided that it would be best to end Grima forever." She looks at Chrom from the corner of her eyes.

"Sounds best to me." Announces Sully. No one ever did accuse her of having tact.

"I thought we had settled upon that." Robin continues. Chrom doesn't move or say anything.

"What's the problem, besides the obvious complications of getting to him?" Stahl questions.

"There are two ways to defeat the fell dragon. One, Chrom uses Flachion to deliver the final blow and the fell dragon Grima falls once more. However he may rise again in the future." Robin eyes harder and her voice grows sterner. If was as if she had already settled on something. "The second way to defeat him is if I destroy him, however that means I too will be destroyed. Grima and I are connected. I share part of his power. Only I can kill him because only his own power can. I don't imagine Grima committing suicide anytime soon so I have to use my power to end this. However my body will be no more because his power, that I will use to destroy him, will be destroyed as well and that is part of my physical form." She was trying to explain it for everyone. "That is at least what I understood form Naga." Her face and voice softens. "Kellam, Morgan, I was going to tell you but I wanted it to be in private." She turns around to where Kellam stood beside her. "I didn't want all the shepherds knowing." She moves to rest her hands on Kellam's face but he steps away from her.

"How... how could you even consider that?" His body was shaking and his voice trembling. He wasn't sure what he felt. Anger, grief, betrayal, insecurity. It may have been all of them and more. He didn't know.

"Kellam if I don't do this I would be endangering lives in the future and there may not be anyone around to stop him next time." Robin didn't sound remorseful or as if there was even a reason to question why. "Right now I can save everyone."

Kellam had been staring at the ground, his fists balled up. Morgan was quiet. This causes Kellam to look up too see how his son was doing. The boy had stepped away from the table and was in the shadows at the far end of the tent. Lucina and Owain was nearby but neither was paying him any mind. He was standing alone, invisible, to everyone else.

"Kellam, I don't want to leave you or Morgan here, but you won't be alone. You'll have each other and the shepherds. I know you'll be in good hands and,"

Kellam stares at Robin and she stops. He wants to scream to shout, to beg and plead. He wants to tell her how unfair she was being and how she couldn't do this to Morgan and him. He knew she was right though. He understood and could forgive that, but he could not forgive her for standing there in front of him and not going to their son. He was alone right now watching all of this. Disappearing into shadows that Kellam knew all too well. Robin's face falters and her strength in gone. She starts to tear up and Kellam hated Chrom for making them talk about this now, here, in front of others. For hurting her and his son like this. He knew it was ridiculous but he was so angry at both of them for this.

Her head falls onto Kellam's armor, her eyes and tears between his shoulder plate and his neck. He squeezes her closer and looks over to Morgan. The boy was unmoving, until he sees his father's eyes. He breaks, his shield falling down and Morgan starts to cry. He rubs at his eyes and chokes on sobs. Robin looks up and over to him now. She holds out one of her arms to him and the boy runs over to them now.

Kellam squeezes them both as they cry. Robin quietly with the occasional sniffle and Morgan profusely with the occasional bout of coughing. Kellam looks around and asks Chrom if they could have a moment. The exalt's eyes were sympathetic. With a nod chrom makes everyone leave. Once they were alone Kellam felt the final piece of his strength leave him. His eyes start leaking tears slowly.

"You don't have to do it. You don't have to leave."

"Yes I do." Robin says her voice temporarily clear.

"What if I do it? I have your blood, doesn't that mean I have some of his?" Morgan asks looking up at his parents. He was almost the same height of Robin now and he had grown since being with them. Kellam remembers when Morgan ran to him, overjoyed at the news that he was still growing.

"No." Both Robin and Kellam declare in unison.

"That isn't an option." Kellam makes clear.

"It may not even work if you do it." Robin adds making sure Morgan wouldn't try to go behind him and perform the act.

They stay with each other in the war tent for a while longer before finally they had all calmed down. Kellam still wouldn't let them go. Despite Robin's fussing. He didn't want to let them go yet. If he held them there then maybe tomorrow would take longer to get here and the fight would still be another day away. Eventually his reason did give out and he releases his family from his tight embrace.

That night the meeting ended early, Robin told Chrom that she would not be returning and that her decision was final and her mind unchanged. She was the only person besides Chrom's sisters that Kellam had ever seen get away with telling him what will happen. Kellam smiles proudly as Robin left him and joins arms with Kellam.

They walk Morgan back to his tent and spend a few hours talking about life, strategies, whatever he wanted to talk with them about. They gave him advice. Well, Robin mostly gave him the advice about war and girls, Kellam gave him advice about growing up. They even discussed the future with him. They answered all of his questions until he had fallen asleep.

They left and return to their own tent which was next to Morgan's. Quietly and slowly they prepare for bed. They didn't say a word to each other. Kellam tries not to think about how many days or maybe hours he has left with her. Such thoughts would ruin those moments if he lets them creep into his mind. He did not want her to go. He did not want to be without her, but he understood her. He knew she would never be able to live happily, knowing that one day lives may be lost because she did not kill Grima when she had the chance. She would never be able to live peacefully. So he would just have to live without. He still had Morgan. That was a ray of light and hope in these dark times Kellam had never expected. Then again he had never expected the boy's mother either. Both were surprises he was happy that life had given him.

When they lay in bed and Robin pulls the sheets up to her neck, she stares at him. Kellam was use to this. She often would stare at him for different reasons. Sometimes it wasn't because of him at all, others she was scared he would disappear. He pulls the blankets up to his waist before staring back. This time he was scared she would disappear.

"I'm not gone yet." Her voice was back to normal, the only sign of her previous state was the redness of her worn out eyes.

"I know." He rest a hand behind her neck and leans to kiss her forehead.

"I may be able to come back."

Kellam doesn't go rigid. He doesn't pull away, or squeeze her. He simply inquires, "How?" He would make it happen. No matter what he would find a way to bring her back if he could.

"Naga said I could come back if my ties to this world, to the shepherds, was great enough. She didn't say when or where I would be, but there is a chance that I can come back."

"You'll come back then, and I'll do my best to find you when you do. Who better to find a missing person than someone who's been invisible by most for the majority of their life?" He jokes. He knew if that was all it took then Robin would come back. She was the close friend of many within the shepherd's numbers and was well liked by those who were not.

Robin kisses him. When she pulls away again he felt as if she had already been stolen. "Don't tell Morgan. I don't want him chasing anymore ghosts then what he already is." Kellam bites his lip. He wasn't sure if he agreed with keeping this a secret from their son. He had the right to know that his mother may come back, but Kellam could understand her need to keep this quiet. She was thinking of all the outcomes. If she didn't come back Morgan still wouldn' give up on finding her. Neither would Kellam, but Morgan was young and without a memory he needed to find his own place in life and make more. Not to be held down forever searching.

"He'll ask why I still search." Kellam whispers.

"I trust you to refrain from telling him this bit of information then." Robin gives him a nervous smile. She was rarely ever nervous.

Kellam kisses her this time. It was quick and rushed but he felt the desperate need to do it before he agreed. "I promise."

"Thank you." Robin wraps her arms around him and her grip grows stronger. "I love you Kellam."

"I love you." Kellam says his voice muffled by her hair. Don't worry this wouldn't be the last time you see her. He tells himself wrapping his arms around her waist to hold her there against him. It won't be the last time.

I apologize for so few updates. I have a new job now. Interacting with more people has given me new ideas about what to write so yay. I'll try to update soon again. As always, any constructive criticism or advice you may have is welcomed.