Disclaimer: The characters and locations don't belong to me, I'm not trying to become rich whit this, blablabla. I think is clear.
Still wanting the trouble
They were finally sober. The had woken up in the incorrect room, and with a baby that wasn't theirs. When the set foot in the correct room they realised that they had to end the fight that had started the night before.
"So—," started Robin, after he asked if she were sober. "About what we argued last night?"
Barney sighed. If he could get drunk in that precise moment, he certainly did. But he can't avoid that more time, because he was too scared that Robin actually want the out. If Robin had stopped loving him... Another sigh. He sat down at bed's footer and waited until Robin did the same.
"Look, Robin, I love you," he started. The words were stuck in his throat and he didn't know what thing he could say so he dropped the first words that came to his mind. "When I married you, I made a vow, that I will always be honest with you." Maybe he only wanted to win some time, but time was the only thing they didn't have. They never had time. "I really do love you. And, the first time we were togheter, I said crearly that I wanted the trouble."
"And?," she asked, just as nervous as him.
"And? I still want the trouble. I'm always going to want the trouble," he smiles at her and took her hand. "I married you knowing that you're as messed up as I am and that you love your career. I want the trouble. The question is, do you want the trouble?"
The silence flooded the room again.
Barney could perfectly hear Robin's slow breath. The question was taking so long and...
"Yes," stated Robin. "I want it."
Of course, Barney wanted to hear that, but from that moment, the things weren't going to be only words. They had to fix their mess called marriage and they had to listen what the other said.
"This is not the 'we'll figure it out' time," Barney said. "Now we really have to fix this mess."
"And if we can't—?"
"Don't even dare to think that, Scherbatsky. Don't." He was too frightened and thinking on sad things weren't going to work didn't help him. "I guess both of us have to change—"
"We're idiots," Robin interrupted him. "We promised we would tell the other if this situation starts to affect our relation before it was too late. But our marriage is falling apart, not since yesterday... This months have been a constant nightmare and—!"
"I'm sorry. For being so angry the last months," he said abruptly.
"I'm sorry, too. For cheating on you. With my job," she apologised. "So... What are we gonna do?"
"I don't have a clue. I wish I had—"
"We have to fix this."
"I know... I wish loving you was enough. But it isn't."
"Enough for a start, maybe," she smiled. "We have to talk. Not only fight and complain about everything. That sucks! We're fucked up."
"Robin—, why did this end so fucked up?"
"Because... we are complete idiots. And arrogant."
Idiots that love each other, Barney thought. He didn't say it because it wasn't going to help. But that night was the first time in months they actually have a normal conversation about what was happening between the two. It was a start.
I think that the out is too easy for the people who want the trouble. So, this is my version. The solution isn't easy, and they have a long walk in front of them, but they're going to find his way.