Argh....kids....i'll never have any. Not if they're like my nephews. This is a very angsty chapter and you'll probably be sending a lot of flames for it.....but you know what? I don't give a rat's ass!!!!!! *sticks out tounge*................I'm so sorry you guys. I didn't mean it. You know I love you all! See! There's a special lil section for you in my heart.......Please? I'll make it up to ya I swear!

Disclaimer: I do not own Witch Hunter Robin. It's such a cruel cruel world......

Get Gone: I'd Give Up Forever...

Robin struggled against the priest's hold as she tried to leave the room. The poor priest, who was shorter than Robin and not the strong type, gasped for breath trying to persuade the young woman to follow the stranger's orders.
"Please young lady!! He asked me to keep you here until you were fully healed!!! And I intend to keep my promise." Robin clawed at the door. She knew what Amon had done. He was stalling her until he could flee the city, or even possibly, the country. Tears cascaded down her eyes. She had to get to him and tell him that she didn't hold him responsible for anything. But the stout priest had a firm hold on her shoulders.
"You don't understand!!!" Golden strands of hair flew around the old priest's head. "I have to get to him! I have to find him!!" The priest pressed a firm grip upon Robin's shoulders and pushed her down to his height.
"Perhaps...." He contended with the girl a bit more before forcing her to look into his eyes. "Perhaps....he doesn't want to be found." Robin stared at the man at the realization. She fell into his plump arms, crying out her frustrations like a lost child.
That night, Robin lay awake in bed, staring out the window into a cloudy, starless sky. It was the first time in months that the sky she peered up at didn't hold any tiny dots of light. She turned to the side and watched Christian do the same as she. He was much younger now but held a spark of newly aquired wisdom that he had lost a long time ago. He glanced at his hand and smiled. Robin wondered how long he hadn't been able to do that without seeing the wrinkles.
"I was a fool." Robin was a bit startled at the resonant voice that Christian carried. It was soothing in way, but reeked of sadness and despair. Robin sat up in her cot and pulled the blanket tightly around her shoulders. A clap of thunder sounded in the distance. "I let my heart run away with me, only to be deceived in the end by the same person I cared most about."
"You didn't know what kind of person Audrey was." Christian also sat up and focused on the green eyed angel. She was kind to him, even after all he had put her through. He smiled gently, trying not to scare the poor girl.
"No. I knew exactly what kind of person Audrey was. I knew what kind of evil she was capable of. But I thought....I thought that I could change her. Open her up and show her the beauty of life and living it with the person you love. But it backfired. She ended up showing me how dark of a place the world can be." Robin surveyed the man's features. He did look quite alot like Amon, only his face held a softness to it. His face still had that of a boy. "Please forgive me, Robin. My earliest intention was to save you. And then I thought you had taken my life and I wanted to destroy you. I had no idea that it was Audrey all along."
"Christian...I" Christian lowered his head and let strands of raven hair fall across his eyes, shielding him from Robin's pity.
"You can't change the ones you love, sweet Robin. It's unfair to the other person. If you want to change them, then that means you can't accept them for who they are. But you can grow with them, and hope that someday they will realize that fault." He looked up at the Craft-user at the last remark, a twinkle growing in his dark eyes. "You can't change Amon, Robin. Just grow with him." Robin faced the large wooden doors that enclosed them in the cold room.
"I would, but it seems that the preist barracaded me in here after my little rumble with him." Christian smiled and focused on the large wooden beam that locked the chamber up. Much to Robin's surprise, the door was opened and the beam, thrown to the side. She rushed over to the man and laid a kind palm on his hand. "Thank you. Thank you so much." He grabbed her hand and looked deep into her eyes.
"Please don't thank me. I don't deserve your kindness. Just go." Robin nodded and headed out the door. She ran past the priests and bolted by a nun. By the time she made it outside, it was pouring down rain. Robin squinted through the downpour and let her heart lead her to the north of town, where the airport was.

"I don't understand all this, but okay, i'll take care of it." Nagira scratched the back of his neck, wondering what the hell his brother intended to do. Amon sat across from his brother, unable to look him in the eye. Nagira had been called to the hotel room just an hour earlier, Amon giving no evidence of what the meeting was for, but urgency clear in his voice. It wasn't until Nagira entered the specified room that Amon confessed his future plans. It seemed that he was leaving the country, but not until he knew that Robin was alive and well and taken care for. Nagira almost spit out a bourbon he had poured for himself at the man's refusal to stay in Japan. He pulled up a chair next to Amon, whom was slouched on the small bed, and begged him to stay. "Come on Amon. You know better than anyone that Robin needs you. You told her you'd watch out for her." Amon's eyes turned into thin slits of defense.
"I also said i'd kill her if her powers got out of control." Nagira backed off for a second but returned to his case.
"Maybe so. But you and I both know that you care too much to harm a hair on her head."
"Don't put anything past me, Nagira."
"I don't, Amon. But you're being ridiculous! Leaving Robin for no good reason!!" Amon stood up brashly at the man's last comment and met Nagira's eyes.
"I could've killed her last night Nagira!! I'm a danger to her!!" Nagira also stood, almost towering over his younger half brother.
"You were trying to get her body back for her!! Some people like to call that chivalrous!"
"I didn't know if it would work or not!" Nagira's eyes widened at Amon's statement. His brow wrinkled up in confusion and anger.
"You mean to tell me......you put her life at stake on a haunch?" Amon lowered his head in shame.
"Now do you understand why I must leave? I betrayed her trust once. I may well do it again." Nagira turned to leave, pausing once more to make a point.
"She believes in you Amon. She always has. What in the devil's name would make you think she'd change those feelings?" He closed the door softly behind him to let his words sink in Amon.

Robin gasped for air as she paused to catch her breath. Rain pounded against her back and her hair had long fallen out of their ribbons and was now matted to her skull. She frantically searched for someone to help her in some way. Maybe they could tell her if they saw Amon, although it was highly unlikely that anyone around here would know the former hunter.
"Robin? What are you doing out here in the rain?" Robin turned sharply at the sound of the ragged voice. For once, Nagira wasn't wearing his tacky fur coat, causing Robin to look twice to recognize him.
"Nagira! I need to find Amon."
"What makes you think I saw him?"
"I know, Nagira! Please!!" She was gripping his coat quite tightly, tears mixing with the fresh water rain. Nagira sighed in defeat.
"Room 312 on the top floor at the Sakura Inn. But he has the only card key." He motioned up to the room with his head, noticing that Amon had just turned the lights out to take his last restless sleep in Japan. Robin opened her mouth to make another request. Nagira silenced her with his cell phone, knowing what her next step was.
"Keep it, kid. My minutes are amost up anyway." Robin hugged the cellphone to her chest and grinned.
"Thank you Nagira."
"Yea yea." Robin hurried inside the hotel and found the nearest corner to make a phone call in.

Micheal's eyebrows arched as a picture of a familiar face popped up on his screen. He lifted up his glasses and rubbed at his eyes, astonished that this was indeed the Robin he knew.
"Robin?"
"Micheal? I..."
"I know, I know. You need a favor." Robin smiled.
"Yes. Will you help me?"
"Come on Robin. You know I will. What can I do for you?" He sat up more in his hospital bed and adjusted his lap top.
"I need you to access a hotel room lock."
"That's it? Simple. Just give me the room number and the hotel it's in."
"312 at the Sakura Inn."
"You can start heading up there, this will only take a moment." Robin nodded and signed off. She proceeded to the elevator in hopes that Amon did not know she was there. The room he was staying in was at the end of the hall, calling Robin closer than she felt comfortable with. She made her way down the hallway, her heart beating fast than normal.
The lock could be heard clicking, and Robin slowly opened the door. Water dripping from her wet locks and soaked wardrobe. The rain outside created a soft rhythm on the window, the beats following her own pulse. Amon's rigid form could be seen breathing in a steady motion underneath a thin sheet. Robin's cheeks unconciously reddened. She had never seen the man sleep before, and found it quite relaxing. She inched closer and closer to the bed, kneeling before him at the edge. His eyes were shut tightly, showing he was having trouble sleeping. Suddenly, his breath stopped, impeling Robin to move towards him. Her kelly orbs dilated as the barrel of Amon's gun lay pointing at her head. He kicked off the permeable sheet, his gun locked on Robin's body. He was wearing his usual black pants but he had shed his shirt during the night, his lean muscles stretching with every move he made. Robin failed to notice his masculine form, concentrating only on the weapon.
"Why couldn't you have just stayed at the church? You were safe there!!"
"Amon..."
"They would have taken care of you." Ebony hair fell in his eyes, but didn't have to them, she could feel his gaze upon her. "Why did't you follow my orders!!??" His voice had raised in volume, sending chills down Robin's spine.
"Amon..." Robin moved forward, the gun twisting into her flesh. The previous battle had left her dress in tattered rags, covering only bits and pieces of her skin. Amon moved back with every step she took. This was the first time in his life that he felt truly cornered. "Amon, I came here for a reason. I had to tell you something before you disappeared from my life, again."
"I don't want to hear." Robin's innocent lime colored eyes showed her determination.
"You will listen. I came here to tell you that I - " Amon shoved the gun into her chest, causing the young girl to gasp in pain.
"Don't you say it, Robin. Don't you dare. You're young and credulous. Whatever you're feeling, it's apocryphal. You don't mean whatever you say, understood." Robin was against a wall now, Amon's warmth radiating her skin. She rushed forward, the cold metal slamming agaisnt her chest. A bruise would soon form but the pain was nothing to her.
"That's not true!! Amon! I care for you! I've fallen for you and you can't seem to realize that!! Why CAN'T YOU?!"
"ENOUGH!!!" Robin clenched her eyes shut as two shots rang through the hotel room, her heart sinking at the sound.