Sorry about it being so ridiculously short, I've been having serious writers block lately. Promise a longer one next time.
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It had been two days since the hunt, and the few injuries Amon did have, had already healed. But that still didn't stop Robin remembering when she thought she had lost him. Now, she stood staring out the office window, watching ominous dark clouds fill the sky. It's going to rain soon, she thought. Suddenly, Robin knew she wasn't alone anymore. She felt more than heard him enter the office.
Amon's voice seemed to reach her ears as though traveling down a long tunnel. "What are you still doing here, Robin?" "I…." Robin trailed off as she turned to face him. His piercing eyes seemed to bore into her very soul as tears sprang to her own. She lowered her eyes to the ground in an attempt to hide the tears that filled them. "Robin," he said hesitantly as he took a step towards her, "…that nightmare you had a few days ago, what happened in it?" Something in his voice told her that wasn't what he had been about to say.
Robin turned slowly back to the window, distantly watching the light drizzle of rain, before answering. "You…," she began. She stopped for an instant then continued in an almost incoherent rush. "You were dying and there was nothing I could do about it. I tried to move but I was stuck and you just kept getting farther and farther away, and there was nothing I could do to-" Tears now streaming down her face, she cut off abruptly as she felt Amon's hand on her shoulder. He turned her to face him. Robin leaned into him as he lifted his hand and gently brushed away her tears. They were so close to each other now that Amon could see the water droplets clinging to her eyelashes, making them sparkle with an almost eerie glow. Robin's eyes widened slightly as their lips met and then fluttered shut.
Abruptly, Amon pulled away as if burned. He squeezed his eyes shut for an instant and when he opened them they were, if possible, even colder and harder than usual. "I have to go," he said shortly. He walked so quickly to the door he was almost running. And all Robin could do was listen to the now pouring rain and watch as he got further and further away.
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