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Let Me Dream: Part Three - Ready
Robin's room had been wired to transmit a live feed into Dr. Snow's office. Dr. Snow sat there with his parents as they watched Robin pace the room like a caged animal. Dr. Snow leaned forward in his chair and folded his hands on his desk. Locking his gaze with Robin's father he cleared his throat.
"Mr.Grayson, I can understand your desire to keep Robin here until he is well, but I honestly must advise that you take him home. It is because he still suffers from amnesia that I believe you resume with his life as you normally would. He has not regained any of his memories from his real life. It is important that he be in his own home, it is important that he is enrolled in school. He needs to be around people that his subconscious will associate with reality. I believe this, and only this will pull him from the fantasy that he has created." Mr. Wayne look looked to his wife and she nodded.
"Can we take him home today?" Dr. Snow leaned back and smiled.
"You may take him home now."
Robin sighed as he paced his room. He had been awake for nearly three months now. The days were getting better.
Each day since he woke has been it's own battle. There were long hours of physical therapy. While his body recovered and regained it's strength, the memories that his parents and Dr. Snow claimed he should have, would not return. Robin clenched his fists and glared at his reflection. He hated it here. He hated waking up in cold sweats just about every night. He hated dreaming about them, knowing he would never see them, that they were just that.. a dream. That she was a dream.
"Starfire." He whispered the name in a tone akin to reverence. He could smell her, he could almost see her there. He could close his eyes and feel the softness of her hair, and the sweet sound of her laugh. Remembering always came with harmful consequences though. Robin fought the urge to break the mirror by holding his fist tightly at his side and laughed at himself.
"You're being stupid. You're remembering something that never was and never will be. Just get over it." He sneered and turned his back to the mirror and began tossing his scarce belongings into a bag. He was going home with his parents today. He would be enrolling in school tomorrow.
His father stood in the doorway and held his hand out to Robin.
"Are you ready to go Champ?" Robin pasted a smile on for his father.
"Yes dad." He took one last look around the room before pulling his hoody up over his head and slinging the bag over his shoulder. He was ready. As ready as he would ever be.