Robert got out of the cab and gave the driver a fifty-dollar bill. The driver looked at him like he was crazy. "Mister, the fare is eleven bucks." Robert nodded.

"Yeah, the rest is yours if you were never here." The driver nodded. This wasn't the first time he had ever "not been somewhere" so he accepted it and drove off.

Robert looked at the brownstone that he had been at many years earlier and felt the rush of anger return. If he had stayed in New York none of this would have happened. He could have protected her from this monster and killed him the first time he laid a hand on her. But as it stood he could do nothing about the past, the only thing he could do was secure the future. He walked up the steps and rang the doorbell and waited for someone to answer. He rang it again when no one opened the door and finally he heard the double locks click open and there he stood. He had been in bed with a terrible headache and had been extremely pissed that who ever it was hadn't taken the hint, but his anger turned to rage when he saw who was disturbing him.

Robert didn't even wait for him to say anything, the minute he saw his disgusting face his fist connected square in his jaw causing Landon to stumble backwards. Robert followed him as he stumbled back and hit him again, this time in the nose. "You get off on hitting women? Well, I am not a woman but I want you to take your best shot." Robert hissed and punched him in the face again. Landon was too shocked to react. He stumbled backwards, landing on the floor with Robert's next hit. "Come on you son of bitch, get up and show me the same moves you made on defensless woman or are you to pathetic to fight someone who can actually kick your ass?" He kicked him in the side. "Come on!" Robert yelled. He leaned down and grabbed his collar, pulling him to his feet. He had gone from pissed to rage and was almost frightening himself. "You aren't as big and bad as you were a few hours ago are you?" Robert hit him in the face again and let go of him. Landon fell again and Robert didn't hesitate before he kicked him again, this time in the ribs. Landon looked like he was about to cry and Robert took this as a good sign. He leaned down close to Landon's face.

"This was your one and only warning. If you ever even so much as think about touching her again I will kill you. I don't mean figuratively I mean truly kill you and I will go to prison with a smile on my face because every day I spend in there will be one more day she is safe and that will make it worth it. Do you understand me?"

Landon nodded and Robert stood back up. He looked down at the pathetic man lying on the ground crying and figured that his work there was done. He had shown him how it felt to lay there helplessly as someone beat the crap out of them. He turned and walked back out the open door, down the stairs and onto the sidewalk, disappearing into the crowd as he headed back to the hospital.

"Where did he go John?" Lexie asked again for the millionth time. John wouldn't say a word but it didn't take a rocket scientist to figure it out. The police had been there to get her statement and she had lied. She had said she had no idea who had beaten her up. Some man had tried to break into the room and she had startled him. She was afraid that if she told the truth the judge wouldn't give her Max. He would assume that it was an unstable environment and take him away. She looked over at Max who sat playing with a rubber glove balloon that one of the nurses had made him. She felt so badly that Max had seen her go through this. He had enough to deal with without adding to the drama. Robert walked into her room and smiled at her. She just stared at him. His knuckles were cut up and she crossed her arms and glared at him. "What did you do Robert?" He walked over and kissed her on the cheek.

"Nothing, I went for some air is all." Lexie sighed. Robert and John exchanged a look and had a silent conversation. John had really wanted to take care of Landon himself but he figured that this time it was Roberts turn. Like a passing of a torch so to speak. He had given Lexie's protection to her future husband, he had earned that much. John stood up and motioned for Robert to step outside the room with him.

"Is our problem fixed?" John asked in a quiet voice.

"Carter, I think you have watched one too many mob movies. But to answer your question, yes, the problem had been taken care of. God help him if he should ever try that again."

Carter nodded. "I wonder if he will call the cops." Robert shook his head.

"I wouldn't count on it. He isn't stupid; he knows that if he does he will go down for the attack on Lexie. I would say that we have seen the last of him."

"Robert!" Lexie yelled from the room and both men turned around to look at her through the window. She had her arms crossed and was glaring at them both.

"Why is it that I am suddenly more afraid of your sister than I ever was of Landon?"

Carter shook his head. "I don't know but my money is on her if it happens." Robert nodded and walked back in to face the music.