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CatWolf Witch Kyobi – heheh that's right :D All readers lover cliff hangers! And I'm here to spread the love And nope I'm not going post-series, not enough imagination:p And thanks for the compliments once again! You awesome

Young wiccan – hey now…but why would he do such a thing? ;)

Fire spirit, Hunter-Robin -- thank you

Sparky16 – I know! Sleep is the only thing I look forward to every day…besides the internet XD
Hmm…I don't know—how many cups have you had so far?

InuHunter – You're just loving the violence, aren't you?

CH.3

"Why...?" the words fell disbelievingly from her mouth.

The figure did not answer, but took one simple step forward. She could not help but retreat, her green eyes meeting his cold gaze of gray. The real world seemed to shatter as the barrier between dream and reality was broken. How many times had she dream of this? And every time that she told herself the visions were not real? Those words slid away from her now, and she deemed herself foolish for believing in herself.

A soft metallic click drew her attention to the device that was pointed at her. She drew herself up with dignity, determined to go down with grace, meeting defeat with one last victory.

Anytime now...

The expected never happened. The girl thought she could see a speck of uncertainty behind his steely gaze. Without thinking, she reached out, hoping to get to him. He backed away, shook his head, but did not lower his weapon. What is he thinking? she wondered, watching him, waiting for him to do something.

Suddenly, his hand dropped to his side, and he moved forward, and wrapped the girl in a tight embrace. Words could not describe how she felt. She could feel his coldness melting away as they were locked together, she held on to him tighter.

"Robin," he whispered, finally daring to speak her name. "I'm sorry."

Curiosity sparked in her gentle green eyes, "For what, Amon?" her voice questioned softly.

She heard him take a deep breath, "For putting you through this, Robin. I have not been myself lately, and all this emotional pressure is too much to take, I just--" he cut himself off, and Robin could feel him tensing up against her. "--I just--I have this feeling, that has been haunting me for so long, I tried to suppress it but I can't any more." he paused to draw breath.

Robin was happy that he had finally decided to open up to her, yet she knew that she had barely scratched the surface. That, beneath the surface, there was a maze of emotions and thoughts that had been locked up for a very long time. She waited patiently now, hoping that he would allow her to see more of his true self.

"There is a reason I came here," he began again, "and it has nothing to do with Solomon."

She nodded, having suspected this since the beginning. Her heart was racing now, waiting for him to speak, wondering what could be serious enough for him to come here. And she also wanted to know the real reason he came tonight, armed with such heavy emotions.

Amon sighed and he let go of her, his solemn eyes meeting her inquisitive ones. "This, Robin, has everything to do with--you."

There. He said it.
With a few words, he had given the answers to her wildest dreams, her every fantasy. But why did she feel such distress? Robin studied his face, trying to figure out what he was thinking. Amon was so unpredictable--could he really mean what he just said?

He read the uncertainty in her eyes, and he knew that he would have to prove himself. The thing was, he was not sure how to go about it--he had never been in this type of situation before. Correction--had never allowed himself to be placed in this type of situation. It was ironic how he could expertly hunt down witches, but could not figure out his feelings. Suddenly, he was feeling a little foolish. Why had he come tonight, of all nights? He was not ready for this. He was seized by the urge to turn and run out the door, but that would not be fair to Robin.

Damn he cursed in his mind, frustration creeping into his features.
But, as he continued to stare into her beautiful face, something within him awoken. A passion such that he had never known. Encouraged by his emotions, Amon took Robin into his arms again, and slowly drew closer to her.

She closed her eyes, feeling his warm lips pressed against her. The girl could feel the love pouring out from him, and she knew that this time, there was going to be no surprises. This time, it was genuine. Robin smiled, her happy thoughts danced merrily in celebration.

The moment ended just as it begun, and there was silence. As both of them stood standing there, looking into each other's eyes, both knew that even in this chaos, they would always be able to find each other.

And that brings us to the end of this short little story :D Please review! Comments, suggestions, insults, and threats are equally welcome