I'm sorry, it's been several months since I updated! T.T I apologize, but I've been thinking up ideas for a really, really long time and I finally have an idea to make this story much longer than I anticipated at first. And I have a feeling you might like it… BWA HA HA:Cough: Erm… Yeah. Alrighty, well, here ya go!

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Disclaimer: I do not own Witch Hunter Robin. I don't own anything from WHR… Not even a… plushie… :Twitch: Not even a… plushie… :twitches as men in white coats haul her away:

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RECAP:

She fell asleep on the couch with the movie still playing...

"That's what we do, we fight! You tell me when I'm being and arrogant son of a bitch and I tell you when you're being a pain in the ass. Which you are 99 percent of the time..."

NOW:

Robin blinked her eyes open to the blinding sun penetrating the curtains of her window. She rolled over expecting to feel the cushioning of the other side of her bed, but instead fell onto the floor with a thud. Robin groaned and rubbed her eyes and remembered she had slept in the living room last night. She lay there for moment trying to convince herself to get up and get ready. Her hair was messy, one of her signature handlebars was terribly lopsided and stray hairs flew every which way. Her dress was askew in various places and she had marks on her skin from lying on the fabric. She closed her eyes for a moment and sighed.

Rind, ring

Robin jumped and grabbed for her jacket and fumbled through it for her cell phone. She found it and flipped it open.

"Hello? … Yes … What is it? … I-I see … Alright, I'll come as soon as I can … Yes, thank you."

Click

Robin looked hopelessly at her phone and sighed. Today was going to be a terrible day.

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Amon sat at the small table in his apartment staring stoically into his coffee cup. His head wasn't swimming with thoughts or anything really. It was just… blank. Robin was leaving. He would stay at the STN-J. They'd probably never see each other again. That was it; it was as simple as that. Amon took another sip of his coffee and got up. He walked to the door, pulled on his jacket, and stepped out the door. Fate was a cruel, cruel thing. At least Robin was going to stay for another six days. Maybe he'd muster up the courage in that time to tell her how he felt… It was doubtful though. Amon breathed in the cold autumn air and headed for work.

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Robin stood in Zaizen's office and folded her hands in front of her. Zaizen tapped his cigar and stared at her.

"Yes?"

"I've received a call." Robin spoke. "Father Juliano has fallen ill and he wants me to see him as soon as possible."

Zaizen nodded. "How soon is as soon as possible."

"It'd be best if I left sometime tomorrow."

Zaizen stared at the smoke coming from his cigar for a moment, then looked back Robin. "I'll change your flight plans and notify you as soon as I've got them." He smiled warmly at her. "We'll miss you here, Robin."

Robin smiled back. "Thank you." She bowed respectively and left.

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Wooo! Another chapter from me! I know xaclty what's gonna happen so expect more soon! Thank yas!

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