Kit walked into the room slowly. He could see Robyn sitting uncomfortably on her bed. Silently he studied her and wondered what he could possibly say to make her feel better. Numerous tests had been done to try and find out why Robyn had lost her sight but none of them revealed anything. Both Doctor Cole and Doctor Trent had concluded sadly that Robyn's sight loss could be permanent and would not improve. Everyone had been extremely surprised when they'd heard the news and had sent their condolences. No one could imagine how Robyn felt and all wished they could do something to help.

"I might be blind but I'm not deaf. When are you planning to say hello?" Robyn spoke with a gentle hint of mocking in her voice.

Kit was surprised at the tone of Robyn's voice, he'd have expected it to be sad not mocking. "I was planning on saying it in ten more minutes but I guess now is ok. Hello Princess." Kit said with a slight hint of mischief.

Robyn chuckled slightly, "How did I know it was you?"

"Well you are psychic." Kit shrugged walking over to Robyn and planting a kiss on her cheek. "How are you feeling?"

It was Robyn's turn to shrug, "Much better now you're here. I feel scared sometimes. I hear strange noises and I can't see what makes them. Things make me jump and I feel trapped. I'm scared to move for fear of tripping on something or walking into something."

"I can't imagine what it's like for you but I can help you. We can go for a walk around the room and I can learn how to guide you. Once you know where things are it won't seem so scary. I can also tell you what the noises are so you don't have to be scared anymore."

Robyn nodded and held out her hand. Kit took it gently in his and helped Robyn off the bed. Making sure Robyn was steadily on her feet he placed an arm around her waist and walked with her. He led Robyn slowly around the room and explained to her where everything was. Robyn seemed anxious at first but soon grew accustomed to what was going on.

Everything seemed less scary with Kit by her side and Robyn soon began to enjoy herself a little. Kit treated her the same way as he always did but with more care. Her emotions were tumultuous at best lately but things seemed less bleak when Kit was with her. He could always cheer her up and make her feel like the most important person in the world. She felt safe with him and more comfortable within herself and her blindness.

Kit came upon an idea and mentioned it to Robyn, "Why don't I blindfold myself? That way I can understand what it's like for you. I'll get you sat back on the bed and I'll try it."

Robyn shrugged again but had a smile on her face this time, "whatever turns you on."

Kit smiled a little and led Robyn back to her bed, he lifted her up gently and set her on it before removing a pillowcase from a pillow.

Kit looked around and ripped the pillowcase in half before saying to Robyn, "you didn't see me do this."

Robyn chuckled a little, "I don't suppose for a moment I did. As you well know I can't see anything you do anymore."

"That's true." Kit replied and cheekily pulled a face at Robyn.

"I know you're doing that."

Kit stopped pulling his face in surprise, "how? Are you faking it?"

Robyn raised an eyebrow, "no, you're just predictable."

Kit guffawed in response. Even though she was blind Robyn could still get one over on him and he was pleased at her good humour.

Tying the pillow case around his eyes Kit walked around and successfully walked into the bed and then into the bedside cabinet with a crunch. Robyn chuckled at the myriad of noises Kit was making and wished she could see him.

Sportacus slowly opened the door to Robyn's room and smiled when he saw what Kit was up to. He found the scene rather amusing and couldn't help laughing quietly.

"Who's that?" Kit asked trying to locate the sound with his arms outstretched and feeling the air. He went in the absolutely wrong direction and walked into the window before turning round to go the opposite way.

Sportacus didn't answer and just watched Kit trying to find him with the same amusement as before. Eventually Kit found Sportacus and felt his face trying to determine who it was.

Sportacus stayed still under Kit's touch and couldn't help but laugh when Kit touched him as if frisking him.

Kit smiled triumphantly when he thought he knew who it was and raised a finger, "I know!" he exclaimed, "its Bessie right?"

Bursting out laughing Sportacus shook his head, "You might want to guess again."

"Pixel!"

"No."

"The Mayor?"

"Stephanie?"

Sportacus laughed even harder, being called Bessie was thing but being called Stephanie too was just as funny.

Robyn was laughing as well, "It's Sportacus! You need your ears syringed. I'm blind and you're deaf, what a pair we are!"

Kit turned around to where he thought Robyn was; "Eh? What did you say? I didn't hear." he said cupping a hand to his ear.

All three of them laughed at this joke and Kit took off the blindfold.

"I was close enough," Kit commented and then started laughing again.

Sportacus shook his head while he laughed, "since when did I look like Bessie or Stephanie for that matter?"

Kit shrugged and smiled cheekily. "What brings you here anyway?"

"I have good news,"

"What good news?" Robyn asked.

"I've spoken to Doctor Cole and he said he's happy for you to go home in two days. There are some things that the discharge team and occupational health team need to go over with you like techniques and tips and tricks before you go." Sportacus replied.

Robyn smiled. She was looking forward to leaving the sterile atmosphere of the hospital but was also anxious about returning home and how her friends would treat her. She knew that there would be anxiety on their part with the sudden loss of her sight and how they would cope with that. Her main issue with going home was that she didn't want her friends to see her in such a disadvantaged state.

The next few weeks would be difficult but with Kit's support she was sure she could get through them. Kit would always be there for her and had shown that already by standing by her when most would have run away.