Two weeks had passed and Kit and Robyn were now home. Kit's hands were heavily bandaged after he'd had plastic surgery to repair his ravaged hands and he'd been strictly instructed to not use them. Kit had been released from hospital two days after Robyn but both had come home at the same time. Robyn had stayed longer for Kit's sake and had cheered him up about his hands.

Kit had more or less convinced himself that his clowning days were over as his hands were so badly damaged and it would be a long time before they were back to normal. Robyn had pulled him out of his dark mood and changed his mind by telling him that she still loved him hands or no. She also convinced him that he could still be a clown without using his hands as he had a brilliant sense of humour and fun to compensate. Kit had replied that no matter what came between them he would always love her and they would work round her blindness and try to discover together why it had come about.

Sportacus' mood had been significantly lifted also after a very long talk with Robyn. They had talked as they had never done so before and with the same overwhelming honesty that Robyn had spoken with when she told Sportacus she didn't blame him for Robbie's death she told him she didn't blame him for what had happened to her. An undeniable truth was present in every word she spoke along with wisdom far beyond her years. They had spoken, cried and laughed together in the time they'd been talking and their relationship had strengthened.

Robyn and Sportacus had been to visit Robbie's grave and Robyn had laid her usual flowers there. It seemed so long since her father's death and yet somehow it felt he'd never died.

Sportacus would have stayed at the cemetery longer but his crystal flared into life and Roby refused to leave. With a promise that he'd return when he'd dealt with the trouble he ran and flipped back to town.

Once Sportacus had left Robyn felt the familiar presence of her father and spoke with an unnatural coldness in her voice, "Tell me why I'm blind. You know, I can tell."

Robbie looked away. He'd feared this more than anything, "When you left the void you were judged. Some spirits thought that you could see too much so they blinded you. It was the light that did it."

"You knew this was going to happen." There was no doubting the accusatory undertone in Robyn's voice. "You lied to me."

Robbie closed his eyes and fought to control bitter tears. "Robyn I-,"

"YOU SAID NOTHING WOULD CHANGE!" Robyn screamed standing up and whirling round to where she sensed Robbie to be. An intense anger had welled up inside of her and amplified all of her bad feelings to fever pitch. The anger left her just as quickly and left her soul devastated. She fell to the ground crying with heart wrenching sobs.

"I tried to stop them. They wouldn't listen. There are others beside myself that are trying to change their minds; you are their only contact with this world and an asset to them." Robbie's voice was thick with emotion and the dreadful realisation that he may have destroyed his and Robyn's relationship.

The grief in Robbie's voice halted Robyn's sobs and she lifted her head from the ground. She couldn't speak; she didn't know what to say. She was torn in two, one part of her wanted to forgive Robbie the other couldn't bring itself to.

Robbie could see the conflict going on inside Robyn. He knew he should have warned her and cursed himself for not having done. If Robyn never forgave him for this he would understand, it was only what he deserved.

Robyn pushed herself into a sitting position, tears still streaked her cheeks. "Where do we go from here?" Robyn spoke evenly despite the depth of the emotion she felt.

"Is there anywhere we can go? I have hurt you so badly, too badly to ever undo what I've done. I've done you a wrong no father should do. I'm supposed to protect you but instead I've destroyed you."

"Everyone makes mistakes. The sin is also mine. I've hurt you badly, worse than you've hurt me. We can't fix what we've done or forgive it but we can try to put it behind us."

"I'm willing to do that. Will we ever have what we had before?" Robbie spoke with trepidation.

Robyn stood up, "only time will tell."

Sportacus arrived in town in record time after his crystal beeped and he saw the trouble had already been sorted when he got there. Trixie had tried to do another stunt, despite the fact that she was no longer a child and should have grown out of such things by now, and it had gone wrong. Ché had been close at hand to rescue Trixie and had reprimanded her also.

Ché's style of saving people differed from Sportacus' considerably and unlike Sportacus he would scold stupidity. This had fallen rather sourly with both Trixie and Sportacus. A mild argument had ensued between Ché and Sportacus over Ché's handling of things. The argument soon finished and both men shook hands after agreeing that they did things differently and were perfectly happy with their own techniques. Ché had apologised to Trixie and his apology had been accepted. Trixie apologised also and promised never to do it again before adding that it wouldn't be in Ché's presence.

Once everything had been sorted Sportacus made his way back to the cemetery to bring Robyn back home. He contemplated upon the fact that his pride for Robyn grew stronger each day with everything she did. There was no apparent trace of Lily at all in her and it put Sportacus at ease considerably. His greatest fear was that Robyn would turn and end up like her mother but as each year passed and Robyn grew older this fear faded further and further.

Robbie saw Sportacus long before he entered the cemetery and warned Robyn of his return. With a solemn promise that they would speak again when they were alone he vanished. Robyn knew that Sportacus would be able to tell that she'd been crying she could never hide anything from him even if she had the will to do so. She couldn't lie to Sportacus, the art of lying wasn't in her and she knew that her and Kit's secret would come under threat. She knew Sportacus was behind her when she heard his footsteps.

"Is everything ok?" Sportacus knew it wasn't.

Robyn shook her head.

"What's wrong? You can tell me, you know can."

Not able to find the words to speak Robyn shook her head again.

Sportacus frowned slightly. Robyn would always tell him what was wrong when he asked. Something was holding her back and he wanted to know what. Knowing that Robyn wouldn't tell him by herself he tried to guess.

"Is it that time of the month?" Sportacus started with what he though the most likely thing was.

Robyn shook her head.

"It's not Kit is it?"

The answer was the same.

Sportacus was about to make another guess when Robyn took a sharp intake of breath and fell to her knees. He rushed over to her just as she hit the ground and she convulsed in the throes of a seizure. Following the advice in his hand out he didn't try to restrain her and let it play itself out as hard as it was. It scared him when he saw a blue tinge to Robyn's lips and he found out it was due to irregular breathing after looking it up in the hand out.

Once the seizure had ended Sportacus put Robyn in the recovery position and waited for her to regain consciousness.

Little did Sportacus know that someone else had been watching the whole thing and that witness shook with a ferocity of emotion he'd never felt before. Until now he was unaware of how serious his daughter's condition was and he was shocked to his very soul.