Ché stood up to his chest in the lake and studied the water with his eyes for his target. A glint of silver came towards him and he made to grab it but the fish escaped from his hands. Overbalancing Ché fell face into the water and pulled himself up quickly. He could hear laughter coming from the shore and looked over to see Kit and Sportacus laughing at his misfortune. Ché directed a level glare at both of them and tried to think how he'd have his revenge. Coming upon an idea Ché waded with deliberate slowness back towards the shore. His eyes held a threatening glint and both Sportacus and Kit felt a small hint of fear.

The presently not so gentle looking giant continued wading towards the shore and kept an eagle eye on both of those that had laughed at him and with the slightest move they made he would charge. When Ché was a mere metre from the shore the other two men made to get up but were almost instantly snatched up by Ché, Sportacus in one hand and Kit in the other. Ché held both men by the scruffs of their necks and lifting them off the ground effortlessly with almost unparalleled strength turned and walked back towards the water.

Sportacus and Kit laughed nervously at their very precarious position. They looked at each other with worried expressions when they knew what was about to happen. Ché lifted them higher into the air and looked at each man.

"Are you going to apologise?" Ché asked with both eyebrows raised.

Both captives looked at each other and making a silent decision both shook their heads. Before they even had time to draw a breath they were propelled headlong into the water. Ché laughed triumphantly when the two resurfaced and spat out whatever water they'd swallowed. Turning round to walk back to shore Ché rubbed his hands together. Suddenly Ché remembered something and he groaned when the realisation hit him, Kit's bandages. He was about to apologise when the now soaked clown waded past him but was stopped by Kit shaking his head with a slight smile.

"They need to be changed later anyway. The little swim I took reminded me. To make it up to me you can take me to outreach clinic." Kit suggested.

Ché nodded, "when's your appointment?"

Kit thought for a moment, "I think they said three o'clock. What time is it now?"

Ché tried to think and then went over to his jacket and pulled a watch from his pocket, "Two thirty. It's a fifteen minute flight so we better be going now."

Kit nodded and going over to kiss the dozing Robyn goodbye promised he'd back in about an hour. Robyn nodded and yawned. Sportacus who had decided to swim around a little came back to shore and wished Kit good luck. Kit nodded and ran to catch up with Ché who had already started walking back to his airship.

The outreach clinic was something of a half way point between Lazytown and the Greentown hospital. Situated in Crazytown it was in an ideal position to cater for both Crazytown and Lazytown. It had many of the facilities of a hospital except it had no accident and emergency department. There were several on call doctors situated there which dealt with emergency calls and each doctor was furnished with a motorbike and full medical kit.

There were small labs which dealt with blood tests and other such things. The clinic also had several consulting rooms which varied in size. An x-ray department had recently been added as well as a physiotherapy and occupational health department. Doctors that came from the Hospital to follow up on patients had their own rooms there. For minor injuries and surgical procedures there was an operating theatre and day unit which could house patients for a maximum of two days.

The outreach clinic was a welcome occurrence and had been open for nigh on ten years. It had been built because Greentown hospital was badly situated near the centre of Greentown and journeys there could often take too long. It was particularly useful for many things including child birth as there was a full team of midwives there that would be on call to both towns. A heliport had recently been added so patients from either town could be airlifted to the hospital should there be a serious need for it. Robyn herself had been airlifted to Greentown hospital after her fall and without it may have lost her life.

Décor wise the clinic was very modern and comfortable. Upon walking through the main entrance everyone was greeted with a clean, bright and very well arranged reception and waiting room. Each consulting room was extremely well furnished as well and the operating theatre contained state of the art equipment. The clinic overall had been very tastefully decorated and everyone that went there felt at ease in the relaxing atmosphere.

Sportacus sat next to the now sleeping Robyn and felt a little bored. He was amused at the same time with the fact that Robyn had inherited Robbie's penchant for taking naps every now and then. Studying her rested features he could see a little of Robbie in Robyn. She had his lips and ears. Sportacus could also see something of himself in her; the shape of her face and her eyes were the most prominent. Robyn had Lily's nose and eyebrows. Both Robyn and Lily shared slender fingers and lithe figures. Sportacus was glad that certain physical features were the only thing that Robyn had inherited from Lily; he couldn't imagine having to deal with a second Lily.

Robyn's personality had formed mostly on its own and even as a baby Robyn had never given anyone causes to scold her. As a small child she'd always been polite and immaculately well behaved. She had always been bright eyed and bushy tailed, a child to be proud of. Robbie's death had affected her greatly for a long period of time. No one had had to tell Robyn that her daddy wasn't coming home; she'd surprised Bessie by asking if her father was dead and the question had been asked as if the answer was already known.

Sportacus could almost count the amount of times in the years after Robbie died that Robyn would wake up suddenly from sleep and cry out for her daddy. It broke his heart every time he had to remind her that her father wasn't there. Robyn would nod and then turn over effectually releasing herself from whomever's arms that held her. This had happened a number of times in the past and once only recently, nothing could console Robyn when this happened and only rest could numb the pain.

Kit had certainly seemed to work wonders for Robyn. No one had ever seen her so happy when she was with him and everyone could quite rightly see that Kit had never been happier either. They brought the best out in each other and an unbreakable bond had been formed very early on in their relationship. It was bond similar to that of Robyn's and Ziggy's but was different in certain veins. It was true that Kit and Robyn would have their quarrels as they were both as bad as each other in the temper department but they always made up. Either one of them would be peace maker and it seemed to vary as to which one. Sportacus was glad that Kit had shown unwavering resolve to stay with Robyn no matter what happened and he'd certainly proven it.

Sportacus' reverie was broken by a voice, "Hmm?" he queried coming back to himself.

"I said you're staring," Robyn repeated with a slight hint of annoyance.

"How did you know?"

Robyn smiled a little, "you always stare. You don't need to be able to see to know that."

Sportacus chuckled, "you've known me too long,"

"Eighteen years," Robyn stated. "I've lived with you fourteen of those years which is rather hard to believe."

"How so?"

"It just doesn't seem that long. Time's gone by so quickly, I've no idea how I've tolerated you're constant company for that long."

"I'm not that bad." Sportacus smiled enjoying this playful argument.

"No you're not." Robyn agreed. "You've been like a dad if not a dad to me all these years and I'm very grateful. There isn't much you've not done for me and you've always been there." Tears welled in Robyn's eyes as she spoke and she paused unable to continue.

There were tears in Sportacus' eyes too and he was truly touched. He copied Robyn's age old trick and placed a finger on her lips to still further speech, she didn't have to say anything else.