Robyn stepped out of the shower and grabbed a towel to put around her body. The towel had been left on the toilet seat and she'd lived in the airship long enough to be able to find it. Having wrapped a towel round her body Robyn dried her hair with another. She was glad of the fact that the surgery on her brain had been done without her hair being cut. They had found a parting in her hair sufficient enough to do what the needed. With her hair sufficiently dry and the towel around her body secure enough she left the bathroom.

When opening the bathroom door Robyn could hear someone singing. The song was of love and unconditional support. The words drifted around Robyn and she listened to them mystified by the soft lulling voice that sang them.

As if sensing Robyn's presence Kit stopped singing and stepped off of the viewing platform back into the airship, the door closed behind him. He walked over to Robyn and kissed her softly on the lips.

"You better get dressed before you catch cold," Kit whispered kissing Robyn again.

"What was that song you were singing?"

"A love lay I heard a mother sing it to her child once. The song kind of stuck when I heard it."

Robyn nodded remembering the lullaby Robbie had sung for her when she was young. Every time it had been sung it had had an almost immediate affect and was firmly locked in Robyn's memory. Shaking herself from her reverie she went over to her bed and felt for the night clothes Kit had laid out for her. She recognised the feel of her favourite pyjamas and turned to smile at Kit.

"I'll go back outside while you get changed. Give me a call when you're done." Kit offered making for the door.

"What about Sportacus? He's not here is he?"

"I meant to tell you. He's staying at Ché's tonight. Ché's leaving in the morning and we've been given a second chance to have special night together again." Kit looked hopelessly at the door, "the door doesn't answer for me Princess. I can't go out if you don't let me."

Robyn smiled and dropped the towel, "that's because I'm not letting you out."

Kit turned round and was about to say something when he saw Robyn's nakedness. He'd never seen her naked before and she was perfect, more so than he could ever have imagined. A smile touched his lips as her felt a familiar stirring in his groin.

"What are you doing Princess?" Kit asked with a half strangled voice.

Robyn smiled, "I've seen you naked plenty of times so I thought I'd return the favour. You like?"

"Me like, me like very much." Was all kit could say.

Following his impulse he walked up to Robyn he kissed her firmly on the mouth, which was enough to pacify his groin and once the kiss was finished he helped Robyn on with her clothes. Robyn didn't object and knew the reason why Kit was doing this. Neither of them was ready nor willing to take their relationship onto that level just yet. They didn't have to, things were perfect the way they were and they liked them like that.

"When are you going to stop looking out of that window amigo?" Ché asked light heartedly.

Sportacus blushed a little at the realisation that he'd been noticed again.

"I count that as the sixth thousandth time in an hour that you've looked out of that window. Those two are ok Sportacus. You have to learn to trust them. Learn to let go. Robyn is no longer a child and she is able to make her own decisions now. Relax or you'll wake up in the morning with a stiff neck." Ché spoke in a much more serious tone than before.

Sportacus nodded. It would be hard but he had to leave Kit and Robyn be. Deep down he knew that neither of them would do anything that wasn't mutually agreed on. Nonetheless and playing the overprotective uncle Sportacus decided to go back to his airship first thing in the morning when the two would still be sleeping to check on things. With this resolution set in place Sportacus eased himself more comfortably in his chair and spoke with Ché about his family.

Ché's family was so substantial that Sportacus hadn't even met half of them. He knew Ché's wife Greta very well and his first sixteen children but after that it all went a bit grey. Greta was a caring woman yet stern in nature when it came to discipline and would often condemn the antics of her husband. Greta originated from the Island in the North where Sportacus was from and Ché had originated from Spain.

Ché had met Greta when he'd come to the Island to be a hero and they'd fallen almost instantly in love. They were both similar in stature and all of their children were rather tall as well.

Sportacus had met Ché when he'd been old enough to train to be a hero and Ché was also firm friends with his father. He'd been mentored by Ché and their friendship had grown from there. Ché was easily twenty years older than Sportacus but that hadn't stopped their friendship from blooming and strengthening.

It had been a very sad day for all when Ché had had to give his position as a hero when a number of accidents due to his height had occurred. A consolation of Ché's removal from the band of heroes was that he had been promoted to be a mentor for new heroes. The promotion had served well enough and Ché was happy again at least.

"What are you thinking about?" Ché asked when his questions and comments had been unanswered by his companion.

Sportacus woke up suddenly from his daydream and looked sheepishly at the older and taller man in front of him.

"Bed time perhaps? Good idea, I'm tired after today and need my rest. It's a shame I'm not as young as I used to be." Ché stretched and activated his bed, unlike Sportacus he wasn't bound by a rigid bed time.

Sportacus nodded, he was tired too and wanted some distraction from the window. It was pointless him trying to see into his airship as it was too far away for him to see anything. Telling himself off for being so nosey Sportacus walked over to the spare bed Ché had set up for him. If anything had happened in the airship he'd know tomorrow.

Having tried to chase down and catch sleep for well over and hour Sportacus turned his thoughts to Robbie. 'How would he have handled this?' he thought to himself. A part of him replied that Robbie was lucky he didn't have to deal with it and that it didn't know how Robbie would cope if he did. Ché was right about Robyn growing older and being able to make her own decisions and Sportacus having to live with it.

After finally exhausting his brain with the possibilities of what might be going on in the airship Sportacus fell into a light, restless sleep.

Robbie paced up and down invisibly underneath the airship. He'd seen what Ché had handed Sportacus and had all but freaked out. If he wasn't so scared of heights Robbie was sure he'd have been in the airship by now spying on the two to see what they were doing.

"How can Sportacus leave them unattended? How is he handling this?" Robbie asked everyone and no one. There was no point in him having asked the question as no one could hear him.

Giving up his pacing as it was completely futile just as standing the airship was Robbie vanished. He'd soon find out what had happened up there.