Soft conversation hummed all around them. No one heeded them as they sat staring at each other from across the table. Waitresses passed by every now and then but didn't stop, they'd attend the two gentlemen when they were asked. A coffee machine sputtered occasionally as it filled stainless steel jugs of varying sizes with hot, steaming milk. Sometimes a waiter would bang the ground coffee holder against the side of the machine to clear it which made a din almost unbearable to anyone there, luckily it only lasted a couple of seconds but it was enough to put non-regulars off staying and ever coming back. Above these noises a repetitive drone could be heard, a song that someone seemed to enjoy playing over and over or had simply just forgotten to take off of repeat.

"So," One of the men said finally, "What makes a smart boy like you take off from the hospital when not more than a week ago he was knocking on death's door?"

"Dad, I-"

"You have been very stupid, Sportacus. Do you have any idea how worried I was when I heard? I came all this way expecting to see you safe in a hospital and instead I arrive in time to see you sneaking out. I'm not impressed."

Sportacus pulled a face, "Did you come all this way just to come and see me? What about Robyn?"

"I need to talk to you about her."

"What for? You've never taken any interest in her before."

His companion lowered his head for a moment, "You're right, we've been terrible to her and I think it's time that it changed. Maybe if I spoke to her-"

"She's not here."

"What do you mean?"

"She ran away. As far as I know she's not been found yet, I don't know where she is."

For the first time in minutes, Sportacus looked at his father. It was a look that was asking for help. He needed help and he wasn't afraid to admit that. He felt a hand on his and looked down to see his father's hand covering his, looking back he saw a look on his father's face that said, 'I'll help you.'

Elias paced along the pavement backwards and forwards, backwards and forwards. He didn't know how they'd managed it nor did he know what had possessed them into thinking of leaving the confines of his security. If it had been that their lives weren't under threat he wouldn't have minded but he had a job to do and by god he was going to do it. He was aware that his subordinates were watching him with amusement but it didn't bother him he to their idle prattle. All that concerned him for the moment was the two missing people.

Everybody went quiet as a car pulled up alongside the kerb. A man in a long coat got out of it, without looking at anyone around him he opened one of the rear doors and let two people out, two people that Elias was particularly pleased to see but he didn't let it show. As soon as both people were out of the car he let something else show, his temper.

"What the hell do you think you're doing!" He shouted mainly at Robyn, "You could have been kidnapped again, or worse! Two men died because of your inability to stay in one place! Is it too much to ask that you obey orders! Get out of my sight!"

Robyn didn't hesitate. With tears running from her eyes she hobbled away using her crutch.

Seeing the scene before him Kit rounded on Elias, "TAKE A BOW, BUTTWIPE!" He yelled storming after Robyn.

"She's not one of your agents, Elias. There is no danger now and I think you more than overreacted." Ché put in, less than impressed with Elias' behaviour.

Taking on board what had been said Elias stamped his foot against the ground, hard. He looked at the priest for a few moments wondering what the man wanted. To him his job had been done. It was only when, with the slightest movement of his hand, that the priest displayed an embellishment on his wrist that Elias understood. With a faint nod and an even fainter smile the priest departed leaving Ché, Elias and Gable alone.

Kit entered the room to find Robyn sitting on the floor. She tapped her crutch on the floor, showing her annoyance. Something was really bothering her and he could tell by the way she was wielding her crutch that it wouldn't be long before she exploded. In an effort to cool her down he put a hand on her crutch which prevented her from moving it any further. She looked up at him with burning eyes that made him feel uneasy, he'd never seen her like this. True, she'd been agitated before but it was nothing compared to this. Gently he removed her hands from her crutch and took it from her, if he was going to get her to tell him what was wrong he wanted to make sure that it was well out of her reach. Pushing it across the room he sat down beside her.

"Talk to me," He whispered putting an arm round her shoulders.

Robyn relaxed into Kit's touch but her eyes remained fiery, "I hate him."

"Elias?"

"Sportacus,"

Kit was shocked. He'd never known Robyn admit to hating anyone much less Sportacus.

"I told him to drop dead. I told him I wouldn't miss him. I hate him for what he's done, this is his fault, everything. If he had told me sooner we wouldn't be in this mess. I wouldn't have met Cain."

"Cain's a free agent, Robyn, I know what Sportacus did was wrong, more than wrong, but you can't blame him for Cain. No one told Cain to kill all those people or rape you, he did it himself."

Robyn shook her head, "That was my fault. Cain was after me. Elias was right, if I'd stayed in one place none of those people would have died. If I'd never come here they would all still be alive, Sami and Radboud would still be alive, their children wouldn't be left without fathers and their wives without husbands. It's my fault. Everybody that gets close to me dies, if you stay you'll die too."

The way she spoke, the words she said, scared him. He looked at her with a face full of fear, that glow in her eyes had gone, that steely determination to beat her demons had vanished leaving a hollow shell in its wake. Tears filled his eyes as he tried to find something to say.

Cupping a hand to her cheek he made her face him, "Princess, you're scaring me. Don't talk like that, it's not right. This is not your fault. None of this is your fault. Sami and Radboud sacrificed themselves for your sake, for our sake, no one made them leave the car. You didn't tell them to like you didn't tell Cain to kill those people; they did it of their own free will. You had nothing to do with it. You're caught in the middle of all of this. When I put this ring on your finger, when I came back that first time, I made a commitment to stay with you through thick and thin and I've done that haven't I?"

Robyn nodded.

"No matter what I've never run away, the only thing we've ever been separated by was Grigori but we're back on track, aren't we? This is no different. I will always be around, forever. Nothing we've been through in the past has made me run and nothing that's coming will. I'm here and I always will be. Nothing's going to make me leave you."

Pressing her face into Kit's neck she allowed herself to be held tightly. His words had meant a lot and she was glad that he was here. She could feel him kiss the top of her head gently and from their move downwards to her cheek. He whispered sweet words in her ear as he gently rocked her backwards and forwards. Feeling safe for the first time in a long while, she allowed her eyes to close in much needed sleep.

As soon as he felt Robyn relax in his arms, Kit smiled. Yawning quietly he lifted her so that she was in a more comfortable position before allowing himself to sleep as well.