They must have been sleeping for hours. Beneath his closed lids he could see brightness, morning must have broken. As he became more awake it almost felt as if he were moving but not by his own means. There was also something missing, no, someone missing. Opening his eyes rapidly he sat up and looked around. He wasn't in the hotel room anymore, he was somewhere quite different. Straining his ears he could hear faint voices in the next room, wherever that happened to be, and beyond that a shallow roar that didn't end. Slowly, he got out of the bed he had found himself in and walked around the room. It was like a small cabin with no windows and thin walls on two sides. Doors were built thickly into the walls on the other two sides of the room. One of these doors had to lead somewhere.
Picking a door, Kit walked over to it and opened it. First time unlucky, it was a built in wardrobe with clothes. Studying the clothes he realised that they were his and that he was wearing only his boxer shorts and socks. Puzzled he reached in and pulled them out, they looked like they had been washed and pressed. He could still smell traces of washing powder on them. Taking each item he took it from its hanger before putting it on, once all of his clothes were back on his body he put the hangers back in the wardrobe. Now, fully clothed and in need of knowledge he opened the second door.
The room beyond the door was fully lit with a lamp hanging from the ceiling, as his had been, and in the corner of that room was a bed. Wrapped in blankets and sleeping peacefully was his love. Creeping over on tip toe he could see that she was still very deeply asleep, it would do her a lot of good and he was glad of it. Carefully, so as not to disturb her, he sat beside her on the edge of the bed. She stirred very slightly but not enough to wake and he watched her as she slept.
It was another twenty minutes before Robyn awoke, she knew straight away that she was in a different place from before and was scared until she saw Kit smiling down at her. Smiling back she let him help her up into a sitting position. Looking around her for a moment she then looked at him with a questioning look.
"Where are we?" She asked.
Kit shrugged, "I don't know but something tells me we're not in Kansas anymore, Dorothy."
"Very funny. Seriously though, are you sure you don't know?"
"Absotively posolutely. I'm totally clueless, Robs."
"Robs?"
With a smile Kit nodded, "Yeah, I thought it would make a change from Princess."
"It's fine with me."
"Good," Kit smiled again, "Do you think you'd be able to use your skills to see where we are?"
Robyn nodded and closed her eyes. Concentrating hard she reached out with all of her senses. From what she could tell they weren't in Toronto anymore, they weren't even close. Searching further she discovered that they were in the air, in some sort of jet. To her relief they were in safe hands. She could sense Elias and Gable somewhere in the jet with them. It seemed to be good news to Kit when she told him so.
"That's cool how you can do that." Kit said enthusiastically, "Now all we have to do is find them."
"No need, they're coming now."
Before Kit could ask how she knew a panel in the wall opened and admitted Elias. He smiled briefly before motioning that they leave the room and join him up front. He had something to show them.
Sportacus nine took a sip from his fruit juice before placing it back on the table. Looking over at his son he could tell that he was better off in a hospital than in a bistro talking about his missing granddaughter. Raising a hand he caught a waitress' eye, she came over and he asked her to call a taxi. With no argument at all the waitress fulfilled her task and came back to say that a taxi would be there very shortly. Draining his glass he paid the waitress and tipped her for her speedy service before tapping his daydreaming son on the shoulder.
"What?" The younger Sportacus asked distractedly.
"Come on, we're going."
"Going where?"
Sportacus nine rolled his eyes, "To the hospital. You need to go back, you're not fit enough to be out yet."
"I'm fine."
"No you're not. Either you come with me now or I embarrass you by carrying you out, I might be an old man but I'm still strong enough to heft my son around."
Knowing full well that his father would carry out his threat, Sportacus got up but not without a sour look on his face. He knew that Doctor Cole would confine him to bed until he was sixty for leaving without notice, something that made him feel badly for what he had done. He'd forgotten the doctor's threat as easily as he'd forgotten Lily's.
Lily.
What was he going to tell his father? He had to tell him something but he didn't know what or how. He also had to tell him about Cain and about Robyn. That was what scared him most, his father didn't know or at least that's what he thought. He couldn't be sure. There had been a couple of instances when his father had mentioned something that hinted to him that he knew something but he'd been left in the dark by it. All he could do was sit it out, wait for the right time and hope that he could find a way of breaking the news. He would also have to tell his mother.
Thinking of his mother he wondered where she was. His father hadn't mentioned her since he'd arrived. He guessed that she might have headed straight for Lazytown, she and Greta were close friends and always had been which led him think that that was where his mother was. He let his mind rest easy in that knowledge, it was the only explanation.
Shielding their eyes with their hands they passed through a second hatch into a room with windows. It was some minutes before their eyes adjusted to the change in brightness but when they did they were in awe of the sight that greeted them.
Mountains rose high in the distance blanketed by cotton clouds. Beyond the mountains was an airport, in the centre of which was an air traffic control centre. Even though it had been dark when they had both left they recognised the airport, it was Greentown Airport.
They were home.
END OF PART THREE
To be continued…
