Robyn looked around her. It wasn't the hall of Judges she'd been brought to this time but somewhere different. As her eyes adjusted to the darkness she could make out headstones in neat rows. One of the headstones she was standing in front of looked newer than the rest. Crouching down she ran one of her hands cautiously over the inscription. Tracing the letters through the darkness she knew there was something familiar about them. She mouthed each letter she traced them with her hand, R-O-B-Y-N.

Jumping back in shock she bumped into someone and whirled round. Standing in front of her was a representative of the Judges. Their face was an expressionless mask similar to those that the other Judges wore. With the masks upon their faces there was no identifying them. Their words were spoken through the representatives so they couldn't be identified through their voices either.

After a long silence Robyn finally spoke, "why am I here?"

"You are dying."

"By your hand?"

"By our hand. We couldn't make you forget the conventional way so we chose to kill you instead."

"You lied to me."

The representative shook their head, "no. You made no bargain for your life. We made your family and friends forget; that was the deal."

Robyn was about to speak but pain rushed through her stomach causing her to double over. The representative hadn't been lying. Her heart pounded in her chest and she couldn't breathe. The darkness around her thickened and through its stillness she could hear distant shouting; someone was calling her. They were calling her to the fold. Telling her to stop fighting, to join them, to play with them and to die with them.

Doctor Cole injected Robyn with more adrenaline. He wasn't going to lose her.

The volume of the shouts grew but she pushed them back. They wouldn't take over, they wouldn't win this fight. Taking over her pain she pushed it away, all around her headstones began to crumble as they took over the discarded pain.

Summoning up enough strength she stood upright and looked deeply into the hollow eyes of the representative. "I choose to return." She stated simply.

At these words the representative let out a horrific scream which drowned out all of the shouts and followed Robyn back to the land of the living.

It was with great relief to Doctor Cole that Robyn responded to his resuscitation attempts. His success had been a narrow one, another few seconds and he was considering giving up. Once the paramedics arrived he told them to wait until Robyn was more stable before moving her into the helicopter. Satisfied that they would carry out his request he went downstairs.

Upon reaching the bottom of the stairs he noticed there was no small amount of people in the room. The news of Robyn deteriorating had spread like wildfire and he was sure that the helicopter showing up hadn't allayed people's concerns either. He was quite disconcerted to have everyone's complete attention fixed on him and their expectant expressions didn't help either. What he had to say wasn't good.

"I know why you're here and I got her back. Before anyone starts celebrating I'm sure you'd like an explanation of what's going on." Doctor Cole began, "Robyn's illness and subsequent cardiac arrest were due to an attempt being made on her life."

Gasps and exclamations of shock filled the room. No one could believe it. Someone had tried to kill Robyn, but who?

Once all of the commotion in the room had died down Doctor Cole resumed speaking, "Whoever did this had to have had some sort of medical knowledge and had to know what epilepsy medication that Robyn is taking. This person tried to poison her by mixing another drug with her medication. It took a lot of looking in her blood tests but we found it. Had we not Robyn would be on her way out of here in a body bag. I took the liberty of radioing the police on the way here and they will look into this."

"Is she going to be ok?" Kit asked trying to deal with his shock.

Doctor Cole nodded, "There's no reason why she shouldn't be. I gave her another drug to counteract the toxic affects of the combination she took and the whole thing should be out of her system soon. I intend to keep her in hospital overnight and seeing how she is in the morning we should hope to have her discharged tomorrow afternoon."

Three hours later Robyn sat on a bed in the Greentown Hospital. The affects of the poison had all but worn off and she was feeling much better. Something was confusing her however. She'd asked Doctor Cole about Doctor Palley and had received a very strange look. Doctor Cole had said he'd never met nor heard of a Doctor Palley.

Upon a lot of thinking Robyn came to the conclusion that the Judges had erased everyone's memories of Doctor Palley and had substituted them with memories of their own creation. This little facet of information was disconcerting to say the least. It made her think upon Detective Miller also, had he been erased too? Were the two men erased from existence or just from people's memories? What had happened to them?

Robyn knew that one thing for certain. The Watchers had to have had a hand in this. It had to have been they that tried to take her life. They had watched her every move from day one and had to know the things Doctor Cole had suggested her attacker would know. Just half an hour ago she had had to tell the police she had no enemies that she knew of that would wish to kill her. That had been a lie, her first ever lie. In fact there were thousands of people who wished her dead but revealing them would mean that more people would suddenly disappear. There would be no escape for her either. The Judges would claim that which was owed them, her soul.

"Penny for your thoughts?" A voice broke through Robyn's reverie.

Robyn looked up and saw Kit standing in the doorway, "You'd need more than a penny, haven't you heard of the rate of inflation?"

"I didn't know it was going up that quickly," Kit chuckled and then sobered somewhat, "you're looking better. I can't conceive how close I came to losing you today."

"It would take a damn sight more than poison to take me down. I'm not beaten yet."

"You never are, are you? I reckon they're going to start charging you rent you're in here so much."

Robyn smiled, "It's my second home almost. Did the police say anything?"

"Only that as far as they know they're chasing ghosts." Kit frowned when he saw Robyn react to the last word he'd said, "Do you know something we don't?"

"Nothing I can share." Robyn whispered and then changing the subject said, "I take it daddy is cancelling the New Year's party."

Kit nodded.

Robyn rolled her eyes, "he would stop the world moving if he had his way. Tell him that the party is still going to be on. I get out of here tomorrow and have a whole four days to recover before the New Year."

With a mock salute and a smile Kit went to fulfil his orders. He had no idea at all that he was leaving Robyn alone in the room with her attempted assassin.