Robyn and Ziggy sat on the sofa in the living room and had been talking for hours. After they'd shared the kiss they had sat down and honestly expressed their feelings. Robyn had made it clear that she wasn't ready to make a decision and Ziggy had promised that he'd wait. He'd also promised that he would try to understand and accept any decisions she made about her and Kit's relationship. After coming to this understanding the two kissed again.

"How long has this been going on then?" A voice asked surprising both Ziggy and Robyn from their kiss. They looked to the front door and saw the speaker.

"Kit!" Robyn exclaimed standing up, "This-"

"Let me guess, this isn't what it looks like? I'll tell you what I think it looks like. I'm out of the picture for a few days and you see your chance to try out someone else! I came here to talk and apologise but now I might as well pick up my stuff."

Kit pushed past Robyn and Ziggy and climbed up the stairs. He walked into his and Robyn's bedroom and sat on his side of the bed. Tears of bitter anger rolled down his cheeks. Seeing Robyn and Ziggy kissing had been bad enough but he'd also noticed that Robyn no longer wore her engagement ring. He knew their relationship was over but he still loved her and had thought she felt the same. It was obvious now that she didn't.

Robyn stood in the doorway and watched Kit, "Let me explain." She implored when he realised she was there.

"Explain what? That our relationship ended the moment I hit you and because you've always loved Ziggy he was the only one you could turn to? That in fact you never loved me at all and were just using me until you knew how you felt for Ziggy? Of all the people that I never thought would betray me it was you. In fact you're just as shallow as the rest of them. I've stepped in puddles deeper than you!"

"That is not fair! You can make up as many fairy tales as you like and believe whichever one is most convenient for you but the fact remains that you can't handle the truth!"

Standing up and rounding on his ex-fiancée Kit shouted, "And what is the truth!"

"You hurt me! I was trying to help you and you just laid the blame on me for your entire life's sufferings! Things are what they are, do not blame me! And don't you dare take out your problems on me because I'm hurting too. I was just trying to help you the way you helped me but I can't." Robyn's last words were broken by sobs.

Kit's anger evaporated when he saw that Robyn was upset. Once again he'd hurt her. Once again he'd taken all of his hurt and anger out on her. After the last time he knew he should have known better. Whatever hope there was that he could make things right with Robyn had been destroyed and it was him that had been responsible.

Sportacus, Doctor Cole, Robbie and Ché piled into the house after Ziggy had ran to get them after Robyn had gone upstairs to talk to Kit. They'd all heard the shouting and when things had gone quiet they could only imagine that something terrible had happened. Their fears proved unfounded when they saw Kit walking dejectedly down the stairs. Without looking at anyone as he walked past them Kit left the house.

Ché had only just managed to squeeze himself through the front door and as he was closest to the door now he squeezed himself back out and went after Kit. It didn't take him long to catch up to him and he stopped the younger man's progress. Awkwardly he knelt down so he was more level with Kit and hugged him. Kit was terribly upset and Ché could only hope that the people in the house were having better luck with Robyn.

Robbie held a distraught Robyn tightly and tried to soothe her. After fifteen long minutes of intense efforts Robyn's sobs eased but didn't cease. No matter how hard he tried or what he said he couldn't take away the hurt. His daughter's already broken heart had shattered. If her relationship with Kit hadn't been over before it now was. It seemed that there was no chance of saving it now.

With whatever remnants of Kit and Robyn's already fractured relationship blowing in an uncertain wind Greta decided it was time to take matters into her own hands. Going up to her airship she gathered her weapon of choice, a wok, and several pieces of paper. Once she'd done this she told Ché to leave Kit to her and to fetch Robyn. Ché objected making some feeble excuse and received a blow to the head from the wok. Despite the sadness overwhelming him Kit couldn't help but laugh at the sound the wok made when it impacted with Ché's head.

Ten minutes later Kit sat facing Robyn in her garden. Greta sat near them making a triangle. She was going to play mediator in much needed peace talks between the two. It was her belief that this relationship could be saved and these first steps she was taking to repair it were paramount. As a mother of nine daughters and seven sons she had plenty of experience in relationships and had gone through a similar situation with one of her daughters. She had saved of her daughter's relationship with her husband and hoped that the techniques she had used then would help her now. Both of the lovers were now calm enough to undergo this exercise and interference from anyone would result in pain by wok.

"Now," Greta began breaking the silence. "You two are having difficulty talking to each other so you're going to write to each other instead. It sounds strange I know but writing makes expressing yourselves less awkward. Let it all out on the paper, say what you want to say but can't. Who wants to start first?"

Bemused Kit motioned that Robyn should go first. Robyn nodded thanks and took a pen and piece of paper from Greta. Leaning the paper on a book she'd been told to bring she wrote the first thing she'd wanted to say.

Sorry

Greta took the paper from Robyn when she'd done and handed it to Kit. His reply to this was:

Me too. I should never have hit you and there is no excuse for what I did and I don't intend to use one, you have no idea how sorry I am. You don't have to forgive me and I know I'll never forgive myself.

Robyn read the reply and looked at Kit with an unreadable expression in her clear blue eyes. She wrote her reply to this and handed it to him personally

I wouldn't forgive myself either, especially when I knew I hit like a girl

Kit grinned and then laughed at what he read. They were getting off the subject a little but already a big step had been made, they were joking together again. Smiling at Robyn he wrote his response

Do you have any idea how I feel about you?

Subconsciously Robyn nodded and wrote what she'd wanted to say but couldn't bring herself to

I'm not sure if I should but I still love you. I never stopped loving you. I'm confused about how I feel and when Ziggy kissed me things just spilled over. Part of me felt it was you I was kissing, reliving old times. I can't accept that it's over between us. Yes you hit me but we've been through tougher scrapes than this. I don't blame you and neither does daddy or Sportacus. What happened happened and no one could stop it. I know you saw Grigori when you hit me, I drove you to it. I'm willing to put this behind me if you are.

Tears welled in Kit's eyes as he read the words that held so much meaning but there was a question he had to ask before he confessed to her what she had done to him

What about the ring?

"An unfortunate accident. I listened to my head instead of my heart; you know how unreliable my head is. Before I could stop myself I flushed it down the toilet." Robyn explained sheepishly giving up with the paper game.

"I'm really sorry Robyn. I got the wrong end of the stick when I saw you kissing Ziggy and that the ring was missing. I said some horrible things to you that I didn't mean. I was angry. Once again I let my anger get the better of me and I hurt you and-"

Kit's words were cut short by Robyn pressing a finger to his lips. Sure that he was listening to her she spoke, "We both get angry. We both said things. It wasn't all you. I'm partly responsible for you hitting me and the main thing about you hitting me is that you regret it. I know that you'd never do it again, that you'd die before you did."

"You trust me I know but I'd benefit from anger management courses and after that I can trust myself with you. Can I suggest we take a small break from each other until I've done some anger management stuff and even some counselling? I love you too much to ever hurt you again and live as you said."

"A small break sounds good. It would let things cool down a little and settle again. How are we going to leave things? Are we boyfriend and girlfriend, engaged or just friends?"

Smiling Kit took up the discarded bit of paper and wrote

There's only one way to settle that. Will you marry me?

She wanted to say yes. More than anything she wanted to say yes and for everything to be the way it was before. The past was stopping her. She still loved Kit but she couldn't risk going through all of the hurt once again. They had made their peace but she could go no further. Too much had happened, too much had been said and even though she had forgiven him for that it stuck in her mind. Angry or no he had said things that no lover should say. Deep down he had meant what he had said, she knew. There had been truth in those words.

For her part she had professed love for him but what he had said about her hiding behind him because she couldn't face her feelings for Ziggy haunted her. Was it true? Looking deep inside herself she found the answer and it disgusted her. No matter how much she'd tried to distance herself from her mother she was just the same, toying with people's feelings when she couldn't face her own. What was she going to do now?