Alright, chapter two...I'm still trying to get the hang of this so hang on tight, I'll get it. -Laughs-
On the other side of the bathroom door Robin was deep in her own thoughts. Lately they seemed to center on Amon and she knew why. She loved him. It was that simple. She had been instantly drawn to him the first time she laid eyes on him in Harry's. Now, she couldn't say it was love at first sight but her eyes definitely did turn to follow him around the corner. There was just something about him.
Living with him every day was a joy and a nightmare all at the same time. She had to find a way to keep her feelings locked away where he couldn't see them or it would make things even more awkward. But at the same time, being that close hurt. Not much had changed, he didn't talk more, didn't talk less. She felt closer in that she was with him every day, more than anyone else had ever been she was guessing but she wanted more. She wasn't necessarily looking for him to one day profess his undieing love for her but she wanted to feel even closer than she already did.
How ironic...raised to be a nun, she falls for the first guy she sees in a restuarant. A guy who ignored her for as long as he could, then was ordered to kill her...she knew it sounded like some crazy teen crush but she knew it wasn't just a crush. She wanted him to be happy, wanted to hold him, know he was okay...
She was going to start thinking about what had happened...the hunt, what he told her, how close he had gotten...but she realized that she didn't want to delve that far into it tonight so she let the drain down and got out of the bathtub, wrapping a towel around her slim form. She dried off as best as she could then slipped on a long, black T shirt. Since living with Amon she had to give up sleeping in the nude...no need to explain why.
As she left the bathroom she saw that Amon was already in bed, the lights off, only a slight outline of his body under the covers visible. She sighed inwardly and headed towards her bed knowing Amon probably wasn't asleep yet anyways. She tried to sleep, tried as quickly as she could knowing if she didn't she would be forced to think when she had avoided it when in the bathtub in the first place...40 minutes later and she was still laying there, eyes closed, wide awake...so..she thought.
Amon had saved her the day the STNJ was attacked and he had explained why but she never would have guessed she would be with him possibly for the rest of her life...unable to go anywhere without him, not that it was a terrible idea. She just felt kind of bad that the life he had before she came along was gone because of her...he didn't seem terribly happy but he wasn't constantly on the move, watching his back, unsure of what would happen next. No matter how unhappy he may have been, it had to have been better than his life now.
It had been a little over a month since the fall of the Factory and they had yet to make contact with anyone. Amon seemed to be even more cautious, only willing to stay in one place a few days so they had been to at least 7 different hotels. She wasn't sure why he seemed to be so tense but she figured it had something to do with Solomon and the fact that they had tried to hunt her in the first place...maybe he was unnerved by not having information. That had to have been it...she figured, at some point, when Amon's hightened emotions calmed, they would make contact with Nagira, the only one she assumed he felt safe to contact. She hoped it would be soon...
Nagira was easier for her to get along with, her relationship with him was less complicated. He was goofy, carefree, laid back, basically everything Amon wasn't. Being around him calmed her...he was like an older brother to her, she could even go as far to say that she loved him like family. She appreciated him taking her in and learned to trust him.
Thankfully, she didn't have to delve too far into her thoughts for her to get tired and she was happy for that, she had already tortured herself far too much with such thoughts. She soon fell asleep...but Amon wasn't asleep. He was laying in bed, just listening to her, knowing she wasn't asleep either...but then the sounds of her moving around softly stopped and he knew she had fallen asleep. He knew he shouldn't be listening to her that closely, paying her that much attention but he couldn't help it. It had been so long since he shared his life with someone and she intrigued him. She was like a complete mystery to him and he assumed he was like a complete mystery to her as well. He was tired of thinking about it already, his thoughts focus on her so much he was giving himself a headache again.
He decided, it was okay to contact Nagira now...he hadn't felt right before now, he wasn't sure why but he just wanted to wait, to let things cool down. Everything had happened so quickly, one minute he was watching Robin being hunted by HQ hunters, the next he was watching his brother getting bashed over the head with a gun, the next he was standing before Robin holding a gun, and the next he was running to get out of the Factory. Yes, things were just too much. Tomorrow he would talk to Nagira.
And with that thought, he rolled over and finally went to sleep.