Robyn floated into the kitchen as fresh as a summer breeze. Paris had been wonderful but it wasn't her travel companion that had made it so. Her thoughts had been filled with Kit and the possibility that things would be revived with him. She'd not needed to be told that his visit had to be kept secret but it didn't stop her walking around with a smile as wide as the l'arc de triomphe. Ziggy had asked her repeatedly why she was so happy and she had answered that she was enjoying herself.

"Paris was good then?" A voice said breaking into Robyn's happy thoughts.

Robyn whirled round and saw her father sitting at the table with a very smug smile on his face, "It was great. I would have said goodnight last night but you were already asleep."

"That's ok. It's been a long time since I've seen you so happy, I heard you singing this morning."

"You did?"

"Yeah. I had to get three windows replaced and a new set of eardrums."

With a look of utter outrage Robyn playfully threw a roll of kitchen towel at her father who was laughing.

Rolling the kitchen towel back up Robbie smiled, "Don't worry. It's not your fault that you can't sing a note."

"I can sing."

"Yes you can but very badly."

Robyn tried to find another missile that she could throw at her taunting father but failed dismally, "What put you in such a good mood anyway?"

"Me? Seeing you in such a good mood I guess. What put you in yours?"

"Nothing,"

"Nothing? It doesn't look like it from where I'm sitting and I think I have a pretty good idea about what's cheered you up so much. You're in love."

"I wouldn't say that."

"I would, I haven't seen you this happy since - wait – he's come back hasn't he?"

Once again Robyn was caught by her incapacity to lie. There was no way out and she had to tell the truth. She was sure she could persuade him to keep quiet and not tell Sportacus but it was risky. Knowing her father as she did she knew that he had no qualms about lying and was a good actor. She knew he'd want all the gory details as well and by telling him those she'd trap herself. It was a trick he'd used often and she wasn't going to fall into it this time.

Looking again at her father Robyn nodded, "He is back. Promise you won't tell anyone. It's a secret."

"I promise. So, what happened? You talked?"

"He came round while you were out. I wasn't expecting him and when I heard the doorbell ring I thought it was you and that you'd forgotten your key. Not really having any choice I let him in, we talked, he left. That's all."

"What do you mean you didn't have any choice? He didn't force his way in did he?"

"No. Not exactly, it was raining really heavily that night and he was cold and wet. He just did what anyone else would do."

Robbie frowned slightly, "I know you can't lie but you can leave things out when you want to. You did more than talk didn't you?"

"Yes."

"Spill. Tell me all the gory details."

Robyn was about to answer when the phone rang. Saved by the bell she left the kitchen and answered it. She smiled when she recognised the voice of the caller who asked her not to talk if she was being listened in on. He told her that there had been a change of plan and to come a night early, tonight. There was a mix of nerves and excitement in his voice as he spoke. After saying goodbye he hung up.

Before her father could lasso her into telling him the gory details Robyn left the house. She headed to her garden and tried for the nth hundredth time to think logically about the situation. She had a big decision to make. A life changing decision that wouldn't only affect her but the people around her as well.

Kit sat in the vacant living room waiting. Doubt filled his mind and he was sure she wouldn't come. Too much had happened. It had been too long. Her trip to Paris with Ziggy would have told her who she was really in love with. He had no chance. Looking at the clock he saw it was 11pm, he was tired and wanted to go to bed. Before he went upstairs he turned on the radio to see what was playing, after a few words from the DJ a song began to play.

I know
It's late
I shouldn't call at this hour
But it's
My fate
I need lips to devour

My nervous system is shot alright
I won't sleep unless you

Sleep with me tonight
Deep with me tonight..

I know
It's late
We've known each other awhile
I
Can't wait
To see your twisted smile

Kindred spirit of candle light
I won't sleep unless you

Sleep with me tonight
Deep with me tonight..

In my thoughts
See with my sight
I'm so tired
But I fight
Sleep with me tonight..

Sleep with me tonight..

Drown out the machinery in my head
Bring your peace of mind
To my bed

Without sleep, there are no dreams
Without dreams
We fall apart at the seams..

Kindred spirit of candle light
I won't sleep unless you

Sleep with me tonight
Deep with me tonight..

In my thoughts
See with my sight
I'm so tired
But I fight
Sleep with me tonight..

Sleep with me tonight..

Sleep

As the song finished someone knocked on the front door. In an excited rush he ran to it. Throwing the door open he saw Robyn standing on the other side. She gestured to him to listen and he did.

The voice of the DJ drifted from the living room in the silence, "That song was Conjure One's 'Sleep' from Princess to Kit. Let's hope they have a good night."

Robyn smiled when she saw the expression on Kit's face, "Sorry I'm a little late. I had to find a way here and daddy all but had me chained to my bed because I wouldn't tell him the gory details of your visit."

"You told him?"

"I had to. Can I come in then?"

"If you kiss me,"

Still smiling Robyn pulled Kit close to her. She pressed her lips to his and they melted into one another. This was where she was meant to be. This was who she was meant to love. The past didn't matter, this was the future.