Michael stared long and hard at Robyn testing her mettle, "I'd be careful about making accusations if I were you."

"Don't threaten me. Being that you're a Watcher I'd be a little more worried about myself and what the Judges want to do when they find out you failed. It was you that made the car explode."

For his part Michael looked astonished, "The Judges underestimated you Lassie. It seems that another part of your ability has matured far faster than they expected. It's such a pity that I'll have to kill you and your friend because she remembers that idiot Detective Miller."

"There's no need for that. Again you underestimate me. I made her forget, it's something I learnt to do some weeks ago but haven't used because it's violating people. I'm sure you understand that this circumstance is different."

Michael closed his eyes and consulted with the Judges. They confirmed what Robyn had said. Trixie's memory had been modified.

"Very well young, Lassie. The Judges aren't pleased but they've no need to kill you yet. Now you know about me you'll know why I'm here. I've been sent to keep a very close eye on you. You don't die easily and so the Judges have changed tactics. It would be in your best interests if you didn't repeat this to your father. Something nasty might happen to him."

"You're also here to keep an eye on Doctor Cole. They think he knows too much. Let me guess, he tells you about me and you kill him. That's why you killed Michael."

"I didn't kill him, I only let him die."

Robyn smirked, "You say that as if it doesn't matter that you took someone's life to ruin someone else's. Finding him must have been a hard thing to do."

"I wouldn't say that."

"Really? I find that surprising seeing as it's taken you so long to find my mother. Perhaps that's beyond your capacity."

With his face contorted in anger Michael flew at Robyn and held her fast against a tree with his hand pushed roughly against her chin.

His eyes took on the hollow darkness of the Judges' eyes and his voice became a rasping hissing. "Do not mock us! Do not mock we who hold your life in the hollows of our hands! Do not seek to call us stupid!"

"Then maybe you should stop wasting time following me around and concentrate your attentions on finding her!" Robyn hissed back with a well hidden vehemence.

This comment appeared to infuriate Michael even more but a shadow passing over the garden warned him to halt his actions. His eyes returned to normal as the Judges ended their connection with him but for the space of time it took him to warn Robyn not to speak of what she knew to anyone their voices remained. With a last look at the sky he let Robyn go and walked out of the garden to find Doctor Cole.

Robyn knew that tormenting the Judges was one of the stupidest things she could do but she was sick to the back teeth of their interference in her life. She was glad that for the most part they had stopped trying to kill her but with Michael running around things would be a lot tougher. Somehow she had to warn Doctor Cole off from telling Michael about her ability and the fact that her father was actually legally dead. Thinking quickly she knew of a way to get him alone somewhere to ask him what he'd said already.

Pulling a mirror from her pocket Robyn looked at herself. There were no finger marks from the tight grip Michael had had on her chin and her hair was a little messed up but there was nothing that would make anyone suspicious. Putting the mirror back in her pocket she went to rejoin the others. She was just leaving her garden when someone rounded the corner and made her jump out of her skin.

"Princess, are you alright?" Kit asked when he saw how shocked Robyn was.

"I will be if you don't do that again."

"It was an accident I promise. Ché and Greta are here if you didn't know already."

"They're early."

"They had a good tail wind coming from Spain."

Robyn smiled, "I know, Ché farted."

"I don't think he'd like to hear that coming from you." Kit laughed and took Robyn's hand in his, "Ready to get squeezed to death?"

"Only if you are." Robyn replied in a deadpan tone before being dragged out of the garden by Kit.

Doctor Cole introduced Michael to Ché and Greta before delivering the sad news that they were returning home. They'd only come to deliver some of Kit's stuff that had been left behind at their house. Robyn and Kit appeared just in time for them to say goodbye and the two men headed for the doctor's car.

Upon seeing Kit and Robyn Greta grinned widely. The two standing together holding hands was something she'd never thought she'd see again. When Robyn had delivered the news that she and Kit were back together and engaged she had been overjoyed. Their being back together was news enough to make her truly ecstatic but being told that they were also engaged had made her even happier. After congratulating the pair she hugged Kit and then Robyn.

Ché stood back and waited for Greta to finish before he offered his back breaking hugs to the pair. Instead of hugging them separately he hugged them both at the same time. He felt them both tapping him on the shoulder and let go realising that yet again he'd hugged them hard enough to cut off their air supply. They were very different to his sons and daughters who could take the hugs much longer. It didn't occur to him that Robyn and Kit were more fragile than his children.

With the hugs and congratulations over Ché suggested that he cook Paella for everyone. Kit declined and told Ché that he had a sausage casserole in the oven that would be sufficient to feed six people. Tempted to try some of this well renowned casserole Greta walked over to the house with Sportacus and Robbie in tow.

"Tell me Ché, who wears the trousers in your marriage?" Kit asked with his little boy smile plain on his face.

Ché looked down at Kit and grimaced, "I'd have thought it was obvious amigo. When are you and Robyn planning on getting married?"

"I'm not sure considering we only got engaged the other day,"

"I've got a date in my head that you will definitely agree on." Robyn said joining the conversation. "June fourteenth, quarter to twelve."

Kit smiled widely, "The very first time we clapped eyes on each other. That is really romantic."

"And it's all of our anniversaries rolled into one not to mention our birthdays too. There's also no excuse for forgetting."

"Absolutely. I love it. Lots of presents, that's why you chose it isn't it?"

"Not exactly. It's just more convenient."

"True. We better head back. I turn up the casserole a bit to get it done earlier."

Nodding Robyn and Ché followed Kit back to the house. Ché looked back briefly at Trixie's house and mangled car. Things could have been a lot worse. He was glad that Stingy had offered Trixie a bed until her windows were sorted out. Something bothered him though; Ziggy hadn't come out to greet him and Greta. It was odd behaviour and he wanted to know the reason for it.