Robin's eyes popped open. "Oh God…" She whispered and jumped out of bed, running into the bathroom.

Kane jerked awake when the bathroom door slammed. Rubbing his eyes, he looked at the clock, 7:30 am. He sighed and got up.

"Three hours of sleep…" He growled and walked toward the bathroom, stopping short of the closed door.

Kane grumbled as he waited to be let in.

Suddenly, something caught his attention.

"Hey, you okay?" He asked tapping on the door.

Robin jumped at the sound of his voice. Slamming the lid to the toilet, she turned on the faucet.

"I…I'm…fine." She answered, her voice shaking.

"Well then, can I get in there?" He said. She heard the thump of his big shoulder as he leaned against the wall.

"I...I'll be right out…" She said after rinsing her mouth.

Robin looked at herself in the mirror, shaken.

"Okay…I just drank too much. That's it, I drank way too much." She rinsed her mouth again, trying desperately to get the horrible acidic taste to go away.

She popped the door open and he jumped.

"Sorry I took so long." She offered weakly staring at the floor.

"It's okay…are you uh…feeling alright?" He asked softening and touching her cheek as she walked past. Robin flinched slightly, not expecting to be touched.

"Yeah…I'm okay, I guess." She said still not able to make eye contact. "I'm going to go to the store while you're in the shower. Do you need anything?" She asked trying to sound as normal as possible.

"No. If I need anything, we'll stop on the way." He tried to smile but it came out all wrong. "I'll uh…see you when you get back." He hurried into the bathroom before she could say anything.

Robin let her shoulders fall in a mixture of relief and disappointment. She grabbed her boots, threw them on, and headed out to the little drug store in the lobby, hoping to find what she was looking for.

Kane heard the front door shut as he stepped into the hot running water. This was too much. How was he supposed to go all the way to Mississippi with this uncomfortable silence? This was going to be torture.

Kane let the water cascade own his face and tried to think. Maybe he should just pretend nothing happened…just let everything settle down?

"…And go on living a big stupid lie…" He grumbled to himself as he rinsed shampoo out of his long curly hair.

Angrily, he shut off the water and stepped out, slipping on some water, and smacking his cheek against the towel rack.

"Damn it!" He yelled.

"Are you okay?" Robin said barging through the door. Kane looked over holding his face.

"I thought you went to the store." He snapped. Robin retreated back a step.

"I did…I'm back…" She said sullenly. "Can I look at that?"

Kane looked at her in disbelief and covered himself with a towel. Robin couldn't help but laugh.

"Not that, I've seen that." Kane blushed. "I meant, let me see the bump…" Now Kane laughed too.

"It's no big deal." He said standing and looking at it himself in the mirror. "It is bleeding, though."

Robin sighed and walked over to him, tying his towel around his waist to protect his newfound modesty.

"Let me see…" She said grabbing his face and turning it toward her. "Bah, it's just a little scratch. You really should take better care of your head though." She giggled and stuck a square of toilet paper to it.

Kane put his hand over hers and looked into her stunning green eyes. God, she was beautiful …

"Kane…I…I'm…" Robin's voice quavered as her eyes filled with tears. The big man's heart melted and he pulled her close, kissing her all over her tear-streaked face. "Baby, I'm so sorry…" She sobbed against him.

"It's okay…" He whispered, wondering whether or not he really believed it. "We both said things we didn't mean." He couldn't stand to see her like this. All that mattered just then was seeing her smile.

Robin laughed as she cried and fell against him, hugging him tight.

"Come on you…We've got to get going. It's a long drive." He said suddenly unsure of how to act. She felt so good to him and he wanted nothing more than to be with her but after last night?

Robin nodded and headed into the other room to get her things together.

"Good morning sleepyhead." Sara said brightly as her husband cracked open one very unhappy eye.

"What's so good about it?" He whined and pulled the blanket over his head.

"It's a beautiful day dear. You'd know that if you weren't sleeping through it." She scolded gesturing to the open window.

Taker sat up grumpily and scratched his head, gratefully accepting a cup of coffee from his wife.

"Hey, this isn't that instant stuff is it?" He asked before taking a sip.

"No, I had room service bring it up." She kissed him on the temple and threw some of his things into his bag.

"Good, I hate that crap.' He grumbled then smiled taking a big drink.

"Yes, I know." She teased, throwing a shirt at him.

"Oh, I ran into Kane last night…literally." He said, holding out his empty cup for more.

"Really, what did he have to say?" Sara asked sitting down next to him.

"I think there's trouble in paradise." He said grimly.

"What do you mean?" Sara asked, her eyebrows coming together in a concerned frown.

"I don't know for sure but he was really upset last night and when I asked him about that girl he got really defensive."

"Oh no…" She breathed. "Are they still here?" Mark shrugged. "Maybe I can catch up with them in Mississippi."

"Yeah, you'll get more out of him than I will." He said swinging his legs over and hopping out of bed.

"I'll go strap our stuff down, then we can leave when you're showered." Mark nodded and kissed his wife.

"You are so good to me." He smiled.

"Good for you, you mean." She giggled and pushed him off to the bathroom.