Robin burst through her front door, waved at her roommate and headed straight for the bathroom.
"Whoa girl, something you ate?" Her roommate asked listening at the door.
"Shut up Sasha…" Robin yelled as she kneeled in front of the toilet.
"How was the first tour Ms. Big Time?" Her friend asked as she opened the door. Robin snorted as she walked past. "That good eh?"
"It's great, actually. I love it. I'm quitting though."
"What do you mean you're quitting?"
"I…I can't go back right now, probably not ever. I'm finishing this storyline and then I'm done." Robin said flopping down on her own couch for the first time in weeks. Sasha sighed.
"Alright, who is he?" She asked sitting down next to her friend.
"What are you talking about?" Robin said waving off the idea as ridiculous.
"Robin, I've known you since high school. Don't you lie to me… Who is he?" Sasha poked her friend in the arm.
"No one…" Robin protested but a smile broke through.
"Well, that 'no one' sure can make you smile." Sasha teased. "…Now who is he?" Robin covered her face blushing.
"Okay!" She finally relented. "It's…its Kane." Sasha looked confused.
"You mean scary guy with a mask Kane?" She asked.
"…He's not scary." Robin mumbled.
"What? He just plays scary on TV?"
"Something like that…" The red head couldn't help but smile. Then, the rest of the story came crashing back. Robin hid her face trying to cover up the tears.
"Oh sweetie… What's wrong?" Her childhood friend hugged her tight.
"Sasha, I'm pregnant." Robin bawled.
"Oh no… What does Mr. Big and Scary say?" Robin shook her head and shrugged.
"He left me…"
"He what?" Sasha growled, furious that anyone would hurt her friend.
"I never even got to tell him…" Robin whispered blowing her nose. "Sasha, everything was perfect…"
"What happened?" She asked compassionately.
"I don't know. We got into a fight, a stupid fight. I thought everything was fine but…" She broke down again. "…I guess I was wrong."
"Do you know what you're going to do…about the…well, you know?" Sasha asked, uncomfortable saying the word. Robin shook her head.
"I haven't even had time to think about it." She sighed and leaned back, snuggling into the cushions for comfort.
Sasha looked at her watch.
"I've got to get ready for work. Are you going to be okay here alone?" She asked pushing a strand of red hair out of her friend's face. Robin nodded and pulled a pillow onto her lap squeezing the life out of it.
"Sasha, I really want to call him…"
"Oh no you don't. No one treats my girl like that and gets away with it." Sasha teased standing up tall to her full five foot three. Robin giggled and covered her face with the pillow.
She was so glad to be home. No one could cheer her up like Sasha could. No one, except maybe Kane…
"Go to work. I'll be fine. I'll see you when you get home." Robin nudged her friend half-heartedly with her foot.
"Be good sweetie." Sasha hugged her friend and bolted out the door for work.
"Kane… Kane we're landing." Lita said softly, attempting to wake her friend gently.
"Huh?" He snorted and lurched forward in his tiny airplane seat.
"We're landing." She repeated.
"Oh…Good, Spike's got to be dying down there in the cargo hold." He said stretching as best he could.
The plane pulled up to the gate and they disembarked heading for the baggage claim to retrieve the dog. Spike was not happy with him.
"I don't think he likes you right now." Lita laughed as Kane picked up the cage full of small growling dog.
"I'm sorry…" Kane pleaded into the grated door of the carrier feeling endlessly guilty for leaving him inside. "As soon as we get a room, Spike, I promise I'll let you out of there." Oddly enough, the small dog quieted.
"So now what?" Lita asked, then jumped when a cell phone rang. Kane set down the dog and jammed a hand into his pocket.
"Hullo?" He said flipping open the phone's face. There was a long silence. "Hello?" He said again.
"Hi."
"R…Robin?" His stomach dropped at the sound of her voice.
"Yeah. I…I probably shouldn't have called. I just wanted to make sure you knew I got my car out of your garage. ...In case you didn't get my note." Her voice was trembling.
"No. I got it." His voice was flat. He was so in shock.
"Oh, uh...good." Then we're all right. Well, at least we're on the same page." She was so nervous. All she wanted to do was scream at him, tell him how much she loved him, but there was no point now.
"W...where are you?" He managed to ask.
"I'll see you next week, I guess..." She started ignoring the question. "G'bye Kane." Her voice was thick with tears as she hung up.
"No, Robin...Don't..." He heard the click on the other end of the line and his shoulders fell. "...Hang up."
Kane sat down in a plastic airport chair, deflated.
"She hates me." He moped.
"No, she does not." Lita tried to reassure him. "If she hated you, she wouldn't have called."
"Trust me, you didn't hear her. She hates me." Kane said poking at Spike through the cage. Spike happily pounced on his finger.
"Kane, I'm a girl, I know all the girl tricks. She does not hate you."
"She was in an awful big hurry to get off the phone." Kane said standing and picking up the carrier.
"Yes, but she did call, didn't she?" Lita said as Kane started toward the car rental.
"I suppose you're right." Kane grinned as he backed through the door. Lita nodded, satisfied that she'd gotten at least one point across. She hung back while Kane negotiated for transportation. A smile broke across her face as she watched people begin to realize who he was.
Kane smiled and chatted as he signed autographs and hugged his fans for pictures. Lita was impressed with him. He had always been so uncomfortable around people, but this new mission seemed to distract him from his insecurities.
Finally, Kane emerged from the small crowd, waving goodbye, and shaking a set of keys at Lita. He was grinning ear to ear from under the mask.
They hopped into the truck they had rented just as the sun was setting.
"Wow, leave it to you to rent the same truck you own." Lita joked opening the carrier door so Spike could move around a bit.
"It's not the same truck, this one's red." Kane said as if it made all the difference in the world.
Lita waved it off, refusing to get into another useless discussion.
Kane started it up and threw his cell phone on the seat while it charged.
"Lemme see that..." Lita said snatching the phone and pushing buttons. "Damn..."
"What's the matter?" Kane asked as he steered the truck onto the freeway, headed for downtown.
"I was hoping her number would be in the memory." Kane looked over expectantly and nearly sent the truck into a ditch. "She blocked it. Smart girl..." Lita held up the little lighted blue screen so he could see it, and then tossed it back down on the seat next to her.
"I forgot all about the caller ID." Kane muttered as he drove.
"Do we have any idea where we're going to sleep tonight?" Lita asked after a while. Kane nodded.
"The car rental place gave me a hotel directory. I got busy with the fans so I asked them to make reservations for us." He reached into his pocket and handed her some handwritten directions. "You get to navigate." He grinned.