Hi peoples! Just have a few things to say...
Sparky16 - First off, I love the name:) Second, you were right, it was a quick fix...is ashamed I know I shouldn't have...but I didn't want to spend time on characters that you weren't going to ever see again. So...anywho! Thank you for being honest with me about that. And thank you for all the compliments as well. I can't stand it when people don't stay true to Robin! And I totally agree with you about Amon and Robin...and you'll see the results in a moment! Thanks again for reviewing!
Young Wiccan and Palki, thank you for reviewing also! You guys were all very encouraging...so here's the next chapter!
Chapter 2: Awkward Silence
Robin sat there, watching others get on and take care of their carry-ons, waiting for the plane to just take off. She had gotten on at the earliest opportunity, of course, and quietly observed everyone and everything in view. After almost 45 minutes, she was certain that everyone who was getting on had gotten on and the seat next to her was still empty. She wanted so badly to just let the relief run through her and so she took a momentary break, peaking out of the window for the first time. After a few minutes, she rested her head against the cool pane of glass, just to relax for a moment – for a second. For she was so, so exhausted.
A soft click woke her up and she realized that someone was now next to her, buckling her in. Quick as a blink, she had turned fully around and was now facing the man that had buckled her in…Amon. She gasped. He looked just the same as ever at first glance, and then she noticed a slight scar just above his eyebrow. It was Amon. Sitting here, on the plane, right next to her. Amon.
"I didn't mean to wake you." She just stared at him, still amazed. After a moment's hesitation, she spoke.
"How?" She wasn't prepared to hear her voice sound so whisper-like, so breathy. She didn't notice Amon's breath hitch before he answered.
"I told you, I'll protect you."
She faintly nodded. He must have known of her plan all along. Oh, how she wanted to hug him right now! Touch him at the very least; just to make sure she wasn't hallucinating. But she knew she couldn't. He wouldn't like it. She wanted to say so much to him right now, tell him how worried she was, how much she had missed him in just those four days. But she knew she couldn't. He wouldn't like it. So she didn't. She turned back to the window, for fear she might begin staring at him. And now the air felt thick to her, for she felt every word, every action, just hanging there, unable to come forth. Their awkward silence was made more predominant by the chatter going on around them. Robin wanted to sigh, to express her happiness somehow. Just as she glanced at Amon out of the corner of her eyes, the pilot announced take off.
Robin tensed. As much as she didn't mind being however many feet up in the air, she didn't like actually leaving the ground and touching down again. It scared her. Of course, this was only something she'd discovered on her flight to Japan and as she felt the first anxious tightening of her stomach, she observed that it hadn't gone away. Re-arranging herself so that she could hold the armrests as inconspicuously as possible, she tried to prepare herself. She didn't want Amon to know she was afraid of taking off. It seemed silly, even to her, but that didn't stop her anxiety about it. The engines revved up. The plane began moving forward. Robin became aware of the fact that her breathing was now erratic, no matter how hard she tried to calm herself. Closing her eyes, she began to prey. The plane, moving faster now, lurched and she started whispering her prayers for comfort out loud. Amon glanced at her tight face, her practically heaving chest, her delicate hands, wrapped around the armrests with such force it looked as if she were trying to break it, and just looked at her for a moment. She was pale, it seemed, paler than she used to be and he could see circles under her eyes. She had been worried about him, he knew. But then again, she worried about everyone, he reasoned.
The plane lurched again and she gave a nearly inaudible squeak of fear. He found it surprised him that she was afraid of flying. It had just never crossed his mind that she would not be ease up in the sky. Quickly making a decision that he was almost sure he would regret later, he laid his large hand over hers. This caused her eyes to immediately open and seek his. She found herself doing what she did every time she looked, really looked, into his eyes – losing herself. The plane faded and her breathing slowed, though her heart was beating inexplicably faster, and she was not able to tear her emerald eyes away from his slate gray eyes. The world stopped and even though he spoke no words, she could hear him, inside of her, reassuring her, telling her it was alright. And she believed him.
The ding of the seatbelt sign broke the connection and Robin, upon looking out the window, saw they were safely in the air and relaxed immediately. Amon felt her relax and removed his hand, unbuckling his seat belt and Robin found she was left with a soft blush and the memory of his hand holding tightly onto hers, looking deep into his eyes. Glancing at him and then looking out the window again, she tried to speak.
"I'm sorry…I just…get like that during take off and landing…I can't help it…" She trailed off, her blush darker than before. He glanced at her.
"It's fine."
Amon left it at that and Robin resigned herself to silence for the next hour or two. Now that he was here, sitting beside her, she was not able to purge him from her thoughts. She was aware of every shift and movement and she found herself taking deep breaths, taking in his smell. It was just another thing she had missed while they were separated. It was like she was high now, high on Amon. She had been deprived of her daily dosage and now she was over-doing it. She forced herself to remain calm and collected…Amon wouldn't appreciate anything else. Halfway through the flight, attendants came around and took orders. Soon enough they made their way to Robin and Amon.
"Sir, may I get you something to eat? Ma'am?" The blonde woman smiled at Amon. He narrowed his eyes and frowned at her.
"Yes." He glanced at Robin, who nodded. "We'll have two orders of noodles and two bottles of water. And the lady would like bread with that. Toasted." The attendant's smile, which had faded for an instant, was now brighter than ever.
"Yes, sir. I'll be right along with it. May I get a blanket or pillow for either of you?" Again, they glanced at each other and this time Robin answered.
"No, thank you."
"Very well. Just ring if you should need anything." She moved onto the next seat…
Later, in the attendants' booth, three women could be heard talking.
"Well, at first I thought I might try to hook up with him…you know, the dark one Karen mentioned earlier…anyway, you should have seen the way they acted. It was so adorable!" A brunette jumped in.
"Oh, I know, I saw them too! At first I thought she might be a bit young, but they are just so…there's not even a word for it!"
Multiple sighs go round the room and the girls have a dreamy look.
"I wish my boyfriend was like that…attuned to everything….god, what I wouldn't give!"
"I don't think I've ever seen a couple so in love…" more sighs follow.
And thus, the chapter ends with the flight attendants wishing they had what Robin and Amon don't even know they have yet. I felt this was a bit slow, but I promise, it'll get better. So, please, tell me what you think and thanks for reading! Love Always,
Dizzy
