A/N:Chapter eleven ready. Hope you enjoy. As usual I own nothing but the plot.

Chapter Eleven: Penance

"Hello Daniel…" Kreese said.

Robby blanched as he could hear noise on the other end of the line, and it dawned on him then, Kreese had put the call on speakerphone.

"Kreese,"

"Better watch out Keene," Tory had come up behind him and spoke in a soft whisper.

"I'm not the one that should watch," Robby managed to bite back bleary as he still was. His balance was thrown by the close proximity and he swayed, and the threat was spoken as if through molasses. He wasn't the one that had hurt Sam. He wasn't even Daniel Larusso's kid. But he knew Mr. Larusso well enough, knew that he cared about Sam, if not him, enough to spar his dad in the middle of his apartment. He knew Tory would be in for at least some harsh words if she and Mr. Larusso ever came face to face.

Tory lunged forward, laughing as Robby stumbled further. "Not 100% huh? Guess you know how it feels to be caught off guard now?"

Robby ignored Tory, turning back to the phone call on very public display, his worry for the Larussos outweighing any concern for himself at the moment.

"It seems your student decided to pay us a little visit." Kreese said. "But don't worry, we're making him very comfortable. I heard about you closing your dojo. That's a shame. Maybe, Robby's just looking for a sensei with more faith in him." Robby didn't hear any response from Mr. Larusso's end, and his throat felt as though it were closing up at the thought of what the man must be thinking. He would never join Cobra Kai, despite the earlier conversation and suggestion he'd made to Sam and Aisha.

"Son of a bitch…"

"Mr. Larusso!" Robby called out, his voice hoarse, only to receive a hard kick to his side from Tory, which sent him to the ground.

"Shut up,"

"Screw you," Robby choked.

"You wish,"

Robby mock-retched, but it made the choking worse. He had to figure out a way out of this. He couldn't let the Larussos get anymore caught in the crossfire. This had been his stupid decision. Sam had tried to stop him. This was on him. He had to take this himself. After all, he'd kicked Miguel off that banister. Their anger at him, his anger at them, it was all one in the same. Nothing was going to change at this rate. And if he wanted to make it through this, he might not have a choice but to use it.

The line went dead almost too soon. Robby wasn't sure whether to be relieved or terrified. Right now, he couldn't bring himself to feel anything, only to focus on what was in front him.

"Now to put this away," Kreese said. "Hawk, warm up the class." Kreese left taking Robby's phone with him.

"Give it back." Robby demanded.

Kreese actually chuckled, stopping briefly but not turning back before he walked the rest of the way. Great, he'd provided this asshole entertainment.

"Hey Keene, wanna fight back, now's your chance." Tory said.

And Robby struggled back to his feet, his mouth a firm line as he bit back the urge to vomit. Time to play along... maybe he could figure out what the game was.

Johnny saw Daniel come out the doors, phone to his ear followed by his daughter and her friends, and he noticed the look on the three teens' faces.

"Miguel…" Samantha Larusso looked right at him. "He squeezed my hand."

"Mr. Larusso called the nurse and his mom's with him," Aisha said. "We don't actually know anything else."

"I'm sure there'll be an update soon," Johnny said trying to stay calm. He felt nervous relief flood him. It was progress. It was some kind of progress. Even if he had to find out secondhand.

"Robb…" Johnny heard Daniel on the phone and then he abruptly stopped speaking, his expression chilly. "Kreese…" And Johnny's blood froze at the name. "Son of a bitch," He cursed.

Larusso's daughter heard too and looked directly at her father, willing him to look up. Something else was in her expression too, a secret, a recognition. He noticed Aisha and Demetri watching her carefully.

These kids knew something, knew why Daniel was speaking to Kreese.

"Sam," Daniel said. He had hung up the phone, but it was still there, that chill Johnny recognized all too well. It was usually directed toward him.

"Dad...what's going on?" The girl clearly heard the seriousness in her father's tone.

"I'm going to need you guys to catch the bus, we'll drop you off at the bus stop, can you do that?"

"Yeah, but...what…? Is Robby okay?"

"It's going to be okay," Daniel said, tapping out a text message as they went to the car. "But I need you to go home and stay there. Mom knows you guys are coming."

Samantha looked at Aisha. An entire conversation took place in just one glance. It was a bit unsettling. Johnny had gotten more used to the quirks of this particular group of kids, but this was something else. He knew something else was going on they weren't saying.

"Robinson, start talking. What were you really doing?" He spoke up. He saw the look Larusso was giving him, but he couldn't bring himself to care.

And with one more glance at Samantha Larusso, Aisha began to explain.

Daniel listened to Aisha and Sam explain as he drove, and he had to hold back the urge to be sick. It took all of his willpower, all of his training to even concentrate on the road. This was entirely his fault. He'd handled this completely wrong, pulled the rug out from all of them, especially Sam and Robby. And now Robby…. well he'd heard Robby call him from wherever he was in that dojo, Kreese was keeping him close by and the students were helping, and the kid didn't sound one bit like himself, not good at all. And he knew what pain sounded like.

He took a chance to look over at Johnny as Sam and Aisha continued their recap , and he knew as sick as it made him, Johnny...well he had to be feeling ten, fifteen times worse. Johnny was the one that really knew what Kreese was capable of. Beyond even Daniel's own experience with Terry Silver and the man years ago. And his students being so taken by it that they would even consider what had ended up happening, what was still happening. He was reminded of his own shock when he found out what Robby had done at the school.

He noticed Johnny making a fist, and his mouth in a line and he knew even without speaking, they actually agreed on something for once. They had to help Robby, and stop Kreese for good.

"We're not taking the bus home." Sam said.

"Sam…" Daniel sighed. This wasn't something he wanted them involved in.

"She's right Mr. Larusso." Aisha said.

"She is…Ow?" Aisha hit Demetri lightly in the head. He rubbed the spot "Right, we're not."

"The dork's got some sense," Johnny said looking at the girls through the rearview.

"Thanks…?" Demetri raised an eyebrow. "Wait…"

"Just take the compliment," Johnny said. "This isn't some hallway brawl. Look what happened last time. Your dad's plan is for the best here. Don't get used to it." Johnny said before Daniel could respond.

Daniel scoffed.

" No it isn't. We would have all been there if you were about five minutes later anyway." Sam told her dad. "You have to let us help, come on. School's just going to be hell anyway if this isn't over. When the fight comes to you, you have to be ready to fight back remember?" As far as she was concerned, they'd brought the fight when Kreese had answered the phone.

"Am I going to be able to talk you out of it?" Daniel heaved a sigh.

"Not a bit Dad." Sam replied.

A/N: Will they manage to talk Sam, Aisha and Demetri out of it? Let me know your thoughts haha.

So teaser for the next chapter: It's called Head Games ( Yes like the song by Foreigner, and it is actually a total coincidence :))