Chapter 2

"Shit! Robin...Robin, wake up! Robin!" Amon screamed at the unconscious girl in his arms. He lifted her off the ground and held her close to his chest as he walked inside the grungy motel. The man at the counter looked up slowly with a passive expression.

"Can I help you?" the man said in a bored tone. His tired eyes looked Amon up and down. He snorted and spat on the floor next to his feet.

"I need a room, now." Amon said as he sent the man a deadly glare.

"Twenty Yen." The man said turning away to grab one of the few keys that hung on the wall. He turned back and Amon had laid the money on the table. He brushed the pile into his hands and tossed the key to Amon. Amon turned and left the lobby to walk up a flight of stairs. He looked down at Robin and spoke to her again.

"Robin? You have to wake up. What's wrong? Robin?" Amon said as his voice grew louder and louder. He sighed loud after a few seconds when Robin gave him no response. He looked up to find his hotel room one door down. When he reached the door he gently sat Robin on the floor and against the wall so he could unlock the door. He kept his peripheral vision on Robin as he opened the door. Amon bent down and tried to wake Robin yet again. He sighed loud and held her face gently. He stroked the hairs from her face and sighed again. She was beautiful, truly beautiful and he had strong feelings growing for the young girl.

"Robin? We're safe now, you can wake up, please wake up. I don't want…after everything that has just happened I don't want this to separate us. Robin, I need you to wake up." Amon said as he moved closer. He looked all around her perfect features. He raised his head and placed a kiss on her forehead then brought her into his chest and lifted her into his arms. Once steady he walked through the door and clicked on the light. He stopped to examine the room and then closed the door with his foot. He turned to lock the door, but the lock had been broken off somehow.

"Shit" Amon cursed to himself.

He walked over to the bed and slowly placed Robin above the sheets. He stood and looked at her. Then he noticed the blood pooling out from her right side. He moved closer and that was when Robin finally came to. Amon looked up at her face and kneeled on the floor beside the bed.

"Robin…you're finally awake. I was worried, and now I see why you fainted." Amon said as he motioned to her side. Robin followed his eyes and moved to hold her side. Amon caught her hand before it reached her side and he held it away.

"Don't touch it, I have to clean it and fix it up or you'll get an infection." Amon said lifting Robin to sit her up. He removed her coat but hesitated to go further. Robin looked up at Amon and without hesitation; she unbuttoned the first piece of her dress and placed it on the bed beside her. She then removed the top of her dress and folded it down to her waist so only her undershirt was showing.

"Does this shirt need to come off as well?" Robin said in a whisper as she kept her eyes away from Amon's. She was embarrassed that she had to undress in front of him but she knew it had to be done to tend to her wound.

"No, but I'll have to roll it up ok?" Amon said soothingly. He had a feeling this was all new to her and he didn't want to frighten her. She was only still a girl. Robin moved slowly to lie back down and once she was settled, Amon rolled up her undershirt as little as possible to get a good look at her wound. He tried not to heave in a breath but the wound was bad and he didn't know if he could treat it. A huge chunk of her side was missing, it wasn't too deep but it did need stitches. He rose off the floor and went to the bathroom. Robin lay still not wanting to see the gouge in her side. She wasn't sure what had happened, but she knew it happened before they had met in the tunnel.

Amon returned with many towels and a bucket of water. He had also, to his surprise, found a first aid kit with bandages and disinfectant. This would surly come in handy and Amon hoped he could fix Robin's wound on his own. He really didn't want to take her to the hospital. He would have to lie and make up some story. Amon really wasn't in the mood to do that. He just wanted her healthy and well. Amon felt the truth of his thoughts and he knew he would try his best to keep her safe.

"Robin?" Amon said as he knelt on the floor. Robin turned to him and smiled softly. "I need to stop the bleeding, clean it and stitch it up. There's no way it will heal without being stitched up." Amon said slowly. Robin nodded and looked away from him.

Amon grabbed a towel and soaked the top half to place it on Robin's wound. He wiped away the blood slowly. Every wince Robin's face made Amon wanted to stop and just hold her, but he had to finish. He went through 3 towels before the bleeding slowed. Taking the towel away he grabbed the disinfectant and slowly poured over the wound. Robin hands gripped the sheets and a moan was bubbling in her throat. He pulled the first aid kit over and pulled out a needle and thread to sew her wound. He held a towel over the majority of her would while he stitched. It took about 20 minutes to stitch the whole wound and the whole time Robin was silent. Only a few winces marred her delicate face. Amon tied off the thread and grabbed a big gauze bandage to set over her stitches. He taped the ends and stood.

"Are you able to stand? I want to wrap gauze around your body to hold the padding over your wound in place." Amon said holding his hands out to Robin. She began to rise up and Amon moved closer to help her. He held her hands tight and lifted her softly off the bed. He held her steady as she found her balance. Amon grabbed the gauze and started to wrap it around her slim form. She held her undershirt up as he tied off the end and taped it.

"There, lie back down now. You have to take it easy. Those stitches aren't professional and I don't think I could fix them if they tore. So we'll have to stay here for as long as we can until you are able to travel." Amon said helping her lie down. Robin winced and then stared wide eyes at Amon.

"But Amon, we have to keep going. I don't want them to find us!" Robin said rising up slowly, but Amon held her down and spoke softly.

"Its alright, they may think we are dead. If they do id prefer it that way. I don't think they will look for us. We aren't important to them anymore. We betrayed them once and won, I don't think they will come looking for the same fight. But its Solomon, they could have anything planned. We just have to relax and not worry. We have to focus on your healing." Amon said moving her slowly to bring the covers over her.

"I hope they think we're dead. Id rather be dead, than be one of their experiments." Robin said trailing off. Her eyes shut slowly and she drifted into sleep. Amon smiled and turned to look at the room again. One bed. No couch. 'Ill sleep on the floor' Amon thought to himself. Amon looked for a cupboard and found one near the motel door. When he opened it blankets fell on top of him. He grunted loudly and picked the covers off the floor. He closed the closet and dropped the blankets on the floor beside Robin. Amon then remembered that the lock on the door was broken. He looked around and saw chairs near the window. He walked over and tilted the chair under the doorknob, shook it a little and walked away. Once back over to the bed Amon arranged the blankets, stripped his coat, shoes, pants and he hoped into his makeshift bed.

He lay in thought for a little while before sleep took him. Even though he warned Robin not to worry, he himself worried for their safety. It wasn't any way to fall asleep but Amon was a man to wallow in what was going on around him.