Once again Jason let Robin set the pace as they walked back toward the cabin. It was clear that she was in no particular hurry to get there since she was walking pretty slowly. This time however, Robin was taking in the scenery around her that she had missed on the way to the river.

"What are the red flags for?" Robin asked Jason once she noticed that several of the trees were tagged.

"That signals the end of my property line and the beginning of the neighbors." Jason answered

"So we were trespassing when we went to the river?" Robin asked with disappointment. She was hoping to go there again sometime but certainly didn't want to intrude on anyone's property to do so.

"No," Jason assured her with a smile. "I met the owner and she rarely uses the place herself. She usually lets her daughter come up with her two girls once every month or so. She said that I can come down to the river anytime I feel like it."

"That was very nice of her." Robin noted.

"I anchored the bench to the tree for her the last time I was up here so her granddaughters would have a place to take off their shoes and socks to wade into the water."

Robin nodded. That was Jason's version of a thank you. He preferred to put actions to his feeling than to discuss them. Robin has become used to it many years ago when they were dating. He would talk with her about anything she wanted but it was his preference to show it rather than talk about it. His actions were usually very expressive so Robin had never really minded much.

"Why did you want to wade into that freezing water?" Robin asked suddenly.

"I didn't really want to particularly." Jason stated simply. Robin knew he would not explain further unless prompted. It was one of the big differences between them that they had come to understand and accept. Robin would forge ahead and explain her view and want you to agree with her while Jason would not explain himself and really didn't care if you agreed with him or not.

"Then why did you suggest it?" Robin asked

"Because I figured you would not want to do it. I was hopeful that you would say you didn't want to and then we could change our plans."

"I don't understand," Robin told him simply. She stopped walking and just looked at Jason as if she were trying to gain understanding by reading his face. Of course, it did not come to her since Jason tended to keep his face unreadable most of the time.

"I wanted you to feel in control of something in your life, even if it was something little." Jason replied. He seemed almost embarrassed to be admitting this to her which was strange since he was very seldom self conscious around her.

"Very few people would have realized I needed the control right now and even fewer would have done anything about it." Robin told him as she continued to look intently into Jason's eyes. "You have a rare sense of intuition or ability to read people, Jason. It is a gift and you seem almost embarrassed to use it."

"Not really embarrassed Robin. I just find it hard to talk about. I don't know how or why I know some of the things I know, I just do and I try to use it. I do think you give me too much credit on a lot of things. We have known each other for years. You were the first one I saw when I woke up from that coma, so basically I've known you my whole life. You learn things about people you spend a lot of time with."

"True, but you are better at it than most people. A lot of other people are focused on themselves and don't take the time to read between the lines much less take the initiative to do something to make the other person feel better."

Jason just shrugged. Robin smiled and nodded. She had known he would, it was how he was. He was uncomfortable about accepting praise or kind words. If the other person was comforted or helped than he figured it would show and there was little need for discussion about how or why.

Robin started walking toward the cabin again and Jason matched her pace easily. It took more time to return from the river than it had taken to get there. Robin knew that it was afternoon now. She didn't know what time it was but she was certain that it was time for her HIV medications. The problem was that they were in her overnight bag which was in her car. She was always conscientious about staying to her dosing schedule and knew that she would have to ask Jason to take her back pretty soon so she could get them. She really wished that they could stay there for awhile longer. However, she knew that life seldom gave you what you wanted.

"Your forehead is wrinkled Robin. What are you thinking so intently about?"

"I was wishing we could stay out here for awhile longer. I am ready to talk a little, not much yet but some, about the night that Patrick died. However, I don't have my HIV medications with me and I know I am overdue for a dose."

"If I got you your meds would you like to stay the night out here?"

"I would really love that. I would have to call Uncle Mac and tell him I won't be home tonight and…It wouldn't be fair for you to have someone drive all the way out here with my med's. Maybe later we can plan ahead and then stay over."

Jason gave her a genuine smile but still managed to look like the cat that had just swallowed the canary. Robin was intrigued by this.

She put her hands on her hips and playfully demanded, "Jason Morgan what have you got up your sleeve?"

"That is not the correct question Dr. Scorpio. I have nothing up my sleeve except my arm."

Robin nodded and thought for a moment. "Okay, what would be the correct question?"

"Something along the lines of what surprises do I have tucked away in the back of the SUV."

"Okay, what surprises do you have in your SUV?"

"I have a fully stocked "go bag" for you, including your HIV meds." Jason told her simply.

Robin was curious about how he got everything she needed but decided not to worry about it right now. Jason knew how to get things and at the moment Robin was glad and decided not to question it.

"You are planning ahead now?" Robin asked instead.

"I packed it for you while you were in the hospital in case we had to get you into a secure location quickly. I wasn't planning it for the cabin or anything. I just wanted to be sure we could get you out of the city or the country quickly if it came down to it."

Robin nodded. Jason was good at this sort of thing and she wasn't. She set a slightly faster pace now as she headed toward the SUV. When they reached the vehicle she surprised Jason by sitting on the bumper instead of opening the door and checking out her bag. He sat down next to her and waited for her to make the next move.

"We left the hospital a little after 9pm that night." She said quietly. "We picked up take-out from Oliver's and got home about 10:30. Everything was normal at the house."

"Did you see any cars parked out front of your house or anything that seemed out of the normal for the neighborhood?"

"Patrick commented about a guy walking his dog. He said he was practically dragging the dog along. That was it. There were no cars in front of the house."

"Did he say which neighbor was walking the dog?"

"No, actually he commented that he didn't recognize the guy. We know almost everyone on both sides of the block now."

"Is it unusual to see someone on your block that you don't know?"

"A little I guess but it does happen sometimes. We don't usually see people out that late that we don't know. I think most people tend to stay close to their homes when it is dark like that. He must live only a block or two away."

"What did he look like?" Jason asked automatically. He was watching Robin. She was starting to breathe faster now and had gotten up from the bumper and was pacing back in forth in a small area in front of him. She was beginning to resemble a caged animal. More accurately she looked like a caged animal that was ready to strike. He needed to find a way to bring down her anxiety level somehow.

"I don't know. I didn't look at him because I was opening the door to the house since Patrick was carrying our dinner."

Jason eased himself off the bumper and approached Robin. He stepped into the path that she had been pacing back and forth in but he did not touch her. He just looked at her for a minute. She came to a stop just before running into him.

"What?" She demanded almost angrily.

"I'm trying to get a sense of what you need right now. All I can sense from you is some confusion and a lot of anxiety."

"Then stop trying to push me into talking about this. Just leave me alone and stop trying to handle me!" Robin snapped as she turned and headed away from Jason and into the cabin.

Jason watched her until she disappeared inside. He heard the door slam and almost smiled. He saw the anger and slamming doors as an improvement to her withdrawing inside her head and shutting him out completely. This was more like the Robin he was used to and was glad she was still in there somewhere.

Jason grabbed his phone from his pocket and called Sam. He explained what information he had gotten from Robin and asked her to start checking on it for him.

"That isn't much to go on." Sam stated

"I know. Do the best you can with it."

"We are going to need a lot more than that to find out what happened."

"She's in a serious state of shock Sam. I can't afford to press her anymore. I don't want to hurt her or the baby."

Sam promised to do what she could with the information at hand and fill Jason in when he returned. He thanked her and put his phone away. He hated having more questions than answers right now.

Jason took a moment to mentally switch gears before heading to the cabin. Robin needed a friend, not an interrogator. His priority was Robin and her baby. Catching a killer, or anything else for that matter, would always be secondary to him. She was his overriding concern. Then he grabbed the bags from the back of the SUV and headed toward the cabin.

Author's Note: Your review would be greatly appreciated. Thanks!