Disclaimer: I don't own HIMYM and never will.
Glad to see chapter 1 went over well. I know everyone is searching for fics with alternate endings I just didn't think mine would be read so quickly. Hope this is a good chapter too. Thanks for reading.
Chapter two: A mission in Argentina
Argentina was beautiful. There was sun, beaches, and plenty of seaside bars lining the coast.
Robin had counted her lucky stars when she had been given the assignment from World Wide News to report on an American mission group serving in the area.
It had also seemed like the perfect assignment for her husband to tag along on, until they got to the hotel.
"This is so not great!" Barney yelled punctuating every word by waving his arms, emphasizing his displeasure.
"I'm sorry that I have to work while I'm here, it's called being on assignment!" Robin yelled back shrugging her shoulders in exasperation.
"What about me? There's no Wi-Fi in this hotel, how am I supposed to run a business Robin with no Wi-Fi?" Barney showed her his computer as if that made the lack of Wi-Fi more apparent.
"It's not a business Barney, it's a blog! Ok?" Robin countered.
The idea that Barney actually believed his blog to be a business was a notion they had argued about before. If he was a journalist that would be a whole other matter but no one even knew what his new job title was in his new job.
"It is a lifestyle blog for the upscale, sophisticated, urban gentlemen and it's never going to take off if I can't post today's boner joke!"
She had to walk away from him. The urge to go into Canadian hockey mode was strong and they were in a nice hotel, they couldn't just start throwing things like they use to when they first starting dating years ago.
There was only one thing she could do to keep Barney entertained until they could figure out this Wi-Fi issue.
"Barney if you go with me on this first interview I swear we will search the whole country to find a coffee shop with internet connection."
This had occasionally happened before when she'd been sent on assignments Barney deemed "legendary," such as the time a boy decided to be a sniper during laser tag and climbed onto the ceiling rafters to then get stuck. Barney had spent the whole interview shooting at the kid and afterwards begged Robin to play a round, or a few, before they left.
That had been a hard one to explain to the boss.
Barney drank the rest of his wine and eyed her suspiciously for a moment.
"Can we have sex first?" Barney finally said.
Robin rolled her eyes and looked at the clock on the bedside table, "Fine, but just once."
"That's what you saw now," Barney mumbled jumping backwards onto the bed.
"What did you say?" Robin said but none the less climbed into bed with him.
And that was how they ended up riding in a jeep, which may or may not break down any second, on a sliver of a dirt road up a mountain. Barney, who still believed cars were metal death traps, was plastered to her side trying to joke about how awesome the drive was although everyone could clearly see how he jumped and scooted closer to her every time they hit a hole.
If it wasn't blazing hot outside and he was possibly wrinkling her suit jacket she would laugh.
"Barney we're almost to the top, do you think you could sit on your own seat and not my lap?" Robin sighed while trying to pull her arm from his tight hold.
"What? You know I'm just trying to make sure you're not nervous. There's only a slight possibility we could go over the edge of this cliff and die in a burning doom machine," Barney's voice pitched higher and higher as he finished his sentence. He tried to put on a charming smile and adjust his tie but the jeep came to a sudden halt and he latched back onto her arm.
As she peeled her husband off of her, Robin stepped out of the jeep onto what could be considered a church parking lot. Really it was just a cleared out dirt patch in front of a rundown wooden building with a steeple.
It could possibly be a church if you squinted at it.
Surrounding the church was large open white tents with mission group members dressed in lab coats bustling in and out; small children followed them wherever they went. The mission group was stationed at the church because it also acted as an orphanage. The group had come to Argentina to give medical care to children that could not afford treatment.
Robin waved her camera crew off to set up for the interview as she faced her husband who had finally climbed out of the jeep.
"Ok Barney here's the rules. 1. No dressing up in a lab coat. 2. No playing pranks on the mission group, the nuns, and especially not the children. 3. No trying to sneak into the frame while I'm filming. 4. -,"
"Robin Stinson, that never gets old, would I do such a thing?" Barney put his hand on her shoulder and titled his head to the side, his signature innocent look. "I'm here to support you. I'll be out of sight and out of mind just as you've decreed previously," Barney smiled what she assumed he thought was a reassuring smile. Then he spun around, looking over the scene, and ran off towards the church.
Robin sighed bringing her hand up to rub her temple.
Barney in a church, what could possibly go wrong?
A few scenarios flashed through her mind, each worse than the last, ending with the image of the church being struck by lightning.
Robin shook her head as if to clear it, gave the church another worried glance, then turned to find her crew and begin the interview.