Disclaimer: I do not own HIMYM and make no money from it.

Sorry it has taken so long to finally post. Works been busy and I had family visit me. But we're almost done here so I hope you enjoy. One idea in this chapter comes from the episode The Final page part 1.

Chapter 5: Legen – wait for it -

The first thing Robin became aware of when she woke up was the pounding headache currently trying to split her head apart. The second thing was realizing she was lying on the floor, a very hard uncomfortable floor.

Robin opened her eyes, wincing at the sharp pain behind her eyes from the light, and slowly propped herself up on her elbows. She looked over as Barney began to stir also.

All she could remember from last night was grabbing the wine bottle and jumping into bed with Barney. They had to have had more than just that one bottle of wine though because she felt like death this morning.

"Did last night really happen?" Robin asked as she tried to shield the light from her eyes with her hand.

"I think so," Barney groaned. "Look let's just agree absolute silence for the rest of the day."

Robin was about to agree when suddenly a shrill cry rang out across the room.

Robin groaned and threw her head back in exasperation. Everything seemed ten times as loud as it should be.

"Every time," Barney laughed keeping his eyes closed. "Do you want me to get her?"

"No I'll get her," Robin said. She took a deep breath and pushed herself to her feet.

A young baby was standing in a crib crying. It reached out to Robin as came to stand over the crib. Robin picked up the baby make shushing noises as she bounced trying to calm the down. It worked as the baby instantly calmed in her arms.

The feeling of normalcy washed over as she rocked the baby. There was something to waking up every day to a crying infant and being the only that could calm them down that was rewarding. She could get use to a feeling like this.

That's when it hit her. Robin froze with the sudden realization that something was very wrong with this picture.

"Hey Barney?"

"Yeah?" Barney sat up from the floor and propped himself up on the bed.

"Whose baby is this?" Robin asked.

Just as Robin finished the question a women burst through the door and stared screaming at them in another language. She rushed over to a stunned Robin and took the baby from her. Robin and Barney tried to apologize in their confused state as they escaped through the door out into the hallway.

As they made their get-away across the hall the whole night came flooding back to Robin.

One bottle of wine had not been enough. Two bottles of wine made everything feel a lot better. She lost count after three but at some point they had both reached a clarity state.

Barney was leaning against the headboard of the bed while had her head on his lap as he combed his fingers through her hair. They were passing a bottle of wine back and forth taking swigs straight from the bottle.

"Robin," Barney said in a robotic voice she vaguely remembered him using when she and Ted had questioned him the night before their wedding.

"Hmmm?" Robin hummed as she took a sip of wine before turning her head to look up at Barney.

Here comes round three she thought.

Barney stared down at her with a serious expression on his face. His hand continued to comb through her hair as he spoke.

"Robin, do you want children?" Barney asked.

Momentarily Robin felt sober as her heart clenched painfully. She sat up quickly pulling the sheets around her as she sat the bottle of wine down harshly on the bedside table. She folded her around herself and glared at Barney angrily.

"Barney you know I can't have children," she growled at him. How could he remind of that at a time like this? She felt justly angry as a child does when they do not get their way.

Barney didn't flinch as he continued to stare at her. He calmly scooted closer to her and rested his hand on her knee.

"That's not what I asked you. Robin if you could, would you want to have a baby with me?" Barney was looking at her straight in eyes making her feel as if he was pinning her in place with his stare.

She took a sharp breath in as the question hit her.

Once again the images she'd imaged of how their children looked so long ago haunted her. Again she felt the pain and the sadness of realizing she could never have them.

She'd never wanted them until she couldn't have them.

She remembered Ted holding up an onesie with a maple leaf. She'd known she couldn't have children at that point but she'd still imagined a baby, part Barney and part her, wearing the outfit. For a blitz second it had made her happy. She remembered the times she babysat Marvin or Penny when they were still babies. She imagined if it had been her baby she'd held, played with, or tucked in at night. She thought of all the drawings she'd appeared in over the years as Aunt Robin and instead pictured her childishly drawn self with the word mom written above her head.

She thought about how her heart had melted as she watched Barney interact with baby Eliana earlier. How she'd suddenly realized Barney would make a great father.

And she realized deep down, deep, deep, down she'd thrown the part of herself who'd wanted those children for just second in a pit like in The Silence of the Lambs because the feeling of wanting them had driven her crazy.

She didn't want to feel what it was like to be that Robin because that Robin couldn't exist without constantly reminding her of what she couldn't have. However, those feelings still remained no matter how far she tried to bury them.

Robin swallowed hard and looked at Barney.

"I would want children with you Barney," Robin's voice cracked and she felt the tears at the corner of her eyes.

Barney moved to hold her but she pushed him away and grabbed the bottle of wine. After she took two big gulps she pushed the bottle to Barney.

"I don't want to talk Barney," Robin said as she climbed on top of him.

Barney looked at her carefully before a small smile formed on his lips. He drank from the bottle, sat it back down on his bedside table, and accepted her into his arms.

It hadn't been the time for talking then, but now it was a new day and they had to finish this once and for all.

As they entered their room Robin tried to think of a good way to approach the subject.

"Oh these rooms all look the same even when you're sober," Robin said as she threw her shoes on the bed.

Well that was a lame way to avoid what she really wanted to say.

"You're sober?" Barney said as he raised an eye-brow at her.

They stood there looking at each other as the room began to feel awkward.

Robin knew Barney wasn't going to start this conversation so she was going to have to.

"So ummm," Robin looked at the floor and tried to keep her tongue from tying up. "About what we discussed last night," she looked up as Barney moved closer to her. "How do you feel?"

Barney's brows creased together as he stopped moving. He looked straight ahead with glazed over eyes and she knew he was thinking about what her words meant. He sat down heavily and looked up at her.

"We talked about a lot of things last night Robin."

Robin sighed; there went the hope that he'd forgotten their drunken discussion.

Robin sat down beside Barney. She felt too shaky to stand on her feet.

"Barney even if we wanted to, I can't have kids."

Barney opened his mouth to say something but Robin held her hand up in front of him.

"Barney let me finish. I think you would make an amazing father and you still have time to find a girl that could give you that. We thought we were perfect for each other before but that can always change. If you're not happy living this way I can give you a way out."

As she finished Robin searched through Barney's eyes trying to see a sign of understanding, but he just looked at her with that same hurt expression on his face as he had yesterday.

"I love you Robin and when we got married I vowed to you that I'd always tell you the truth and I want you to do the same for me," Barney said.

Robin was surprised. She hadn't expected him to turn this on her.

"Robin, if there was a way to have children – "

"Barney don't start with that. There is no if so just answer my question!" Robin yelled jumping to her feet to stand over Barney.

Barney looked up at her for a moment. He took a deep breath and stood so he was in front of her.

How could he look so calm while she felt like she was falling to pieces?

"Robin just answer me," Barney said.

"No Barney I don't want to do this." Robin tried to turn away from Barney but he grabbed her arms and forced her to stay facing him.

"Robin." Barney tilted his head down so he could look into her eyes.

He looked so serious it made Robin stop breathing for a second.

In her mind she looked down in the pit and no longer saw a different Robin standing there. She saw herself as she was now, scared and alone. She knew she was the only one that could throw her a lifeline and that meant she had to be honest with herself.

"Yes. Yes Barney, if there was a way I would want to have children with you," Robin whispered.

She wanted to feel like a weight had been lifted off her shoulders but it didn't. It felt more like her heart was breaking.

Robin looked at Barney to see what he was thinking and was surprised by the huge smile on his face.

"Robin I know this is sudden, but I've thought about this a lot," Barney seemed nervous but pressed forward. "My brother once told me the thing he hated most about being gay was he was never going to be able to have children. But then he did."

"Barney what does this have to do with us?" Robin interrupted but was shushed by Barney.

"As I was saying. James thought he could never have children, but now he has a son." Barney paused. He was looking at her waiting to see if she understood.

As the pieces started to form together Robin went from confused to surprised.

"Robin I have a legen – wait for it – dary idea."