"I've already told you I've asked for those to be rescheduled as for the others….." Robin rouses a little more from an uneasy resting at the not-so-hushed tone sounding above her.

Given the positions now it seemed that Alice had gone from playing the larger spoon to Robin's heartbroken smaller to playing the role of teddy bear seeing as Robin was currently lying over her, Robin's head snuggled against the hollow of Alice's soft throat as they'd slept.

"Good thing I don't care what you want, isn't it?" Alice scoffed over the call as the soothing feeling of feather-light caresses swept along the scared curve of Robin's naked back, nearly lulling the waking bodyguard back into a sleepy haze with the softness of the touch.

"Fair warning thought I'm going to be needing a hefty advance on my next showing if I'm going to be able to pay for a few new apartment repairs," Alice warned attempting to keep her voice joking as Robin felt a wave of guilt crashing into her once she remembered the sting of free-flowing tears in Alice's eyes as the artist literally wrestled Robin's job issue weapon away from her sending the thing its safety still flicked on spinning out of easier reach under a kitchen cabinet when amid her grief haze Robin found breaking the apartment furniture wasn't enough to calm her guilty mind after catching sight of that morning's headline story as the two had attempted to enjoy a morning breakfast with real food rather than with another round of lovemaking.

Hell Robin was shocked that Alice hadn't packed up and left her once her resting mind recalled all the grief-caused things, she'd said about how twisted it had been for the two of them to have given in to their desires shared as they had been for each other whilst her brother had been left alone to suffer, to die in a pool of his own blood along that darken street.

"Don't you get it yet, Clay? I don't care how important my being there is for your company I'm not attending and that's final." Alice's husky voice cuts in drawing Robin's spiraling mind back from falling back into a fresh haze of grief. "She's more important than all the art shows you think to attach my name to."

The listening woman feel her chest tighten at the pure honesty behind the words as Alice's hand slid towards a particularly sensitive scare among the many littering her body given the nature of Robin's chosen job description.

"Look I'd just love to continue this little chat, but I have another call to take," Alice says her tone even flatter now as she speaks. Her fingers still tracing ghost-like along Robin's warmed unclothed back. "but I'm happy to hear we seem to understand one another." Alice says now earning a quiet hint of a smile from her rousing bodyguard given the fact that Robin could guess by the grumbling hum over the line whoever this 'Clay' was he was by no means agreeing with what Alice had proposed but he didn't get to grumble too much longer as the call was abruptly disconnected.

"Honestly why I've even put up with him this long." Her client-turned-lover groaned as the sounds of the phones tossed away landing scattered a few loose bits of what Robin suspected was the smashed-up tv.

"Want me to shoot out his knee?" Robin asked, her voice low and rough as she attempted to shift away from the warmed body under her.

"He's not worth the bullet, love." Alice scoffs, not allowing the attempted distance.

"Alice I'm…" Robin starts to say but stops not knowing how to attempt to take back every angered shouted word.

"Hey, Pan might have been your brother by blood, but he was mine too in a way to love." Alice reminds "We both lost him. We're both hurting because of it."

"He always hated when you called him that you know." Robin says sadly snuggling back into the offered warmth of Alice's arms.

"His favorite ice cream was Blue Panda, Nobin unless you've forgotten, how could I not find some way of teasing him for it?" Alice scoffed remembering Roland's nearly unappeasable sweet tooth. Especially where ice cream was involved.

The knowledge having come in quite handy more than a few times during her and Robin's earlier attempted relationship back in their school days.

"Yeah, but that's also how he met Kala, so I don't think he minded too much." Robin agreed only for her face to fall at the reminder of her newly killed brother's ice cream serving sweetheart. "God Alice, how am I going to face Kal?"

"She knew the risks of what you and Rol do love, same as I do." Alice reminds sadly as her lips graze the crown of Robin's head in a dusting of a kiss.

"She can't find out how we did." Robin says panicking now once she remembered a little slip her brother's girlfriend had made when Robin had made a point of helping out at Kala's newest ice cream shop before she'd gotten the call bringing her back into Alice's life. "She's pregnant Alice, early stages so she's barely started showing but if she finds out about Rol like…."

Alice was already moving before Robin had said those confirming words. "I talked Clay into letting her sweeten up a gallery opening today." She reminds following along with a glance towards a somehow intact wall clock "If we hurry, we might catch her before she sees much more than the morning weather report." she says tossing a wadded shirt over once she'd shaken off a covering layer of wood splinters as Robin passed over one of the pairs of paint-splattered jeans spilled from the upended dresser.

What seems like seconds later the two are hastily dressed and racing hand and hand down the building's stairwell toward the waiting motorcycle parked out front.

Robin's hand tightens reflexively around Alice's own at Kala's breathless "Just a sec." call from the back of the shop at the sound of the clanging of the bell as Alice pauses long enough to flip the open sign back to close before allowing Robin to tug her a little farther into the cozy little shop.

"Kal, it's Robin you gotta sec?" Robin called out her words barely covering a not-too-quiet groan from the shop's back room nor the muffled sounds of several sprinkle-packed boxes clattering from their shelves.

Alice's heart breaks a little more at the uneven pause in the other woman's voice.

"Oh. Robin hey. Yeah. It's about time you got here." Kala called back her voice taking on a little more of her normal teasing banter behind the obvious breathless undertone as Robin runs a shaking hand over the frosted front of the front ice cream case. The tremble in her hand had nothing to do with the chill of the glass. "We've been calling both of you for ages."

"Glade to find one of you finally got around to checking your voicemail." Another husker yet familiar tone adds "then again you two did win me a nice sum in the 'will they or won't they' bet a few of us had going." This new voice chuckled. "And I guess you could call this efficient payback considering I did catch the two of you in a similarly compromising position last night."

Alice and Robin share a wide-eyed glance between them both of them hardly daring to breathe let alone trust what their ears and minds were attempting to tell them as the groaning squeaking of the shop's back-room door swings open first to a deeply blushing and visibly 'caught in the act' seeming Kala following by an equally sheepish looking….

"Roland?"

Her not-so-dead elder brother gives a weak smile as he looks them both over taking in the hastily tossed-on clothes and the fact that like Kala's, Alice's borrowed shirt was put on the wrong side out "Hey little sis." He smiles despite the still oozing split in his lower lip not to mention the bloodied wrappings on full glaring display in the hung open shirt Roland, was wearing. "Miss me?"