It all seemed so surreal when she woke up the next morning and the first thing she saw when she opened her eyes was her daddy's purple, white and maroon striped waistcoat against the navy backdrop of his shirt. They were in her bedroom on her bed. He was partially sat up with his shoulders pressed against the wall and she was lying against him, her cheek on his chest. His chest rose and fell with every breath as he slept. She could feel the hardness of his chin on top of her head and his arms holding her. Every now and again he would twitch, his nose snuffling as he made small mewling noises. She couldn't help but smile despite how empty she felt inside. When his movements became more pronounced she tried to move herself in an attempt to wake him up but it did little more than cause him to stir before he settled down again. Satisfied that at least for the moment he was sleeping peacefully she closed her eyes.

Though lying there with her eyes closed, remaining still, wrapped in her daddy's arms sleep wouldn't return to her. Her state of consciousness forced her to remember what had happened the night before. Forced her to remember the moment her relationship with Kit collapsed.

Forced her to remember what she'd lost.

Robbie stirred as he felt a patch of wetness on his chest and he brought his hand up to stroke Robyn's hair back. He made himself wake up and whispered softly to her, "Hey kiddo, no more of that. Come on. I didn't even think you had any water left in there."

He smiled slightly as he heard Robyn laugh a little through her tears. He'd been with her most of the night. Both Sportacus' had tried to take over but he'd remained adamant that he wanted to stay with her. He'd been frightened by the depth of her emotion, petrified that she would slip backwards into the world they'd so painstakingly dragged her from. He couldn't see her return to drink or drugs; he couldn't see her not eating. She drew comfort from him in the same way she always had in the times before he'd found out he wasn't her father. They'd had their ups and downs since that time but he realised they'd pulled through them and come out the other side closer.

Unlike her and Kit.

The demise of their relationship saddened him. He'd wanted nothing more than to see them get married. He knew that babies would have been unlikely but they would have tried or adopted. At one time in their lives together they'd been so in love, so strong together facing everything the world threw at them but one side had grown weaker than the other.

Placing a light kiss on top of her head as he brushed her hair back he whispered, "Things will get better kiddo."

She wanted to believe him. She wanted to believe it was true. But she'd always believed her and Kit would be together, she'd always believed he would always stand by her no matter what. She'd always believed what he'd said about never leaving her no matter how hard things got. She'd always believed that he'd love her forever. Now he'd walked away. He'd broken his promises to her as quickly as he'd broken her heart.

Again.

Doctor Cole sat on the sofa as he flicked through channels on Ziggy's TV. He was tired, he wanted to sleep but worry for Robyn and Kit stopped him from closing his eyes for more than five minutes. It had taken some time but eventually Kit had calmed down enough to fall into a fitful sleep. When he woke up he would take him back home to his house in Greentown, he knew that taking Kit away from the situation wouldn't make things better but it would give them a chance to breathe.

Not long after Doctor Cole had left the room he'd woken up. For a few moments he'd laid with his eyes closed, trying to convince himself that he wasn't in Ziggy's bed with sweet wrappers lost in the sheets rustling every time he moved. He tried to convince himself that he was at home and if he just reached his arm out slightly he'd feel Robyn's hand. He tried to convince himself that what he'd done the night before had only been a terrible dream and he was still together with the love of his life. But when he opened his eyes he was in Ziggy's room, the blue bird that had hung on his friend's ceiling since childhood was staring at him. He was in bed alone save for rustling sweet wrappers and a half eaten bar of chocolate under the pillow. He'd ended his relationship with Robyn.

The grazes on his hand and chin would heal but it would be a long time before the wounds he'd inflicted on himself ending his and Robyn's relationship would close. He'd been certain of how he felt when he ended it but the moment she'd placed the rings in his hand a dreadful realisation struck him hard. He still loved her. In his mind he'd been ready to walk away but his heart had secretly hoped she'd fight to keep him, convince him to stay and help them work things out. But by her handing him the rings she'd made his worst nightmare come true and it was all his fault.

There was no going back now.

Robbie shifted himself slightly as he felt Robyn move and looked down at her. For the moment she'd stopped crying but he could still see tears in her sorrowful eyes as melancholy drained her animation from her. He relaxed his arms, allowing her to sit up and change position as she brought her legs round and sat on the edge of the bed. He watched as she stood and walked towards the window, her eyes gazing out over the town. She stepped back slightly as if she'd seen someone and without warning she ran from the room. He tried to get up as fast as he could but he heard the door open and slam shut before he'd made it to the top of the stairs.

It couldn't be happening. He couldn't be leaving. She'd seen him walking with Doctor Cole towards his car as she looked through the window, he looked so sad as he hung back slightly from the Doctor. She knew that he wasn't just seeing the Doctor off; he was going to go with him.

Kit saw her running towards him and stopped short of getting in the car, he held the open door in his hand as his eyes met hers before he looked away. "I'm leaving town." He told her, his voice shaky. "Doc Cole's taking me back to his for a while."

"You're just going to leave? You weren't even going to say goodbye?"

"I couldn't." Kit replied looking back at Robyn.

Robyn dragged her hand over her hair, brushing it back as she looked away from him. She wanted to speak but her throat closed up. Kit's face crumpled as he closed the car door and walked round the car, he couldn't leave her like this. He couldn't go without saying goodbye.

Taking her hand in his he cupped a hand over her chin and moved her head so she was looking at him. He gently hugged her, his lips brushing her ear as he sung softly, "Well baby I've been here before. I know this room, I've walked this floor, I used to live alone before I knew you. And I've seen your flag on the marble arch but love is not a victory march, it's a cold and it's a broken hallelujah."

It tore him as he released her from the hug and walked back to the car. He saw Sportacus running over as he opened the door and climbed inside. He could almost feel Doctor Cole looking at him as he put his seatbelt on.

"Please, let's go." Kit pleaded.

Sighing deeply, Doctor Cole started the engine and pulled away. Sparing a look in his rear view mirror he saw Sportacus scooping Robyn up and carry her back to the house. He tried to stop his own tears from falling as he heard Kit start to cry. There would be a time for his own emotions, right now he had to take care of Kit.

Just like Robyn's family would look after her.