(A/N: Well here we have it, the last chapter. I don’t own the series, but I will not stop writing fanfiction. Ok, on with the show, by the way, three more months have gone by.)

Chapter 6—Going Away

For a long moment, Amon felt cold and empty, his grey eyes hard as they stared at the ceiling, accusation written across his face in deep long-practiced lines and creases. The same dream, the one that still haunted him and made him wake up in a cold sweat; it nearly drove him mad on a regular basis to think about it, to experience it. But he knew, deep in his heart he knew that he and Robin had escaped his mother’s fate, neither of them were going to lose control of their powers. It had taken him most of the six months since awakening to realize that, but Robin had been with him all along, never once giving up on him.

He glanced to the side, and smiled as his eyes fixed on her pale face, tonight she was sleeping peacefully. Though she was just now 18, she had been ending up in his bed for the last six months. Her dreams left her screaming and upset to the point that she would crawl, still sobbing, into his bed like a child. Never once had he deterred her, allowing her to steal his pillows and his blankets, until he was lying on a flat mattress with only the top sheet to cover up with. It was just how he was though.

She rolled against his chest and after a moment her eyes opened, he smiled for her, but she saw the recent tear stains on his cheeks. Always, she knew him better than anyone, even without his telepathic abilities, she was inside his mind. So, she put her arms around him and rested her head on his chest, causing him to sigh contentedly, the ceiling no longer the fixation of his musings. Gently, he ran his fingers through her hair, glancing over at the clock on his nightstand; a smile came over his face as he realized what day it was.

“Robin?” he whispered delicately, and she looked up at him, her large eyes shining with love, she always got like that when he said her name. She propped herself up on her elbows to look at him.

“Yes, Amon?” she breathed, part of her hoping that he wasn’t asking her to leave, and the other part yelling at her, telling her that such a thing had never happened before and it wouldn’t happen now. Amon just smiled wider, his grey eyes seeming to sparkle, even in the dim light from the moon and street lamps.

“Do you know how much I love you?” he asked softly and pulled her into a sitting position. She giggled, he had done this before, and he was constantly trying to remind her that he loved her. Smiling at him she touched his face and kissed his cheeks.

“You tell me every day darling, and I love you just as much,” she whispered in reply, her voice was gentle, calming, Amon almost didn’t want to say anything more. But he knew that it was what he wanted, and he had to find out if she felt the same way, he just had to know. So no hesitation he reached behind himself and pulled a small black box into his hand, concealing the move from Robin expertly.

“I do love you Robin, and I wanted to wish you a happy birthday. I’ve wanted to ask you for so long now, Robin, would you do me the honor of marrying me?” Amon whispered in her ear, his arms around her front as he opened the box to reveal the ring. She let out a gasp and turned to meet his eyes, searching for an answer as to whether or no he was joking. But she saw only love and longing in his eyes.

“Oh, Amon, of course,” she whispered and hugged him once he had slipped the ring on his finger. He laughed gently, hugging her to himself and sighing contentedly. She kissed him on the cheeks and then he captured her lips. It was the happiest moment of his life, he decided and grinned widely, his eyes fixed on hers. He really did love her with all of his heart, and nothing was going to keep him from standing beside her for the rest of his life.

“We can spend the rest of our lives together, my dear, wonderful Robin,” he breathed, his eyes reflecting her joy. Neither of them had ever really known such pure happiness in nearly all of the last three years, but they were glad to have found it in each other.

“I wouldn’t have it any other way. You’re so wonderful Amon, how did you ever plan this without my knowing?” she asked softly and he grinned. Pressing a kiss to her lips, he brushed her hair out of her eyes and thought of whether or not to tell her. But the squeal of the communicator prevented him from saying another word on the subject. What could possibly be the reason for the late night call? Amon checked the display ‘Raven’s Flat team meeting’ was all that it said. The number had been from one of the computers inside the building; so he couldn’t understand it, not even Michael stayed there anymore.

No less cheerful they were out of their pajamas and into their work clothes in just a few minutes. Robin emerged from her bedroom (Amon had long since stopped calling it the guest bedroom) and smiled at him, the ring remained on her finger, and she did not put her gloves on. Gently he hugged and kissed her, feeling a little more like a real boyfriend when she smiled back at him. Perhaps it was because in both of their minds, they knew it was finally okay to be together, and okay for them to stop holding back on things that could otherwise get Amon in big trouble. Robin though, knew that it would be their wedding night before such a proper man as Amon would allow them to do anything. It made her feel a little better to know that he didn’t hold what had happened against her in any way.

“I wonder what the meeting is about,” Robin mused, Amon shrugged, his eyes fixed on the road with concentration, the traffic was light though because it was 3am and no one was really on the road at such an hour. He very rarely spoke when they were driving, but it wasn’t because he was mad or didn’t want to talk to her, he just didn’t like the distraction.

“Well everyone is here,” Amon said as they pulled into the parking garage. It was confusing; most of them wouldn’t have been there until at least 10am, so something had to be really wrong. He pulled her into his arms as they entered the elevator, pushing ‘5’ on the key panel to go up to their workspace.

“Surprise!” the chorus of voices crashed against them as the elevator doors opened. Banners proclaiming ‘Happy Birthday Robin’ were taped up everywhere and someone had gotten a lot of balloons. Robin was giggling like a little kid as she looked around the room. She turned to Amon, expecting him to have had something to do with it, but he just shook his head and smiled.

“Well you’re finally 18 Robin. We all got you a little something to celebrate,” Karasuma said softly, a motherly glow in her eyes. Robin blinked in confusion as a pair of plane tickets was passed into her hands. She looked at her friends and smiled, they were sending her (and probably Amon) to Italy.

“Th…thank you,” she whispered, her eyes clouding with tears at the gesture. But the present giving wasn’t done. Robin soon received a coffee assortment from a blushing Sakaki, and a couple of day passes to a Tuscan spa from Doujima.

“Well, we hate to cut the party short…But you two have a plane to catch,” Michael said after everyone had stuffed themselves on doughnuts. It was 6am by that point and Robin was well aware that Michael had organized the whole thing. The tickets said 10am, but they had to pack, so Amon understood.

“Thanks everyone. This was the most amazing birthday ever,” Robin said softly, meeting everyone’s gaze before she turned to Amon’s arms and was led back into the elevator. She knew her friends loved her, and she was going to Italy with the man she loved who had just asked her to marry him. Life was perfect.

(A/N: Well that’s all folks. I hope you liked my little story. Please review, I live on constructive criticism.)