A/N: Hi all! this is my first Afterlife fic! I just want to warn you that this is a Robert/ Barb pairing, which I know isn't a a popular pairing so if you don't like it don't read any further! I just felt that they were perfect for each other, and I don't like Jude. Also in my perfect fanfic world Robert doesn't die, and he isn't sick!! Other than that for those who do read please enjoy the story.

Disclaimer: I do not own anything from Afterlife!


Barbara slumped against the locked bedroom door, and listened to the shouting on the other side. Tears rolled down her cheeks as she tried to walk towards the bed. Her whole body ached, and the pain was unbearable. She couldn't even remember what happened. She didn't know what she had done to make him so mad that he would throw her down a flight of stairs. She didn't know how she had managed to get back up to the bedroom without killing herself. All she knew at that moment was that she needed to get out. Not just out of this house, but out of this relationship.

After finally making it to the bed, she picked up the phone and dialed the first number that came to mind. She waited a few seconds before the familliar voice answered.

"hello?"

"Robert?" Barb said in a shaky voice

"Barb? what is it?"

"I need you to come and get me"

"why? where are you?"

"I'm at home. I'll tell you everything when you get here. Just please hurry" and with that she hung up the phone.

The shouting outside the door stopped. Barbara heard the front door slam, then a car pulling out of the driveway. She stood and limped to the door. She opened it a crack and peered out into the hall. When she was sure it was empty she limped out and slowly made her way down the stairs. When she got to the bottom she couldn't take it anymore and collapsed. The pain just kept getting worse with every breath she took. It felt as if she had been kicked in the ribs by a horse.

She heard another car in the driveway and prayed to god that it was Robert. She heard the front door open and her prayers were answered.

"Barb?" Robert's voice echoed through the big house. Barb began to sob uncontrollably

"R-Robert?" she called weakly "I-I'm in h-here"

Robert appeered in front of her, a shocked look on his face. He came forward and knelt in front of her.

"Barb, what happened?" she opened her mouth to answer him but just sobbed harder. Robert placed his hand on her arm in an attempt to comfort her. Despite the pain, Barbara flung her arms around him and buried her face in his jacket. Robert's arms closed around her and he gently stroked her hair "Barb, tell me what happened" he said gently. She shook her head

"I c-can't. N-not here"

Robert sighed "c'mon then I'll take you to my place" he said as he helped her to stand. As soon as he got her up, she gasped and fell right back down.

"I can't walk. It's hurts to much" she sobbed. Robert bent and scooped her up into his arms. Instinctively she wrapped her arms around his neck.

Robert carried Barbara out to the his car and sat her in the passenger seat. She stared into space while they derived. Robert kept giving her quick glances, to make sure that she was alright.

"Peter did this to me" Barb said suddenly as Robert parked. Peter and her had been together for one year. At first he was very kind and affectionate. About five months after they had started dating he started becoming violent. It only got worse as the months went on, and she found that she couldn't leave him.

Robert looked at her "Barb why don't you just leave the wanker?"

"because I can't"

"why not? and don't tell me it's because you love him" Barb shook her head. "then why?" Robert asked sternly

She looked at him "Because I'm afraid to!"


A/N: so what do you think? It's hard writing beginnings! anyway R&R plz! love you all!