A/N: Please excuse the giant wait. I'll try not for it to happen again. Life just got hectic and… bleh. This is more to bring it back, so please excuse the quality and random time skip/super lame middle scene, and length of the chapter. I'll get to the rest of it soon.

The week after flew by for everyone. In Don and Robin's case, it was three dates, apartment hunting on Robin's part with Don tagging along, the best New Years kiss either of them had in a couple of years, and several make out sessions- two of which both Adam and Danny walked in on. While Adam voiced his protest in garbled syllables before covering his eyes and moving to the next room, Danny just winked at them and offered a thumbs up before following the younger man.

For their fourth date, Don had reluctantly agreed to go to Paulo's restaurant again with her. He wasn't thrilled at all, being that their first date that they spent there consisted of him and Robin trying to carry on a conversation with Paulo and staring them down from the corner the whole time. Both chefs had the excuse that Adam put them up to playing chaperone for the date. Don took the excuse, but he was still put off by Adam still not trusting him with his older sister. Then again, it had been ages since he had made it to the fourth date with any girl he showed interest in as of late, so he was willing to be open. That alone had him waiting in front of Adam's door at seven at night.

"She's finishing up gettin' pretty for ya." Adam reported as he opened the door. "Come on in, sit." He motioned for him to come in.

Don nodded and walked in. He barely had time to so much as get to the couch before Robin came out of the bathroom, fiddling with her ponytail. She dropped it when she spotted Don. "Oh, hey, didn't expect you to be here so soon."

Don smirked. "What, you still don't know I'm punctual?" He proceeded to check her out in the little black dress she was wearing and winked at her. "Hey." He pulled her close and kissed her.

Adam rolled his eyes. "Okay, that's enough, you two. I let you in, but that's where I draw the line. Get lost."

Don mock-saluted, then headed out the door.

Robin kissed her brother on the cheek. "See ya later." She hurried after Don. He turned to let her catch up, and when she did, she hooked her fingers in his shirt collar and pulled down so she could kiss him. "Since my brother interrupted us saying 'hi'…"

"You won't hear me complaining." Don replied, taking her hand in his. "So, we goin' back to Paulo's?" He asked as they made it out of the building.

Robin laughed. "Your call, now. I won't put you through it again."

"Good. Then my turn. Come on." Don took her hand and started leading her down the stairs.

"Where are we headed?" Robin asked.

"Hey, you got a friend connection in the food business, I have a family friend in one. Pure American though. No fancy Italian."

"I'm a little afraid of this place if Paulo's is 'fancy' in your book."

"It's fine. Come on, trust me." Don grabbed her hand and tugged on her hand to get her to speed up her pace. "Hey, it's better than the dirty water hot dog I bought you when you first came here."

"Still not sure."

"Come on, Phoenix."

"That's hotter when Danny calls me it."

"Oh, that's just plain low."

After dinner, the closed, Robin burst out laughing. "Interesting friends. That's all I can say. Now I see where the personality comes from, though."

"Learned from the best, and Bobby, Louise and Trent are definitely some of the best."

"I'll bet." Robin leaned into him, and then glanced behind her. She had noticed someone trailing them a while back after they had left the restaurant. She had brushed it off at first- New York City was both big and small, the guy could've been heading to his apartment by Don's, but she had started to notice him stopping and trying to disappear into the crowd when they stopped for various reasons. He kept back a block, and she had to wonder if he was going to try anything.

"Robbie…!"

Robin glanced at Don, and saw he was he was staring at her with an eyebrow raised. "What…?"

Don smiled. "You zoned out on me there. Everything okay?"

Robin laughed, sparing another glance behind them. Their follower had stopped again. Was he one of the ones who was after her? Had he seen Don's face? He was probably after her, but what about him? What would happen if he went after her any moment? "I uh… fine."

Don frowned, but dropped it for the moment, then motioned at the apartment complex next to them. "Alright, well, here I am. You good on your own to get to Adam's or Amber's or…?"

"I um…" She glanced behind them again, and when Don went to follow suit, she launched herself at him and kissed him hard to stop him. She tried not to sigh in relief when it got the job done. Great. Now that all that was left was keeping it up. She let go of him.

Don pulled back and put her at arm's length. "Not that I'm complainin', Babe, but…"

"What if I didn't exactly didn't want to go back tonight?" Robin asked, stepping closer again and bit her lip.

The lightbulb seemed to go off in Don's head. His frown turned into a smirk. "Seriously… you mean?"

"I mean," Robin nodded, then offered a reassuring smile.

Don's smirk only grew, figuring her uneasiness had been dropping that suggestion on him. "Then who am I to deny a girl a request, huh?" He pulled her in for another kiss, then took her hand and led her inside.

The next morning, Don woke up at the sound of his phone ringing. He glanced to the side to find his jeans on the floor, then pulled them over to pick up his phone and answer it. "Flack,"

"Flack? Flack! Is Robbie with you?"

Don sat up. "Adam?"

"Yeah, Flack, please tell me Robin's with you. Just… Oh God please. I don't really wanna know the details if she is, but please tell me she's with you. Please"

Don squeezed his eyes shut, trying to sort out whether it was just his mind still waking up or if Adam was as panicked as he sounded. "Yeah, Ad, she's…" He looked to the side at where she had been laying last he checked. "Uh…" He glanced back at his nightstand. The clock read noon. "Hold on, buddy." He pulled himself out of bed, then got up to check in the kitchen to no avail, and the same went for the bathroom. "No, no she's not…" He went back into the kitchen, then spotted a note on the counter. "Oh, hold on…"

Don-
Sorry I'm not gonna be there when you wake up, but Amber got a text from me to go do some emergency girl talk at her place. Be back asap. Promise.

-Robbie

Don sighed. "There's a note here. She said she's at Amber's place."

"Oh, oh God. Well, she's not."

Don shook his head. Yeah, he sounded panicked. "Adam, slow down, how do you know that? Is everything okay?"

"Uh, no, Flack. No it's not, because Robin's not at Amber's place, Flack. I am, and so is Amber's dead goddamn body!"

Don frowned and narrowed his eyes. "What…?"

"Amber's dead, Flack. The team and I are here, and I'm twenty feet away from her body that has a knife sticking out of her throat, and now… she was supposed to come here? I… oh God. Where is she…?" Adam broke off in a whimper.

Don's heart sunk and he turned on his heel to start gathering clothes to put on. "Hold on. Have you tried calling her…?"

"OF COURSE I'VE TRIED FUCKING CALLING HER!"

Don flinched. He had never heard Adam curse ever. Sure, it was clearly a stupid question, but he was just trying to understand now. "Adam, just… hang in there. I' on my way…" He pulled his shoes on.

After a moment, Adam finally seemed to control his breathing. "… Please check Paulo's, just in case?"

"Yeah, course. Adam? Just… we'll figure this out, alright? Maybe everything's okay."

"How can it be okay when Amber's dead and you just told me that my sister got a text to go to her place and there are crazy people out for blood after her?" Adam demanded, but once again, he sounded absolutely petrified.

"Adam, it… … I'll be there soon, alright? Take a couple of deep breaths."

"… Did nothing that I just said get through to you?"

"Adam, I'm hanging up now. I'll go check Paulo's, then I'll be right over."

"… Yeah, yeah."

Don heard the other line go dead, then inhaled sharply. He got all of his things that he needed, then practically threw open the door, nearly colliding with two people in the process. He was about to push off and mutter an apology before one of them caught his arm.

"Wait, Detective Flack!"

Don turned back to the two, then recognized the pair as the two he had been sent after. "Paulo? … Stefan?"

"Just Steve," Steve corrected. "Robin's in trouble." He forced out.

Don took another deep breath. "What do you two know? And how'd you know I life here?"

"She got shove into car by due uomini," Paulo replied hurriedly.

"And Robin told us a little while back." Steve added. "Do you and your people know anything?"

Don put his hands up. "Hold on," He looked at Steve. "Alright, due I know- it means two, but… uo…?"

"Men," Steve explained. "We were on our way to the place we usually get some of our supplies from, and we just happened to see her, and…"

Don waved his hands. "Save it. Both of you come with me."

"Where to?" Steve asked.

"Crime scene. One of Robin's friends has been murdered." Don explained, then pushed past them and motioned for them to follow.

Steve did, doing a quick translation for Paulo as he did so, seeing the man looked confused. "So what's the plan?" He asked after a moment.

"Well, you're gonna come and give statements, and we're gonna find out what the Hell is going on."