Robert gave a soft moan as he turned in his bed in the morning, listening to Cassie bang at his door. He also didn't like the intense pain that he had in his side, but he was sure it wasn't infected. He was still in his Robin Hood attire--well, his bottom half at least. He didn't move when she said that he was going to be late, but what did get his full attention was the second thing she said. Marian likes him? He leapt off his bed (ignoring the pain), and opened the door. "How do you know this stuff? How do you even know my schedule?" Robert asked her, Cassie simply shrugged. "Its pretty obvious, Robin. and you always leave the house at 8, which means that you have to work at 9 to get there in time." She concluded, eyebrows raised as if he was going to ask her to join the Merry Men that second. Robert closed his door, and made his way in to the bathroom. After a while Robert eventually came out of his room in a nice fitting suit, a dark green shirt underneath and a black tie. His hair was neatly done, his eyes were baggy and sleepless, but that's what you get for not only being a vigilante, but a lawyer. He walked to the kitchen to find coffee already waiting for him, and Little John. "What the hell happened, Rob?" He asked. "I complication. Ask Cassie." Robert said as he chugged the coffee, searching the pantry for any sort of food. "How bad did they get you?" John asked. "Pretty good, but Tuck was able to get the bullet out of me." Robert replied. "I got some stitches, and its bandaged up. Hurts like hell, but I'll get through the day." He added, chowing down on a pop tart. "Gwen gathered a few of the tech guys and made sure that no one found out about Cassie and Marian." John began. "Good, we don't need Marian getting investigated, and the police trying to take away Cassie... Tell them thanks for me... and thank you for not beating the crap outta me." Robert added, walking for his suit case. "You're lucky you've been shot or else I would." "I'll try to settle things in the law firm. I bet Gibson's all giddy about the news." Robert said with a sigh. "I'll talk to you later when I get back." He said to Cassie. "That's right, little lady. You're under house arrest." John said, puffing out his chest. "Uncle Rob, I can help--" "Goodbye!" Robert said before closing the door. ---- [i]"No need to worry about me. I've never felt better."[/i] Was Robin's reply to Marian's text. When he saw that he got one, he smirked a bit. He didn't forget what Cassie said about her liking Robert--well, Robin Hood, but he was the same guy! He didn't want her to text him during the day just in case something happened, but he also didn't want to make her worry. So that was the best response in his eyes. "Locksley!" Robert sighed. He literally just limped in to the firm, and now he had to act like he wasn't shot. He stood up right, pretending to look up from something busy to see Guy walking towards him. "We got some blood samples from the shootout." Guy said. Robert wanted to say that Robin Hood never fired a shot, but he held it back. "yeah? That's great!" Robert said with a smile, walking to his office. "Once the results get in, we just need to arrest the guy." But he knew the results wouldn't come in. He knew the small amount of blood would be gone in some "freak accident". "If all else fails, we checked every hospital for a guy with a gun wound. We've narrowed down the searches, and sent the profiles to you to examine. At this time you know more about this guy than any of us." Gibson said. "Keep me updated though." And with that he was off, making a phone call. He was sure that he got yelled at for not catching the guy when surrounded by cops, but he didn't let it show. He was determined to find him. Poor, naive Guy. He started limping again to release the pain as he was walking alone, but then put up the act again while passing Marian's office, giving a small smile and nod as he passed, then continuing to limp to his office. It was time to get to work.