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Epilogue

The air was hot and humid, wrapping the entire island in what
felt like a warm fuzzy blanket of hot air.�
This day was sunny as it often was on the island.� Per the usual, the foursome had gathered on
the sandy beach as they did nearly every day to enjoy the wide-angle views and
tropical temperatures.

�You know, Amon,� Nagira spoke up, breaking the reverie, �you
could try to blending in a little more by wearing something a more
island-ish.�� He jabbed a finger in
Amon�s direction.�

�I�m fine like this,� he replied with a shrug.� Since coming to the British Virgin Islands,
Amon had insisted on wearing his typical sort of clothing.� Rarely did he ever wear shorts or swimming
trunks in public.� The heat had
eventually force him to wear shorter sleeved shirts, but he still wore the
usual slacks.� Robin was hardly better,
but over time she was gradually wearing what Doujima had deemed more �normal�
attire.� On the other hand, Robin did
overcome her self-consciousness and began wearing bathing suits out on the beach.

�You never should have let her get that tattoo,� Nagira
commented, indicating Robin with his drink.�
The girl was clad in stunning black one-piece suit accentuated with a
blue sarong and currently off in the distance pacing the shoreline.� Doujima had struggled for months to get her
into a two-piece, but to no avail.�
�She�s going to look like one of those Picts soon.�

Amon merely shrugged.�
�Robin wanted them.�� His eyes ran
over the new additions to her body that were visible.

�You�re so whipped,� Nagira snorted.

�And you�re one to talk,� Amon quipped.

�How many does she have now?�
I can�t keep track.�

�Right now, five, but I think there will be a sixth in the
near future.�

�It�s like Pandora�s Box or maybe some sort of repressed
Catholic girl syndrome.�

�I think they look cute,� Doujima cut in.�

In unison, Amon and Nagira rolled their eyes.� �Of course you would,� Nagira said with a
chuckle, �but you don�t appear to have an interest in getting one yourself.�

�Hmm, tattoos are nice, but rings are better.�� She winked as she held up a hand sporting a
well-formed stone.� Doujima turned her
attention to Robin.� �Hey, Robin!� she
yelled as she waved an arm above her head.�
�Come get your drink.�

Robin strolled back over to the group, sitting delicately on
the chair already prepared for her between Nagira and Amon.� Doujima leaned over Nagira and shoved a
bottle of sunscreen in Robin�s face.� She
had lectured the girl many times about the dangers of the sun for people in
general and especially for those as light as Robin.� Obediently, she took the bottle and began
coating herself with the contents.� Amon
watched Robin a moment then quickly volunteered his services to reach the
places she couldn�t and generally use it as an excuse to touch her body.� Too absorbed in his actions, he did not
notice the collective eyes of Doujima and Nagira watching them with interest.

�Jeez Amon,� Nagira remarked as he broke through Amon�s
focused thoughts, �it�s great that you two are together, but you should save
something for your room.�

�At least they�re finally screwing,� Doujima muttered under
her breath.�

After she was well-drenched and nearly pasty white from the
sunscreen, Robin relaxed in her chair and reached for the iced coffee on the
table beside her chair.�

�You could at least try something alcoholic,� Doujima
commented from her seat.

�No need,� Robin replied, smiling contentedly as she took a
deep sip of her drink.� �Coffee suits me
just fine.�

They dissolved into silence, the gentle breeze swirling over
the beach.� The day was absolutely
stunning and should have brought more contentment to the group.� It was a life so many in the world would have
envied.

Nagira sighed in boredom.�
�How long has it been since we first came here?�

�Who knows?� Doujima responded dejectedly with a shrug.

�Approximately five months, one week,� Amon supplied
monotonously.

�Apparently Amon,� Nagira commented drolly.

Silence overtook them again as the glared in unison at the
perfectly blue, endless and boring sky.�

�I thought life in the West Indies would be more interesting,�
Doujima commented irritably.

�It�s very dull,� Robin added.�
She thought for a moment.� �Shouldn�t
we be doing something more important than lying on a beach?�

�Like finding a way to overthrow Solomon?� Nagira suggested.

�Rallying witches together to form a super army?� Doujima
added.

�Let�s not get ahead of ourselves,� Nagira returned.

�Anything but this?� Amon concluded darkly.

The foursome sighed in unison.

Robin sat upright, placing her empty drink back on the small
table.� �I don�t really like this type of
weather.� I prefer a more Mediterranean
climate.�

�I don�t really like this type of tropical climate either,�
Amon agreed.

�I just don�t like hot weather,� Nagira stated
distastefully.� �Interferes greatly with
my coat-wearing time.�

�Well, I like it,� Doujima piped up.� Her resolve wavered.� �I guess it�s only good for a few months out
of the year.�� She glanced about at her
surroundings.� �Actually, the lack of
seasons is rather disturbing.�

�So it�s agreed then,� Nagira said, sitting up.� �Should we go now?�

�As soon as possible,� Amon stated flatly.

�I think I can manage that,� Nagira said with a nod.

The group hurriedly took their leave from the chairs,
gathering their few belongings before heading towards their current place of
residence.� They paused as they realized
Robin still stood by her chair.� They
glanced back to her with questioning looks.

�It�s going to be dangerous,� Robin commented, digging her toe
in the sand.� �Are you sure you want to
do this on my behalf?�

�Life isn�t a lot of fun without some danger,� Nagira
winked.�

At his side, Doujima beamed at her, nodding emphatically.� �Wherever you go, we�ll be there to help
however we can.�

�It will be alright as long as we are together,� Amon said
lowly, extending his hand to her.� She
looked at it, hesitating before she took a hold of it.� He led her down the beach and back towards
the hotel as Doujima and Nagira, walking a few paces ahead, began to argue over
where they should head to first.

�Are you insane?�
Italy will not be in the itinerary anytime in the near
future.� Do you want to be hunted as soon
as we step foot in the country - hey you two, hurry up!�

�It�s a beautiful day,� Robin commented to Amon as they
hurried to catch up, �even if it is too hot here.�

�Yes, it is.�

Robin smiled as she looked up to Amon.� For once, her expression was reassuring.� It told him that whatever the future held,
they would face it together, hand in hand.�

Amon nodded and smiled back.

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