Robbin woke up to find himself already in Phoenix.
Even though he was conscious that he had been moved, honestly, that shot from Cather still gave him a hell of a time.
Robbin turned his head and saw Bob beside him.
"How come you....."
"The doctor said it was about time for you to wake up, so I've been waiting here," Bob started, "Actually, you should have woken up earlier, but those idiots at Key West delayed your treatment and nearly killed you again."
Robbin looked puzzled, "So, what's happened now?"
"You sure you want to hear all this now?"
Robbin grimaced, "I feel like I've been in a coma for a long time and missed a lot."
"You should thank—no, not thank—after all, if Cather hadn't shot you, you would probably have been back earlier, but it might have been that dead-guy look you had that made those people spare you. Key West Base was wiped out by those people."
Robbin's eyes widened slightly, "What exactly happened?"
