Once Barney asked us to take him home, the four of us went over to him to give him a hug. Afterward, Robin and Lily guided him toward the door, while Marshall and I rushed over to the room's closet and grabbed as many of Barney's suits as we could. Then, we followed after them.
When we got outside the hotel, we saw that Ranjit was still parked out front waiting for us to come back, thanks to Marshall, who quickly rushed over before we entered and asked him to do so. As Marshall and I were tossing the suits into the trunk, Robin opened the car door and she and Lily were about to gently help Barney inside, since he was moving stiffly and slowly from the pain he was feeling. However, we were all interrupted by someone walking toward us.
"Hello Robin," Kevin said as he unexpectedly ran into us.
"Kevin, what are you doing here?" she asked as she was stunned to have run into him again.
Kevin answered, "I was on my way to meet a friend for lunch at the bistro next door. What about you?"
Barney was watching the awkwardness between Robin and the man, who just walked up to them, until Lily gently pushed him forward and helped him get inside the car, while Marshall and I moved to stand beside Robin in order to defend her in case she needed us.
Robin looked over at the car toward Barney and then back at Kevin as she replied, "It's a long story. We've got to go."
"Can I speak with you for a minute?" Kevin asked as Robin was about to get into the car.
"Guys, I'll catch a cab and join you guys shortly," she said to us as she turned away from the car and walked over toward Kevin. "I am just going to hear him out."
I asked her, "Are you sure you want to do this."
Robin turned to me and patted me on the cheek as she responded, "I promise I won't be long. Take care of him for me?"
"You got it," Marshall answered as he and I turned to get in the car.
As we all drove away, Robin and Kevin began to walk farther down the street and stopped once they reached the bistro, where Kevin was planning on meeting up with whoever it was he was waiting for. Neither one of them were sure on how to brake the awkward silence that was between them.
"What am I doing here, Kevin?" she suddenly asked bitterly. "I mean, what's on your mind? Shouldn't you be going inside to see if your friend is here yet?"
Kevin smiled as he replied, "I am actually here early and my old college professor from Harvard always has a tendency to run late. How are you doing?"
Annoyed, Robin roughly asked again, "Is that all you wanted? I am in the middle of taking care of something very important."
"Look, I'm sorry," Kevin responded. "I just don't think I'll get the chance to see you again and I wanted to see how you were doing? I see that you found Barney. Have you told him how you feel about him yet?"
"I should have known that was all you wanted to know," Robin said angrily. "Dang it, Kevin! Why can't you just… I'm sorry. I'm just frustrated. Things have been rough since…"
Kevin finished for her as he continued, "Since Barney disappeared."
Robin nodded and answered, "Yes and no, I haven't told him how I feel about him yet. A lot has happened and I haven't found the right time to talk with him. It's complicated."
"I noticed the sling on his arm and the nasty looking wound on the side of his head," he replied. "Is he all right?"
"No, not really," Robin struggled to respond. "I mean, he's all right physically for now, but before he could disappear for good, he was… he was shot; twice, once in the chest near his right shoulder and on the left side of his head. He doesn't remember anything; not about himself and nothing about us. He was in a coma in the hospital all alone for a month before we knew where he was. He only woke up a few nights ago. Things have been really hard."
Shocked, Kevin said, "Oh my God. I'm so sorry, Robin. What happened?"
Robin answered, "As I said, it's complicated. Barney was defending a woman from a psycho drunk, who later shot him for it. Thankfully, the scumbag is in prison now."
"Listen, I know that I'm not exactly the wisest choice, but as a therapist, I could help him, if you would like me to," Kevin offered sincerely. "I owe you. If it weren't for what I had done, none of this probably would've happened."
"Thanks, but as you said, I don't think that's a very good idea," Robin replied as she hailed a taxi. "Your professor friend is going to be here any minute and I've got to get going. I hope you're doing well. Good bye, Kevin."
Kevin responded as she got inside the taxi as it pulled over for her, "Good bye, Robin."
As we were driving toward Barney's apartment, we all remained silent, not wanting to say anything about Kevin in front of Barney, as Kevin was the one responsible for beginning this whole mess. However, Barney could sense how uncomfortable everyone had become and knew that something was bothering them.
He spoke up first saying, "Is everything all right? Who was that guy and why the uncomfortable silence?"
"I wouldn't worry about it," I responded in hopes that he would drop it. "Kevin was an old friend, whom we've recently had a falling out with. It's a long story. Don't worry about."
"Are he and Robin dating?" Barney asked again.
This time, Marshall was the one who spoke up as he answered, "They used to, but not anymore. He hurt her."
Lily awkwardly continued, "Someone else she cares about got hurt because of him and, uh… I think she just went to speak with him so that she can finally put it all behind her. I mean…"
"Is there something I'm not getting here?" Barney asked as he felt their frustration as they tried to explain.
"Barney, listen," I replied. "There's something important you need to know, but it's not up to us to tell you. It's something only Robin can explain, but we believe she's waiting until you're really up to it. I mean, you've been through a lot and you need time to heal."
Barney smiled sadly, then turned to look out the window as the car suddenly came to a stop and asked, "This is where I live?"
I gently placed my hand over his good shoulder as we looked up at the skyscraper in front of us and answered, "Welcome home, Buddy. Welcome home."