Allen accepted the business card and looked at it, unwilling for the moment to even glance in the direction of his parents. He hated lying to them - he and Robin had always been as honest as they could with their family - and a lie this big was hard to cover up. After a second he tucked the card into his pocket and watched the Doctor walk back to the TARDIS.<br/><br/>"Rex Matheson works for Torchwood America," Strax said. "We should contact him as soon as possible. He will give you cover identities and I believe the Doctor wants you to work for them as well." Rita and Dennis seemed not to be paying attention, just holding each other. Finally, they began walking slowly back toward their house, tears still falling.<br/><br/>"Come on Strax," Allen said, his head hanging. "We can get everything set up."<br/><br/>---<br/><br/>Robin looked up as the Doctor entered. The first thing she noticed was that he seemed to be wearing a smile that was quite similar to hers... Falsely cheerful. She sighed, hating that she'd done this to him, to make him so sad. There was nothing easy about being a Time Lord, and Robin was now learning firsthand. A slightly more genuine smile touched her lips as she listened to the TARDIS make her noise. When the Doctor commented on what she was wearing she jumped up.<br/><br/>"Like it?" she asked, twirling. "I think it's flattering. But I agree, I think we can stall a bit. But don't you also need to go back and deliver all those sort of cryptic messages everyone was repeating? And I don't know why but I'm feeling... a little... tired..." Suddenly her eyes drooped and she fell, completely exhausted and almost immediately asleep.