As you all know, I was beyond unhappy with the ending, and so it felt necessary to write a oneshot of what I think could’ve happened after that horrid ending. It personally made it a lot easier to deal with, and I really hope it provides others comfort as it did for me.
This was written quite hastily, which I apologize for. I just wanted to get it up here. Please let me know what you think!
Robin smiled down at the man with the blue French horn. She remembered how he had always loved her, in what, at that point in time, felt like the best possible way. He idealized her. And he didn’t need her to have kids to be happy because he already had two of them. She, or at least the Robin in his head that he had fallen in love with all those years ago, was exactly what he wanted. She needed that. After the time she had spent apart from those who were once her best friends she needed to feel idealized and loved and anything but alone. In that moment, Ted Mosby was exactly who she needed, and like he always had been, he was the perfectly rational choice.
He rushed up to her apartment, kissing her immediately, mirroring their actions from when they had first gotten together with almost too much accuracy. It was Robin who pulled away, even after the years she had spent without any intimacy, the kiss didn’t feel right.
“Ted, we can’t do this.” Tears began to form in her eyes, “I don’t love you anymore, and you don’t love me anymore. We can’t just pretend. We’re not the same people we used to be. And, for a second I think we both thought we could go back in time and be those people because it’d be so much simpler that way, but we have to face the truth. You can’t delete these past years and you can’t delete her death from your memory.”