-1Hour 1

Metro Court Restaurant

The hospital benefit was in full swing by the time Alan and Robin made it to the Metro Court. There was a difficult case concerning a child that Alan wanted Robin's opinion on. Entering the party they smiled at each other and parted ways. Robin to her cousins and Patrick, Alan to Monica and Emily.

"Hey you made it." Monica gave her husband a hug and a kiss. "I was getting worried."

"Sorry, there was a case at the hospital that needed to be resolved tonight. Robin consulted, so it will all work out."

"That's good. Jax was just about to make the announcements about donations. Do you have a speech prepared?"

"Always my love." he smiled at Monica.

The party guests were socializing amongst each other. Some of the most notable faces of Port Charles were in attendance tonight. Carly and Jax were talking to waiters near the kitchen door. Jason, Sam, and Sonny were talking over by the fireplace. Liz, Lucky, Lulu, and Luke, were sitting at a table. Luke however, looked like he was already thinking about leaving, but then Tracy shot him a look from her corner. Emily and Nikolas were sitting already drinking wine with Alexis, and Mike was trying encourage Bobby to have a dance with him.

"How did the consult with Alan go?" Patrick asked Robin as she reached out and grabbed some Champaign from a passing tray.

"Well, I will probably be seeing her again, but for now, both her and her parents seem to believe that just because their daughter has HIV, doesn't mean she can't have a life. We mostly talked about the different cocktails and possibilities." Robin downed her Champaign in one shot. It never got easier. Knowing what she herself had gone through, and then having to tell others that they will have to go through it too. For healthy patients living with HIV, the mental issues come before any physical ones.

"Well for tonight, we are just going to have fun, and not think about the looming illness's and deaths that await us tomorrow. " Patrick responded. Robin however, still did not look relaxed. Actually, she looked tense and started to look around.

"Robin?" Patrick asked, trying to get her attention.

"Something's wrong." Robin replied walking away from Patrick. She started to walk around the room calmly, trying to pin point where the feeling of dread was coming from.

Jason noticed Robin wandering around the room obviously trying to figure out something. It wasn't often that he had seen that look on her face, but when he did, it usually wasn't good.

"Something's wrong." Jason whispered to Sonny.

"What?" Sonny leaned in for Jason to whisper.

Jason still had his eyes focused on Robin as she stopped to think. "I don't know, but I think something is about to happen, and it's not good."

From across the room, Robin and Jason locked eyes and he nodded his head. Even though her feeling hasn't been resolved, it was somewhat subdued by the reassurance that Jason realized it too. As she made her way over to Jason and Sonny, the elevators opened, and a cold shiver went down her back. There with a small army of nine masked men with automatic weapons, was Grant Putnam, unmasked with an evil smirk on his face. Robin smoothly reached the table with Alexis, Emily, and Nikolas and sat down. In the time it took for the men to come off the elevator, the guests to scream or gasp, Robin expertly grabbed the reading glasses from Alexis purse and tied her hair back. She sat there looking calm, but her heart was pounding against her chest wall.

"Good evening, Port Charles. It is so great to be home!" Grant exclaimed holding his weapon in the air while his men secured the elevator and stairwell. "Now I know you don't know me, but we are going to old friends by the end of this night. You may all sit down in the closest chair. While my men make sure none of you try anything heroic." Grant looked around the room, but didn't take notice of Robin. He did however, take notice of the Quartermaines sitting at their table.

"Oh, how nice to see you all again. I was hoping you would be here tonight." Grant said to Alan, Monica, and Edward. Ned was not sure he knew what was going on.

"Who let you out of the Looney bin, Grant?" Edward said forcefully.

"Ah Edward. You know my type, can't keep us locked up for long. But like a nice wine hidden away in a cellar, I aged gracefully. Can't say the same about some of you though." Addressing Alan and Monica.

"What do you want?" Alan asked.

"I'm not sure yet Alan, but when I do, you all will be the first to know."

Grant left the table to talk with one of his men. "My men will be coming around the room. I want all cell phones, possible weapons and jewelry. They will search you, so if some of you pretty ladies don't want to be touched, I would do as they say." Grant walked over to the bar.

"What does he mean he doesn't know?" Ned asked.

"Grant Putnam is a crazy lunatic who doesn't have to have a reason to do anything. I wonder how he got out?" Monica asked looking around.

"I don't know, but where's Robin?" Alan asked.

Edward spotted her over with Alexis. "She's over at the Cassadine table. Looks like she's still a smart little cookie. Last I saw, she didn't wear glasses."

Alan gave a sigh of relief. "At least she is smart enough to try and stay unnoticed, unlike some…." the Quartermaines turned to watch Carly try to mouth of at Grant.

"Who do you think you are, coming in here and disrupting my Hotel. Do you know who I am!" Carly spat in his face. Jax was by her side, trying to get her away from the intruder. She however, would not listen.

"So sorry, but no I don't know who you are, and I can assure you, it would make no difference." Grant answered, then quickly grabbed Carly by the neck with his arm and placed her in front of him like a shield. One of his men kept a gun on Jax to keep him back, and another had to push Sonny back into his seat. While applying pressure to choke her, Grant once again looked at the Quartermaine table. "Now would you please tell this little troublemaker that I have no problems with hurting or killing a woman."

Alan looked at Grant and then at Carly. "Do as he says Carly. You wouldn't be the first woman he has tried to kill or has killed in this town." Carly stopped struggling for the moment and Grant pushed her towards Jax. Grant went back to pouring himself a Brandy from the bar.

"You're a psychopath." Carly gasped, trying to catch her breath.

"I'm not a psychopath. I'm a sociopath. There's a difference. See, a psychopath is insane. He can't distinguish between wrong and right. A sociopath knows the difference. He just doesn't have a conscience, you know? So he doesn't care." Grant answered taking a sip from his Brandy. "I have missed a good liquor." He looked back at Carly and smirked. "You however, I will rightly judge, are a psychopath. You also have the look in your eyes of time in a mental hospital yourself. Am I right?"

"I thought you said you didn't know me?" Carly was finally feeling fear.

"I don't. But I know many people like you. Now, enough small talk. Let's find out who I have the pleasure of doing business with this evening. One by one, I want you all to tell me and my men your names. Lets start over here." Grant pointed at the Cassadine table.

They all looked at each other and Nicolas nodded his head. "Nikolas Cassadine…Emily Quartermaine."

"Another Quartermaine and the Cassadines in attendance. This will be fun. Please continue." he said, eyeing Robin at the table with a little suspicion. "Bianca Morgan" Robin replied with a perfect French accent, catching the attention of the others in the room, especially Jason and Patrick. Grant studied her closely for a moment and then looked to Alexis. "Alexis Davis, she answered.

"Good we shall continue to the next table." Grant said walking over to the Spencer table.

Nikolas, Emily, and Alexis looked at Robin, but she just slightly shook her head and watched Grant.

"Lulu Spencer, Luke Spencer, Bobby Spencer, Mike Corbin, Lucky Spencer, Elizabeth Webber Spencer."

Grant smiled at Luke. "Luke. So glad you could make it. You are one of the people I was hoping to see."

"Grant Putnam. I'd say you are a sight for sore eyes, but then I would be lying." Luke replied.

"Heard you had fun with Faison the last time he was around Port Charles."

"Didn't end well for him."

Grant turned to the other person at the table he recognized.

"Ah, Bobby. How nice to see you." Grant smiled at Anna Devane's friend.

"Can't say I feel the same at seeing you Grant. But you never were one for pleasantries."

Bobby replied.

Grant just smirked and continued on to the next table. "And who might you three be?"

"Sonny Corinthros, Sam McCall, Jason Morgan."

"Morgan? Any relation to the beautiful Bianca over at the Cassadine table?"

Robin and Jason locked eye's. "She's my wife." Jason lied. Patrick closed his eyes over at the next table.

"What a lucky man you are then. Morgan, Morgan, Morgan." Grant chanted in thought. "That wouldn't be the Morgan's related to the Quartermaines would it?"

Jason looked over to the Quatermaine table. "Lila Quartermaine is my grandmother."

"And that would make you Jason Quatermaine. You were at boarding school the last time I was in town."

"Sorry to have missed it." Jason dryly replied.

"No worries. We have tonight. Moving on."

Grant walked over to the next table, which held familiar names, but not faces.

"Patrick Drake, Noah Drake, Tracy Quartermaine."

"Tracy of course. They ever elusive Quartermaine. And Noah Drake, your reputation proceeds you."

"As does yours." Tracy sneered.

At the last table, Grant stopped at the younger generation. "Ah children, your names please?"

"Georgie Jones, Maxie Jones, Dillon Hornsby Quartermaine."

Grant just looked at the girls and then turned back to the first hostage to cause trouble.

"Since I did take everyone else's name, I guess you can tell me who you are now." Grant told Carly and Jax.

"Jasper Jax."

Carly just continued to stand there looking at Grant.

"Really. Are you going to be stupid enough to make me wait all night? I could just shoot you, then it wouldn't even matter." he replied holding his gun on Carly.

"Carly Corinthros." She replied since Sonny was her longest marriage of her three that resulted in other last names.

"Thank you. Now here is what I want everyone to do. I would like the Quartermaines and Spencer's to remain on that side of the room. Anyone else, please move to this side of the room. Except the Jones girls of course."

Robin looked worriedly at her cousins who were moving towards the fireplace end of the dining hall as she herself made it over to the opposite side of the room. Before she could get there however, Grant crabbed her by the arm. "You are a Quartermaine by marriage, so you belong on the other side of the room dear." Grant took the time to look Robin in the eyes and stared in thought. "What's your maiden name?"

Robin glared at the man. "Soltine." she replied changing the last letter of the last name of her Grandmother and the old woman he killed. Grant pulled her closer, almost intimately. Robin held the stare, not wanting him to know she both hated and feared him.

"I like your wife Morgan." Grant stated without looking at Jason. "Maybe I will keep her in my company." Alan, Monica, Bobby, and Edward all looked apprehensive, while Jason looked on with anger and murder in his eyes.

"Just leave her alone. She isn't who you want." Jason reasoned. Not knowing that she was someone Grant Putnam was interested in seeing again.

"Oh I think I could want her." Grant said. "She does remind me of someone though." Grant released Robin who shakily made her way over to sit between Jason and Alan. Jason looked at her with a reassuring expression, but Alan wrapped his arm around her and brought her closer to his side. Jason would protect Robin with his life if he had too. Alan knew that. He also knew however, that there was more going on here then Robin being held hostage by a random man, as Jason probably thought.

"You ok?" Jason asked Robin, who was resting her head on Alan's shoulder with her eyes wide open, staring at nothing.

Robin just nodded her head.

Bobby scooted closer to Alan, Jason, Monica, and Robin. "Jason, whatever you do, that man can not find out who Robin is." she stated. Bobby placed her hand on Robin's head and spoke low. "Hey honey, why don't you sit behind us all against the wall. It will keep you out of site." Robin didn't reply.

Jason looked on concerned. He snuck a look over at Putnam who was instructing his men to tie up everyone on the other side of the room, and then back at Robin and his father. "What's wrong with her. She was fine a minute ago."

"She'll be ok." Alan replied softly, more to the young woman resting on his should then Jason. "She's just adjusting. Give her a few minutes."

"Alan, I have seen her in worse situations. She has never gone into shock like this before." Jason pleaded.

"Jason, just let Alan handle it." Monica said trying to calm her son.

"Jason, I know Robin is strong. She has adjusted and overcome a lot of pain in her life." Bobby said. "But that man over there…" she nodded towards Grant Putnam "is the only one to have ever broken her mentally. She'll be ok once she digests what's going on. Robin? Luv, we're going to play a game. You know that game your parent's used to play with you?" Bobby asked trying to use Anna and Robert's old tactics for keeping Robin calm and smart about her dangerous situations. Robin nodded her head. "Good. Robin we're going to play that game ok? Your name is Bianca Morgan, and that man Grant Putnam won't be able to hurt you. Do you understand?" Robin nodded her head again but didn't verbally respond, which was what Bobby was looking for.

'The only one to have broken her mentally' keeps running through Jason's head. He never thought anyone could really break Robin's strength. Even if she claims that at times she is covering up her pain, she still had the strength to keep on hiding it. He wanted to take Robin in his arms and never let her go. Hold her so close until she was hidden from the pain that he was now seeing on her face.

"We have to keep his attention away from her." Monica said. "If he comes over here and she is still like this, it will bring unwanted attention."

Alan gently moved Robin so she was now leaning against Jason. She instinctively, burrowed her head into his shoulder and closed her eyes. "Jason, I want you to scoot back until you two are against the wall. We'll try to keep his attention away from you." Jason just nodded. He quickly realized that he knew nothing about what was going on here. Grant Putnam was obviously an old acquaintance of the Quartermaines, Spencer's, and Scorpios.

The older group sat in chairs or on the floor, and kept the younger ones in the back on the floor. The back row included Georgie, Dillon, Maxie, Lulu, Lucky, Emily, Liz, Robin, and Jason.

"What's going on?" Lulu asked Georgie and Maxie who were watching their cousin.

"We're not sure." Georgie replied.

Robin continued to lay against Jason's shoulder. Her eyes were open, but her mind was elsewhere.

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Flashback

1988

Filomena Soltini let the man into the Lavery home and shut the door. Robin walked out of the kitchen. "Well hello. Are you the phone repair man?" Ten year old Robin asked.

"I am indeed the phone repair man and whom might I ask are you?"

"Robin." she replied with a smile.

"Robin? Well Robin, do you know much about how phones work?"

"Oh yeah. You speak in one end, and your voice pours, you know, through the wire and then it comes out the other end."

Filomena laughed at Robin's description as Grant Continued to play around with their phone.

"It's a bit more complicated than that. I got a wonderful idea." Grant said putting the phone down. "Why don't I take you out to my truck, and show you my equipment?" he asked Robin.

"Hey that'd be neat." Robin Smiled.

"Oh no, no, no, no." Filomena said walking around to the other side so she was standing between Robin and Grant. "I'm afraid I can't permit that. I am sorry."

Grant sighed and nodded his head. "Well in that case I too am sorry." he said walking towards Robin. "What are you….what…" Filomena tried to ask as he grabbed Robin around the waste and lifted her up. "Come on Robin. we're going for a little ride"

"What are you doing, leave her alone." Filomena screamed as both Robin and she struggled with Grant. "I'm going to call the police."

"Let me go." Robin screamed.

"Your not going to call anyone." he said to Filomena through the struggle and pushed her to the side. Robin screamed as Filomena's head crashed into the table and she fell to the ground.

Robin continued to scream until Grant shook her hard.

"Shut up. Shut up, do you hear me. I said shut up. I have been waiting a long time for this Robin. Your not about to walk away from me now." Grant moved to carry Robin away when Anna entered the front door.

"Put her down." Anna said. "You put her down right now."

"Let go of me." Robin struggle in his arms. Grant put her down while looking at Anna.

"Go in the kitchen Robin." Anna told her daughter. Robin ran into the kitchen.

END FLASHBACK

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Luke leaned towards Bobby, who just scooted back to her seat. "What's wrong with little Scorpio?"

"You don't know?" Bobby asked Luke surprised.

"What? Is it Putnam? Last time I saw him, Robin wasn't even an idea in Roberts head." Luke was a little upset that he wasn't as informed as he would like to be about everything.

"Oh Luke, I forgot you weren't here." Bobby started and then stopped when Grant returned to their side of the room.

"Now that I have the people who are useless to me out of the way, lets get down to business shall we. Now, where is Robert Scorpio?" Putnam asked. When no-one answered he turned to Luke.

"Luke?"

"He's dead Grant. Died years ago, at the hands of your old boss Faison." Luke lied.

"Now Luke, I know that's not true. My sources tracked him here not too long ago. He was seen on the news during an unfortunate outbreak of a deadly virus." Grant Putnam informed them. Letting them know that he was not as out of the loop as they would like.

"Fine." Edward bellowed. "He was here a year ago, but he left. It was too hard for him to stay in Port Charles he said."

"Now that, Edward, I find hard to believe. Don't forget I was married to your cousin for awhile. I know when you are blowing hot air."

"He's telling the truth." Alan cut in. "His daughter died during that outbreak. It was the first time he had with her in fifteen years and she died shortly after he came out of hiding."

"I don't believe you yet. But I still have a way to get his attention."

"And how is that?" Tracy asked not pleased with her current situation.

"Number 2, please bring in our guest." A masked man, now known as number 2 walked into the room. Beaten at his side, was none other then Anna Devane.

"The same way I did last time." Grant answered.

END HOUR ONE