A/N: So I was looking through some threads a few days ago on the board and I found a topic about future SCRUBS storylines and I thought this one was FANTASTIC! So what did I do? I PMd the brain behind this idea and asked if I could write a story using her idea and she has given me permission. And I have to say, I am extremely excited because this is an awesome idea! So thank you Sara for letting me "borrow" your amazing idea. :D You are my new best friend! Hehe

Anyway… there really isn't anything you need to know before reading. Everything that has happened on the show has happened in this story. This is set in the future but I don't really have a time… because this is only a beginning chapter, it's kind of short but they will get longer as time goes on. But anyway… onto what you guys really want to read! I hope you guys like it… and remember; feedback is mucho appreciated!

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Unsuspected Betrayal

Chapter One: Normalcy

Didn't wanna want you
Didn't wanna need you so bad
Didn't wanna wake up
And find that I was falling so fast
Didn't wanna need you
Didn't wanna need anyone
Now look what you've done

Marcus Hernandez- "The Way I Do"

"I can't believe how amazing you were today." She smiled as he pushed the door open and she followed behind him, carrying the bags full of their dinner. "The way you stopped the bleeding…" She continued as she walked around the kitchen gathering the needed utensils. Normally he was eager to gain any kind of recognition or positive feedback for his work…Normally.

"You know, it's our first night off together in almost a month and I really don't want to spend it talking about work." Patrick came up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist, breathing in her scent. "I missed you last night." He whispered.

"Only one more week…" She turned in his arms. "I only work the night shift for one more week."

"Whose idea was this anyway? I've got to say, I'm not very fond of this sleeping alone thing…" He was silenced by a kiss.

"One more week." She repeated and returned to her previous job with their food.

"I don't see how you do it. You just came off of working a double shift and are still here taking care of me, and you are going to be going back to the hospital in a few hours for your next shift." He pulled a beer out of the fridge. "If I didn't think you could handle it, I would be worried."

He took a seat on the other side of the island, in the dining room watching as she placed each food item on the plates. Never would he have thought that he was the domestic type. Watching his father crash and burn after losing his mother scarred him for life and from the moment he lost her, he swore to himself that he wouldn't let anyone that close. But here he was practically living with this amazing woman who reminded him so much of his mother and falling deeper and deeper in love with her each day. And yes, it was love. They had admitted as much to each other just a few months before, of course letting it slip while they were arguing. But there wasn't any other way for the two of them now was there?

So now, here they were. They took turns spending nights at the others apartment. Both had the necessities such as toothbrush and toothpaste, clothes… medication. The both had keys to the other's apartment, coming and going when they pleased. It was all just routine to them now; nothing out of the ordinary.

Their peaceful dinner was interrupted by a loud knock on the door. "Are you expecting anyone?" Robin raised an eyebrow in his direction. This entire week part of her had been a little uncertain about him being home by himself at night. Trust was still a huge issue in their relationship and even though she trusted him with her life, there were still times when she still wasn't sure. He was a gorgeous, hot shot surgeon after all.

"Nope. All my girlfriends had to work." He rolled his eyes playfully and dropped a kiss on her head as he passed to go answer the door.

"Who was it?" She asked few moments later when Patrick walked back through the door.

"Dad." Patrick tried not to sound disappointed knowing that his night alone with Robin had been interrupted. "We planned on watching the game together but I didn't know you were going to be off…"

She stood and kissed him. "It's fine, really. I'll just go take a shower."

He rolled his eyes again. "Not THAT really isn't fair!"

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"Oh come on! His knee was down before the ball was in the in zone!" Robin yelled at the TV. "The refs are playing for the other team!" She defended herself when both Noah and Patrick gave her a surprised look. "What?"

"You never told me she was a football fan." Noah nodded his head in Robin's direction. "You're one lucky man."

"Don't I know it…" Patrick agreed and wrapped his arm around Robin, pulling her body close to his; placing a kiss on the top of her head.

Noah watched the interaction between his son and the woman that had full claim to his heart. He never thought that any woman would ever be able to tame his son. Especially not Robin. She infuriated him and went against everything that he believed in, but that was what appealed Patrick to her. It had been obvious for months how crazy he was about her but it seemed she didn't see it. Or she didn't want to see it at least. Now to look at them you wouldn't know that a few short months ago, the two had hated each other. Or so they claimed, anyway. It was obvious they were falling harder and harder for each other.

An hour later, Noah glanced at the two sitting next to him. He had been so involved in the game he hadn't even noticed that they had fallen asleep, their arms wrapped around each other as best they could, sharing the couch with him. He silently stood glancing once more at the two of them, and sighed with relief. She made him happy, and somewhere along the way, she had become the only thing that mattered to Patrick. Everything he now did, he did for her. He always thought of her… Noah scribbled a quick note goodbye and grabbed his jacket, covered them with the blanket from the back of the couch and locked the door on the way out.