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Chapter 1.
It was almost 4 in the afternoon and Patrick Drake had been at GH for over 6 hours. It was a dreary muggy day and with 5 more hours to go Patrick wasn't feeling well.
Everyday he found it more difficult then the last to get out of bed and go about his day. How could he go on! How could he go on when his wife of 5 years Robin, was gone. Just like that.
Over a month ago Robin died in a freak accident caused by her cousin Maxie.
Patrick knows in his heart that it was an accident and that Maxie obviously didn't mean to cause harm to her favorite person in the world but he couldn't help himself in partly blaming her. If she wasn't a selfish person then she wouldn't have giving Robin such a hard time and left in a huff and maybe, just maybe, the love of his life would be still be alive today.
The other person Patrick blames more so for his wife's death is Jason. It wasn't really Jason's fault either but Patrick needed somebody to hold fully responsible. He needed that because it was the only thing that made sense to him out of this whole mess.
As he's walking to the lounge he bumps into the head nurse, Epiphany.
"Oh sorry. Epiphany, I don't have any surgerys scheduled today so can you cancel all my regular appointments for the rest of the day?" asked Patrick. I'm not feeling well so I'm going home."
"Yes doctor." Epiphany pauses for a second trying to decide on whether to comfort Doctor Drake or not. She wasn't one to be loving but she didn't want him thinking that she was this cold heartless person. Dr. Scorpio was her favorite nurse and she felt sad that she was no longer gonna get to work with her anymore.
"Doctor Drake?"
"What is it Epiphany?"
"I just wanted to say…I never really had the chance to tell you how was sorry I was to hear of Dr. Scorpios passing. She was a delight to work with."
Patrick was taken aback by the nurses words. He had never heard Epiphany be so kind this way and it was endearing.
"Thank you Epiphany. That means a lot to me."
Patrick was headed to the locker room to change and head on home.
After he got dressed Patrick grabbed the rest of his belongings and began heading out. As he opened the door and walked to the elevator he started to press the elevator button when somebody gently grabbed his hand to stop him. Patrick turned around to face the person and looked Johnny Zacchara in the eyes.
Patrick and Johnny grew up together but grew apart in their early 20's and Johnny started to hang out with the wrong crowd. Years later Johnny decided to follow in his fathers footsteps into the mob business.
He had no ill feelings towards John but only wished that the person he once knew would come back to him.
And he got his wish if only for that one moment.
The 2 men embraced in a hug. It might be just a hug to most but to Patrick it meant more then anything at that moment. To Patrick John didn't have to say a word. His facial expression said it all.
"I'm so sorry Patrick. Robin was always nice to me. She was a good person and didn't deserve to die so early."
"Thanks John. I just…" Patrick feels himself about to lose it all over again. Every time he speaks about his deceased wife he just wants to run away. Run away and not come out until he's all healed from the shock. Although he didn't think it was ever possible to heal from a shock like this. He clears his throat and tries to continue. "I just… can't understand why! Why such a vibrant healthy women couldn't be spared for just a little while longer when scum like Sonny and Jason get to see another day? It's just not fair."
"No it isn't. But I'm gonna tell you something that someone once told me Patrick, when someone close to me died. In this life there is nothing that will ever make sense. There is nothing that this life throws at us that is worse then losing the memory of the one you've grown to love. Memories might be all we have left but those memories are what keeps us going on."
Patrick looked deep into John's eyes with admiration. He was grateful for his friend. And for a moment they were 17 again.
After the two men said there good-byes, Patrick turned the corner at GH to walk into the locker room when he bumped into Sam.
It was one of the last people he wanted to see right then but decided against being volatile towards her. It wouldn't accomplish anything. "Hi Sam." How's Jason?" Not that he cared Patrick thought to himself.
He noticed that her eyes were bloodshot red and realized she had been crying.
"Hi. He's doing ok. He's just not resting like I would like him to but that's Jason for me."
Patrick decided against his will to ask if she was alright. "And how are you? Are you doing ok?"
Sam hesitated. "Yes. I was just here to get a check up on the baby."
Patrick couldn't take it any longer and had to walk away. "That's good. Look Sam, I have to go so I'll see you around." Patrick begins to head out as Sam stops him.
"Patrick, I know that you don't care about what happens to me or Jason but I still want to thank you for saving his life. I know to you it doesn't seem fair that I get to keep the love of my life when yours was taking from you but you're a good man Patrick."
Sam walks away leaving Patrick standing there with nothing but sorrow in his heart.
