My own little twist on the current story line - this one will be a lot shorter then my other stories as it is meant to be an exit story for Scrubs (I've heard a rumor that Kimberly may be coming back and it may be to help usher Jason off screen). If it salvages Scrubs onscreen and gives them a happy ending - at least that's something.

Enjoy!
Cristina

Chapter One

"So, we're agreed – we go to the courthouse on Friday and just do it." Patrick smiled at Sam they laid together in bed. "Just you, me and Emma, no big wedding?"

"Yeah," Sam smiled at him. "I was never a whole big wedding girl anyhow. Jason and I got married in a Chinese restaurant in jeans so a courthouse wedding will be just fine with me."

"Alright but will you at least wear a dress?" Sam raised her eyebrows at him. "What? I like the way you look in a dress and it is our wedding day."

"I think that can be arranged." Sam snuggled in a little closer. "I love you."

"I love you too." Patrick wrapped his arms around her and held her close. He couldn't wait for Friday.

Robert stared at the building as he talked on the phone. "I am positive she is here. How are things going on your end?"

Anna stared out the window of her room at the Port Charles skyline. "Well - no one suspects a thing. Most people believe that Robin is living it up in Paris." Anna rolled her eyes at the very notion. "I think we may be able to link Nikolas to this whole mess very soon."

"Of course he is involved – he's a Cassadine." Robert had never trusted Robin's old friend. "Do you think he knows about Robin?"

"I want to say no but his actions lately lead me to believe otherwise." Anna sighed. "We need to end this and do it soon. I can't stand Emma thinking for one more day that her mother abandoned her. I still can't believe Patrick bought that story about Robin and China."

"Yeah, well I never thought the man was good enough for our girl and this just proves it. If that man had truly loved her…"

"We can't worry about that right now. Mac and Felicia are waiting for the word and have a room ready for Robin at their place. All we need to do now is get her away from Helena and home to Emma. Let me know when we are ready to move and I will fly out to meet you." Anna hung up the phone and called Mac to let him know the latest developments.

Anna had not always been the best mother but she still had a few maternal instincts and those instincts had told her something was very wrong when Robin did not show up for Duke's funeral. First she had gone to Mac with her suspicions, filling him in on everything Robin had said and done in the past year. Mac was furious that she had waited to tell him what had really happened in the last year but instantly agreed to do whatever it took to bring Robin home.

A phone call to Robert had been the next step in Anna's plan. Robin's father has spent the past month searching for his little girl, finally getting the lead that had brought him to a Cassadine compound in the French countryside. Now he was waiting for final confirmation before calling everyone in for the rescue.

Anna stared at a picture on her desk of Robin and Emma and smiled. Soon they would get Robin away from Helena and home to her little girl. Soon, they would be a family again.

"This just isn't making any sense." Robin rubbed her eyes and shook her head. "No matter how many times I run the experiment I still cannot get the same results."

Her lab partner rubbed her shoulders. "It's okay – we just need to do what you always suggest." Robin looked at him curiously. "Go back to the beginning and go through your notes again. Take it line by line and, eventually, we will see what we are missing."

Robin grabbed her file and began reading through her notes one more time. Recreating the cure for polonium poisoning was proving far more difficult then she had thought it would be. Last time she only had to create one dose but now Helena wanted multiple doses for multiple patients and it was just not going fast enough for her liking. "Maybe if I…"

"Look at me." Robin turned around and pouted at him. "Don't pout. I know you want to get home – so do I – but we have to be careful. It would kill me if anything happened to you again. We need to be smart and work together to figure this out." He looked at the clock on the wall. "It's late – why don't we go to bed and start fresh in the morning. If we're tired, we can't think clearly and then we're no good to anyone."

He held out his hand and Robin yawned before taking it. "As much as I hate to admit it, I think you're right."

He led her through the doorway and into the connecting room. He shut the door and they both undressed and laid down next to each other on the bed. Robin sighed as his arms wrapped tight around her. "I just want to get home to my little girl. I miss her."

He pulled Robin tighter in his arms. "I know – I do too but this cure seems to be the best way we can get home to her. I love you Robin."

Robin closed her eyes. "I love you too Patrick."