Summary: Inspired by a AR vid I saw. Stone never had HIV, the after school PSA was still safe sex but related to teen pregnancy. Robin never had the chance to tell Stone that she was pregnant because he was gunned down outside of Luke's before she had the chance. Devastated she could barely go on but vowed to for their child.
Stone's past did come back to bite him but in the form of a gangster he had part in robbing as a kid. The cops were on his tail to turn state's evidence but he refused. However, the mob king didn't care. He wanted him dead anyway and Stone went into witness protection to keep those he loved safe.
Robin lost her child; the baby boy was still born. She never had the chance to hold him. They took him away. He was born on No v. 1 1996. Jason helped Robin get through it and everything between them happened. Robin is a clinical pathologist with a second specialty in trauma. I have shifted some things around. Stone did not die until Feb. 1996.
Stone had gotten his life together and became a part time club promoter and full time mechanic. He volunteered as a youth counselor. He worked at a group home where he was part founder. It was a place for those kids no one wanted to live and to be rehabilitated. It was also a reform school. He felt it was a way to pay it forward to give back to kids what Sonny and Robin had given to him minus the mob element.
Ryan Donnelly was ten years old. He was a pretty smart kid but he was only in the fourth grade. He had moved around so much that he was never in anyone place long enough to have the necessary attendance days to pass school.
Robin came back in Feb. 2005. Shifted because I wanted to shift other storylines to make them happen soonder.
Chapter 1
Ryan Donnelly skipped school which was a usual part of his day. He would be 11 soon; it was time for him to get on with his life. He needed to live on his own. Every foster parent had tired of him and would send him to the next one. This had been the cycle since he was eight. He had lived in a nice home with a strange man whom he called grandfather. One day the man disappeared. Ryan was scared but he didn't let on. He took care of himself for months until one of the teachers called social services. His life had been a constant blur of closing doors since.
He looked down the rolling hill. He needed to escape. It was the last straw; they were sending him to some reform school. He had always heard those places were like jail and he refused to go willingly. He had pretended to go on but once the car disappeared he made a mad dash across the street and was struck by paralyzing fear as the truck barreled toward him.
Ryan woke up looking up at an adult smirking at him.
"You aren't as tough as you think you are kid." He helped him up.
"Maybe I have a concussion." Ryan defended his honor.
"Maybe if you hit your head but you fainted as soon as I pulled you out of the way." Michael smiled.
"So I hear you are my little escape artist? No one escapes Alcatraz. Let's get you settled in." Michael dragged the boy along by his collar.
Ryan looked around the home it looked more like a mansion. It didn't look like the group homes that he had heard about. The kids wore uniforms. He figured they must have been coming from school. He could care less, he hated school. He took a deep breath then snatched away from Michael.
"What is your name anyway?" He growled trying to stand up taller.
"Michael, you can call me Mike." He extended his fist to give the young child a pound. The kid reminded him much of himself at that age.
If Ryan weren't embarrassed by the fact that anyone could possibly even for the slightest second accuse him of being impressed he would have admitted the room he shared with another was quite nice. He had learned that they do not just take any kid into the school. They take those that want a chance. He had to wonder why they took them. He didn't want a chance, he had nothing and he had gotten used to the feeling.
He silently got his blanket out of his bag. It was the only thing he had left of her. One thing the old man told him was that his mother had died giving birth to him. It was the only thing in the world that could make him sad. The only thing in the world that made him wants to cry. He traced the stitching of the monogram Robin D.S. He battled with the comfort he found in the bed. It should have felt like rocks. He hated comfort. Sleep had found him that night. He had tried hard to fight it but it had come.
Chapter 2
Robin was having drinks with Leo when Patrick barged in to inform a mortified Leo what she had planned to ask before she could get the words out of her mouth. Her cheeks flamed in anger and embarrassment. She turned to face him.
"Where do you get off meddling in my business? We are over and what I do is no concern of yours." She seethed. Then she turned to Leo.
"I am so sorry. What Patrick didn't know was that I was just about to explain why I asked you here but when the look on your face made me realize how ridiculous I was being. I cannot ask a friend to do this. So I am going to go the anonymous route. Leo nodded in understanding.
"Let's just never speak of how weird it got and continue with our drinks." Leo sat back down. "Patrick if you don't mind in this vibe three is a crowd man." Leo eyed the cocky surgeon.
"I am just trying to protect you Robin." She rolled her eyes.
"Please walk away before I am forced to resort to physical violence." She retorted angrily. He skulked away but he was satisfied to have foiled her plans.
"Thanks Leo. That was really cool of you. Again,"
"Forgotten." He said interrupting her. "I should also be embarrassed I know that isn't your style but when a sexy woman ask you out the brain tends to lose oxygen." She laughed good naturedly and decided to enjoy the evening with a friend.
"I don't want to make things weird between you and Patrick. I know you are also friends and there is a guy code." Robin started.
"Patrick should mind his business and besides I don't like being blindsided, I also don't like to have people presume to know how I will react to a situation. He deserves to be knocked down a peg or two. Still as long as you are in love with him it won't last." He said honestly while looking at her. She slumped her shoulders a little then let out a heavy groan.
"Is it that obvious?" He nodded.
"Sorry but it is. Hey do you play poker?" She smiled at him.
"Yes my father and my god father both taught me." He raised an eyebrow.
"Your poker face can use a little work. How about we play a game and work on it a little bit." She shrugged.
"What the hell." She moved from the stool and he asked the bartender for a deck of cards then the friends made their way over to a table.
"So since we are friends I am going to ask some uncomfortable questions while you try to maintain that poker face." She nodded sipping her drink.
"Why become a mother now? What is the rush?" She frowned.
"I was a mother. I got pregnant at 17 by my first boyfriend." She smiled wistfully.
"He worked at Luke's Blues Club. He parked cars and ran errands. He also worked as roadie for L&B Records. He dreamed of becoming a record executive. His best friend was Sonny." Leo nodded.
"Anyway one night against my warnings he went into work. He worked hard, he was loyal. He was shot. I got to the hospital as soon as I could but I was too late. I took hard but I needed to be strong. I was going to be raising a child without his father. I had a strong support system. I went into early labor. I was 35 weeks. So there was a good chance of survival. I had a complication so I was mostly out of it. I thought I heard him cry but they said it was the drugs. That he wasn't breathing. He died." She didn't cry.
"So I am a mother. I want another child. I am finally ready, I don't want to wait." He stared at her loss for words.
"I am so sorry." He said finally.
"No one knows. I mean, my family of course, but no one at the hospital but Kelly and Lainey. Mainly because Kelly is my doctor." He took her hand.
"I am honored that you would confide in me." She smiled. "How about we stick to regular Texas Hold Em without you giving me a tell?" She laughed at that.
"We can try it." She agreed and to his surprise she was better at it than he had thought.
"I have just been hustled. Good thing we were playing with peanuts huh?" She laughed.
"I did not hustle you. I am good with the poker face just not when it comes to my emotions. I realize that my heart shows on my sleeve sometimes." She admitted with a frown.
"Try harder. I am not trying to be an ass but Patrick can be a dick. Especially when still trying to claim his terrority and get your attention. He feels like you chose a child over him and no matter what he says it hurt him. Now he wants to hurt you. Don't give him so much power." She nodded.
"Your right. I need to ignore him." She thanked him again.
Chapter 3
Pine Creek, MI
Mike had bonded with Ryan. He had tried to get the kid interested in school. He seemed to love science and math but seemed to be more comfortable with formulaic expressions. For some reason the kid trusted Mike he seemed to look up to him. He imagined that it was because he worked as a mechanic and would take him with him to the garage.
"What is your angle man? Why do you work with us troubled youths?" Ryan asked out of the blue.
"What is in it for you?" He wondered. The adults always wanted something.
"Why do you think I do it?" Ryan shrugged.
"You are not that old. I mean you have got to want to do more than hang out with kids." Mike laughed.
"Well Ry, I guess I do it because everyone needs someone to care enough to get them on the right path." The boy pondered the response.
"Do you get paid a lot of money?" Mike nodded.
"I don't get paid for volunteering and I really don't do much. I just coach, and give speeches. You haven't been to any of those yet. This and music are my bread and butter." Ryan nodded.
"Yeah well most of the folks I stayed with, they got paid a lot of money and they put me to a lot of work." Ryan said casually.
"Is that why you ran away every time?" Ryan closed off which angered Stone because he could only imagine what the kid had been through.
"I stayed in different places with my grandfather. He was a strange man but he took care of me. He lost interest in me because I wasn't smart like my mother. Maybe that is why he left." He shrugged.
"I never ran away from him. I was comfortable." He watched as Stone repaired the bike.
"Still you don't look like the big brother boy scout type. Do you do it to impress women?" Stone laughed out loud then.
"I don't usually try much to impress the ladies." Stone admitted.
"Are you gay?" Stone nodded.
"No I just, I do okay. I loved someone once and I have never found anyone like her. I have never found anyone that I wanted to impress. Listen Ry, I do it because I raised myself on the streets. I made some poor choices and someone pulled me back. He became like a brother to me. I figure if I could pay it forward then." He shrugged.
"Pay it forward like giving back? But you aren't rich." The boy observed.
"There is more to riches than money. What makes you so suspicious? Has someone hurt you?" Stone wanted to know.
"No." The boy rebuffed.
"I am no punk." Stone put his hand on his shoulder.
"No but sometimes bigger and stronger works when you are not properly equipped to defend yourself." He seemed to relax.
"I have had a few fights. They said it was because my mouth was too smart for my own good and my will couldn't be broken. I always stand with my chin up and when being punished some people didn't like that. They didn't like for me to look them in the eye. But why not when I am being addressed?" Stone bit his cheek to control his anger.
"Well Ry, you don't have to worry about that here. Some people crave the smallest bit of power that they will get it and exercise it by any means. It makes them feel better about their shitty lives." Ryan nodded.
"Still buddy the streets are no good. I have slept on benches, in crack houses just to have a place to lay my head. There are smells that will forever be etched into my brain. There are sounds that I can still here, sights that I can still see. These things cannot be undone because I have lived it but I also survived it. It is another reason I do this because no kid should ever have to smell, see, or hear the things that I have. No kid should ever have to live like that. My parents split when I was around your age. I split from foster care at 14." Stone admitted. The kid needed a dose of reality.
"But you lived on your own terms." Ryan challenged.
"I thought that I was but not really. I was living by street terms because who really wants to sleep in a crack house, or on a bench, or under a bridge? Who wants to starve and have to steal to eat? My terms weren't very good ones Ryan. We are going to hang tonight. Do you think you are up to it?" Ryan crossed his arms a move that gave Stone a sense of dejavu .
"Trying to scare me straight?" Stone just smiled.
Later that night Stone took Ryan to a landscape overlooking the poorest part of the city. Ryan looked up at him.
"You brought me to a place where people come to make out?" Ryan laughed.
"Listen smart ass. Look down there is an alley way where a hooker has tried to get one over on a John so he has decided to beat her near death. You can hear her screaming but no one comes to help her. Down there is a house that I packed with drug addicts. Some of them are so far gone, are so dirty that they smell like rotting flesh. Look over there." He pointed west of the city.
"There is a bridge where homeless kids hang out. There is a guy who tries to turn them out. He fills them with false promises so that they sell themselves to give him money. And those that don't take up that racket he recruits as runners to supply the local drug addicts and when they come up short or start using his supply he kills them. Some nights you can hear the shot and some mornings you find the body. Scare you straight, hell yeah I am hoping this sinks in. I am hoping it paints a picture but take you there, never. You don't need to see that. I have already told you more than any kid your age should hear but I get the feeling you have seen more than any kid your age should." Ryan looked up at him.
"Did you sell drugs?" Stone nodded.
"Naw man that wasn't my thing. I sold cars and appliances." Stone admitted answering the unasked question.
"Then I turned it around. I started promoting music and building cars and bikes. Those are the things that I love and those things won't get me sent to prison or killed." Stone said.
"Unless you are a rapper on the wrong coast." Stone shook his head.
"What am I going to do with you?" Ryan shrugged.
Chapter 3
Pine Creek MI
The school's founder and teacher, Ron Carrington approached Stone that night when he dropped Ryan off.
"We need to talk." They walked into his office. "You need to sit." Stone ran his hand through his hair.
"Ryan's middle name is Scorpio. " Stone looked at him wondering what he was getting at. Ron worked with Jagger and was an ex-FBI agent turned before starting the boarding school. He knew all about Stone and agreed to take him into protection when Jagger asked. He knew that Stone couldn't testify but vowed to take the man down to make it safe for Stone to return. The man died two years ago but Stone didn't see the point in going back.
"I found his blanket. One of the boys thought about teasing him with it but I nipped it in the bud. There is a monogram Robin DVS in the blanket.
Stone was floored. He fell back into the chair as if the wind had been knocked out of him.
"Stone I did some research and the late Dr. Jones had delivered Baby Boy Scorpio. He was stillborn." Stone stared at him.
"I cannot believe this. " He put his head in his hands. "Who would do this? Who would send him here with that blanket? Do you think Castellano's did this? Do they know where I am? Is Robin okay?" Stone stood too quickly then stumbled.
"Stone, I know all about her parents. In fact Robert Scorpio and Anna Devane are both alive so who is to say that your child isn't? You have had to notice the resemblance." Stone sat back down then pounded his fist into his legs.
"I am such a pussy. I left her. I left her to do it alone. I let him down. He has been through the ringer when he could have had both of his parents." Stone cried.
"Listen Stone you had no choice. You had to protect her. Sonny's men weren't strong enough at that time to go against Castellano. You had no idea that she was even pregnant." Ron argued.
"You have made something of yourself. You are a good man Michael. It is time to go back. I will help you tell him." Stone nodded.
"Ryan will want proof. That kid is so smart. I had an instant connection with him I just never imagined this." Stone gestured with his hands.
"I have proof. Ryan's DNA is on record at General Hospital and so is yours. It seems that he had some trouble reading and with his vision and one of the foster parents insisted that he see Dr. Drake and Dr. Scorpio. They treated him for spinal meningitis and Dr. Scorpio suggested he be tested for dyslexia. They never followed-up. You need to think about what to tell him." Ron reminded.
"I am going to tell him what I would want to know, the truth." Stone stood. "I cannot thank you enough."
"Don't forget this place is all I ask." Stone nodded.
"That will never happen." He walked out. That night for the first time in months he dreamed of Robin. He was filled with so many emotions that it was almost debilitating. He had so many questions. One thing he felt was a sense of happiness. They had a child.
Chapter 4
Pine Creek MI
Stone and Ron met with Ryan. He had been told to pack his bags and just like that he was being moved on to the next place. He frowned swallowing a lump in his throat. They caught him outside about to make a run for it.
"Where are you headed?" He shrugged not willing to confess.
"We need to talk." Stone said.
"What for? I have only been here a month and you are ready to get rid of me. I suppose it should be expected and it is not that I care." He shrugged.
"Come over here please." Stone asked. The boy walked t=over to his father with his chin up and chest out.
"Ryan, Mike here is headed back home to Port Charles." He shrugged.
"I have been there once, kind of dark." He shrugged.
"He wants to take you with him you see Ry he is your father." Ryan glared at him.
"No he is not. Because why would my father be MIA for years?" He took on a defensive stance.
"Because I didn't know. I had suspicions though. When I look at those dimples whenever you decide to crack a smile. The hair and the eyebrows. You are kind of a dead ringer." Ryan crinkled his nose like Robin.
"And that right there is a signature Robin move." He smiled then.
"Is she the one you loved?" Stone nodded. "So I wasn't some teenage prom hookup?" He nodded that he wasn't.
"So what happened?" Stone sighed.
"We have a lot to talk about. Your mom isn't dead son. She is in Port Charles." Ryan looked at him. Then he slapped himself on the head.
"Dr. Scorpio. Man I was so out of it that I didn't put it together. Well I guess you are out of luck cause she is married and she doesn't want me obviously." Stone's eyes filled.
"What do you think her name is?" He looked at him.
"Robin Davnee Donnelly. She put the S for my middle name." He noticed the look on Stone's face as he spun around to punch the air.
He was sick and obsessed with my mother. I read his books. He created a character which was a monogram of her last name. It was all about her and his sick obsession. He has kidnapped her more than once. He even kidnapped me. He is responsible for their deaths. I have never hated a man so much.
"Your grandfather, what was his name?" Stone pinched the bridge of his nose.
"Sinclair Perkins. I always thought it was a girl's name." He noticed the color further drain from Stone.
"Oh god I was a face on a milk carton wasn't I?" Stone looked at him.
"We have a lot to talk about are you coming?" Ryan smiled.
"I have always wanted a family. You aren't leaving without me. " Stone nodded then opened the trunk. They load up the car then Stone pulls him into a hug.
"Never again." They say goodbye to Ron.
Chapter 5
On the Road
So you have been pretty silent. We have a long ways so why don't you tell me why you are so angry and why I am a success story for missing children?" Stone glanced at him.
"You are a lot like your mom. You have her quick wit and tongue. Your mom is Robin Scorpio. She believes that you died during labor. Sinclair is really Cesar Faison and Davnee is a character he created based on your grandmother Anna, he was obsessed with her. It is a very long story. Your mom and I should tell you that together. My name is Michael Cates but I go by Stone, I did then." Stone cleared his throat.
"I lived in Port Charles where I met and fell in love with your mom." He smiled.
"We didn't get a long at first. My brother Jagger had a boxing match. I knew her best friend Brenda so I went to sit by her and we chatted. Your mom comes in and ask me to move down because she likes the end. I decline and tell her there were plenty of available seats." Ryan frowned.
"Not much for chivalry." Stone shrugged.
"I was a jerk and she called me on it. I had been a runaway for some time and Jagger had found me. I was hiding out because I knew he wouldn't approve of Sonny the guy I told you about. She told Jagger to send me back." He laughed.
"A week or so later we meet again at Kelly's. I am more polite that time. So we have awkward conversation. Then she calls me Mike and I correct her. She tells me that Mike is my name and that I use Stone to make myself seem tough or streetwise. I call her on speaking her mind and she apologizes saying she has foot in mouth syndrome. So I tell her it's cool I like it. We talk for a bit and she had to go do something for her uncle. I tell her maybe we can run into each other again but on purpose."
"Smooth." Ryan nodded for him to continue.
"So one night I go to visit her and her uncle comes in none too pleased to see me. He and his wife worked on my case, to find me for Jagger. I leave and was pretty rude to boot to the man. Robin sneaks out, I was a bad influence that way. She was straight A's good girl. She got a scholarship to Yale." He said proudly.
"So you worked for this Sonny no wonder her uncle didn't like you." Stone nodded.
"But she loved me and I loved her. Everyone thought it was puppy love but it was the real deal." He tells him about the Yale acceptance minus the sex part.
"A bear? Did you at least knock those guys around?" Stone sighed.
"As much as I could. I just wanted her to get away. One of them knocked me out with brass knuckles. I swore that I would stay away from her but I couldn't not that she would have let me. She stood by me when I learned that a girl that I was with died from AIDS. I was sick and we were scared but she held my hand, she was my rock. I wanted to marry her but I wanted to be someone she would be proud to marry. Then the streets came back for me. I had worked for a man before Sonny. He was going to pay me a lot of money to make a delivery. I didn't ask questions. I was robbed and he thought I had duped him. I ran. He found me. I was shot and when that happened I died. At least that is what everyone thinks. Jagger sent me to Pine Creek for my safety and I left for hers. I couldn't bare it if someone had hurt her. Brenda was almost shot because of men after Sonny. I didn't want that for her. He didn't know about her and I couldn't risk them finding my weakness. He was a bad man and men like that go for the heart and then your head." Stone explained.
"She said she wanted to tell me something but I needed to handle something at work. I told her we would talk later." Ryan stared out the window.
"She wanted to tell you about me but you left and were shot?" Stone nodded he had guessed the same. "I know for a fact she would have loved and doted on you." Stone told him.
"And so would I have." Ryan looked at him.
"You would have still faked your death?" He said bitterly.
"No I would have ratted then taken you both with me into witness protection. I couldn't let her give up Yale. I brokered a deal with my brother. I refused to rat and to allow them to think they had succeeded." Ryan nodded.
"Had I known you were in the picture my choice would have been different unless there was no way to protect you both because I would die for you." He said sincerely.
Chapter 6
Stone had walked into GH. He was told that Robin worked on the tenth floor. He went up with Ryan in toe.
"Sit over here on the couches. Your mom is going to kick my ass for a bit. I need to prepare her. Please don't disappear and if anyone strange comes near you go to the nurse's station for help." Ryan nodded.
Stone went to the hub. He noticed Patrick, Leo, and Epiphany talking.
"Hi I am looking for Dr. Scorpio?" He smiled. Patrick looked at him.
"Down boy. Robin is a free woman." Patrick ignored him. Leyla approached.
"What do you want with Dr. Scorpio?" Stone looked at the man. "Are you a patient?"
"Can you please page her for me?" He asked Epiphany.
"Make an appointment she is making rounds." Patrick growled.
"I will page her for you. What is your name?" Stone looked at the woman. He could barely understand her but he smiled gratefully.
"Michael and thank you." He smiled. Before Leyla could page her she walked up with her nose buried in a chart. He stared at her for a moment. His heart was beating loudly and wildly in his chest.
"Dr. Scorpio Michael here is looking for you." Leyla told her and she frowned wondering what Michael would be doing looking for her.
"Robin." She would recognize that voice anywhere. She looked up then dropped her chart shaking.
"I.. I.. Oh my god Stone." She moved from the hub then leapt into his arms. He raised an eyebrow then hugged her. It felt good to have her in his arms and he cherished the moment. He closed his eyes. All contact was lost when she stepped back and slugged him in the jaw.
"First my father and now you. You!" Her eyes filled as did his.
"We really need to talk. I would rather not do it here at the hub." She put her hand up.
"It was all a lie."
"It is all out in the open now." He closed his eyes. "Can we please go into an exam room? I." He pleaded.
She walked toward the empty exam room and he followed. She was reeling and she was furious.
"Okay." She sat in the chair. "Tell me the story." She glared at him.
"Everything got a price. It doesn't matter what you do one way or another you are going to pay for it." He looked her in the eye. "I did it to protect you." She laughed.
"Story of my life. Nothing is going to change how much I hate you." He looked at her.
"We both know you don't hate me." He argued.
"Do you see me?" He nodded.
"You know what I see? Beautiful Robin, strong, brave Robin." She laughed through her tears.
"So strong you have lied to me for 12 years. Twelve years Stone?" She cried. She shook her head and swallowed a sob. It was hard that he would do this to her. He was the last person she would ever expect such betrayal from.
"I.. I thought." She swallowed a sob. It killed him to see her so upset. He wanted to reach out to her but feared her wrath.
"I thought that I mattered to you." She cried brokenly.
"You are all that matters to me. You and our son. I think it is time for you to meet him." She stared at him in disbelief.
"Who the hell are you and who sent you?" She went into attack mode. That is the sickest thing anyone has ever said to me. He caught her hand.
"He didn't die Robin. He just found me. It is a long story that we cannot discuss here. He was raised by a man named Sinclair Perkins who claimed to be his grandfather. He told him that his mother died in childbirth. That her name was Davnee Donnelly." He explained quickly.
"He left him when he was eight and he was placed at one foster home after the next." She covered her mouth and he caught her as she fell.
"I work at a group home slash boarding school. It was his last chance for reform. One night my partner called me and told me he found his blanket with the monogram Robin DVS. He did a little digging. He is our son. He had already matched our DNA." He held her as she cried.
"I am going to go get him." He let her go. He walked out into the lobby for Ryan and found him talking to Kristina Corinthos.
"Hey Ry." Kristina looked at him.
"You are my father's friend Stone." She looked confused.
"It is a long story and trust me I will tell him all about it. " He looked at Ryan. "You ready?"
"Is she?" Stone smiled and nodded.
Ryan walked into the room nervously. Robin stared at him. She pulled him to her and she studied his face. More tears came.
"You were my patient Ryan Dunham." He nodded.
"The foster's name." She pulled him into her arms and hugged him tight. "I always thought you looked at him but you know I thought it was a strange coincidence. The cosmos telling me it was time to try again. Oh my sweet baby. I can just look at you now with my walls down. I can just look at you and know. I am so sorry." She hugged him again. She dried her tears.
"Where are you staying?" She looked at Stone.
"We came straight here after telling Ryan about his real parents." She nodded.
"You are both in luck. My good friend Jax has rented me one of his brown stones. I had roommates but they turned my room into an office after I foolishly moved somewhere I shouldn't have. There are still boxes laying around but you could stay with me." Ryan looked at her.
"Can Mike come to? I mean I know you are my mom but this is still all like a dream to me. I have known him longer." She sniffed then looked at Stone.
"For now yes." He smiled at her.
"Promise not to smother me with a pillow." She covered Ryan's ears.
"Only one guest room is furnished. You can take the damn couch." He shrugged.
"I have been around Robin, I have heard worse." She smiled sadly. "I'm sorry." She ruffled his hair.
"Don't be. So let me go sign out and we can head home." Ryan smiled. He never had a home before.
At the hub Robin notices curious glances. "I am signing out. I will be taking a maternity leave as well. When mother's adopt they get that right. This is my son Ryan. I thought he was dead too all these years. He is here now. Too long of a story to explain but this is Port Charles. Home to baby switches and baby selling and people trying to freeze the world so. Epiphany I will call HR in the morning please do not page me unless absolutely necessary. Patrick I know we are not on good terms but I would appreciate it if you took my cases. There are not many." He looked at her.
"Come on Robin. You aren't seriously so desperate that you are buying all of this. It is like a bad episode of my boyfriend's back. Your parents are spies for god sake this is the perfect way for their enemies to get to you. You are so obsessed with having a child that you won't even look at facts here." He grabbed her arm to steal a moment of privacy with her.
"Hey man I don't know what your beef is nor do I care but don't ever touch her or speak to her that way." Patrick glared at him.
"Beef, I don't know what the hell you are talking about but I am not going to stand by and allow you to hurt her." Stone laughed.
"Says the man who would rather broadcast our business here in the hub? She doesn't need to question I because she knows. " Robin looked at him. It was all so surreal.
"You once asked me when I knew that I loved you. I couldn't pinpoint the exact time but I have had years to think about it more times that I would like to admit. It was in the park at the turn of spring. I asked you what your trip was and you said something about virtue being its own reward. You were enjoying the sun and you leaned your head back. I was watching you and it was then that I knew." She stared at him. He looked at his watch.
"I am all for a free show but we have been on the road for some time and we need to talk and Pat whatever it is none of your damn business." Stone said coolly.
"So what. Anyone who can read her diary would know that. Besides that she is a doctor and what have you been up to? It cannot be good because it has been how many years." Stone just laughed.
"Robin I will let them swab my cheek if you would like." Ryan offered.
"No baby of course not. Come on let's go home." She turned to Patrick. "I can deal with you saying whatever is on your mind in my presence but I will not tolerate you doing so in front of my son. You think I have been frigid and cold." Kelly had walked up.
"And don't forget boring." She added.
"Boring, Robin, Naahhh. Never was boring." Stone added.
"As I was saying you haven't seen bitch until you step over that boundary again." Ryan chuckled.
"Yeah didn't you see that hook she landed on Mike? Dr. Drake man I thought you were cooler than this but I guess pride has a habit of making people look like jerks huh?" Ryan shrugged. As they began to walk away.
"You should know he has your smart mouth." Stone said.
"Is that so."
"Ryan what I really want to know is when do I get a weird new name like Jagger or Stone?" He looked up at his parents.
"I happen to like Ryan but what about Raisin or Rusty?" He frowned.
"Didn't you date a Rusty?" Stone asked.
"Rowdy and I was like 12 so we didn't date." He shrugged then looked like we still aren't calling him Rusty to which she rolled her eyes.
"Sonny Mac?" They laughed leaving Patrick staring and fuming.