A blind date. Patrick couldn't believe that it had come to this. He was back in Port Charles working at GH after his second marriage to Robin failed. He loved Robin. Always would. But, sometimes love wasn't enough. They'd really tried to keep it together for their sakes and for Emma's, but not even their fresh start in California was enough. They weren't the same people they had been and eventually those differences eroded away at their family unit. Emma had been upset, rightfully so; but, she was a trooper. When she couldn't take the tension between them anymore, she told them not to stay together for her sake. After the divorce, Emma had opted to stay with Robin indefinitely. While Patrick was disappointed not to be with his little girl, he knew that she had lost a lot of time with her mother that she could never get back, so he accepted her choice resignedly. When GH called and asked him to come back, he accepted and Emma wished him well with promises to Skype and visit often.
Since they had only sublet their house when they moved, Patrick was able to move back in when he returned to town. It didn't take very long for him to get settled back into the life that was comfortable. He had a few awkward encounters with Sam, who was back with Jason, much to Elizabeth's chagrin; but, overall the transition had been smooth. After a few months, however, he began to get lonely and Elizabeth suggested he start dating again. It would do him good, she said. And she had the perfect person in mind. He trusted her judgment, so here he was, sitting at the bar at the Metro Court nursing a scotch and waiting for his mystery woman to arrive. Despite the debacle with Jason a few years ago, he trusted Elizabeth to make a good choice. She kind of owed him, after all. Patrick tried to get details from Elizabeth, but all she would say was that the woman was perfect for him and that she would be wearing a red dress.
Sabrina was nervous as she stepped into the elevator at the Metro Court. She couldn't believe she'd let Elizabeth talk her into a blind date. She'd just moved back to Port Charles in order to allow Teddy to be closer to his father, who turned out to be Michael after all. She was so sure that Teddy was Carlos' that she lied to Michael and ran away with Carlos, only to find out after the birth that the baby wasn't his. The baby had caught a fever shortly after birth and had to be admitted to the hospital and when they typed his blood, Sabrina realized that Carlos couldn't be the father. A DNA test confirmed it. Carlos was devastated, but Sabrina was relieved. As devoted as Carlos was to her, she didn't love him and their attempt at being a family was doomed to fail. She wished him well and returned home to give Michael the great news. He was overjoyed to find out that the baby he loved was biologically his, but they did not get back together because Sabrina didn't stay around long enough to determine if they had something worth salvaging. She took Teddy and moved home to Puerto Rico to allow her son a chance to get to know her family there. Michael hadn't been happy about it, but respected her decision as long as she allowed him access to their son. Despite his willingness to work with her on co-parenting Teddy, Sabrina could tell that Michael missed the little boy, so she brought him back to Port Charles.
Although Felix kept trying to convince her to go after Michael, who had forgiven her for her lies, Sabrina was extremely hesitant to revisit the past. A part of her would always love Michael, especially because he is Teddy's father, but their ship had sailed. He'd moved on with a girl who made him smile in the time she was away and she was happy for him. She would never break up a relationship. It wasn't who she was. But, she was lonely. It was time for her to move on, too.
"Get a grip," Sabrina whispered to herself as the elevator doors opened at the restaurant level. It was one date, not a wedding. She trusted Elizabeth's judgment, so she smoothed invisible wrinkles out of her red wrap dress and walked toward the entrance. She paused on the threshold as she looked for a man wearing a khaki jacket. When she saw him sitting at the bar, she almost fainted. She was going to kill Elizabeth for this. And Felix, too, for good measure, because she knew deep down that he was in on this.
Unfortunately, before she could make a hasty retreat, Patrick looked up and spied her. He smiled cheerfully - until he saw her red dress. Then his smile faded and he looked like a deer in headlights.