It had been three long, torturous months since Gabriel died. He hadn't seen Sabrina since the awful day they buried their precious angel. After the funeral, she told him she had quit her job at GH and was moving back to Puerto Rico. She didn't ask for his opinion or consent, she just disappeared after extracting a promise from him to seek justice for their son's murder. Patrick knew that Gabriel dying had been Sabrina's last straw. She'd managed to get over the pain of their breakup by looking forward to a life of hope and happiness with her son, but then that was ripped away too. Rather than continue to fight, she retreated. Patrick honestly couldn't blame her, but he was surprised at how lost he felt without her around. Yes, he was still married to Robin, his absentee wife, but somehow it comforted him knowing that Sabrina was around and still a small part of his life. Just seeing her smile made his day better, even when the smile wasn't directed at him – and they hadn't been, not since the ultrasound when they found out they were having a boy. However, Patrick heard from Pip that Sabrina was back in town to visit Felix and he couldn't be happier.

Sabrina was back. The second she stepped off the plane, it was like she was punched in the gut. She couldn't breathe from the pain. All the memories she had worked so hard in Puerto Rico to banish from her life were suddenly back with a vengeance. She thought she had found peace, both with her breakup with Patrick and Gabriel's death, but she was mistaken. After Gabriel died, there was nothing more left for her in Port Charles, not even nursing (as she could do that anywhere). So, she buried her baby and then severed all ties with Port Charles and the people in it (except for Felix because he would never allow it). The three months she spent in Puerto Rico had been just what she needed. She visited with her family, spent time at her favorite beach and worked at the same hospital where her mom did. She had been happy, well, as happy as she could be with a broken heart. As she grieved for her son, memories of her life with Patrick crept into the recesses of her mind. Even though he was with Robin, she cared for him and worried about him. She wondered if he found justice for Gabriel, but didn't have the strength to contact him because doing so would just reopen the wounds; so, she just prayed for his safety and happiness while she tried to move on. Returning to Port Charles was the last thing she wanted to do, but Felix had begged her to come visit, saying it was important, and she agreed because she was a sucker for her best friend.

Patrick found himself hanging by the nurses station for most of his shift. He didn't want to miss Sabrina. He had news about the investigation and wanted to be sure to tell her in person. At least that is the excuse he used when Felix, Liz and Epiphany all told him to get lost. What he couldn't admit to himself was that he was desperate for a glimpse of her. Just one glimpse…

Sabrina didn't understand why Felix couldn't meet her at his apartment. She didn't want to see Patrick and meeting Felix at GH made the chance of running into Patrick that much greater. She couldn't be around him and not want more. Being dumped hadn't changed that. Neither had time. Maybe Sabrina would be lucky and Patrick would be off today…

Patrick heard the elevator door ping and knew without a doubt that Sabrina was going to step off. Despite the fact that they were apart, he could still "feel" her. He was unprepared, however, for what he saw.

Sabrina stopped in her tracks the second she stepped off the elevator. She knew Patrick was there because she "felt" him. He was married, but that did nothing to sever their connection. As she turned toward the nurses station, she drank in the sight of him.

Patrick was shocked by Sabrina's appearance. She had cut her hair to a chin length bob and added blonde highlights. She wore a pair of sleek black-rimmed glasses, heels higher than he'd ever seen her wear and a black dress that hugged her curves in all the right places. She smiled at the group of them, but he could tell the light in her eyes wasn't quite as bright as it used to be, as if Gabriel had taken a piece of her light with him to heaven. Sabrina was still broken despite her efforts to make everyone think she was fine.

Sabrina had dressed carefully for her return to PC. In Puerto Rico, she was laid back, but here, with the memories, she felt like she needed armor. Since she stopped by the cemetery on her way from the airport, she figured her black sheath dress with heels was appropriate. The haircut and glasses (which she got right after returning to PR) were her way looking toward the future. In PR, she was a nurse, but she now specialized in NICU care. She also took on the role of advocate for mothers of premature babies. She was attending graduate school online so that she could expand her role within the hospital to include counseling. She could tell that Patrick was shocked by her appearance - and that he could see right through it. Sabrina also knew that Patrick was just as broken as she was.

Patrick held back as Felix, Liz and Pip greeted Sabrina. Pip was very "Pip" about the whole thing, while Felix and Liz rushed to hug her, coo over her makeover and bombard her with questions about Puerto Rico and her trip back. Finally it was his turn.

Sabrina wasn't sure how to greet Patrick, so she let him set the tone. "Sabrina," he whispered into her ear the intimate way he always used to, as he hugged her tight. "Patrick," she responded as she hugged him back. "How are you? How's Emma?" Patrick pulled back and told her they were both okay – limping along. When he asked her to go for coffee after his shift to discuss the investigation, she agreed. She needed to know if the person who killed her son had been caught.

Patrick was about to part ways with Sabrina when the elevator dinged again, once again throwing their worlds into a tailspin.