What I've Done

Summary: Nine years after leaving, Robin comes back home. She soon discovers how much her leaving actually hurt Emma.

General Hospital fanfic

Rated: Teen

Pairings: Emma/Cam, Emma/OC, Michael/Ellie, Morgan/Britt, Maxie/Spinelli, Patrick/Sabrina

Part One

Robin Scorpio—previously, Robin Scorpio-Drake sighed as she settled into her seat on the plane. She was on her way back to Port Charles after nine long years. It wasn't supposed to be that long. Maybe a few months, perhaps a year. But a year passed, then two, then three, and then finally—-finally, Victor told her that her work was done.

Over the years, she'd did everything Victor had asked. Helping various people, even people she didn't particularly like. Her greatest victory had been helping a little girl who'd died. Thought to be killed by mob violence. And she'd brought her back. Little Kelsey Winters had reminded Robin of her own daughter and made her miss Emma terribly. She'd tried talking to her daughter and Patrick on the phone and through letters or emails, however, she couldn't use Skype. Emma believed her to be in Africa. Not in a fancy little mental hospital. After saving Jason, she was sent across the country. She'd been provided with a small apartment. Money. A new life. She'd made friends and had dated a little, after Patrick had requested a divorce. However, most of her focus had remained on her work and it had finally paid off. She was coming home.

The flight attendant announced that everyone should take a seat and buckle up because they'd be landing in a few moments. Robin couldn't help but smile to herself, at that. She couldn't wait to see Emma.

Emma Drake laughed as she scooted up on her boyfriend, Riley's bed, her hands sinking into his thick blond locks. Her legs were on eighter side of his hips as she rested her head on his pillow, pulling him down onto her. Her jacket and dress had long since been discarded, leaving her in leggings and her bra, heels still on her feet. Suddenly, her cellphone rang in her purse and she groaned, pulling away from Riley and rolling onto her stomach, reaching down to pick it up. Looking at the screen, she said, "It's Cam. I should probably take this."

Riley rolled his eyes, leaning back against his headboard as he watched. "You know, it's really not fun, having to share my girlfriend with another guy." He commented, blue eyes looking at her sharply.

Emma looked at him, lifting an eyebrow. "Riley, Cam is just my friend. My best friend. There's literally nothing romantic going on between us."

Riley snorted sarcastically and stepped out of his room.

Emma furrowed her brow and shook her head as she answered her phone. "Cam, why are you calling me? You know that I'm on a date with Riley." She told him, a little bit annoyed. She listened to what he said, expression darkening. "Alright. I'll be at Kelly's in about ten or fifteen minutes. Could you…keep her there for me?" She didn't wait for a reply as she hung up, quickly redressing and grabbing her purse, giving her boyfriend a kiss goodbye.

—-

Cameron Spencer bit his lip, eyes wide as he leaned against the counter, watching as Robin Scorpio laughed and hugged his mother. The woman had changed a bit since he'd last seen her. Her dark brown hair was streaked with blonde and pin straight, falling just underneath her chin. There were laugh lines around her lips. Still though, Cam knew who it was.

The door opened, bell above it ringing. Cam turned to give a pleading look to Tiffani Harris, begging her to take over for him with handling the customers and the red head just rolled her eyes with a nod. He stepped out from behind the counter, gaze locked on the pretty brunette. Emma didn't seem to notice, her eyes fixed in a glare on her mother's back. Not that Cam blamed her.

Emma strided torward the woman with determined steps, noting that she was taller than the woman who'd abandoned her, even without her heels. "What the hell are you doing back here?" She snarled, eyes fiery.

Robin turned to face the person who'd spoken, noting the look on Elizabeth's face before she did. Before her stood her daughter. Tall and slender, brown hair pulled back into a messy bun except for one, bright red strand. The older woman's heart ached at that. Emma was so grown up, now. Gone was the innocence of childhood. Before her stood an angry teenager. "Emma." She murmured softly, moving forward to hug the girl.

Emma took a step back, ignoring the hurt look on her "mother's" face. Her fists clenched at her sides as she gritted her teeth. "What the hell are you doing back here?" She growled, shrugging off Cam's hand that had landed on her arm in an attempt to calm her. She had no reason to be calm. Not after what Robin had done. "You think you can just come back here after nine years and expect everything to be okay? It's not. You made the decision to not come back and you should've stayed gone. Daddy moved on with Sabrina five years ago. They're married now. I have a baby sister named Amelia. We don't need you, so just leave."

Every single word felt like a blade sinking into her chest. Oh, how could she have ever thought Emma would understand why she'd left? All Emma knew was she'd been okay with leaving for years. All she knew was she'd stayed away. And in that time, Emma and Patrick had created a new family. But Robin couldn't leave, now. She had to get to know her daughter, again. She had to make it up to her.

To be continued

Author's Note: So this happened. I guess because I do not think Emma is going to understand why her mother left. Not when she eventually comes back. How could she? Her mother was gone for two years but then decides to leave, again? It's utterly ridiculous.