Chapter 1:
"Patrick I'm telling you…" Robin insists as she and Patrick stand just outside the hub of General Hospital talking. "…I really think it was Andrea that killed Brianna Hughes."
"Robin you have no proof."
"I know." Robin agrees as she crinkles her nose up in thought "But don't worry…" she promises "I'll get some."
Shaking his head, Patrick frowns as he looks at his wife "I hope you know what you're doing."
Confident, Robin flashes her husband a smile quipping "Don't I always?"
"Excuse me Dr. Drake? Dr. Scorpio?" A nurse interrupts "Could I get your signatures on these charts?"
Watching as Patrick and Robin comply with the nurse's request from her hiding spot around the corner, Andrea Floyd turns away from the doctoring duo, pulls out her cell phone and dials "She's not giving up." She states in frustration into the phone. "And if she keeps digging the way she is, she'll find something so I think it's time we take care of her once and for all…well I don't know how!" She sharply bites out "Isn't that your department? Look, just do something before this all blows up in our faces!"
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Walking into a bar in Rochester, New York, a very sophisticated blonde haired woman looks around in disgust as if it is all beneath her.
"Ow!" A male voice sounds from out of sight behind the bar, and then the next moment a hand with a hammer appears on top of the bar followed by the full body of it's owner.
Smiling at the sight, the woman walks over to him "Brad, I take it?" She simply inquires.
Startled, Brad looks up at the woman as he nurses his injured finger "Yeah, that's me, what can I do for you?"
Smiling, the woman simply states "It's more what I can do for you." She corrects "What I am about to tell you and offer you will change your life forever. It's an offer you simply can't refuse."
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Walking down the corridor of GH, Robin fishes her cell phone out of her lab coat pocket when it rings "Hello, Dr. Scorpio here." She quips as she answers it.
"Hello Robin…" A voice greets "…or should I say Nancy?"
Stopping dead in her tracks at those words, Robin's mind races No it couldn't be… "Brad?" She slowly questions in absolute surprise and confusion.
"Wow!" Brad good naturedly laughs "You remembered. I'm touched."
"Um…no offense…" Robin slowly counters "But how did you get my number?"
"Oh we have plenty of time for explanations." Brad dismisses. "Look I'm in Port Charles and want to see you. Can we meet?"
Confused how he knew where she lived, Robin glances around nervously "Um…no. I don't think that's a good idea."
"Come on." Brad rousingly prompts "There's this bar called Jake's I found on the south side of town. Do you know it?"
"Well yes…" Robin reluctantly admits "But…"
"Great!" Brad states as he cuts her off "Meet me there in 30 minutes okay… oh and hey Nancy…sorry Robin…" he corrects "I'm really looking forward to seeing you again."
"Brad I don't know…" Robin begins to protest but Brad once again interrupts.
"Don't be late!" He quips before hanging up the phone.
Slightly speechless at the conversation she just had, Robin simply removes the phone from her ear and stares at the device in her hand perplexed.
Something deep inside her gut told her it was a bad idea to go but at the same time she had questions…questions like how did Brad find her and how did he know her real name…
With curiosity getting the better of her, Robin turns and heads for Jakes…
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Walking into the bar she knows well, Robin immediately spots the guy she met during that fateful trip to Rochester when she was suffering from PPD.
Catching her eye, Brad raises a shot glass in her direction inviting her over.
Suddenly extremely nervous, Robin toys with the idea of just turning and walking away but as she glances at the bar and sees Coleman wiping a glass watching her curiously she decides to stay. "I have nothing to hide." She decides as she moves towards the table.
"Thank you for coming." Brad greets as he stands and gestures to the chair across from him.
"Brad." Robin politely returns as they simply stand there staring at one another.
Silence.
"So what brings you to Port Charles?" Robin finally inquires to break the ice.
Smiling as he looks at her, all Brad offers is "You."
"Me?" Robin questions in confusion as an uneasy feeling begins to form in her stomach.
"Please have a seat." Brad offers as he sits "Would you like something to drink? Maybe a shot of tequila?" He questions as he waves his hand to get Coleman's attention "The lady will have a shot of tequila please!"
Feeling even more uneasy that Brad seemed to know her liquor of choice, Robin sits down anyway and tries to avoid making eye contact with Coleman as he silently walks over and places a shot glass on the table in front of her. Nothing to hide. Robin reminds herself so looking up, the young doctor offers the bartender a smile "Thanks Coleman."
"No problem Sugar." Coleman simply returns before turning to walk away.
Waiting until he was safely back behind the bar, Robin turns her attention to the man seated across from her and gets right to the point. "What is this all about?"
"I've been thinking about you…" Brad replies "…and I wanted to see you again."
Picking up on the signals he is sending, Robin leans over the table for some privacy and drops the volume of her voice "Look, Brad…" she sincerely begins as she tries to let him down easy "…you're a nice guy. I told you that in Rochester but when we met, I was suffering from post partum depression. I didn't know what I was doing then and I'm sorry if I lead you on but I'm all better now - I'm a happily married woman - and I'm not interested in you like that or any other way."
"I know."
Unsure what to think of Brad's response, Robin sits in silence a moment confused as she tries to size him up.
"Well if you know then why are you here?" Robin inquires "In fact how DID you even find me? As far as you knew I was Nancy Green from San Francisco."
"I'm resourceful." Brad proudly replies with a smirk "And when I decide I want something…" He continues as his eyes darken and he stares piercingly at Robin "I go after it."
Not liking the turn the tone of this conversation is taking at all, Robin abruptly stands "Okay yeah…" she decides "I think it's time I leave."
"Afraid your husband might catch us?" Brad simply inquires.
Growing irritated at his insinuation, Robin sharply replies with "No! Patrick already knows what happened in Rochester. He knows nothing happened between us!"
"Ah yes." Brad confirms with a nod of his head "All he saw was us kissing goodbye at the door."
Shocked at his knowledge of that, Robin stares at Brad "How do you know that?"
"I wonder what would happen if your husband knew what else happened in that room?" Brad inquires as he reaches into his jacket pocket, pulls out an envelope and drops it on the table.
Suddenly nervous, Robin stares at the envelope on the table.
"Go ahead." Brad prompts as he slides it over to her "Have a look."
Sitting back down, Robin swipes the envelope off the table, opens it up and as she pulls out a few pictures, her stomach lurches and she has the urge to throw up at the sight of herself and Brad making out on a bed.
"Brings back memories doesn't it?" Brad smugly inquires.
Lifting her eyes, Robin glares at the man across from her and snaps "Where did you get these?"
"Unimportant." Brad dismisses.
"What do you want?" Robin presses.
"Come upstairs with me." Brad offers.
"No way." Robin laughingly rejects as she tosses the pictures back on the table towards Brad.
"I have a proposition for you." Brad continues as he begins gathering the pictures. "But it needs to be discussed in private."
"I'm not interested." Robin insists.
"This one is my favorite." Brad adds as he turns one of the pictures around to show Robin.
"Put that down!" Robin hisses as she reaches out and swipes Brad's hand down before glancing backwards to see if Coleman saw.
Luckily, Coleman is nowhere in sight.
"What's the matter?" Brad taunts "You don't want your husband's friend seeing these? Afraid he might tell Patrick? I thought you said Patrick knew everything that happened?"
"Fine." Robin snaps "I will listen to your proposal, now put those away."
Smiling smugly, Brad offers the rest of the pictures to her "Do you want them?" He insincerely offers "I have copies."
"Shut up and let's go." Robin demands as she stands and glances around looking for Coleman again before hurrying towards the stairs with Brad not far behind.