A/N Okay This is probably crazy because Let's face it not counting this one and the one I plan to
start writing after I finish the first chapter of this I'm writing five stories. This idea absolutely refused to
go away so I'm writing it. Well, I hope you guys enjoy! Note: Robin does not have HIV.
Disclaimer: If I owned GH you'd be watching this not reading it.
"Dr. Scorpio, I know you can't stop fantasizing about me but can you at least try to pay attention." Patrick Drake said warily.
"I think I'm going to be sick."
"I know I disgust you but..." Patrick paused seeing how pale she looks.
"May be you should sit down."
"I'm fine."
"You don't look fine."
"I'm fine. Okay may be not." She admitted as she turned and ran into the bathroom with her hand covering her mouth.
"What was that about?" Elizabeth Spencer asked walking up to the nurse's station.
"Robin's sick, can you go check on her, I would but she's in the girl's bathroom, So..."
"Sure, I'm shocked though, Patrick Drake showing concern."
"Ha-Ha." Patrick said as he watched Liz head in the direction Robin had gone.
"Robin?" Liz asked softly as she walked into the bathroom. She could hear the sound of someone throwing up.
"Are you okay?" Liz asked coming up behind Robin and holding her hair back. Robin finally managed to get control
of her stomach around twenty minutes later.
"Thanks Liz."
"You're welcome. Do you want me to drive you home?"
"That's okay, I'm fine."
"Robin, you're not fine. In fact you should probably see a doctor."
"I am a doctor and I say I'm fine."
"You know that's not what I meant."
"I'll let you take me home, but I'm not seeing a doctor."
"Fine, maybe Lainey and Kelly will be able to convince you later, and don't think I'm not telling them you're sick,
they are your roommates."
"Fine." Robin grumbled, accepting a hand up from her friend.
"Good, now lets go, you can grab your stuff and get changed and then I'll drive you home."
"Okay." Robin said following her friend out of the bathroom. They headed to the nurses' station to get their purses.
"You, Okay?" Patrick asked Robin.
"Yeah, but Liz insists I go home."
"She's probably right." Robin didn't respond she had turned pail and was gripping the counter for support.
"Robin, are you all right!" He asked. She shook her head and started to faint. Patrick managed to catch her before she fell.
"Liz, get a gurney over here." "All right." She ran to get one and came back less then a minute later with two
orderlies, a gurney and Dr. Monica Quartermaine.
"What happened?" Monica asked as Patrick placed Robin on the gurney.
"Well, I was talking to her and she said she felt sick, and then she went to the bathroom and was throwing up."
He pauses to look at Liz for confirmation, who nods. "She was going to go home, and she turned pale and passed out.
"All right. Let's take her to exam one." Monica instructed the orderlies. "I'll let you know what's wrong when
I'm done examining her."
"Okay." Patrick said.
In Robin's Hospital room...
"Robin, wake up." Monica said softly she had finished her exam but she had to discuss the results with Robin.
"Wh-what happened?" Robin asked regaining consciousness.
"You fainted."
"Oh."
"I ran some tests and I found out what's wrong."
"What?" She asked warily.
"You're pregnant."
"You're kidding me right."
"No. Its Patrick's right?"
"Does everyone know about that!"
"Yes."
"Yeah, it's his."
"I hope everything works out, I'm going to turn you over to Dr. Lee now."
"Oh God."
"What?"
"She's never going to shut up about this."
"Probably not, but she can't tell anyone else."
"Can I come in?" Patrick's voice called from the other side of the door.
"Sure." Robin said as Monica headed out of the room.
"What's wrong?" Patrick said.
"Nothing, I'm fine."
"Really, because I heard you're being held over night."
"It's just a precaution, since I fainted."
"Oh, all right, as long as you're okay, I'll stop by later. I hope oyu feel better."
"Thanks."
A/N I hope everyone likes this! Now I'm writing six stories! Uh-Oh. Review! Review! Review!