Chapter 2

Patrick evaluated John Doe, it was his first day back at GH. The male survivor from the clinic, he had an idea about who the patient was but he kept quiet. He would match the scans to confirm it but if John Doe was Jason, where is Robin? Why did she lie? It couldn't be. A simple test could confirm it but Patrick chose to ignore it. Instead he ordered scans to evaluate the patient.

Epiphany walked into the room. "How is our patient?"

"The swelling has reduced so we are able to bring him out of the coma. I will be using one of Robin's protocols." Patrick explained to his colleague and friend.

"No one has come forward, it is amazing how many patients were in that clinic. Some had been missing for years." She shook her head still wrapping her brain around the things happening in the clinic.

"So I have heard." Patrick closed the chart. He was amazed at everything going on at the clinic and the thought of Robin being a part of it chilled him to the bone. He wondered about her letter. Was she being honest? Was she safe?

"You have a consult with Dr. Clay." She reminded.

"I know. I am going to get our John Doe started and then I will meet with him." Epiphany chuckled.

"Be nice Drake Jr. Try not to rub it in his face that you are dating his ex. How is Sam?" Patrick shot her a look. He loved Piph but she could be nosey when it came to his life.

"Look, I know you had to move on. I love Robin but she walked out on you and Emma. I will never understand that girl." Epiphany huffed. She had only been home a couple of months and she was off again.

"Now is not the time or the place." Patrick said sternly as he headed to the door. His wife left to save him so if he was John Doe, it only served him right to hear that bit of information. The guilt Robin was feeling was likely over the fact that she could not save the heroic hit man.

Jason was plagued with memories from the explosion. He remembered Robin talking to him while he was in stasis. He remembered her being taken away when the protocol worked. His hand trembled and his eyes fluttered, he had to find her. It had been her soothing voice to calm him. It had been her standing by him when they tried to escape. She came for him when no one else did.

Robin laid on the table, tears rolled down her face. "Why are you doing this? You are taking a horrific risk by implanting me with your grandchild?" She cried only to receive a cackle from Helena.

"Oh dear little bird, I am giving you the same thing you gave me life. I will not implant you just yet. See, part of Faison's gift to Anna was to cure you of HIV. He found a donor. There are very few, he had been looking for years." Robin shook her head, it was twisted even for Faison.

"I don't need a bone marrow transplant. You could severely risk my immune system if my body rejects the transplant." Another cackle was the only response.

"It is a risk that I am willing to take little bird. The marrow had already been extracted and stored. You should try being a little more grateful. This disease has plagued you most of your life. I would think that you would be glad to be rid of it." She stroked Robin's hair.

"You have found a donor with the CCR5 delta32 mutation? Even if that is true you will have to destroy my immune system which has a 20 percent mortality rate. I am begging you not to do this." Robin cried.

"We have found such a donor and we are aware of the process. You are strong and will survive." Helena smiled.

"It will be months before you can implant the embryo. You are better off with a surrogate. Why me?" Helena placed her hand on Robin's belly.

"Because you are a Scorpio my dear. A Scorpio brings into the world a child of Spencer and Cassadine blood. Why it is almost Shakespearean." Robin spit in Helena's face.

"It is sick." She shouted. Helena wiped her face angrily.

"That was very rude. I will not tolerate such rudeness from you considering the gift you are about to receive. You have a lovely neck, I would hate to see your throat slit." Helena gestured to the doctor. The doctor moved closer to Robin who was fighting to break from the restraints.

"Relax child." A mask was placed over her face. She called his name before she slipped into the darkness once again. Once again she had been bound but she was a survivor and she was determined to make it.

Robin lay unconscious being prepared for surgery, her head had fallen to the right. Meanwhile, Jason lay fighting to awaken, he turned his head to the left, he inhales and his eyes open. His heart races as he struggles to sit up, he needs to get to her. His heart races, his breathe quickens as he fumbles with the wires and tubes, pain blinds him then the monitors go off. His body convulses and blackness engulfs him, he has failed her again.

Patrick along with a team of nurse rush into his room with a crash cart, he can hear their voices echo rapidly above him, he has to get to her, the more he fights the more he loses control. He is given a sedative and it is her voice that pulls him into a peaceful slumber.

"We need to get an MRI to determine what has caused the seizure." Patrick said to epiphany. "His CAT scan only showed swelling." His stomach dropped as the nagging feeling that John Doe was not quite so anonymous gnawed at him.

Chapter 3

It had been three weeks. Jason had been restrained because he kept trying to break free, he was sedated and he would not talk to anyone. He felt that his rumored death worked in his favor. There was no way that Helena would believe that he survived the explosion. He had another skin graft that would reduce any scarring. He had second degree burns on the face and arms. He had regained consciousness a week ago. When he had tried escaping he was caught and sedated. His piercing blue eyes met the dark chocolate eyes of Patrick Drake, he hated that man. He would be getting his bandages removed and knew that he could not allow that to happen in the hospital, fortunately for him Liz was the nurse to assist him that day.

Jason watched her as she moved to check his vitals. He grabbed her fragile wrist.

"Help me." He croaked staring at her. Her eyes flew up in surprise as she recognized the stare and the voice. Her hand flew to her mouth and tears filled her eyes.

"Jason?" He nodded.

"I need to go. No time to explain. Life and death." He spoke in short sentences. He squeeze her hand, his eyes pleading with her.

"Jason you need…"

"Please. Call Sonny, tell him you cannot explain but you need a car out front. Tell him that I will explain everything. Please Elizabeth." He whispered. Liz touched his bandages as the tears rolled down her face.

"Okay but I will need to get you supplies. You will need gauze, and ointment to treat your burns. I will give you antibiotics. Your scans are clear but you promise me that you will be careful and take care of yourself." Liz said firmly as she swiped at her tears.

"I promise." She walked out. She quickly pocketed what he would need to start and a wheelchair.

Liz wheeled Jason to the elevator and was surprised to find Patrick and Sam pecking goodbye and Patrick ruffling Danny's hair.

"Okay Danny, I am going to show you a few rounds." Sam laughed. He insisted that maybe Danny would inherit the Quartermaine's penchant for medicine. He was taking him on rounds with him.

"I think he is more into bikes than doctor sets." Patrick smirked.

"Never too early." He looked at Liz. "What are you doing with my patient?" He asked.

"Dr. Franz wants me to bring him down to plastics. He is getting his bandages removed." She smiled. Patrick seemed to buy that answer.

"Plus the patient was getting antsy. You recommended moving around." Liz reminded. Jason kept his head down.

"It could have happened sooner had he obeyed doctor's orders. You have a way with him so, I trust that he will stay put." He looked down at Jason who did not respond.

Patrick and Sam walked off the elevator, the doors closed. Liz notice that Jason had gripped the arm rest tightly.

"Easy, don't want to break those. Sam and Patrick, it is a really long story." Jason glared at her. He hated that Patrick was touching his wife but he hated even more how Robin was so hopeful when she talked about getting home to him. This would crush her.

"Jason, it has been two years. Don't judge, just hear her out." Liz advised then looked at him.

"It is Robin, isn't it?" He looked at her.

"She saved my life." He whispered. Liz understood then, Robin's last talk with her had been cryptic. Considering what she had been through it made sense that she would not want one of her closest and oldest friends to suffer the same fate.

"I am going to faint and you will wheel yourself out of the lobby, I need to be careful here." Liz said. She didn't ask more questions but she had tons in her head. She knew that once Jason was on a mission there was no stopping him. He gave her a short nod.

"Sonny should be in front. I stalled to give him enough time to arrive." She passed him the supplies and gave him instructions. "Emma needs her, whatever it is, please bring her home and Jason, Danny is your son. Think about what you are doing. Do you at least want to see him first?"

Robin had told Jason all about Danny, so he knew but he said nothing to Liz. He shut down. He wanted to see his son but he needed to be sure the danger was eliminated.

Jason knocked on the window of the limousine. Shawn stepped out then opened the door. He shoved Jason inside then got inside. The driver pulled off leaving the sound of tires screeching.

"It is a long story Sonny." Jason noticed the gun in his lap and felt the cold steel pressed at his temple.

"Who sent you?" Sonny eyed the man.

"I don't have time. I need a doctor to remove these bandages. I need resources and I need Spinelli. Helena has Robin." Jason said frantically as he tried to control his anger.

"Helena is dead." Sonny stared at him with a smirk still not believing it was Jason despite the sound of his voice.

"When Lily died, Robin sent me to you. I pretended it was about a delivery. You will see that it is me but it has to stay quiet for her safety. Duke shot me in the back after I took out Joe. The next thing I remember is hearing voices sometimes. Then hearing Robin's voice clearly. I don't know what happened. She was working on me and when I woke up Victor's goons were taking her away." Jason explained the events at the clinic.

"I knew there was a reason that she would leave Emma. I knew there was more to it but no one knew anything." Jason looked Sonny in the eye.

"Patrick did. I heard them arguing. He was at the clinic with Sam doing some research a while back." Jason sighed, it felt good to be getting some of this off of his chest.

"How did she make it out of the lab? What happened?" Jason asked Sonny.

Sonny explained what he knew. That Dr. Obrecht, Jerry and Faison set it up and were responsible for Robin's death being faked. He told him about the cure that Jerry needed and Robin being hostage at Wyndemere then her parents freeing her and her stopping Patrick's wedding.

"How was she when she was rescued? Patrick was getting married?" Sonny nodded.

"Made her wait a month for a decision. Obrecht had kidnapped Dante and Lulu's child who at the time we thought was her daughter's, Britt Westbourne. Robin had the baby in her care thinking he was Patrick's." Jason shook his head.

"Her meds.." He started.

"Robin assured me that Jerry gave her what she needed. He even funded the Nurse's Ball. You know Robin, she just said she was tough like that. She told me not to worry." Jason knew better. He remembered a talk they had more than a decade ago. When she confided that under the strong, brave exterior she was also vulnerable and afraid. His heart went out to her. He had to find her.

"You do know about Danny? I can get my men on it. You should be with your family." Sonny looked at him.

"I will be. I have been out for weeks. Robin may not have time." Jason insisted. He knew that once he revealed himself people would hover, questions would be fired at him and he could run out of time. She saved his life, he owed it to her.