Chapter 3

"Excuse me?" Patrick stared straight back at Robert. "You have no right to keep me away from her."

"I have every right – I'm her father and you are just her ex-husband. You have no rights anymore when it comes to Robin." Robert put himself in front of the elevator doors, prepared to tackle Patrick if necessary to keep him off it.

"That's where you are wrong." Patrick stalked over to the nurse's desk. "Epiphany, has Robin changed her power of attorney?"

Epiphany pulled up Robin's file on the computer and shook her head. "No Dr. Drake."

Robert eyed Patrick suspiciously. "What the hell are you talking about?"

"I am Robin's power of attorney which means I make all medical decisions for her when she is unable to. I have every right to be in that room with her and make sure she is getting the best care possible. Now you have two choices Robert, you can come with me and we can go see Robin together or I can impose a visitor restriction." Patrick was feeling backed into a corner and was lashing out the only way he could.

"You wouldn't dare." Robert gaze turned so cold that Patrick nearly shivered.

"Wanna bet?" Patrick stepped towards Robert and Anna jumped in between the two of them.

"Stop it! This is not helping Robin at all." Anna had had enough of their male posturing. "I want to go upstairs and see my daughter and we need to concentrate on what is best for her. Patrick is a doctor and can make the right medical decisions for her so I have no problem with him staying in there with us until she wakes up and decides if she wants him there. Now let's go."

After another brief standoff, Robert turned around and pushed the up button on the elevator. The doors opened and the three of them got on the elevator and headed up to the 10th floor.

"What do you mean she escaped?" Nikolas was pacing his living room as he talked to his guards on the phone. "How?"

"Her parents staged a rescue. We attempted to get her out but the driver lost control of the van and crashed. They pulled her out and took off with her. Last we heard, she is at General Hospital."

"Was she conscious?" Nikolas was trying to keep the concern out of his voice. He was truly worried about Robin – she was far more important to him than anyone knew.

"The doctor was unconscious when she was admitted to the hospital. Dr. Obrecht is keeping an eye on the situation for us." In exchange for Cesar and Britt's safety, Obrecht was still working for the Cassadines. "She will notify us if there is a change in the doctor's condition and if you need to leave the country."

"Good." Nikolas hung up the phone and sighed. Everything had been going perfectly, according to their plans and now…

Nikolas picked up his phone one last time. "Alfred, have the jet standing by – I may need to leave Port Charles for a little while."

Patrick sat on the left side of Robin's bed while her parents sat on the right. The only sounds in the room were that of the machines monitoring Robin's heart rate and blood pressure. They had been in there with her for over an hour, just waiting for her to wake up.

Suddenly a new sound filled the room. "Oh." It came out as a soft moan but it was Robin's voice.

Patrick reacted immediately. "Robin, hey, welcome back." He gently stroked her cheek.

Robin blinked her eyes and tried to focus. She looked to her right and saw her parents sitting there. "Mom? Dad?"

"That's right luv, we're here." Robert squeezed his daughter's hand. "Good to see you again."

"You too." Tears filled her eyes and Robin let them fall. "What happened?"

"You were in an accident." Patrick squeezed her hand and tried to get her to look at him. "What do you remember?"

Robin turned to him and regarded him coldly. "Enough. What are you doing here? Shouldn't you be off with your little girlfriend?"

Patrick felt like he had been slapped. "Robin, it's not like that."

"You know what I don't care. You made your bed, go lie in it – just bring me my daughter before you do." Robin turned away from him. "She can stay with Mac until I get out of here."

Patrick was shocked at how she was treating him. "Robin, look I know you are upset but…"

"Upset, is that what you thought when you left last night - that I was just upset? I hate you!" The tears flowed down her cheeks like tiny rivers. "I hate what you did to us, to our family. I hate that your decision put our daughter in danger. She took our little girl Patrick, our baby. Is she the reason I'm in here – did she cause my 'accident'?"

Patrick's hurt changed to fear. "Robin, what is the date?"

Robin couldn't believe that that was what he wanted to know. "Why?"

"The date Robin, what is today's date?" Patrick pushed the call button as he asked her the question again.

Robin shook her head at him in disbelief. "Fine – August 25, 2010."