Chapter 3

Anna watched Patrick as he watched the plane begin its descent into Paris. He had not said a word since they boarded the plane, not since they got a verbal beat down from Mac for not telling him about what had been going on with Robin.

Flashback

Mac glared at the two as they walked over the threshold of the plane. "You have a lot of nerve coming with me Drake." Patrick didn't say a word to defend himself as he took his seat. "What the hell are you doing here?"

Patrick couldn't look at the man – he was too ashamed. "I'm going to help Robin."

"Why now? You certainly didn't care enough about her to worry when she actually told you she was in trouble." Robert had filled in Mac on everything that had happened over the past year with Robin. "Why the hell shouldn't I throw you off this plane?"

"Because Patrick is a doctor and we may need his help." Anna stepped in between the two men. "Mac, she may be hurt…"

"And if she is then that is on your heads." Mac fixed both of them with an icy glare. "If she is hurt or worse it is because the two of you ignored her pleas for help. If my little girl is dead I will never forgive you."

Patrick finally spoke. "I won't forgive myself either Mac."

End Flashback

Anna sat down next to Patrick. "Robert is already at the house in Paris. He didn't have many details but he did tell me that Robin isn't there now but it was obvious that she was."

"So what now? How do we find her?" Patrick's guilt was overwhelming. Mac had been completely right – he had let his grief over Gabriel's death cloud his judgement and he had turned his back on the only woman he had ever truly loved. "We have to find her Anna."

"And we will." Anna squeezed his hand. "We will find her and we will bring her home to her little girl. And don't worry about Mac – he is upset and lashing out at the nearest target."

"But he isn't wrong." Patrick turned to Anna and she could see he had been crying. "If she is hurt or…" Patrick couldn't bring himself to say the word, "if she is it is my fault."

"Don't do this to yourself." The truth was that Anna knew exactly what Patrick was feeling – she felt the same way. "You think I don't blame myself for what has happened to her? I am a spy Patrick, I should have known that something was wrong. All those months of not contacting Emma – that is not our girl. She is devoted to Emma and the only reason she would stay away from her is if someone was forcing her to." Anna wiped the tears away from her eyes. "I should have pushed harder when I got to that house. I should have gone to Paris sooner to check on her."

"We both should have." Patrick watched as the Eiffel Tower came in to view. "We're here now – let's just pray it's not too late for Robin."


Robin tried to get comfortable but it was nearly impossible with the ropes cutting into her skin. It wasn't just the pain from the ropes that was bothering her – it was the worry that she would start bleeding and she could possible expose someone to her blood. No matter what the circumstances she would never purposely expose anyone to HIV.

Jerry watched her carefully. Robin was truly a remarkable woman, not many people could survive being shot four times. He smiled at her. "We have some time to kill while we wait for Helena to come back – why don't you favor me with the full stories of your other gunshot wounds?"

Robin glared at him. "Why?"

"I'm bored and I'm sure they are interesting stories." Jerry took a chair and sat down in front of her. "Come on little Robin – tell me a bedtime story."

Robin shook her head and then thought of something. "I will if you will tell me what exactly Helena has planned for me."

"Fair enough." Jerry sat up straight in his chair. "You are a gifted doctor but you are also a WSB invasion just waiting to happen. Helena plans to sell you to the highest bidder. I mean how much is the woman who found a cure for polonium poisoning worth? Throw in the fact that you are beautiful and young – let's just say that it these are very attractive qualities for a lot of men."

Robin felt sick to her stomach. "But my HIV…"

"In this day and age is not as much of an issue. Your viral load is virtually undetectable and you have already given birth to one HIV negative child." Jerry leaned over and smiled at her. "Your DNA is quite valuable."

Robin spit in his face but Jerry just laughed. "You wanted to know – don't be upset with me for telling you the truth. Now the stories of your gunshot wounds."

Robin took a deep breath. "The one that was just a graze was Manny's. I was coming back to Port Charles with Sam to save Jason. Manny caused a train crash and the tunnel we were traveling through at the time of the crash collapsed. After I did an emergency c-section on Alexis…"

"Molly?" Jerry briefly recalled Alexis discussing her youngest child's birth and how Robin had saved her little girl.

Robin smiled to herself. "Yes. Anyhow, Manny was trying to get to Sonny and I was just caught in the crossfire. Jason killed him months later."

"And the circumstances surrounding your wound from Sonny?"

"Your brother didn't tell you?" Jerry shook his head. "I'm surprised since Jax was the one Sonny was trying to shoot."

"What!" Jerry stood up and began pacing the room.

"It was during Jax's custody battle for Joss. Jax came to my house because his car broke down and he was trying to get her out of town. We talked for quite awhile and he finally decided to return Joss to Carly rather than subject his little girl to a life on the run. Shawn, one of Sonny's men, took her to her to her mother and Jax was just about to leave when Sonny showed up. He was off his meds and refusing to listen to reason." Robin shuddered as she remembered that stormy night. "He tried to shoot Jax and I pushed the gun down to the floor. The bullet went into my arm and Sonny was so bothered about what had happened that he allowed Jax to leave."

"You saved my brother's life." Jerry couldn't believe that this was the first he had heard of this.

"I don't know about that." Robin watched Jerry as he sat back down in his chair. "Patrick was furious when he came home a few minutes later. Our daughter was in the house and heard the gunshot, she actually told him that Mommy got shot." She didn't even try to fight the tears as they filled her eyes. "He ordered Sonny out of our house and bandaged me up."

Jerry didn't say another word, just stood up and walked out of the room. He walked down the hall to his own room and went inside, taking a few moments to think about what he had just learned. Jerry wasn't a compassionate man by nature but this woman had saved his brother's life and he owed her something for that. He considered his options and then made a call. "I need a favor."