When Patrick entered the room, conversation ceased. The room was full of people, including Nicholas, Britt, baby Ben, Anna, Robert, Duke and…Robin. They seemed to be having a lovely time chatting over coffee and donuts before he barged in. "Oh, I'm sorry," he said, "Did I ruin the party? Should I come back later?"

Robin stood, "Patrick?! What are you doing here?"

Patrick took a deep breath. "What am I doing here? The better question is 'What are you doing here?' I mean, you're supposed to be dead and all…."

"Patrick, I…"

Before Robin could finish, Patrick addressed the room, "So, my wife is alive and none of you could be bothered to clue me in? I had to find out from Spencer...and Emma."

"Emma…" Robin answered in a whisper.

Patrick walked toward Robin. "Yeah, funny story, she saw you the night of my wedding standing in the church vestibule."

"She saw me? Oh, God…"

Patrick shook his head in the affirmative, still having a hard time believing he was standing here having a conversation with his "dead" wife. "Yes, Robin, Emma saw you at the church but thought that she was imagining you like she did countless times before, so she didn't say anything." His anger dissipated and was replaced with weariness. "What is going on, Robin? How are you here right now?"

He walked toward her until she was close enough to touch, but he hesitated, hand in midair. "You are real, aren't you?"

Robin, tears streaming down her face, reached up and touched his cheek with her palm and said, "Yes, Patrick, I'm real." When Patrick's hand moved of its own volition and reached up to cover hers, she added, "I'm alive."

"You're really alive?" Tears of disbelief and joy fell from Patrick's eyes as he continued, "I dreamt about it so many times, but never thought it would happen. How?"

Robin explained to Patrick how the lab explosion was faked and she was held captive for nearly two years by Jerry Jax, Faison and Obrecht, only recently gaining her freedom. As she talked, Patrick stood motionless, attempting to process it all.

"So you really did call me? I wasn't hearing things?"

"Yes, I called, but the connection was bad."

"And you were at the wedding?" Why didn't you say anything?"

"Patrick, believe me, I was going to, but there was never a good time. You seemed so happy with Sabrina that I couldn't bring myself to ruin it."

At the mention of Sabrina's name, Patrick pulled out of Robin's grasp, "Oh, God… Sabrina!"

Sabrina waited impatiently to hear from Patrick and the fact that she hadn't after over an hour told her that the other shoe just dropped. She knew it was too good to be true and that the happiness she and Patrick had finally found wouldn't last. "Could Robin really be alive?" she whispered to herself as there was a knock at the door.

"Sabrina, it's Felix, open up!"

When she shuffled over to answer it, he pulled her into a hug. "Hey, girl! How is Mrs. Drake today?" At Fe's comment, Sabrina burst into tears.

After she pulled herself together, Sabrina explained to Felix what happened that morning. At first he didn't believe it was possible, but he recanted after Sabrina re-hashed their pre-wedding discussion over the unexplained phone call, Carlos claiming to have seen Robin in the lab and Ellie's missing invitation. "What are you going to do if she's alive, Sabrina?"

"I wish I knew, Felix…I wish I knew." As Felix pulled her into a comforting hug, Sabrina feared her marriage would be over before it really began.