Chapter 6

It had been two weeks since Patrick had seen Sabrina at Kelly's and he hadn't been able to stop worrying about her. She still wasn't on the schedule at work and the rumors that the nurses were spreading around did nothing to relieve his concerns. Epiphany insisted that he talk to Sabrina, but she had made it clear to him that she was fine and he knew he longer had the right to push the issue. He had tried to call her a couple times, but it always went to voicemail. Since she wouldn't let him help her with whatever it was that was going on, he continued to spend time with Sam to try to find out what really happened the night of the accident. He thought if he was able to give her some real closure to that night, it might be his way of helping her.

After months of trying to figure out what was going on, they finally got a break on Thanksgiving when Julian Jerome told Alexis that someone had been pretending to be Luke Spencer for months and the real Luke was locked up at Miscavige. Somehow it made Patrick feel better knowing that it wasn't really Luke that caused his accident, but it was someone else. He still didn't know why anyone would want to hurt him or his family, but he was determined to find out. Unfortunately, the fake Luke seemed to have disappeared since the real Luke had returned and no one had been able to figure out who the fake Luke was. Until now.

When his shift was finished he checked his voicemail to find a rambling message from Sam that Cesar Faison had been arrested for trying to kill her father and he was wearing an elaborate mask of Luke Spencer. Patrick let out a deep breath and wondered if he would finally find out what happened the night of the accident? He quickly changed and headed to the PCPD where Sam said Anna had promised the two of them a private meeting with Faison.

….

As Patrick ran out of the interrogation room chasing Sam, he had a million thoughts running through his head. How was he going tell Sabrina? He couldn't believe how stupid he had been, of course Victor Cassadine was the one that was responsible for the car accident; he was the only one that made any sense. Sabrina. How was he going to tell her that they lost their son so that Robin would continue to do what Victor wanted? "Sam, wait!"

He was surprised when he heard his voice call out for Sam. He knew that right now he should be more concerned about Sam finding out that he had known about Jason being alive for months, but for some reason all he could think about was Sabrina. Patrick knew that knowing what really happened still wouldn't make losing Gabriel okay, but he hoped that it would give her some peace.

"What Patrick? What could you possible say to me? You knew that Jason was alive for months and didn't tell me," Sam said as she stopped running and turned to face Patrick.

"Sam, please. I couldn't tell you, Victor…"

"Victor? Really? That's all you've got as an excuse?"

"You're right, it's not an excuse. But he made Robin and I promise that we wouldn't tell anyone. At first Robin didn't know whether or not she would be able to save him and then after seeing her at Crichton Clark and finding out Jason was really dead, it was too late for you to do anything and I didn't want to make you go through the pain of losing him all over again," Patrick tried to explain.

"Really? Was that really it? Or were you afraid that if I thought that Jason was alive for even a second that whatever this was going on between the two of us wouldn't have a chance?" Sam spat out.

"What?" Patrick asked before he could stop himself from saying it. Did Sam really think so little of him that she actually believed he wouldn't tell her that her husband might be alive just so he could get her into bed?

"Did you not tell me about Jason because you knew I would go back to him in a heartbeat?" Sam chastised.

Patrick knew Sam would be pissed at him if she had ever found out that he knew Jason was alive, but this was not what he expected. Her accusations didn't even make sense. It wasn't until he found out that Jason was really dead that anything romantic or sexual between the two of them started and at that point he really thought he was doing the right thing by not telling her.

"Sam, I can't believe you would say something like that," Patrick said. It really bothered him that she would even think that of him, never mind actually believe it enough to say it out loud. "I'm sorry that you think so little of me," Patrick said becoming angry. "But seeing as that is the case, there is somewhere else I have to be," Patrick said as his mind went back to Sabrina. He knew that right now, it was more important to tell Sabrina what really happened than argue with Sam.

"That's it? You're just going to leave?" Sam asked.

"That's it," Patrick said calmly before turning to head out the door. He couldn't believe that he had been so wrong about him and Sam. How could he have thought there was anything between them when she thought so little of him? As soon as the fresh air hit him, he took a deep breath and picked up the phone to call Sabrina, hoping this time she would pick up.

….

Sabrina picked up her ringing phone and paused as she saw the photo on the screen identifying the caller. Patrick. Seeing Patrick call her used to put the biggest smile on her face, now it just reminded her of everything she lost. Until recently, it was rare for her to get a call from him and when she did, it was usually Emma. But these last couple of weeks, ever since she saw him at Kelly's, he kept calling to "make sure she was okay," according to the voicemail.

It took everything she had in her not to answer the phone when he called, because she knew that she wasn't going to be able to keep lying to him for much longer. She knew that he knew she was lying to him and she knew she would have to tell him what happened, but she wasn't ready. She had started seeing Dr. Collins the week before, but since he wanted her to start at the beginning, they were nowhere near discussing the Ava Jerome fiasco.

Her phone kept ringing. And she kept staring at the screen with his picture identifying him as the caller. With only a second left before it went to voicemail, Sabrina found herself sliding her finger across the screen unlocking the phone. "Hello," Sabrina said putting the phone up to her ear.