Disclaimer: I, the author of this fiction recognizes that all characters and certain themes contained within are owned solely by the network.
Chapter 9
May 11, 2006
"Kelly's this looks like a good place to eat before we head home." Robin said as she and Georgie entered the diner and took a seat in the corner.
"Hi, I'm Rose, how can I help you?" The waitress said as she came to the table.
"I don't know what do you recommend?" Robin asked smiling at the very friendly lady.
"Actually I am quite partial to everything, but I own the place so I am really not all that partial." Rose answered happily.
"What do you think, Georgie?"
"Cheeseburger, fries and chocolate shake."
"Make that two." Robin added.
"Good, it should be ready in a few minutes." Rose said before heading back to the counter.
"So this is a nice little place." Robin said as she watched the a tall dark haired cop rush in.
"Rose, do you have my order ready?" The young man asked hurriedly.
"Hold your horses. You are always in such a hurry. It will be up in a second." Rose replied.
"Hey, you know my partner."
Robin watched as another cop poked his head in the door, "Hey, Coop, what's the hold up. Liz will castrate me if I'm late."
Robin had to catch her breath to see him there before her. She quickly ducked her head and grabbed Georgie to stop her from calling out to him. She couldn't believe he was here. She really doubted if would ever see him again, but she was pretty sure this was not a good time or place for a reunion.
"Yeah, I ready now." The younger cop said pushing his partner out the door.
After they had left and Rose was bringing their dinner, Robin asked, "Rose, that cop that stood in the door way, he looked like someone I knew in Florida. Do you know anything about him?"
"Oh, Lucky Martin? He's lived here for about four years. His family was here for a while, but I believe his father was transferred away shortly after Lucky was married. I'm not sure where they came from originally though." Rose answered happily.
"Oh, the boy I knew was Andrew Walker. Thanks though."
"No problem." Rose replied as she headed back toward the counter.
"Why didn't you want him to see us?" Georgie asked.
"I wasn't sure this was the right time or place for a reunion. Or a particularly safe thing to do. I need to process this bit of information for a while." Robin said hoping Georgie would get her drift.
"So this is out little secret?"
"Do you mind?"
"Actually, no. I think I kind of like having something that is just between us."
Robin smiled at her response. "Me too. Well, lets get this eaten so we can get on the road home. I am beginning to really miss Mattie."
"Okay."
"So, Patrick, how was your first day?" Alan Quartermaine asked as he approached the nurse's station with his wife Monica.
"Very well, thank you. This place is very similar to how my dad described it." Patrick responded to his dad's old friend.
"A few faces have changed, but not much else." Alan agreed. "Are you settled into the guest house?"
"Yes, thank you. It is much better than staying in a hotel. I plan on apartment hunting this weekend." Patrick responded gratefully.
"Stay as long as you like. Actually if you would like to rent it, I'm sure we could come up with a reasonable agreement." Monica said.
"Thanks, I may actually take you up on that. I really don't like apartment hunting."
"Well, we will see you later." Monica said as they turned to take their leave, Patrick turned back to the charts he was working on.
"Patrick, there you are." He heard one of the nurses he met earlier in the day call to him. "I would like you to meet my husband."
Patrick turning to greet Nurse Martin was shocked when he came face to face with his dead friend.
"Patrick, this is my husband Lucky Martin. Lucky, this is the hospital's new hotshot doctor, Patrick Drake."
To Be Continued
