Chapter Fourteen:
Robert and Anna sat in the lounge with Mac. He had come to the hospital to go over his findings at the police station and they were all organizing things.
"There is something big we're missing here. I feel like there is someone involved that's right in front of us," Mac said.
Anna and Robert nodded and looked at the files.
"Has there been anyone new hanging around? Anyone who seems suspicious?" Robert asked.
They were all startled when there was a commotion behind them at the nurses station. They got up and stared.
"This man is crazy! He's going to kill me!" Sabrina yelled.
Anna looked at them and rushed out after recognizing the man.
"Noah? What's wrong?" she asked the older Drake. "I thought you were out of the country."
"Anna? Thank God," he said, his face full of worry. "This woman did something to my son and Emma. I need her arrested."
Robert and Mac walked out and looked at Noah.
"Why are you all here? It's bad, isn't it?" Noah asked as his voice cracked. "I knew it. I should have come sooner."
"What are you talking about?" Sabrina asked.
"You shut up," Noah glared at her.
"She tried to contact me via skype with Emma. I told her there was no way I would speak to anyone about my family without my sons permission and I wanted to know why I couldn't speak to him. She told me I wouldn't speak to him again and then ended the call. I tried for the next few days to get a hold of him and I can't find him anywhere. Matt is missing from jail, too. I need answers and she's going to give them to me!" Noah jumped at Sabrina again and Robert stopped him.
"Noah, stop it!" Anna said.
"Patrick is missing? Where is Emma?" Sabrina asked innocently.
"Like you don't know," Noah seethed at her. "Anna, I want her arrested right now!"
Mac and Robert pulled Noah into the conference room nearby and Anna looked at Sabrina.
"Don't leave town," she said.
Sabrina smirked and turned to walk away. Anna grabbed her arm and turned her.
"Who do you think you're messing with? Is this a game to you? If you know anything about what happened to my son in law or granddaughter, you sure as hell better speak or I will make sure the rest of your life is spent behind bars."
"I don't know what you're talking about. Patrick and I are dating and I love him and Emma. You'll have to get used to me if you want to see Emma after we're married."
Anna opened her eyes wide.
"You're delusional."
"Just optimistic," Sabrina said. "Tootles," she grinned and danced away.
Anna turned and walked back into the conference room.
Noah was sitting at the table, his head in his hands.
"She's alive?"
Anna smiled and looked at them.
"You told him?"
Noah got up and ran to hug Anna. She laughed and hugged him back.
"Okay, that's enough," Robert said.
"That nurse is up to something," she said as they all nodded. "We need to keep an eye on her."
"Where is she? Is she being taken into custody?" Noah asked.
"No," Anna sighed. "We have no reason to hold her."
"This is bloody ridiculous," Robert said.
"I know. That's why I grabbed her arm and planted a tracking device on her."
The men all looked at Anna and grinned.
This nurse had no idea who she had messed with.
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Patrick walked back into the room and closed the door.
"Okay," he smiled at Robin who sat on the bed. "They are all under strict instructions to leave us alone for the next hour. No interruptions at all."
She nodded and felt her stomach jump. She was incredibly nervous.
He sensed her hesitation and smiled softly.
"I can sit out here while you shower. I don't want you to do anything you aren't comfortable with."
"I'm comfortable with you," she said and shrugged. "I'm just nervous."
"Well then we'll take this slow," he walked to her and took her hand. "Let's go into the bathroom and get started."
"Okay," she said and took his hand. They walked into the large room and both of them stared at the vast area.
"This is bigger than my apartment in Paris," she said and smiled.
"Seriously," he looked around. "The shower is massive."
"Good," she looked at him. "Will you come in with me?"
"Of course," he smiled and turned on the shower before he turned to her. "Can I help you get undressed?"
She nodded and he moved to unbutton the top she wore. He went to push it off her shoulders when she held his wrists.
"If you get uncomfortable, please let me know. It's okay if it's too much," she said, her brown eyes swimming.
He continued to push the material off her shoulders and onto the floor and he looked at her with love and respect.
"Robin, you're beautiful and I love you more today than I ever have."
She nodded and blinked, her tears spilling over.
"Do you want me to stop?"
She shook her head no and he moved to pull her pants down, feeling her hold his shoulder as she stepped out of the material. She stood there in her bra and panties and his heart ached at how skinny she was. He held her gaze as she moved to pull his shirt out of his pants, running her hands under the material and over his warm skin. She pushed it up and he pulled the shirt off, dropping it on the floor. She went to his jeans and stopped, a strange look in her eyes.
"What is it?" he tenderly asked her.
"Is this okay? Am I being bad?"
"What? Bad? What do you mean?"
She blushed and put her head in her hands.
"I'm sorry. I don't know why I said that."
"Robin, please tell me what you meant."
She met his gaze and her chin quivered.
"I used to talk about you all the time. It was a way for me to stay in the moment and not let them confuse me. It worked for a while, but it made them really angry. I think that's why they began to use your face to hurt me. You were the person I held onto. You made me feel safe and loved and I told them that. I knew what they were doing to me wasn't you, but after a while, I got confused."
He didn't care that his tears fell as she spoke. He couldn't bear to hear this, but he had to let her get it out.
"I started to think it was you when I was in the middle of coming out of the drugs they gave me. I told you things about us and what I felt and that wasn't allowed. I got in trouble. I was bad, and I was punished," she covered her face and he held her to him.
"Patrick, I can't believe I allowed this to happen to me. I feel like such an idiot," she cried into his chest.
"Robin, look at me," he said brokenly. "You have nothing to feel badly about. You didn't do anything wrong and what these monsters did was beyond cruel and sadistic. I'm just so thankful you held on until we could find you. I'm so thankful you can look at me and still feel something."
She reached to his face and stroked his cheek.
"I know you, in here," she touched his chest. "I never confused that, but I think the things they gave me really did a number on my head. For the first time in a long time, I am seeing and thinking clearly and I know that what I want and need is what I have wanted since I first walked into that hospital O.R."
"To roll your eyes at me?" he grinned.
"Well, yes, but that was only because I didn't want you to see my real reaction to you," she smiled.
"Can I tell you something?" he tucked her long hair behind her ears.
"Always," she said softly.
"I have missed you so much and I love you," he said. "This time without you has been the worst of my life and I can't begin to wrap my mind around what you've had to endure. But I know one thing for sure."
Her eyes danced as she looked at him.
"What's that?" her hand moved to his chest.
"I found my miracle, and you're it."
She wrapped her arms around him and cried as he held her.
"My love," he said and stepped back after a minute.
"Let's take that shower," she said. "Our hour alone will be up soon."
He nodded and took his jeans and his socks off, standing there in his briefs.
She looked at him and slowly removed her bra and then her panties. She stood before him for the first time in almost two years and he didn't think he had ever seen a more beautiful sight.
"Come on," he said and took her hand.
"Don't you want to take your underwear off?"
"I didn't want to make you uncomfortable," he said.
"Have you changed something? Is it different than I remember?" she grinned at him.
He chuckled and shook his head.
"No, it's as magnificent as ever."
"Then I would really like to see all of you," she said softly.
He stood back and pulled his briefs off, stepping out of them and standing back to face her.
She looked up into his eyes and reached to touch his torso, running her hands over his body and reacquainting herself with his gorgeous form.
"You are so beautiful," she said and took his hand, leading him into the shower.
He swallowed thickly and tried not to react to her touch. This was a huge test of self control, but he knew she wasn't ready either physically or emotionally for anything yet.
He helped her sit on the chair in the shower and he took the sprayer, gently moving it over her body. He walked behind her and saw the marks she was referring to. There were scars on her shoulders from what appeared to be burns and there was some sort of surgical scar on her side. He could see more down by her buttocks and he froze.
What the hell did they do to her?
"Patrick?" she said softly, sensing his apprehension. "What is it?"
He put the sprayer back up in the holder and walked to face her.
"I'm so sorry," he said and fell to his knees, his head on her lap. "I'm so sorry I let this happen to you."
She was surprised, but then she reached to his head and smoothed his hair back.
"I love you so much," she said as she picked his head up and wiped his face. "Please don't cry."
He got up and gathered her in his arms, sitting down and holding her on his lap.
They sat there, the water flowing over their bodies, just holding each other.
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