A/N: Hey everyone! Sorry I've been gone for a bit. I've been swamped. Anyway, this is a short chapter, but I hope to be updating again soon. This story will focus on Jasam and Samtrick, but Robin is an issue as well and it needs to be addressed. I hope you enjoy the chapter and I look forward to hearing your thoughts. Thanks so much for the kind words and follows. It is SO appreciated.

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Patrick stared at the text in confusion. He didn't know how or why he knew it was Robin. He didn't recognize the number, but somehow, he knew it was her.

Glancing over at Sam, he slid out of bed and moved quietly into the living room. Dropping on the sofa, he quickly responded.

Robin? What's going on? Everything okay?

He waited for a moment, seeing the ellipses indicating she was writing.

Yeah, it's me. I don't have much time. Patrick, I need your help.

Patrick frowned, wondering if she needed his help with a patient.

You know I'll help you however I can.

He waited for her response.

I'm in danger.

Patrick's eyes widened and he sat up straight, typing quickly. What the hell was going on?

What? Wth is going on Robin?

Her response was lighting quick.

I don't have a lot of time to explain. I didn't leave you by choice. It was Helena.

Patrick read the message, struggling to keep up and process what Robin had just said.

I don't understand. Where are you?

I don't know. They have me locked in a lab.

Patrick jumped up and started pacing.

WHAT? This doesn't make sense. We talk every week.

They threatened Emma. Patrick, please.

I stole this phone, but if they find me with it-

Just call my parents. Tell my mom I said the sky's upside down.

Patrick waited anxiously for the next text, pondering her odd message for her mom. When she didn't send anything back after a minute or two, his stomach clenched with nerves.

Robin? What's going on?

Robin please answer me.

The phone finally beeped, indicating an incoming text.

Oh God, Patrick. They're coming. Call my parents. Find me. Save me. I love you.

Patrick stared down at the phone in shock. What the hell was going on? Was that really Robin? What if this was some sick prank? He had to be sure.

He quickly dialed Robin's phone. There was no answer. He hesitated, not wanting to leave a voicemail if she was truly in danger. He tried again but it went to voicemail again.

Could this be real? Was Helena really responsible for Robin's disappearing act again? If so, once again she'd been trapped in hell while he'd moved on with his this time was worse, because he'd been angry with her.

He shook his head and ran a hand through his hair. He didn't have time to contemplate what this meant. Robin needed him.

He called Anna.

"Patrick? What is it? Is it Emma?" Anna's sleepy but panicked voice came through the line quickly.

"No, no. Emma's fine. Anna, I just got a text from a number I don't recognize. Whoever sent it claimed to be Robin. She said she didn't leave by choice, that Helena took her again. That she threatened Emma if she didn't go with her. She said she didn't have a lot of time, and to call you and Robert. She asked me to find her, to save her." Patrick rushed to explain.

There was a moment of silence.

"I'm on my way." The phone disconnected.

Patrick let out a breath of relief and rubbed his face with his hands.

"Patrick?"

Patrick whipped around guiltily at the sound of a sleepy Sam. She stood there with her hair tumbling around her shoulders, and as always, took his breath away with her beauty.

He hesitated. He didn't know what was going on with Robin, but he knew it would impact what he was building with Sam. But he couldn't keep this from her.

"Robin got in touch with me. She's in trouble. Here." He held out his phone to her.

She walked over silently and read the text messages, a furrow forming between her brows.

"Patrick, are you sure this is from Robin?"

Patrick shook his head in frustration.

"I'm not sure of anything right now. I called Anna. If anyone can figure out if its real, it's her."

Sam nodded.

"Yeah, that was probably for the best." She paused, unsure if she should continue. Unsure if she wanted to.

"Patrick, if she was really kidnapped, then that means she didn't leave you. Not willingly. It…it means the reasons for your divorce no longer apply." Sam held her breath for his response. She couldn't believe this was happening. They had both fallen deeply in love with the other only to find out that the spouses they thought gone forever were really taken from them. In her case, Jason was back, and in Patrick's, well…anything could happen.

Patrick had his head in his hands. He turned to look at her.

"I know." He said softly. He reached out and rubbed his hand down her thigh.

She covered his hand with hers and smiled weakly.

"When did our lives get so complicated?" She said, only half joking.

"I'd say within the last 48 hours or so." Patrick said ruefully.

They both jumped to their feet when the doorbell rang. Sam rushed over and opened the door.

"Hey, Anna. Come in."

Anna smiled briefly at Sam before rushing in. Wordlessly, Patrick handed her his phone.
She perused the texts silently, before looking up, her eyes bleak.

"It's her. When she came home last time, we made up a secret phrase to tell me if she was ever in danger again. 'The sky's upside down.' Oh God. It never made sense to me that she would just leave you and Emma so soon after coming home. God, why didn't I listen to my instincts?"

Patrick stared at her, horror growing as the truth started to seep in. He looked at Sam, who watched him with sympathetic eyes.

Anna had her own phone out now and was moving quickly through the living room, waiting for whoever she was calling to answer. She stopped by the front door.

"Robert. Robin's in danger."