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He just couldn't believe that Leyla was here, especially all the times he had told her he was trying to move on with his life without her in it. Hell, even Ian had approached the nurse, but it seemed to him that she was not going to take no for an answer. He had tried everything in his power to get Leyla but she was still bothering him. All he knew was he needed to get Leyla out before Robin came. The last thing he needed was for his love going into premature labor because of Leyla's presence. He wanted Robin to have a healthy and happy pregnancy through the last months of being pregnant.

"Leyla, I am going to repeat myself only one more time, but what the hell are you doing here?" Patrick asked, placing his hands on his hips, scowling at her, as anger was seething through his pores.

"I've come to see you, baby," Leyla said, placing her hands in her pockets of her trench coat. "And guess what I am wearing underneath my coat?"

Patrick looked at her in displeasure, as he couldn't believe that he had actually found a liking to her for months, but it was over. It had been over for months but she just couldn't take 'NO' for an answer.

Simply shaking hie head, he looked at her like she was crazy. "Look, I don't know what you were hoping forward to, Nurse Mir, but whatever it was, it's just not going to happen. Robin's the love of my life, and sorry to say, but you just don't get it--- you were just an easy fuck."

"An easy fuck?" Leyla whined, as she crossed her arms over her chest. As she did that, the jacket opened slightly, showing some cleavage, which also showed that she was not wearing any clothes underneath. "I thought we could have become something special."

"I don't want anything to do with you," Patrick groaned, beginning to show the door, but it caught Leyla's shoe.

"Come on, Patrick---"

"It's Dr. Drake to you, Leyla. Just get the hell out."

"Patrick, don't I get to say something to this naughty, yet nasty nurse in front of you?"

Hearing Robin's voice, he sighed, as he turned his head. His eyes nearly popped out of their sockets when he noticed the attire she was wearing. She hadn't seen her look so beautiful in his life.

There was his Robin in one of his work shirts--- the dark blue buttoned-down shirt and she was wearing a pair of black boy shorts. The sight was almost too much to bear, but maybe, just maybe, this would show Leyla who he wanted to be after all. His Robin was a very smart woman.

"Of course you can, babe," Patrick said, pulling her into his chest, so that she was facing Leyla, and allowing his hands to rest on her hips.

"You should really put some clothes on," Leyla spat, as she closed the coat she was wearing.

"I would take your own advice, Nurse Leyla. Who comes out in public in just a trench coat and hells?" Robin prodded, as she glared at her with a shake of her head. "A real slut, who can't get a man. Let me guess. Ian didn't want you, so you come running to Patrick, thinking he'll come back to you?"

"Why you little---"

"I wouldn't even finish that sentence if I were you," Patrick snapped, wrapping his arms around protectively around Robin's waist, as his hands slid over her belly.

"Why her?" Leyla asked with a pout, looking at Patrick's embrace around Robin. "She's not even that special, Patrick. She didn't even tell you about the pregnant for six months."

Patrick shook his head. "And I understand why she did but that's none of your damn business, Leyla. But why her you ask? I will tell you. Robin's one of the most wonderful and perfect woman and doctor out there. She's going to become an amazing mother. Just like she showed me what kind of man I could become, she's going to help me become a better father to my son and daughter."

"She's not that perfect and she's probably going to end up as a damn failure. I don't even understand how you could do this, Dr. Scorpio. You have HIV and you could be passing it to your daughter. I feel sorry---"

"Get the hell away from us!" Patrick snapped, feeling Robin's body lean against him, and he hated that Leyla had gotten to Robin. "You have no right to say those things to her when you're practically standing on my doorstep like a hooker."

"I am just saying how I see it, Patrick."

Robin was fuming inside and she placed her hand protectively over her belly. "His name is Dr. Drake when it comes to you. I just don't how you can stand here, knowing damn well that Patrick and I are trying to get our relationship back to how it used to be."

"He just doesn't love you, Dr. Scorpio. I just don't know how you can keep him from the one woman he really loves, which happens to be me!" Leyla spat, placing her hands on her hips. "We were so good together until your fat ass got pregnant."

"Are you freakin' delusional, Leyla? No one's fat unless it happens to be your fat lip that keeps on rambling. I will say it again. Get the hell away from Robin and me!"

"Fine… for now," Leyla muttered, as she walked away from him, the click of her heels disappearing down the hall.

Patrick shut the door and turned Robin around, who had tears filling inside of her eyes. He was going to make Leyla pay for making his Robin cry.

"Baby, please don't cry," Patrick whispered against her lips, as he wrapped his arms around her waist. "You know nothing she said about you is true, right?"

"I guess," Robin said with a frown, as she looked at him. "But I am fat and---"

"Don't you even try to finish that sentence, Scorpio. You are not even fat. You're only more beautiful carrying our child and you should know this," He whispered, as he knew he hadn't told her as much as he should.

"I guess so."

Patrick led her into the kitchen where there were two plates of cold omelets. "Let me heat these up and we can eat, okay, sweetheart?"

Robin nodded, as she watched him take the plates, heating them up in the microwave, and she let a sigh leave her soft lips. She hated how she allowed Leyla to make her feel this way, as she was so emotional, and she blamed it on her pregnancy. Ever since she became pregnant with Mackenzie, whom she was thankful for, she had been emotional over little things and nothing at all. She would sometimes break down crying over nothing, but thankfully, Patrick would always be at her side, telling her everything would be all right.

Patrick saw Robin was lost in thought. As he sat down in his seat, he grabbed Robin's hand, and he gave her a gesture to sit in his lap. As he cut a piece of the omelet for Robin, feeding it to her, he wiped away the tears from her eyes. This was something he hated seeing her do.

Crying.

"You shouldn't let Leyla get to you like that, babe," Patrick whispered against her lips after he took his bite from his omelet. "You know that she, along with Carly Jacks, are just jealous of you. You're beautiful and they're--- not!"

Robin blushed, as she grabbed the other fork, feeding him a bite. "How is it that I am getting everything I've ever wanted? I have you, Taylor, and our little girl will shortly be coming into the world."

He smiled, as he took the bit, and he nodded his head. "And I am too. Taylor's a really good kid and I have you in my life, Robin. That's all I have ever wanted."

"Really?" Robin asked, sliding a hand over his chest.

"Yes," Patrick told her, as he cupped her cheek with his free hand. "Just having you in my life is what I've always wanted, even when you caught me in the OR with that nurse."

"Patrick," Robin said with a shake of her head, looking deeply into his dark, brown, chocolate eyes. "I swear, you are so impossible sometimes."

"True but you still love me," Patrick told her with a sheepish grin on his face. "Don't you, Scorpio?"

Robin laughed, as she took another bite of the omelet. "Yeah and you're cooking is too die for, babe."

"I knew that would win you over," Patrick said with a bright smile, sliding her free hand over his chest.

"Oh, is that so?" Robin asked, lifting her head from his lips to look into his eyes. "Did you know that I would love your cooking that much, Patrick?"

"Well, the reaction on your face when I made you french toast that time, I like to think you will love whatever I cook, baby," Patrick said against her lips, flashing her a smile. "All I want is for you to be very happy."

Robin had happy tears in her eyes, as she listened to the words leave his lips, and she was feeling herself becoming more and more emotional than she already was.

"How is it that we can find happiness again?" Robin asked, as she grabbed his fork, and she then placed both their forks onto each of their plates. "I never thought we would meet our way back to each other but I am so happy."

"I'm happy too, Robin," He said with a smile, as his lips captured Robin's.