Patrick: "Sabrina?"...he looks at his wife who is just staring into space trying to process what her husband just told her. "Sabrina, say something, please..."
Sabrina: "Are you telling me, that you decided to approve of surgery without my being able to participate in the decision? A decision that affects the rest of OUR LIVES, she shouts! HOW COULD YOU DO THAT?" She breaks down in tears trying to come to grips with the hysterectomy. Patrick was prepared for whatever emotions came from this traumatic news. "HOW?"
Patrick: (Sabrina is hitting him out of anger) "Sabrina...hey, hey...he takes her hands but she fights him off...Sabrina...please...I realize how devastating this is, believe me..."
Sabrina: "Do you!?" DO YOU?!" REALLY? Do YOU UNDERSTAND THAT BECAUSE OF YOUR CHOICE, WE WILL NEVER BE ABLE TO HAVE ANYMORE CHILDREN OF OUR OWN?" She asks in tears
Patrick: "I KNOW WHAT I DID...DO YOU REALIZE I ALMOST LOST YOU?" He says between tears...they are both reacting to a horrible situation and is taking it out on the other. If I didn't we would not be here right now fighting about this! Do you get it, he breaks down and walks to the window. I would be in the morgue saying goodbye to my wife. The woman I love more than anything on this planet. I didn't want to and couldn't go through that again, so yea, I am not sorry for protecting such a precious life that means more to me than anything...I KNOW WHAT I CHOSE and I CHOSE to have my wife with me for the rest of our lives instead of having her downstairs on a cold slab in the morgue." He turns to face the window again.
Sabrina is silent now and they are both still angry but she sees where he was coming from.
Sabrina: "Patrick, she says quietly..."I'm sorry," she says simply between more tears. "I'm sorry," she completely loses it and Patrick goes to hug her. She pulls back. "I'm sorry sweetie," she says wiping his face..."I'm sorry...I didn't mean what I said...I was just..."
Patrick: "Angry, I know," he says kissing her..."I know...So was I. I'm sorry. I hate when we fight," he smiles, moving her hair.
Sabrina: "Me too...You know something?"
Patrick: "What?"
Sabrina: "If you think about it, this is really our first screaming match, she laughs...I think we've done pretty well so far!" She finally smiles...
Patrick: "And you wonder why I love you so damn much?" He teases..."You feel a little better now?" He laughs sitting on the bed with her holding her close.
Sabrina: "Yea...I guess I needed to get that out of my system. I am not mad at you...I understand really how hard that must have been and I'm sorry to have had to put you in that position. But I'm here now, she smiles looking into his eyes. Thanks to you...we can figure out about the kid thing when we are ready."
Patrick: "Thank god," he smiles kissing her again.
Epiphany knocks on the door.
Epiphany: "Everything okay in here?" She asks treading lightly.
Sabrina: "We're okay...come on in"....she smiles.
Epiphany: "I could hear you two all the way down the hall...that was a quick fight,"she laughs seeing how lovey dovey they are now.
Patrick: "Yea...we yell quick and make up fast," he smiles.
Epiphany: "I can see that and I'm glad..."
Sabrina: "How's our son?" She finally asks, holding Patrick's hand.
Epiphany: "Stable..."
Sabrina: "Can I see him?"
Patrick: "Yea, of course..."
Epiphany: "Who's the nurse here Dr. Drake?" She laughs....
Patrick: "My bad...sorry," he laughs...."I'll go get a wheel chair"...he gets off the bed...Sabrina grabs his hand first...gives him a kiss...
Sabrina: "I love you, Patrick..."
Patrick: "Back at ya mommy! He winks..."I'll be right back."
Epiphany: "So, are you really okay?"
Sabrina: "I will be...it will take time to come to terms with the fact that Patrick and I can't have anymore kids, she says choking up again...but I love our life more than anything and we do have two beautiful boys and Emma...and if we decide we want more children there are other options," she says with a smile...
Epiphany: "That is a good attitude Mrs. Drake," she winks. "Here let's try and get you to sit up so you can meet that beautiful baby boy of yours."
Sabrina: "Hey, who was the driver of the car that crashed into us by the way?"
Epiphany pauses and hesitates to answer her.
Sabrina: "Epiphany...who is it? Do I know them?"
Epiphany: "Oh, you know her all right."
Sabrina: "Her? Is she okay?"
Epiphany: "Yes...Ummm, Robin woke up yesterday," she says quickly.
Sabrina: "I'm sorry, I am still a little groggy. I thought you said Robin?"
Epiphany: "I did."
Sabrina is stunned beyond words.
Patrick returns with the wheelchair.
Patrick: "Sorry it took so long, but there were none on this floor. I had to go to the 9th floor for one...Sabrina, what's wrong?" He asks concerned.
Sabrina: "You failed to tell me that the reason we cannot have anymore children and why our son was born 3 months early is because of Robin Scorpio!"
Patrick: "Did I forget to mention that," he tries to joke with her.
Sabrina: "I don't find that funny...You know what, never mind...right now I just want to meet my son," she says in tears.
Patrick wheels her to their sons NICU...Patrick prepares her for his size.
Patrick: (putting on scrubs, taking her hand) "Hey...he's doing just fine...I don't want you to freak out when you see how little he is." He says with a break in his voice. "I've felt his heart beat with my own hand...it's weak, but its also strong at the same time."
Sabrina: "I'm scared, Patrick," she cries with her head down..."I shouldn't have decided to go shopping after dropping Emma at school, "she cries...Patrick kneels down in front of her.
Patrick: "Hey, look at me," he says lifting her chin..."NONE of this is your fault...do you understand me, NONE of it. Things happen that we can't control...and we all know things happen for a reason...That little boy in there needs both of us right now to be strong so he can stay strong," he wipes her cheek.
Sabrina: "Takes a deep breath...you're right"...takes another breath. "Let's go give our little boy all of the strength he needs," she musters a smile and Patrick kisses her cheek and wheels her into their sons room.
Patrick: "Hi Nurse Smith, can my wife and I be with our son?"
Nurse Smith: "Oh, Mrs. Drake...welcome back, she smiles...of course you can...Dr. Drake you know the drill...If you need me just page me. Congratulations on your beautiful boy," she smiles.
Sabrina: "Thank you," she says staring at the NICU unit her son was in...she attempts to stand up to go over to him.
Patrick: "What are you doing?" He asks helping her after realizing she was standing up.
Sabrina: "I'm going over to our son," she cries..."I don't want that stupid wheel chair."
Patrick: "Okay, well, here, let me help you," he grabs her arm and walks with her to see their son.
Sabrina: "Oh, oh, my goodness," she breaks down over the crib. "I'm so sorry baby...Mommy is so sorry," Patrick holds her.
Patrick: "Isn't he beautiful?"
Sabrina: "Absolutely," she smiles, wiping her tears..."He's so fragile."
Patrick: "You know you can touch him right?"
Sabrina: "Wont' that hurt him?"
Patrick: "Not at all...he feels comforted when you touch him. I've put my whole hand around his back and just to be able to feel his little heartbeat agains my hand, made me believe that he is strong enough to pull through this." He says trying to be strong right now for Sabrina who is on the verge of breaking down after seeing how little their baby boy really was.
Sabrina: "I don't know Patrick..."
Patrick: "Trust me...here, give me your hand, we'll do it together...okay?"
Sabrina nods in agreement and Patrick takes her hand with his and carefully places them on their son...
Sabrina: "Oh!" She clasps her mouth and holds the cries back...buries her head in Patrick's shoulder...still holding onto the baby.
Patrick: "Sabrina, hey...look," he says trying to get her attention back to the crib..."look, his eyes are opening. He's never opened them before."
Sabrina: "Oh, Patrick," she smiles....that is a good sign isn't it? She finally breaths a little sigh of relief and stares into her sons eyes.
Patrick: "I would think so...I told you all he needed was his mommy," he winks.
Sabrina: "And his daddy," she says leaning on Patrick's shoulder as they both stare into the baby's eyes..."I promise not to be angry anymore,"she says..."I think he can feel it"...she looks at Patrick's tear filled eyes.
Patrick: "Deal," he smiles...."Hey buddy...I told you mama would be here soon, didn't I?" He smiles.