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"All right, Everyone, since only one person can be in each room at a time, we need to establish an order." Anna said taking charge. "Noah can obviously see Patrick first, and Mac we'll let you see Robin first since you have to get back to the station."

"Thanks." Mac said as he and Noah walked through the doors into the separate hospital rooms.

In Patrick's room...

"Hi, son." Noah said sitting down next to Patrick's bed.

"Hi." Patrick mumbled grumpily.

"Upset they won't let you see Robin?"
"She needs me."

"Your right she does, but what she does not need even more is the stress that she will go through if you go and see he right now and collapse on the ground." Patrick had no response for this, he knew his Dad was unfortunately right, but Patrick couldn't bring himself to admit it. "See, you know I'm right!" Noah said with a slight smirk.

"When did you get back?"

"Last night, and imagine my surprise at all I missed when I was gone."

"Yeah, you did miss a lot."

"How are you feeling, by the way?"

"Fine, now can I go see Robin?"

"How are you actually feeling."

"Like someone pounded a hammer into my head, and like half of my limbs are asleep."

"Side effect of the drugs that sico gave you."

"Yeah, I know. Have you seen Robin yet?"

"No. They just let us come in to see you guys, and Mac went to see her first, because he has to get back to the station."

"Dad?"
"Yeah?"
"Can you go check on Robin, ask Mac how she is when he comes out of her room."

"Sure, I'll come back later, just don't try leaving in the meantime."

"Fine." Patrick said in an annoyed tone.

In Robin's room...

"Hi, Robin, you okay?"

"Not really, but I will be." She said taking a shaky breath fighting back tears.

"Robin, no one said you have to just get over this, we would be worried if you did, It's not right what he did to you, and it's okay to be sad."

"No, it's not I can't be sad, I just have to move on." She said turning to look at the wall as a single tear rolled down her face.

"Robin, I'm not saying you should obsess about it, but if you don't let yourself be sad you'll never be able to properly heal."

"Uncle Mac, I know you mean well, but If I let myself be sad I don't think I'll be able to drag myself back from the darkness." She said whispering the last part.

"Robin, it's all right, it's going to be okay."

"I don't think it will be this time."

"Robin..." He started.

"No!" She interjected. I don't want to talk about this, It's not going to be okay! Things will never be the same. I know you mean well, but can you please leave."

"All right, Robin, call me if you need anything." He was to shocked to protest. He glanced back to see her staring determinedly up at the ceiling.

In the hall way...

"What happened Mac?" Anna asked seeing the shocked expression on his face.

"She asked me to leave, she said things will never be okay."

"She's just upset, I'm sure she didn't mean it."

"I think she did. I think she really did, I'll call you later, I've go to get to the station.

"Let me talk to her." Brenda said quietly. Anna eyed her warily but nodded her consent.

In Robin's room...

"Robin, what the hell is going on with you!"

"I said I don't wan to talk about it!"

"Fine don't talk just listen."

"Robin, you're my best friend, and seeing you tear your self apart hurts me, because you don't deserve this you didn't ask for this to happen, and from what I've heard you've damn well been acting like you did. What happened to you was horrible, but that doesn't mean you should cut your self off from, your family and friends. We care about you, Robin and we don't want to see you in pain."

Robin just stared at her friend in shock blinking a few times to try to register what Brenda had told her. No one had been that up front with her about how she'd been acting and it actually kind of helped her, once she got past her anger at being yelled at. "Look Brenda, I'm sorry, but it's just that I'm hurting so bad right now, and I'm scared to tell any one how bad it hurts, because then people will look at me with their damn sympathy and say they understand, but they don't no one does."

"Oh, Robin, It's okay, I know that sounds pretty demented right now to say it's okay, because it seems like it isn't but It will be soon, I promise."

"Thanks, Brenda."

"Your welcome, now when's your baby do, and it is Patrick's right?"

"Yeah, it is, and you can tell? their due in November."

"Yes I can tell, I can't believe you didn't call me but I forgive you wait 'their!' As in plural as in more then one baby!"

"Yup, I'm having triplets." She said proudly.

"Boys, girls, both?"

"Two boys and a girl."

"Wow, I bet Patrick said he never wants her to date!"

"Yeah, he did, but I said he was a sexist moron, but he still sticks to his opinion, even though it is totally not happening."

"That's Patrick for you. Why is he being admitted?"

"Oh, he was kidnapped with you, he made him watch." Robin said choking slightly on her words.

"Oh, Robin, That bastard, I'll kill him, It's all right, honey you don't deserve this."

"He said I did."

"That's it he's going down, I'm going to slowly suffocate him till he turns purple, and his head explodes."

"Brenda!"

"What?"

"What! You just started describing how you plan to kill someone."

"Not just someone, the dumb ass bastard who raped you!"

"Yes, I know, Brenda, and believe me I would love it if that happened, but I don't want you going to jail."

"Fine. He stays alive for now."

"Good."

"Will you go visit Patrick for me?"

"All right, I need to get out of here, anyway since their is like a twenty person line of people waiting to see you!"

"Thanks, Bren! Bye, you really helped me."

"Your welcome. Bye."

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