A/N: This brings to an end our first full-length Scrubs fic. It was a definite learning experience for us and I hope entertaining for you readers. Thanks for all your feedback and encouragement. We're on to bigger and better stories – we hope!
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Lost & Found – Epilogue
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"You're thinking very loudly, Scorpio."
Robin smiled and looked up from the file she was studying to find her boyfriend Patrick Drake leaning over her. "How was surgery?" she asked as she put a hand on his chest. She knew from the look in his eyes that he was seconds away from initiating a searing kiss right in full view of the entire hospital.
"Brilliant, as always. Don't I get a reward?" he bit his lip and narrowed his brown eyes seductively.
"It's called a paycheck, Drake."
He snickered and grabbed the pen out of her hand and held it out of her reach over his head.
She put her hands on her hips and glared up at him, her eyes, however, were dancing with merriment at his antics.
"What's my reward, Scorpio?" He taunted her with the pen.
"So much for Hippocratic Oath." She rolled her eyes.
"Exactly."
The two doctors grinned at each as both vividly recalled the first time they'd had this exchange. It was a night that changed everything for them, as individuals and as a couple. And a couple they most firmly were. After Patrick had come to stay with her after his surgery he had never left. Tonight, though, would be their first night in the new home they had bought together. One in which all their stuff fit and they could fill with memories they would create together.
"Are you ready to go home?" she asked, placing her fingertips just over his waist and looking up at him.
Patrick smiled widely down at her dropped the pen onto the desk. "Ready when you are." He licked his bottom lip and flashed a dimple at her.
"Meet you at the car?"
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"When did you arrange this?" Robin clapped her hands and looked over at Patrick who was standing next to her. In front of them, on the wood surface of the dining room table they had taken from the Drake Family cabin, were all of Robin's favorites. Lobster tail. Broccoli. Tater Tots. Champagne. Strawberries. Whipped Cream. And a very familiar looking apron.
Patrick walked over to the table and picked up the apron and dangled it. Many times since their first they had gone back to the cabin and recreated – and finished – the activities of their first attempt to stay there together. Patrick never thought he'd be fond of an apron, but he'd found some duplicates on the Internet so they wouldn't run out.
Robin, holding his burning gaze, began to unbutton her blue shirt.
"What are you going to wear, Doctor Drake?" Robin asked as she dropped her shirt onto the floor.
"Just my smile, Doctor Scorpio. Just my smile."
