A/N: Again, thank you all do much for your amazingly kind words and encouragement. I am really proud of this story so far and I ideas floating around in my mind and I definitely have a direction and an idea with where I am going to take this story. And it's definitely something that I haven't read for Robin and Patrick yet, so I'm super excited. But anyway, thank you guys so much!

Without Further Ado…

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Help Me Fall

Chapter Three: Immature Games

"Why can't you just say it?"

"You are so immature, you know that?"

"You're just mad because I was right and you were wrong." He stated matter-of-factly.

"In your dreams." She scoffed.

Liz and Emily, who were standing at the nurse's station, stopped to watch the latest show between the two "professionals." It was a sunny and bright Monday morning and after the halls of General Hospital being peacefully quiet for the weekend, they were back to their bickering.

"When do you suppose they will tell each other how they feel?" Emily nodded her head toward the two arguing.

"I don't know… but I hope it's soon. I don't know how much more this hospital can take." Liz smiled and walked off to check on a patient.

"So when are you going to go out with me?" Patrick smirked.

"Why don't you just give up? I mean, how many times do I have to tell you that I'm not attracted to your pathetic sense of…" She rambled.

Not thinking twice about it, Patrick grabbed the very attractive blonde nurse who happened to be walking by, and kissed her. He pulled back and smiled at the nurse, before glancing at Robin who stood with her mouth gaping open.

"Now can you tell me that you honestly felt nothing watching that?" She stood silently. "That's what I thought." He turned to walk away but stopped when Robin grabbed his arm.

She hadn't planned on stopping him, she certainly didn't want to after the stunt he just pulled. He looked at her expectantly and she stared deep into his eyes. She was trying to find some sort of a soul, something to prove to her that the man that was standing in front of her, wasn't the same man who brought her coffee just a few short days ago. But there was no sign of recognition and she smacked him, hard, before she realized what she had done.

She smiled at him and gave a content sigh, and walked off. She had patients to attend to.

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"Hey Jason." She smiled. "How are you feeling?"

"Fine. I haven't had a headache." She nodded and wrote on her chart.

"The stitches seem to be heeling nicely." She stated, looking at his head.

He watched her move through the doctoral routine. He was really proud of the life that she had managed to make for herself, away from his life. She had been through so much in her short life and it was nice to see something actually working for her. She hadn't really changed much. Sure, her hair had changed and she might have grown a couple more inches. She had matured and was a woman now but she was still the same woman, who helped him after his accident and no matter where they were in their lives he would always remember that and he would always care for her.

"What's got you so worked up?" He asked. It was obvious something was on her mind, something was bothering her.

She sighed. "Its nothing."

"Come on Robin…"

She looked at him. He had definitely changed over the years. Working for Sonny had taken its toll on him. She had seen him briefly a year or so ago at Lila's funeral and he was even different then, but it had been for the better. Courtney had been the reason for that change. Some how she had managed to teach him to let loose and let things happen. She saw the love they shared just that little bit of time ago and she didn't understand then why they were getting divorced. She still didn't understand. It was obvious that they still loved each other. She saw their longing looks shared between them when Sam and Nicholas weren't watching.

She knew that at one time she had been the one who meant the world to Jason but that had changed for him and for her. Being in Paris had given her time to look back on their relationship, and while it was great while it lasted, she was over it. She still cared for him and always would but they were different people now.

"Where's Sam?"

"Don't try to change the subject."

"It's just…" She began but was interrupted.

"Well if it isn't Dr. Robin Scorpio." Patrick said as he entered the room. "Trying to steal my patients again?"

She sighed deeply and glared at him.

"Why the harsh look?" He questioned and tried to take Jason's chart from her hands, but she wouldn't let go. "Now who's being immature?"

She reluctantly let him have the chart. "How is that cheek feeling Patrick? I know my hand felt really good after it made contact. It was like an electrical charge flowing through my arm…"

"You got all of that by just smacking me? Just imagine…"

Jason watched the interaction between the two. He could feel the sexual tension building between them. He coughed lightly to get their attention but they were too busy shooting daggers at each other.

"Ugh." She stomped her foot and marched out of the room, leaving Patrick in the room snickering and shaking his head. He quickly gained his composure and returned to doctor mode.

"What the hell was that?" Jason questioned.

"With Robin? That was just a little game that we like to play." He smiled again. He couldn't help it. She got to him and in the worst way. "Mr. Morgan, it looks like you have a clean bill of health. I don't suggest you jump right back into your normal schedule completely… ease into it." Jason wasn't paying any attention. He was already standing and putting on his leather jacket.

"Are we through here?"

"It looks like it. If the headaches return be sure to get here as soon as possible…" He cautioned, but Jason was already at the door.

"He stopped before exiting the room. "Don't hurt her." He stated and turned and walked down the hall.

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A/N: So there is chapter three. As you can tell from this chapter I am a huge Journey fan and in my opinion she has been the best woman for Jason, but maybe that would be different had I watched him with Robin before. But for those of you who don't agree with me, don't worry. This story isn't going to turn into Journey. It's still Scrubs through and through… But anyway, thanks for reading!