Twelve

Robin walked back into the loft to find utter chaos.

The Quatermaines were standing to one side sipping their drinks and shaking their heads at the ruckus. Edward could be heard loudly commenting how Jason Morgan was no grandson of his. Alan was restraining Monica who wanted to protect her precious adopted son.

Lainey and Kelly were watching and commenting on how glad they were they had all decided to not unpack any breakables until after the party and that much of their furniture hadn't been delivered yet.

Emily was pleading with a drunken Nik to intervene and alternately yelling at her brother to stop pounding on the less than agile attorney.

Alexis was yelling at Ric at the same time that she was taking notes in her PDA in case she had to prosecute a case out of this. Wouldn't it be great, she thought, if she could get Morgan on something as simple as a fight?

Lucky Spencer and Mac were trying to break up the fight while Noah was holding Anna's drink as she contemplated whose ass she was going to kick first for making a scene at her daughter's party.

The staff from Mercy was congregated together stunned and excited by the melee. The violence of the Corinthos gang rarely touched their hospital unless there was an overflow of victims from a particularly brutal turf battle.

The rest of the party was trying to stay out of the way. Some were still on the deck ignoring the events inside, others were watching and cheering on their favorites.

"All right! Enough!" Robin walked straight into the fray that reminded her forcibly that she indeed was back home and not in her dreary Parisian life. Her mother jumped in right behind her. The women proved to be enough of a distraction that Mac and Lucky were able to pull the combatants apart. Anna's fist slamming into both Ric and Jason's stomachs helped.

"Stay the hell away from Sonny!" Jason snarled at Ric, straining against the hold that Mac and Patrick had on his arms. Jason's guards hovered behind him waiting for a signal to intervene.

"Shut up!" Anna yelled before Ric could respond.

"I don't think we need to ruin your niece's party further by pressing charges." Alexis took hold of her husband's arm and looked at Mac.

"As long as you all leave peaceably." Mac gave Jason and Ric pointed looks. He really hated these mobsters.

"Please, Jason," Liz requested of Jason, ignoring Lucky's irritated expression at his wife talking to the mobster. When she pressed a wet towel to Jason's face he stepped forward to stop her, but Robin put her hand on his chest, silently asking him to not make a further scene.

While Robin, Anna and her roommates were diffusing the tense situation, Patrick stepped back from Ric and went to stand with his father. "Was this town always this crazy?" Patrick asked.

"To say the least. Although, it was mainly Luke and Robert at the center of it, not these mobsters and the insecure trophy women who need their validation to feel worthwhile," Noah said.

"That was quite a mouthful, Dad." Patrick laughed.

"I did a lot of psychological reading in rehab." Noah shrugged self-deprecatingly.

"We don't get much of this action at Mercy," Dr. Matt Rucker walked over to Patrick and Noah. "It must keep you busy at GH."

"On the bright side I get to practice a lot of new techniques. Usually on Morgan himself or the people around him," Patrick commented.

"Patrick!" Noah gasped.

"Hey, if he wants to live a life of violence." Patrick shrugged, unconcerned and took a sip of his beer.

Noah shook his head and walked off to find Anna Devane. He knew there was no use in lecturing his son, especially since he wasn't all that wrong anyway, just inappropriate.

"Why the hell did that Morgan show up anyway?" Robert Scorpio asked his daughter as they watched Alexis drag her husband out of the loft. "He'd better stay away from you. I won't have that criminal element hanging around." He pointed his bottle at his brother. "If you can't do anything about it, I will."

"What exactly are you implying, Robert?" Mac put his beer down and glared at his brother.

"You know exactly what I mean!" Robert bit out and took a step towards his brother.

"I did my best by your girl while…"

"Mom," Robin pleaded with her mother to intercede.

"Not another fight at our adult daughter's apartment." Anna stepped in between the snarling Scorpios and put a hand on each of their chests. "Robin decides who she hangs out with or not."

"I wouldn't expect less from you given your attraction to the same type of guys," Robert observed bitterly.

"Is it past your bedtimes or something?" Robin rolled her eyes. "Just have a good time already." Robin picked up Mac's beer and handed it to him as Anna manhandled Robert back a few paces. The brothers shared a look, peace made, and struck up another conversation.

"Thanks, Mom." Robin handed her mother a glass of wine. "It looked like you and Noah Drake were having a good time earlier?" Robin took a sip of her own glass of wine. She had long ago trashed Kelly's concoction.

"Oh god," Anna exclaimed.

"He is that hot…" Robin trailed off when she saw her mother's attention was not on her.

"What?" Robin turned around to see what she was looking at. It was Dr. Matt Rucker talking with Patrick on the other side of the living area.

"Go over there, interrupt them," Anna pushed her daughter.

"If he's going to find out…"

"It shouldn't be in the middle of your party. Go." Anna pushed her daughter again.

Robin walked through the crowd to Patrick's side. She knew she had no reason to feel guilty or nervous; she just hated not being completely honest. Something bad always happened when she didn't tell the truth. Or, she thought ruefully, when she did.

"Hello, Robin." Dr. Matt Rucker said when Robin walked up to them.

"Hello, Matt." Robin put her hand on Patrick's back and he put his arm around her and pulled her to his side.

"So, Matt, you didn't tell me how you know my girlfriend"

TBC