A/N: SMUT ALERT

Twenty-Three

She was worried about him, Robin thought as she closed the door to Patrick's room and watched him walk towards the couch and sit down. He was too quiet, too self-contained. The swagger and confidence that made him so unique, that made him Patrick Drake arrogant surgeon was missing. Part of it was that he was letting her in, but part of it was that he was just that busted apart. Her heart ached for him.

"How was Jeremy?"

God, how had she ever thought he was uncaring? "He's doing well. I'm happy with his neurological responses and his motor progress," Robin said as she walked over to the couch and settled at his urging on his lap. "Are you hungry?" Robin asked, stroking his cheek.

"Ravenous." He punctuated his words by tangling his hand in her hair and invading her mouth with his lips and tongue. He untangled his other hand from hers and put his arm under her legs. She gripped his shoulders as he stood up and carried her over to the bed, keeping their lips fused together. He wanted to drown himself in her. She would give him this respite from his troubled thoughts.

He placed her on the bed, separating their lips only so that he could slide her heels off her feet. Then he climbed up her body and settled between her knees and demanded another taste of her. His hands pulled at the fabric separating them, separating and shifting to remove the barrier between them. He made her body tremble and her throat hum. Her hands tugged at his clothes and when he got up to push his pants the rest of the way down his muscular legs he used the opportunity to grab the almost empty box of condoms from the bedside drawer. His eyes darkened as he looked down at her lying naked and wanton before him. He took a condom out and tossed the box onto the bed. His mouth widened in a wolfish smile as he licked his lips in anticipation. She held her arms up craving his weight back on top of her, holding her down, filling her.

He groaned when she grasped his hip and wrapped her hand around his pulsing arousal. He moved closer, balancing himself above her, losing himself in her urgent ministrations. The condom, still in its wrapper, crumpled in his hand as he held himself over her with that hand. His eyes dropped to half mast as she had her way with him. His hips bucked and jerked at her whim. His thighs quivered. He leaned down and slid his tongue in her mouth, miming the moves he wanted to make lower down with his body. He pressed the condom into her hand and wordlessly told her what he wanted. She grinned seductively as she tore the package open and slowly rolled it over his quaking erection.

He stared into her eyes and pressed his palms against Robin's and pulled them over her head. Then he filled her. Their eager moans filled the room as they arched into each other. Faster and faster. She tore her hands from his grip and clutched his back and pressed eagerly into his thrusts. "Come with me." He looked into her eyes for confirmation, their eyes locked they rushed to their mutual peak of pleasure and slowly came through the aftermath.

"I love you," he whispered in her ear.

"I love you." She smiled when he slid his arms around her and rolled them over to their sides and held on.

"I missed you, too." Anna tilted her head back and looked up at him.

"How long can you stay?" he asked huskily, tightening his hold on her body.

"I should go." Anna circled her hips against his arousal.

A growl of pleasure vibrated in Noah's chest. Watching her eyes for resistance he walked her backwards to the small bed that he'd been calling his own. He slid his knee between her legs and propped it on the bed. "How long can you stay?" he asked again as his hands slid down her back, over her thighs and under her dress. She arched into him and tightened her hold on his neck. He grinned and dipped his head to her neck and began to nibble.

Her arms straightened around his head as she ceded control of her body to him.

Continuing his touching and tasting he levered them down onto the bed. "In a rush?" he muttered as his hands flew over her body removing the barrier of her clothing. Faster than she could account for she was naked underneath him and being played by his fingers like an instrument.

"Noah," she gasped when his tongue took over between her legs. She fiddled with the bedclothes trying to find some purchase, but his ministrations were too expert, too arousing and she could not be grounded. She was pulsing her juices into him before she could catch her breath. Her body was still humming on simmer when his stubble rubbed at her stomach.

"I need to be inside you."

"I need you inside me."

He got up and rummaged in the overnight bag sitting on the floor with one hand, the other was unbuttoning his jeans. He tossed a crushed box of condoms onto the bed next her and finished undressing. "I hope what this lacks in finesse and ambience I make up for in pleasure," he whispered as he covered her with his naked body.

He took a condom out of the box and closed his eyes and groaned as Anna's small, strong hand closed around him. With a sense of urgency he tore the packet open and reached down to sheath himself. Together their hands made quick work of the job and she was spreading her legs open wider and he was driving inside her.

"You smell beautiful."

"You smell disgusting."

Noah laughed. "I've been aching for you." At his words she broke apart around him. Sweat dripped off his face as he continued to ride her through crest after crest of pleasure. "Noah," she urged, gave him permission.

Panting and sweaty they melded together.

"I want you to check into rehab. Hide out until this is over," she pleaded quietly.

"No." Noah got up and sat down on the edge of the bed.

Anna sat up, pulling a sheet over her nudity. "I can't worry about you and do…"

"Then don't. I don't need or want you to worry about me. Robert and I have everything covered." They stared at each other, testing.

"Your son is devastated thinking you've gone back to drinking."

Noah looked away, his face stony. "I know he may never forgive me for lying to him and even if he does he may never trust me again." He looked back at Anna. "If it keeps everyone safe it'll be worth it."

"You're determined to do this." Anna shook her head.

She sounded shaken so he reached out and took her into his arms. "Yes." He pressed a kiss to her hair.

"I need for you to be careful."

"Same goes."

Ten minutes later Anna was walking back into the dark alley. The click of her heels echoed behind her as she slipped behind another building and took a route that would drop her out into the street blocks away from the Jake's.

She never saw Lorenzo Alcazar walking out of the shadows behind her with a gun in his gloved fist. He stood still as the sounds of her departure faded away. Then he turned and looked up at a lighted window in the building next to him. After a few minutes he put the gun into the pocket of his black trench coat and turned and walked out of the alley.

TBC