Chapter 12

"Are you available for a consult?" Patrick's eyes sparkled as he took in the sight of his wife sitting behind her desk. This was how it should be – the two of them working together at GH. Her, the brilliant researcher using her drug therapies to shrink the tumors before he, the brilliant surgeon, safely and expertly removes them with his wife in the OR assisting him. He closed the door behind him.

Robin smiled at her husband. "A true consult or a "consult"?" she asked giggling.

"Maybe both." Patrick came up to Robin and spun her around in her chair. Then, picking her up, he moved he to the couch and began kissing her.

"Well in that case…" was all she got out before Patrick silenced her with another kiss. God, she had missed this. Not just the physical closeness but the emotional closeness. They were so in tune with each other that sometimes a single look would say everything. She never wanted this closeness to end.

"Uh, uh." Noah cleared his throat. Patrick and Robin looked up and saw Noah and Matt both standing at the now opened door. "Sorry to interrupt but thought you might want to say hi to your brother-in-law on his first day back."

Robin laughed and put her forehead on Patrick's chest and he rested his chin on her head. He had completely forgotten about Matt's first day back. As soon as Matt had returned home, a video was sent to the PCPD showing that Lisa was still alive after her fight with Matt and that Jerry had come back and killed Lisa in retaliation for her attempts to hurt Robin. It was Jerry's thank you for waking Robin from her coma. Matt's conviction was overturned and he was able to get his medical license reinstated. It had been a long road but it looked like everything was finally falling into place.

Getting up, Robin crossed the room and gave her brother-in-law a hug. "Welcome back. I'm just sorry that Jerry's obsession cost you so much."

Matt hugged her tight. "Robin, it is not your fault. None of this is. It is all on Jerry. Speaking of that bastard, any word yet? Have they found him?"

She shook her head sadly as Patrick came up and wrapped his arms around her, once again resting his chin on her head. She never felt as safe and secure as when he was holding her like that.

"Not yet. Robert and Anna have had a few leads but nothing has panned out yet."

Noah quickly changed the subject. "Hey, I heard both of my grandkids are here today."

"Yeah, teacher institute so Robbie and Emma are both at the daycare today. Hey, why don't I go get the kids and the 6 of us go to Kelly's for lunch?" Robin was suddenly hungry for a cheeseburger and fries.

Patrick readily agreed. "Lunch with the family sounds great. I have to sign off on a chart and I'll meet you there?"

"Sounds great – see you in 5 at Kelly's?" Matt and Noah nodded their heads in agreement and walked out the door.

Patrick reluctantly let go of Robin as they followed Matt and Noah. "Oh, I almost forgot, have you seen my phone? I could have sworn I put it in my locker before my surgery this morning and now I can't find it."

Robin shook her head and laughed. "It always amazes me how such a brilliant man can be so unorganized. No, but I will help you look for it when we get home. How much you want to bet you left on the charger by the bed again?"

"If it's our usual bet, I'm all in." He smiled and winked at her.

"Down boy!" Robin stood up on her toes and gave him a quick kiss on the lips. "I'm getting the kids and I will see you in 5 at Kelly's."

Patrick watched Robin walk away and smiled. How lucky can one man get?

Robin headed to the daycare center. She was looking forward to getting the kids and spending some time with them. She didn't have any appointments this afternoon and was thinking about just taking the rest of the day off and heading to the park with the kids. She loved her work but the kids and Patrick were her priority. She was passing by the supply closet when a hand grabbed her and pulled her in. A cloth was placed over her face and, after a brief struggle, everything went dark.

But right before she passed out she hit the button in her pocket lining that her parents had insisted she have added to all her clothing. The signal that would let her family know that she was in trouble and track where she was being taken. She had thought the homing device was overkill – she was never so happy to be wrong.