Chapter 24

"Where is little Robin? I thought she was just taking a walk?" Jerry had been in hiding for days but he was tired of it. Marcus had controlled the situation for far too long and Jerry wanted to enjoy all the amenities Wyndamere had to offer. He took full advantage of Robin's absence to sit in the living room and have a drink.

Marcus was pacing the living room. "I don't know – she left to take that walk hours ago and she still has not come back. The launch hasn't left since Nikolas disappeared yesterday so she has to be somewhere on this godforsaken island."

"Because no one could come in another boat and sneak off with her, right?" Given who the man's father was Jerry expected him to be smarter. "Her parents are spies and her ex-husband has a lot of friends who really do not care for you. Is it beyond the realm of possibility that someone snuck onto this island and took her off it?"

Marcus shook his head. "She wouldn't do that."

Jerry rolled her eyes. "I wasn't saying that she would leave willingly but our little bird has the most interesting ability to get herself into the worst situations – I have never known anyone who has been kidnapped as many times as that girl."

"Excuse me sir, this was left at the door for you." Alfred walked into the room, handed Marcus an envelope and walked back out.

Marcus opened it and pulled out a note and Robin's engagement ring. "No – she wouldn't leave me."

Jerry wasn't surprised that things had turned out this way. "It seems our little bird has flown the coop. Helena will be thrilled. What does the note say?"

"I'm sorry, I can't." Marcus balled up the note and threw it across the room. "She couldn't do this."

"Sorry old boy but I could have told you this was the only ending to yours and Robin's story. No matter what happens, she will always end up back with Patty boy." Jerry smiled at him condescendingly and then left the room.

Marcus squeezed Robin's ring in his hand. Patrick - of course it was Patrick, this was all his fault. He stormed out the door and headed to launch – he knew exactly where Robin was it was time to bring her home.

Epiphany watched with growing frustration as Patrick threw charts all over the counter, looking for the right one. "Is there something I can help you with Dr. Drake?"

"Yes, please explain to me why it is so hard to find a chart when I need it." Patrick gestured to the stack on the counter. "One chart, that's all I want."

Epiphany rolled her eyes. Ever since Dr. Banks had announced his engagement to Robin the other day, Patrick had been nearly impossible to deal with. She calmly walked over to the counter, reached under the desk and pulled out the chart he was looking for. "Is this it – the Metz chart? You set it down there earlier today so you wouldn't forget where it was. Boy, are you even trying?"

Patrick took the chart. "Thank you." He put his head down in the chart and ignored everything that was going on around him. He spent 10 minutes making notes and then handed the chart back to Epiphany. "Keep pushing fluids and I want his vitals checked every four hours."

"Yes doctor." Epiphany didn't even try to hide the sarcasm in her voice. "Is there anything else I can do for you before I return to helping my other patients?"

Patrick was oblivious to her tone. "Not at this time. I'm going back to my office."

He started to walk down the hall when he was grabbed from behind and shoved into a wall. Marcus pinned Patrick to the wall. "Where is she?!"

Patrick fought back. "What the hell are you talking about?"

Marcus continued to get in Patrick's face. "Robin? What have you done with Robin?" Marcus raised his fist to try and beat the truth out of the man when he felt himself being pulled away.

Mac held on tight to Banks. "What the hell is going on here?"

Marcus ignored Mac and focused on Patrick. "I know you have her!"

Patrick straightened up and shook his head. "Thanks Mac."

Mac held the still struggling Marcus back and looked at Patrick. "Do you want me to call the cops?"

"Go ahead." Marcus finally slipped out of Mac's grip and stepped towards Patrick. "Then I can have you arrested for kidnapping."

Mac looked at Patrick. "What the hell is he talking about?"

"I have no idea. He thinks I know where Robin is but I don't have a clue what he is talking about." Patrick walked over to Marcus. "But I have to admit I am thrilled that she finally wised up and left you before she did something stupid, like actually marrying you. I don't know where she is and, even if I did, I wouldn't tell you."

Mac watched both men carefully. "When was the last time you saw Robin Dr. Banks?"

"She took a walk this morning and hasn't been seen since." Marcus kept his glare on Patrick. He wasn't about to tell them about the note or the returned ring.

"Patrick, where were you this morning?" Mac looked at Robin's ex-husband and waited for his answer.

"I came in at 7 for an emergency surgery that lasted 6 hours." Patrick ignored Marcus completely and spoke to Robin's uncle. "I have barely had time to eat, let alone run out to Wyndamere and kidnap my ex-wife."

Mac turned back to Marcus. "Maybe Robin just needed some time alone. It's only been a few hours so why don't you wait and see. If you haven't heard from her by tonight give me a call and I will help you look for her."

"The last thing I want is help from either one of you. If I find out you had anything to do with Robin's disappearance I will make you pay." Patrick and Mac watched as Marcus turned on his heel and stormed back to the elevator, determined to find his Robin.

Robin slowly opened her eyes and shut them again contentedly. She let out a big yawn and smiled, she hadn't slept that well in years. She turned her head on the pillow and then sat up – where was she?

She was in a bedroom - a nice one at that. She got up and walked over to the window and noticed that she was on the second floor of a house in the middle of nowhere. Robin saw woods surrounding the house but no distinguishing landmarks. She attempted to open the window but it was sealed shut. She looked around the room at the door and walked over to it, trying to decide if it was worth even attempting to open it. It was probably locked but curiosity got the better of her and she turned the knob, surprised that it opened up immediately.

Robin poked her head out the door, looking carefully out into the hallway before venturing out of her room. Her captors obviously were not too concerned about her escaping which meant that she was literally miles from any sort of help. Robin wasn't sure this made her feel any better about her situation. Sure, she could move around but the chances of getting help out in the middle of nowhere were slim to none.

She made it down the stairs and headed for the front door. She had just reached it when she heard someone behind her. "You know better than that."

Robin recognized the voice instantly and turned around. "I should have known it was you."

"Hello sweetheart." Robert stepped towards his daughter and pulled her into a tight hug. "Daddy's here to fix everything."