Chapter 63

"Robin, are you sure you don't want anything to eat?" Marcus gently wiped his face with a napkin and smiled at her. "There is a ton of food here."

"I lost my appetite when I saw you sitting in my home." Robin had stayed in Patrick's arms the entire time Marcus was eating their supper.

"And you Dr. Drake?" Marcus looked at Patrick and was greeted with a menacing glare. "Too bad – I thought you might want to enjoy one last meal together."

"What the hell are you talking about – you are not kidnapping her again." Patrick pulled Robin in even closer to him.

"Who said anything about kidnapping Robin? I know I certainly didn't." Marcus stood up and began walking around the room. "No, I am here with what my dear friend Jerry Jax calls options for you."

Marcus stopped walking and took a spot at the opposite end of the coffee table from Patrick and Robin. He looked at the couple. "Dr. Drake, you are responsible for my father's death."

"No he's not!" Robin's response was immediate. "Your father knocked me unconscious and Patrick pushed Grant away so he could take care of me. It was an accident so if you want to blame anyone, blame me for running off in the first place."

"Robin, Robin, Robin." Marcus picked up his drink off of the table and gently ran his fingers around the rim. "Patrick pushed him over the bluff, not you. Anyway I believe in an eye for an eye but, like I said, I will give you several options to choose from: Option one, Patrick comes with me back to the Adirondacks and I do to him what he did to my father."

Robin stood up. "No!"

Marcus watched as Patrick stood up behind his wife and wrapped himself around her. "Very well – option two is that I collect little Joshua and raise him myself."

"You stay the hell away from our son." Marcus could practically feel the venom from Patrick's words hit him as they flew from the man's mouth.

"Which leads me to option three, Robin leaves here willingly with me tonight and we start a new family far away from you, Dr. Drake, and your children." Marcus smiled.

Robin closed her eyes as Patrick locked his arms around her. After a minute she opened them and glared at Marcus. "You bastard."

Marcus walked back to the couch and sat down. "So, which bag is getting packed tonight Robin – yours or little Josh's?" He picked up his tablet from off the table and turned it on. "And before you answer, let me show you something."

Marcus slid the tablet over to the couple and Robin picked it up with her now shaking hands. There on the screen she saw Mac's living room and saw their children there with Mac and Felicia. Emma and Felicia were playing a game while Mac fed Josh. Robin looked at Marcus, a mixture of hurt and anger filling her face. "I hate you."

"I take it I have my answer." Marcus nodded at Zack who walked quietly up behind the couple.

Robin sighed in resignation – she really had no choice and Marcus knew it. "I'll go with you."

"Robin – no…" Patrick started to protest but his protest was cut off by a blow to the head from Zack's gun.

"Patrick!" Robin dropped down to the floor to check on her husband but was pulled away by the other gentleman in the room. He held Robin tight in his arms as Marcus approached her. "You didn't have to do that."

Marcus gently took Robin's face in his hands. "Maybe not but we do need time to get away and this will give us that time. Zack, go pack Robin's things. Dax," Marcus looked up at the man restraining Robin, "prepare Robin for our trip."

Robin began struggling but she was no match for the tall, muscular man holding her. She saw Marcus hand him a needle and began begging. "I already told you I would go with you – you don't need to do that."

"Yes, I do." Marcus smiled as Dax plunged the needle into her arm and Robin passed out.

"Are you sure it's okay if we stop by like this?" Sam sat in the passenger seat of their car as they drove to Patrick and Robin's place.

"Of course it is – Robin is going to be thrilled to find out we are having another baby and if anyone should get to share in this moment it's her." Jason reached over and took Sam's hand in his. "We wouldn't even be having a baby if she hadn't saved me."

Sam smiled at him and squeezed his hand as they pulled into the driveway. They both got out of the car and were headed to the front door when Jason stopped. Sam looked up at him, concerned. "What is it?"

"Where is the guard?" Jason stepped forward and looked around. "Go back to the car and call Dennis – see who is supposed to be on duty tonight."

Sam dashed off to the car as Jason carefully made his way to the front door. He looked in the side window and saw Patrick lying on the floor. "Sam! Call 911 and get an ambulance here. Then call Mac and see if the kids are with him."

Jason tried the door but it was locked so he grabbed a rock and smashed in one of the side windows. Move quickly, he reached in, unlocked the door and ran to the unresponsive man. "Patrick!"

Sam came running in the door. "Patrick! Jason, what happened?"

"I don't know." He saw blood coming from a wound on the left side of Patrick's head. "What did they say?"

"Dennis said Zack was supposed to be on duty - he is on his way over. As for Mac, the kids are with him. Luckily, Nathan and Maxie were visiting them so he put Nathan on guard duty and is headed over too." Sam looked at Jason. "Jason, where's Robin?"

"Oh my God – Robin!" Jason ran up the stairs and searched every room, desperately looking for Patrick's wife. He got to the master bedroom. The closet and dresser drawers were open and clothes were thrown about the room, like someone had packed in a hurry. He checked the bathroom and his heart dropped into his stomach. All of Robin's medications were missing.

Jason ran back down the stairs and looked at Sam. "She's gone."