A/N: Oh my gosh you guys! The feedback for this story has been nothing short of amazing! I am so glad that you are all "intrigued" and with that one short chapter! But that's a GOOD thing:D Let me just tell you haw excited I am about this story… I have up to chapter fourteen planned out already and that's not anywhere near the end! So thank you guys so much and because of the overwhelming amounts of feedback, I am updating this so soon. Hopefully this will be able to flow this well from now on too because my last day of school is coming! So than you guys again, and I hope you enjoy this chapter!

Summary: Robin and Patrick are the happiest they have ever been and falling more and more in love everyday. What happens when Robin's life is threatened and someone close to the both of them is at fault? How will Patrick cope and where will they go from here?

Once again, this isn't really the LONGEST chapter. Right now, I'm kind of just trying to set the stage for the story. As I said before, I have up to chapter fourteen planned out and I know exactly where I am taking this and what is going to happen in each of those chapters. So please forgive me for the slow beginning and I promise things pick up in the next few chapters! And thanks again for all of those great replies! I loved every one of them!

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Unsuspected Betrayal

Chapter Two: Uncertainty

And someday love will find me in the rough

Someday love will finally be enough

I got your love letters

I threw them all away

And I hear you think that I'm crazy

I'm driving 95

And I'm driving you away

And I shine a little more lately

Someday love will find me in the rough

Someday love will finally be enough

- "In The Rough"- Ana Nalick

Patrick breathed deep, opened one eye, and when he decided he wasn't going to be blinded; opened the other eye. He stretched both arms high above his head, awakening all of his tired muscles. He relaxed once more, now laying his head on his hand and laying one arm over the body that was still asleep next to his. He watched her for a moment; her chest rising and falling with each breath, her eyes blinking because she was dreaming. She was perfect and oh so beautiful. She never saw herself in the same light that he did. To him, she was beautiful any time day or night but especially in the morning when she was still half asleep with her hair a mess and falling in ever direction; no make-up on. She looked absolutely breathtaking. Not that she wasn't always breathtaking…but just as she was at her best early in the morning; she never looked sexier than when she was lounging around the house in one of his old shirts or a pair of his boxers.

He kissed the soft spot just below her ear and softly whispered, "Rise and shine…" He continued his assault, following the line of her neck down until she reached the material of her shirt, before switching directions and returning to his original spot. "Robin, time to wake up. I'm getting a little lonely." He pouted.

She grunted and rolled over now facing his body. She wanted to be angry at him for disturbing her restful sleep but she couldn't when he was waking her up like this. "I don't want to get up. Can't we just lay here all day just like this?" She asked still never opening her eyes. But only a moment later, her eyes did manage to open and she sat up in a hurry, falling off the couch that now wasn't able to hold both of their bodies, before Patrick could catch her. "I am so late for work!" She managed to say as she stood, almost tripping over the blanket that she had taken with her when she fell off the couch. "I was supposed to be back in at five this morning and it's what," she looked around the room for the clock that was staring her in the face, "ten o' clock." She stumbled once more over the blanket mumbling something about how angry Alan was going to be.

Patrick watched from his place still on the couch, enjoying the show first thing in the morning. "Why don't you just call in sick? Your shift is almost over now and you have to go in later tonight anyway…" He tried to reason with her.

"I can't. I am working Kellie's shifts while she is out on maternity leave and the hospital is short staffed as it is… I can't afford to not go in now."

"If they needed you, they would have called already." She stated.

"I'm going in Patrick." She said sternly, finally finding her shoes that she had been searching for.

"Are you going to change clothes? Take a shower?" This time he asked slightly annoyed.

"I don't have time…"

"You know, I said last night I wasn't going to worry but Robin, I'm starting to. You have been working these crazy shifts for over a month now. You aren't getting enough sleep or eating right…"

"I know how to take care of myself just fine." Now she was annoyed. This was going to be a long day.

"I'm just saying that with your HIV…"

"Drop it, Patrick. I'm going in and you're not going to talk me out of it." She grabbed her jacket and her keys by the door. "I'll see you later." And she was gone.

"I love you too." He said when the door slammed shut.

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Robin slammed the stack off files down on the desk, sighing heavily and wishing she had taken Patrick's advice and stayed home this morning. He was right, all of these shifts with very little sleep weren't good for her health and she was definitely feeling the effects now. "Epiphany, will you call me when the labs come back on Mr. Johansson? I'm going to go to my office and try to get some of this work down."

"Can I help with some of that?" A male voice asked, coming up beside her and taking some of her load from her hands.

"Thank you, Noah." She sighed and gave him a small smile, too tired to do anything else.

"Listen, about last night... I really didn't mean you interrupt your night alone with Patrick."

"Oh no, don't worry about it, really. We weren't planning anything special. We were just going to curl up and watch a movie or something anyway." Robin smiled at him again.

"I should have known that I was interrupting something when I saw the disappointed look on Patrick's face…" He continued despite her reassurances.

"Noah, what's this really about?"

He glanced at the tiny woman before him, amazed every day at the strength that she held within her. He saw the love and the connection that she had with his son and he knew that where he was with Patrick right now, was all due to her and her inability to take no for an answer. "Nothing really." He tried to settle her fears. "I kind of just wanted to thank you for taking a chance with Patrick. I know he isn't exactly the prince charming that every woman is looking for and I guess, I have my self to blame for most of that but you have really gotten through to him. I never thought that Patrick would or could be tamed but you proved me wrong." He was surprised by the look of despair that crossed her face. "What is it? What's wrong?"

She shook her head. "I'm sure I have absolutely nothing to worry about." She said almost machine like. Was she trying to convince him or herself? "It's just that with me working all of these nights, Patrick and I haven't spent much time together lately. I know that he would never cheat on me if he could stop it but he IS Patrick and I trust him, I really do. I trust him with my life…"

"But you're still not sure if you can trust him with your heart." Noah finished for her, understanding completely. They finally reached her office door and they stopped for a moment. "Look, I know that I don't know my son as well as I should and that is entirely my fault. But I do know him well enough to know that he adores you. I saw it in the few hours I spent with the two of you just last night. You're right, he wouldn't never intentionally hurt you by cheating and if you ask me, he has no intention of ever doing it. He is perfectly fine with what he has in front of him and he doesn't want to mess that up." Noah walked through the door, placing the files on her desk. "Don't doubt him or the ay he feels for you. It's real. Trust me."