A/N: So yall were shocked with that last chapter, huh? Again, you guys are amazing. I LOVE that you guys are enjoying this story so much. But the shocks are finished coming just yet. But thank you guys so much for the response to the last chapter and I hope you all continue to enjoy this as time goes on. And just so you guys know, I should be studying for my Algebra final that is tomorrow but I'm choosing to write this for you all. And besides, I haven't written anything since before Monday's awesomeness, so here you go. :D

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?

So once again, this isn't the LONGEST chapter but it's pretty emotional and based on the one scene and I think you guys will understand when you read. And trust me, things are only getting started. So I hope you enjoy it.

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Unexpected Betrayal

Chapter Six: Earth- Shattering and Crumbling

Patrick stepped out of his car, still worried and getting a sick feeling in the pit of his stomach. It had been a little over an hour since he had awoke from his nap and he knew it had been at least a couple of hours since Robin had woke him up letting him know she was going to the store. So where was she now? He knew her schedule and he knew that because of her medicine, she couldn't eat dinner past seven so she had to have come in before that to wake him up, right? Around six or six-thirty? But that was almost three hours ago now and she still wasn't home, he thought as he glanced at the clock.

A quarter til nine.

Jumping on the elevator, his mind racing, his cell phone rang. "Hello? Robin?" He asked urgently.

"Patrick?" The person questioned.

"Liz?" His voice fell. Where was Robin?

"Patrick, you have to get to the hospital now."

"Why? What's wrong?" His stomach sunk.

"There was a major trauma and we need a surgeon…" Liz began to explain.

"I'm on my way." He stated quickly. She hadn't mentioned anything about Robin so she had to be fine. Maybe she was at the hospital too? Maybe she had just been called in earlier than him…

He rode the elevator up and then back down and rushed to his car. There were some times that he really hated that both he and Robin were doctors. They were called in at all times of night and without a second thought, they jumped.

It was their job; what they do best.

His speed slowed when he saw the emergency crew ahead of him and the flashing lights. Maybe this was the accident Liz was talking about? He thought about stopping and helping here but that was why the EMTs were there, and besides, he was needed already at the hospital.

He passed the accident, without even glancing at what could possibly be going on. He had lives to save at the hospital.

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He walked quickly from the parking garage to the emergency room. Giving a heavy sigh, he saw the man laying on the gurney and started giving direction and asking questions. He wasn't quite sure what it was, but something was off in the room. It was like something was hanging over all of them but he wasn't quite sure what it was. He could feel the stares on his back but he shrugged it off as worry and interest over the patient lying in front of him and whether he would have the ability to save the man of not.

"He needs surgery." He stated simply as he continued his inspection of the man's body. "What happened to him?"

"He was in a car accident." One of the nurses spoke up. The other staff in the room still deathly silent.

Patrick looked around the room, glancing at each person before asking. "What's going on?"

What noise was being made went silent. All eyes were now on the brunette standing next to him. It was suddenly her job to tell him what was wrong; to shatter his world.

"What is going on?" He asked a little louder. "Okay, we don't exactly have time for this right now' we have a life to save. So I suggest whatever it is that is bothering every last one of you; you get over it fast." He all but ordered.

The truth was, everyone is the room new that this man had been in a car accident. He had hit a stopped car. The car that had hit Robin. The car and the accident that Patrick had no idea about.

"Damn it!" Patrick shouted when the monitor's shrill ring was heard. "Starting compressions. Charge the paddles to 360!"

There was nothing that could be done to save this man. Patrick had lost yet another patient. "Time of death… ten forty-five pm."

The already somber mood in the room seemed to tighten and soon all eyes were on the handsome man in front of them, knowing that the news was coming soon and he just might lose everything.

His beeper sounded, slicing through the stiff emotions in the room. Glancing down at the message, "Another emergency. Looks like it's going to be another long night." He muttered under his breath and handed the chart he had been writing on, to the nurse standing next to him. He took one final look at the man before him and left the room, shaking his head in disappointment.

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He pulled the gloves off his hands as he turned the corner ready to head into the next trauma, seeing the crowd of people leading the gurney into the next room. He didn't bother stopping at the nurses' station to get the correct information and he ignored the person behind him calling his name.

He should have stopped. He shouldn't have ever walked through those swinging doors. His body and mind went numb and his world was going in slow motion. He watched as the paramedics and the other doctors lifted the small form from one bed to the other, shouting orders franticly. His stomach fell and he felt his knees going weak seeing the sight in front of him. This couldn't be happening. This was all some sort of a terrible nightmare and he was going to wake up anytime now. Of course, that's how this whole mess had started, he had been asleep and when he woke up, she was gone.

"I need that ivy in now!" Patrick heard a strong male voice order still standing by the doors, not willing to see what he already knew.

It was Robin.

"Patrick?" Liz asked entering the trauma, tears already falling down her own cheeks for her friend. "Patrick you can't be in here."

"Dr. Drake, you have to leave now." The male voice from a few moments said.

"I'm not leaving her."

"Epiphany…" The doctor started to ask.

"Why don't you pay attention to the patient instead of worrying about what Dr. Drake is doing?" Epiphany asked, glaring at the man before her. She knew better than anyone how much the two of them cared for each other and even the world ending wouldn't get Patrick out of that room. Whether he wanted to be in there or if he just wasn't able to make his feet move; he wasn't going anywhere.

"Be- be careful." Patrick choked out. "She's HIV positive." He waned to help but he couldn't. Not the way he wanted to at least.

He gripped at the table to his right, dizziness setting in. How had this happened? Just a few hours ago she was up and smiling, taking care of him. She was always taking care of him, no matter how much he protested. Now here she was fighting for her life and he couldn't bring himself to move from his spot. He needed to help her and take care of her for once but his feet wouldn't move. His heart wouldn't allow himself to reach out and touch her; too afraid of what he would feel and get in return.

His heart was telling him that she was going to be okay, she was going to pull through this just fine and they would be just as happy as they were before. But his head was telling him that there was a chance that he could lose her. He was a doctor and he understood everything that was being said. But even if he wasn't a doctor, he would know things were bad. There was blood everywhere and the doctors were working frantically…

"Robin." His body slid down the wall behind him, his legs finally giving in.

He couldn't hold it in any longer. His emotions finally got the best of him. His body shook and his eyes red from the tears that he could no longer keep hidden.