A/N: So I bet you're all wondering who it is who hit Robin, right? And I'm happy to announce that ……………………………….you still don't find out in this chapter! I had you hoping there didn't I? No? Okay, fine. So I'm still really excited about this story and where it's going and the amazing feedback that you guys keep giving me. I love seeing you guys try and guess who it was who hit her and contemplating what Patrick will do when he finds out. It's quite entertaining. Especially knowing that I know what is coming up! But anyway, your feedback was once again amazing and for that reason I am writing this lovely chapter. Well… that and I'm in a good mood and extremely bored. Sigh. But onward toward the chapter mates!

This chapter isn't the longest and I apologize for that. I just kind of wanted to get something out there for you guys since it's been so long. But thanks for the support and I hope I can give you something more and something longer next time: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?

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Unexpected Betrayal

Chapter Nine: Speaking to the Lost

She looked so tiny lying in the bed that she seemed to be sinking into. So frail and weak; looking as if she was just sleeping. The monitor placed beside her bed was the only concrete proof that she was still alive, the steady beeping being the only thing heard. She was always so strong and thought with her head, ready to take on anything. She always did what she wanted to do and didn't need anyone to help her. But recently, they had been there for each other and she was leaning on his for support. Now here she was confined to this bed, helpless and the irony being that only she could bring herself out of this. Slowly, he made his way to her side, staring down at her afraid at what he would find if he touched her. He pulled the chair nearby closer to the bed and took a seat, never taking his eyes off her sleeping form. This was what he always guarded himself from; never wanting to face the chance that he might lose the one person he loved with everything in him. Carefully, he grabbed her hand surprised at it cool temperature, and brought it to his lips kissing each finger.

His eyes traveled the length of her body, reassuring himself that she was okay; she just had to wake up. And besides the bumps and bruises and the cast on her arm, everything seemed to be fine. He lightly ran his and over her cheek, fighting the tears once again. "I know you can hear me." He said his voice cracking. "You need to listen to me for once and fight your way back." This was the hardest thing that he had ever done; his heart was breaking with every word. "This is all so wrong. We- we should be at home celebrating. I was going to prop-propose to you." He took a moment and wiped at his eyes. "I knew that I wanted to do something special for you and be all romantic but I was anxious, I couldn't wait to ask you to be my wife." He moved closer to her, wanting to be as close to her form as possible. "Robin, you have to wake up. You can't check out on me now. Not after all of that hard work you've done to change me and make me that man that I am… the man that loves you. Fight Robin, fight to come back to me, please? Fight for our future together." He bowed his head and cried, his body wracking with tears.

Outside in the hall looking in stood Noah. Briefly he considered going in and standing beside Patrick but this was a time and something that he needed to do on his own. He had to tell her how he felt and let his feelings about the whole situation be known, even if that meant breaking down and crying.

"It's hard isn't it?" Noah turned and saw Robin's aunt, Felicia, watching the same thing he was. "Wanting to help them so bad but not being able to."

"This is tearing him apart."

Felicia nodded. "Mac is going to find whoever is responsible for this mess and whoever did this will pay the price. Until then, we all just have to stay positive and stand by her. She will come out of this."

"I had hoped he would never have to go through this pain." Noah sighed. "If it had been up to him, he wouldn't have."

"And then my niece came into the picture and forced him…" Felicia nodded. "She has a funny way of doing that. She is something special, that's for sure. Her smile is so infectious and if she loves or cares for you, she'll do anything to help you and make you happy. She's fighting this and she'll come back to him."

"Things are good right now between Patrick and me and I owe all of that to Robin. She helped us find our way back to each other, she helped him open up to life again; to caring and loving someone. I hope she pulls through this or Patrick will never be the same again."

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He sat on that very bench he had sat on earlier that day with his father, staring at the flickering wick of the candles up ahead. There was so much that he wanted to say to her, to his father. This whole situation showed him what his dad felt watching his mother growing increasingly worse over those last couple of months. He finally understood the terror he felt going into that operating room. He just hoped he wouldn't have to understand the pain it was to say goodbye to her forever. He could finally admit his feelings to her; say that he was in love with her. He could tell anyone else that he loved her but to say goodbye to her… he couldn't do it and walk away the same man.

"I- I finally understand that pain that you went through when you had to say goodbye." He was speaking out loud and to anyone passing by, it looked like he was talking to himself but he knew he was saying what he always wanted to tell his mother and was never given the chance to. "I watched as dad fell apart after we lost you and maybe it is partially my fault for letting things get so out of control, but I lost both of my parents that day. I lost my own will to live, my reasons to live.

"I swore off love and all of the possibilities for my future. I forgot about everything that you wanted for me because I was afraid. I didn't want to watch the woman that I love leave me behind to suffer. I didn't want to have to say goodbye. I knew that I couldn't; I wouldn't be able to." He took a deep breath, "I took every precaution to make sure that never happened. But Robin… She fought her way through and into my heart.

"You would have loved her. She is so much like you. She is headstrong and she goes after everything that she wants. She fights so hard…" He wiped at his tears. "I don't know what I'll do if I lose her. We've been together for such a short time but she is everything to me. You know, she makes me happy. I don't need anything but for her to be okay and for her to wake up and give me that smile.

"I guess I'm just asking you to watch over her, keep her safe; let her come back to me. Mom, I love her. It took some time but I know that dad isn't the reason that you left. I know that it was your time and no doctor could have walked in that operating room and saved your life. But please, don't let her be taken from me. She is the one who has helped me realize that it's okay to miss you and to wish I could see you everyday. She helped me let go of my angry towards dad…" He paused, his hands shaking. "I'm just not ready to say goodbye."