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Chapter Nineteen.

Robin was at the Metro Court with Patrick and Noah when the elevator doors opened. Patrick titled his head to the side and stared at the couple making out inside.

"Aren't those your parents?" Patrick asked his girlfriend.

Robin put down her menu and her eyes bulged as her parents untangled themselves and stepped off the elevator, holding hands.

"Hey, Luv." Robert said

"Hi, baby." Anna said, smiling

"What is going on with you two?" asked Robin "The mission must have went awfully well."

"Fabulous." said Robert

"It worked out satisfactory." said Anna. She sat next to Noah. Looking at Robin she said, " Tell us about our granddaughter. How is she?"

"She has a name now." Robin said, excited. "Patrick came up with it."

Robert pulled up a chair and sat in it, backward. "Don't tell me he named my grand baby Patricia? I was rooting for Roberta. Little Bertie. That's cute, right?"

"Noey is cuter." Noah said "Maybe your and Robin's next baby can be named that, Patrick."

Patrick's eyes bugged out. He swallowed hard.

Anna asked, "So spill. What are we calling her?"

"Isabella Angel Scorpio Jacks." Robin looked at Patrick "For now."

Patrick gave her a sweet smile. He still felt terrified at the idea of being a husband and a father but when he thought of losing her that nearly stopped his heart.

I can do this, Patrick thought, I want to love Robin and Izzy for the rest of my life.

"Isabella Angel Scorpio Jacks Drake," Noah said "will be quite a mouthful."

"That will cost a fortune to have engraved on anything." Robert joked "Hmmm. Little Luv can be her nickname.. Much more economical."

"You are all invited to her Christening on Sunday."Robin said

Patrick looked around the table. Family. His and hers mixed together. It felt right.

Maxie was wandering down the street, unsteadying on her feet, when she turned a corner and ran into Dillon

"You're back?"

"Looks like it, genius." she snarked at him

"Do your parents know? They've been heart broken since you ditched Port Charles."

"Don't lay on the guilt. I'm not in the mood."

"I'll take that as a no. Well you need to call Georgie and I mean today. Or else I go to Mac."

Maxie glared at him. "Who asked you to butt into my business? Stay the hell out of it. Not everyone is as perfect as your love Georgie, Dillon. Hell she isn't even as perfect as you think."

"At least she isn't drunk in the middle of the afternoon. Your sister is at Robin's babysitting her newly adopted daughter right now. Georgie has been working over time to be good so your parents don't think about how you disappeared."

"Screw off." She pushed past him.

"Call her! And do it quick. I go to Mac at sundown."

Maxie flipped him off over her shoulder and kept walking away.

Dillon went back at home and picked up the phone to call Georgie when Alice came into the living room.

"The police are here to see Miss Lulu."

Dillon's eyes got big. "Why?"

Mac and Lucky entered the room. Mac said, "Is she here?"

"Upstairs." Alice said

"I'll bring her down." Lucky said

Lucky went to her room, knocked and entered.

"Hey, big brother, what's going on?"

"If you put that baby in the park tell me now. I can protect you."

Lulu blinked. Her hand went over her stomach. "What would make you think that?"

"Gary Evans called a tip into the station. He claims he went to the beach last summer with you, Georgie, Dillon, Maxie, Diego and Lucas. And that picnic basket the baby was found in was brought in the car you, Georgie and Maxie came and left in."

Lucky waited for her to deny it. When she didn't he said, "And your child would be the right age to be Angel Baby."

"I don't have a child." Lulu said softly "I am no one's mother. Okay?"

"Lulu..."

"Can't help you, Lucky. I don't remember a picnic from nearly a year ago."

"You had better hope Mac buys that."

"Do you?"

"If you say so then I will back you up."

They went downstairs and stonewalled Mac as a team.

Max knocked on the door of the room above Kelly's.

"She's not there. She's went on a bender again." said a female voice from behind him.

Max turned to see her leaning against the wall, her black hair cascading down over her shoulders.

"Who are you?" he asked

"Lea. Maxie's only other friend in the world."

"And you let her leave here drunk?"

"If you think I could stop her then you don't know Maxie Jones as well as you think."

Max scowled at her. "You are the one I don't know. Are you new in town?"

"I'm here because Maxie helped me to get off drugs and I would like to help her now. I know she needs it. But it might be too late. The life we lived back in New York left her with ...regrets... the kind she tries to drink away."

"I have to find her."

Lea watched him walk off and called. "Tell her to go to meeting. I'll go with her if she wants."

When Mac and Lucky left Dillon said to Lulu, "Tell me the truth. Don't even try to con me. I can read you. Is that our baby that was left in the park?"

"No."

"I won't hate you. Just be honest. Is she ours? I swear I will not be mad. We can deal with this. We can raise our baby together." Dillon's voice sounded desperate.

"I thought this was over. I thought we were past this." Lulu whispered

"Say she's ours. Please." His eyes pleaded with her. The need in them took her breath away.

Lulu closed her eyes briefly. Then she opened them and said, "I had the abortion, Dillon. Our baby is dead."