Robin's been hiding the fact that she did not go to the sperm bank but that Patrick's actually the father of her child… their child. She hasn't told him for several reasons, and if he finds out, she feels he'll only feel obligated to be there for their child together. Patrick's been suspecting that Robin's carrying his child, especially since the day he found out that the condom broke. What happens when Patrick finally asks her if he is the father of her baby?

-2-

This was the moment she had been dreading for many, many weeks since she became pregnant with Patrick's baby. What was she really suppose to tell Patrick? Things were just not the same for the two of them anymore, as much as she wanted them to be. Wishful thinking was what got her into the mess that she had created. She had hoped that Patrick would change his mind that he wanted children or even apologize for what he had said right before the two of them had broken up.

'I don't look at you as the mother of my future children.'

Patrick didn't want children and she wanted children more than anything in this world. All Robin ever wanted was to be there for this baby when her parents had been there. Her Uncle Mac had been and she hoped that Robin would live a long, healthy life to see her beautiful child grow up in a beautiful woman or a handsome man.

"Robin?" Patrick questioned, as a sigh left his lips. "Are you going to answer me or do I really need to repeat myself to get an answer?"

Robin sighed heavily, as she looked at her ex-boyfriend. Why was he even asking her this question? He had Leyla and she had this baby that was growing inside of her.

"Why are you even asking me this question?"

"And why are you continue to avoid the question, Robin?" Patrick asked with a raised eyebrow. "Can you just answer the question for me? If I am not the father, I won't question you, anymore, and I can finally get on with my life that I have… no connection to you or… this baby you are carrying."

Robin sighed, as she listened to him, and she looked at him. Fear was written across her face, as she looked over at Patrick. She didn't want him to help her out, as she remembered that he doesn't want kids, and besides… Patrick Drake had Leyla Mir in his life.

But she knew she had to do the right thing or she knew she would never be able to forgive herself.

"Patrick---"

"It is mine, right?"

All Robin could do was nod her head. "I don't need your help, Patrick. I can do this… by myself."

Patrick should have known that was what she was going to say to him. She always tried to act like the tough woman that he had fell in love with but he knew she wouldn't want to do this by herself.

"Robin, no," Patrick said, as he shook his head in her direction, and he placed his hands on his hips. "I don't get how you could not tell me. I need to know something. Were you planning on not telling me the truth? I want to… help you through this. Don't shut me out. This is my baby too, Robin! I want to help you through this. You don't need to do this by yourself…"

"I was going to tell you. I just wasn't… sure when," Robin said, holding her coat against her chest. "Why do you even care? Do you remember what you said? You cannot see children in your future and you don't have to, Patrick. I am saving you from a life filled with changing diapers…"

Why was she doing this to him?

All he wanted was to help Robin through this hard time. He didn't care that she didn't want this to happen with him wanting to be there but this was going to happen whether she liked or not. He deserved to have a part in his son or daughter's life, right?

"Robin, you need to stop trying to protect me. I should be able to make my own decisions if I want a part in my child's life or not. I am a grown ass man, not some scared, little boy like you think I am. I just--- can't believe you would hold on me this long. For Christ sake, you're already beginning to show."

Robin sighed, as she rubbed her temples across her face. "I just don't understand why you are doing this. I remember you saying that you don't look at me as the mother of your future children, Patrick. Well, that's what is happening. I will not let you jeopardize your future in neurology just because I got pregnant with… your baby. I am only doing this for your own good."

"My own good, Robin?" Patrick asked, looking at her ridiculously, while shaking his head. "You're freakin' crazy for even saying that, Robin. What about everything I did today?"

"With Joe and Angie Smith? Are you kidding me? Just because you did something nice…?" Robin scoffed, as she leaned against the wall of the locker room. "I never even asked you to do that…"

"I know you didn't, Robin. Why are you even being so difficult right now? Why couldn't you just tell me the truth about this child that's growing inside of you?"

Robin slid her hand over the back of her neck, and she let out a defeated sigh, as she looked over at Patrick, playing with the little hairs on the back of her neck.

"Because… like I said, you didn't want children, and I want children more than anything, Patrick. All you want to do is to take care of them because you need to… not because you want to."

Patrick knew that Robin was right. All he wanted to do with his life was to become the best neurologist in the country… actually, in the entire world, but he wanted more than that now. He wanted to do the right thing for Robin, his unborn baby, and mainly, for himself.

It had been a touching feeling when Joe had told him that Angie and him were naming their daughter Patricia after him. It had been a genuine gesture because he was trying to help out a man to be a father to his daughter and be there for his wife.

"I just want to be there for my child, Robin. Is that such a bad thing?" Patrick asked with a raised eyebrow, as he turned to look at her. "What the hell is wrong with you? You're acting like I did something wrong to you, Robin!"

"You just need to stop this, Patrick," Robin said, heading for the door, but Patrick stopped her, as he grabbed the door handle to stop her from leaving. "What do you want?"

"I want a chance to prove to you that I deserve to have a part and a say in our child's life," Patrick told her, trying to get her to come around.

"That's just the thing. You don't want this. If things were different… maybe, I'd allow it, Patrick, but you don't want this like I do."

"Robin, I deserve a say in this. I just wish you would have told me," Patrick told Robin, hating that he had to find out she was carrying his child so long.

Robin sighed, as she stood next to him, and she looked up into his chocolate, brown eyes. She could see the pain in his eyes but she didn't understand why he was so angry. All she was doing was protecting him from a future he didn't want. He had wanted to focus on his career and not fatherhood. Now that he knew the truth, he wanted to be in her life, as well as their unborn child.

"I didn't tell you because you lied to me, Patrick," Robin said, as she shook her head at Patrick.

"Lied?" Patrick asked, as he looked over at her.

"Oh yes, you lied to me. How could you not tell me that the condom broke or that you had the HIV test done because of it?" Robin asked, as anger was shining inside of her eyes.