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?

-4-

The two of them had moved from the waiting area of the hospital and they were in the lounge area for the hospital staff. Patrick and Robin had firmly told Liz to not be disturbed and all Liz could do was nod when she watched the two disappear down the hall to the room.

Robin knew she should have told Patrick for weeks, especially when Liz had told her the truth, and now that the truth was finally out, Robin was wishing that she hadn't told him the truth. When he asked her, she should have said no. After all, Patrick wanted no life with kids, and now that she was carrying this bundle of joy, she just knew that there was no turning back.

Both of their lives were finally changing for the… good… or the bad. It all depended on how they took the news. Robin was happy because she got her miracle baby. Patrick… well, what could you say, except he felt like he deserved to have known the truth from the start?

Robin and Patrick were sitting in silence, not saying a word, as this moment seemed to make them act a little bit more calm than what they were.

Patrick was thinking of how he was going to explain why he didn't tell her about the broken condom or the fact that he had Leo do a HIV test. Robin, on the other hand, was thinking about how she could raise their son or daughter on her son. She really didn't need his help. As much as she wished she would have wanted this in the past, this was her future… and she knew it had to involve Patrick now that he knew the truth.

The fact that Patrick was going to become a father, it scared the hell out of him because he was worried of ending up like his father, but he was not going to back down. He was going to be there for the child Robin was carrying no matter what.

"So…" Patrick prodded, tapping his fingers against the tabletop, as he stared at Robin, trying to finally break the silence between the two of them.

"Why didn't you tell me about the condom breaking?" Robin asked, as her lip trembled lightly. "I mean, didn't you think I deserved to know?"

Patrick sighed. "I didn't want you to worry, Robin, but when I was clear of HIV the second time after I had Leo do the test, I really did not want you to get worried. Trust me, I know you would---"

"You don't know me at all, Patrick," Robin snapped, shaking her head, as she looked at him. "I deserved to know the truth instead of having to find out by overhearing you talking to Leo that day. I don't think that was the smartest thing."

"And I deserved to know the truth about you carrying my baby, Robin, but we're both at fault here. No one is guilty, nor innocent," Patrick sighed, trying to reason with her that she wasn't the innocent party in this. "And you know I am right, Robin."

Robin sighed, as she rubbed her temples, and she hated this. The one thing she hated doing with Patrick was fighting, as that was the only thing she would dread.

"You still should have told me," Robin pouted, as she was just being stubborn. "I wish you could have had the courage to tell me the truth. I had wished that you would've step up to the plate to tell me the truth, Patrick, but you didn't. I had to call you out on it---"

"Like I had to with me being the father of the baby you're carrying!" Patrick spat, as he crossed his arms over his chest, as he leaned back against his chair. "Why are you trying to make me sound like the evil person in all of this? You hid me from this, Robin."

"You don't want children. I don't even get why you're even acting like you are glad that I am carrying your child," Robin spat, crossing her arms over her chest, and she just looked in the other direct.

"Are you freakin' kidding me?" Patrick asked, raising his voice slightly. "I told you that if you were to get pregnant, I would be there for you, and I am not backing down because we're not a couple."

"I just---"

"No Robin. I want a part in my son or daughter's life. I deserve to be what my father wasn't, Robin. I want to try," Patrick sighed, as he ran his hands through his hair. "Why are you trying to push me away from this innocent child?"

"Because you don't need a baby in your life. You don't need to be the one to be changing diapers or getting up in the middle of the night," Robin argued, as she looked over at him. "And me having to see your constant flings with Leyla in the supply closet is something my child shouldn't have to deal with, either. You are the same man you were two and a half years ago! This is my dream --- not yours!"

"Just because I didn't want children in my life doesn't mean I wouldn't do the right thing," Patrick groaned, slamming his fists down on the table. "Why are you even doing this?"

Robin looked away from Patrick, fear washing throughout her eyes. "I just don't need you in my life. It's just too hard, Patrick."

"And carrying my baby isn't hard?" Patrick spit out, as he leaned back against the couch. "We're going to be connected forever, and if that's not scary enough for you, Robin, then I don't know what is. You need to get it through that brilliant brain of yours that this baby is just the beginning."

"I just don't need your help. I can do this all by myself," Robin sighed, sliding her hands out in front of her on the table.

"Trust me. I know you can do this but I know that you don't want to do this by yourself," Patrick tried again, as he looked over at her. "When are you going to realize that you're not going to get rid of me this easy because you want to do this by yourself? I think not."

Robin groaned, as she looked over at him. "I know that you prefer the easy way of life and that's not going to happen if you do this. You can go and find Leyla or some other nurse, Patrick. Go and be the man you were and still are. I don't need you to think you need this!"

"Damnit Robin!" Patrick groaned, hitting his fist against the tabletop again, as frustration was written across his face. "Will you just stop for once?"

Robin simply shook her head. The last thing she needed was for Patrick to get attached to the baby and then for their baby to miss his or her father when he would run out. She knew that was something the child or even Robin would be able to handle.

"Why should I stop? You think you're going to end up just like your father… so here I am, giving you a break. Why don't you just go ahead and take the easy way out?"

"Because that's not the man that I am not wanting to be. I just want to be the man you helped me become these last couple of years, Robin. Why can't you just see that I want to do the right thing for the three of us?" Patrick asked, as he looked over at her. "You're being so damn difficult."

"I am just telling you that you don't want this. You don't want this. This is my dream--- to become a wonderful mother. What you want is to have sex with lots of women before you die," Robin spat, as she slid a hand behind her neck, rubbing at it ferociously. "Just stop this whatever you think you want, Patrick. I know this isn't your dream."

As Patrick watched her stand up to her feet, he saw something fall out of her jacket. He got out of his seat and picked up the item. It was a sonogram. A smile was about to lit his face when he saw the date on the picture and he looked at her.

"Are you telling you went to your first appointment of seeing the baby and you--- didn't tell me?"