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?

Author's Note: So I didn't know what I was going to do for this chapter because my brain just isn't here this morning after washing the dishes since our dishwasher is broken. My dad's friend gave my Dad, who is giving my brother a 2003 Ford Ranger. It needs a couple things to be fixed but it should be here next week. It is really nice and is red. Anyways, enough about that, lol, enjoy this chapter. I hope you guys really enjoy what I came up with. Remember that I am always taking suggestions for chapter ideas.

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It hadn't even been about twenty-four hours yet and Patrick and Robin were already back at work. Robin was going to stay home but she made herself come to work. It still amazed her what Patrick had done by giving her his baby blanket. He had kept on telling her that they were going to have a boy.

Last Night at Patrick's

Patrick flashed Robin a teasing smile, as he looked into her eyes. Even though they weren't a couple, he only wanted the best for Robin and their unborn child. Even though she wasn't showing quite yet, he knew that Robin was going to have a son. He had been telling her that for the past hour but she had simply rolled her eyes in his direction.

"Why don't you believe me?" Patrick asked with a pout, as he crossed his arms over his chest, and then looked into her eyes.

"Because it's way too early to tell what I am having," Robin pointed out, as she looked into his eyes. "If you have forgotten, I am only about two months along, Patrick."

"And? I've never been wrong about very important things and you know it. We're going to have a bouncing, little boy, and you know I am right, Robin," Patrick said with determination in his eyes.

Robin laughed, as she shook her head. "You are one of the most stubborn men I know and I am not sure if that is a good or a bad thing."

Robin wondered if Patrick had told Noah the good news, knowing that Patrick had been nervous this morning to tell his father that he was going to be a grandfather. After all, Patrick had told everyone, especially Robin and his father that he just didn't want kids.

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As his father was rambling on and on about Mrs. Kennedy's surgery that had been quite interesting, Patrick felt like screaming right now. He didn't want to seem rude but he wanted to tell his father the great news that he was going to be a father. Boy, he still nervous and scared, but he was more than excited than those two emotions right now.

"So, you see, then Dr. Grant decided to cut the---"

"Dad, I've heard this story twice by you already. It's fascinating but I have some exhilarating news that cannot wait another second!" Patrick exclaimed and he blushed to the way his father was staring at him. "I am sorry… but this cannot wait."

Noah noticed the look on his son's face and he knew that it was pretty serious. "Son, what's going on with you? You aren't in any type of danger or anything, are you?"

Patrick chuckled, as he shrugged his shoulders. "It all depends on how you handle the news but you will be the very person to find out. Robin thought it would be best if you heard it from me instead of someone else, Dad. That's the last thing I need."

Noah knew it was something pretty big, especially by the tone of his voice. He thought Robin and Patrick were over for good, though, and he was hoping that something would bring back together. It just wasn't possible since his son didn't want children.

"Son, what's going on?" Noah asked, as he leaned back against the wall, and he slid his hands into his pockets. "You have got your dear old Dad worried. Should I be?"

Patrick shook his head and then took a step in front of him.

"Well, if you think you becoming a grandfather is something to worry about, then you better be ready to handle the new clan of Scorpio-Drake," Patrick said with a chuckle when he saw the reaction on his father's face. "Robin's pregnant and I am the father."

"But… I thought she got an artificial insemination procedure done?" Noah questioned, as he licked across his bottom lip.

"So did I but I heard her talking to her Uncle Mac a few days ago about all these mysterious characteristics that not even a sperm donor would have," Patrick admitted with a sheepish grin upon his face. "I really never expected that I was going to become a father but the truth is… I am."

"Are you happy about this, sport?" Noah asked, as he looked at his son, watching his every movement. "I am actually glad that she's carrying the next generation of Drake's. I could not even ask for a better woman than Robin."

"I honestly thought I wouldn't be happy about Robin being pregnant with my child but I am not upset. I mean, I am scared and nervous of becoming a father because---"

"Of what I did to you when I abandoned you?" Noah asked, as he watched his son nod his head, and a sigh left his lips. "I hate that I did it but I wasn't thinking."

"Dad, I'm over it," Patrick said, as he held his hand up, and he looked at him. "Last night, I gave Robin my baby blanket, the one that Mom knitted."

Noah was definitely impressed at the fact he gave Robin to give their child Patrick's baby blanket. "She didn't throw it back at you, did she? We all know how stubborn has been lately, so I definitely wouldn't be surprised if she did it."

Patrick chuckled, rubbing the back of his head. "No. I was really waiting for her to hit something or me. She did the one thing I didn't expect her to do, though…"

"Which was what, exactly?" Noah asked with a raised eyebrow. "She isn't regretting it, is she? What exactly went on last night?"

Patrick shook his head and then stood next to his father, as he leaned back against the wall. "No, Robin cried out of happiness, Dad. She cried in my arms out of happiness."

"Hmph, I am very proud of you," Noah teased, as he looked at his son. "Congratulations Patrick. I know you're going to be a very wonderful father… better than what I was."

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As Noah stepped into the elevator, Robin saw Patrick with a big smile on his face, and she guessed that things went well between the two 'Drake' men, which she was definitely thankful for. It still surprised her that she was in fact pregnant with Patrick's child.

Robin had to admit that she was so thankful that she wasn't pregnant with some sperm donor. Patrick had been right about the talk about her wanting to know what things her child would inherit. If they had a boy, she couldn't help but to wonder if he would get his father's dimples, as well as his chestnut brown eyes.

Patrick was making her feel things she hadn't felt in the longest time. Sure, she knew she wasn't over him, but the amount of time they were beginning to spend together, it was making her realize she wouldn't be able to hold her end of the bargain of not wanting to be with him for the sake of their son or daughter. She was so determined that they were in fact going to have a little boy just like Patrick was. He was beginning to rub his instincts off on her.

A smile lit her face and she placed the charts back down on the table in front of her. No matter what anyone would think or say, she was having a baby, and not just any baby, either. She was pregnant with Patrick Drake's child.

Even after seeing Patrick and Liz talking, she had snapped at the two of them, and she owed both of them an apologize. She had been so moody that morning that she took her anger out on the both of them. What she didn't realize was if she would have came in, she would had heard Patrick's words.

Flashback a few hours ago

Patrick took a breath, as he looked at Elizabeth. He was never like this, so fragile or vulnerable, but he was still allowing the news to sink him. He felt like he just needed to tell someone, and with the amount of time Elizabeth and Robin had been spending together, he couldn't help it but to talk to her.

"I barely had time to make any arguments with Robin. I guessed the truth, she admitted it -- kind of took the wind out of me."

Elizabeth looked at Patrick, knowing there was more to his story, and she hoped he would finally open up to her. "Maybe you were hoping you were wrong."

"Maybe. But I wasn't. I said all the wrong things. We fought. She said nothing had changed, that as far as she and the world were concerned that the father of her baby came from a sperm bank, and, as you could imagine, it kind of went downhill from there."

"What do you want?"

Patrick really hated how he was feeling. Even though that Robin and him were still getting close to each other, he hadn't told her exactly what he was feeling. "Huh. I don't know. I mean, I'm a father now, so that comes with a certain amount of responsibility. I love the baby's mother. I don't know, maybe when this baby's born, there will be some miracle and the love I have for her will work wonders on me. "

Elizabeth was in shock, as she listened to him. "Have you told Robin this?"

"She hasn't really given me the chance, you know."

"Maybe she's afraid."

"Yeah, well, maybe she's not the only one," Patrick admitted, as he felt Elizabeth hug him, which was something he really needed.

Robin looked up and that's when she saw Patrick standing in front of her. 'Just great. What does he want?'