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?
Well, here is this chapter. I know I am kind of rushing it, but hey, if I had more readers, it might be longer, but I really do hope that you will enjoy the lovely surprise in this chapter. Anyways, I hope you guys will love what I did with this chapter. I got this ceremony from weddingofficiants./index.html and I hope everyone likes it.
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Robin was thirty-four weeks pregnant and everyone was so sure that Robin was going to pop at any moment. Brenda, Maxie, Robin, and Patrick had been planning the wedding for the next, several of weeks. Lainey and Kelly wanted to help, but with their schedules so backed up at the hospital, it just wasn't going to happen. Robin understood that sometimes the hospital would come first in life and she wanted Rylie Noah Drake & Rhianna Isabelle Drake to know she'd always love them.
Now, she stood in an Organza A-line style wedding dress, of an ivory color, which had detachable cap sleeves, a side draping, and beaded embroidery over the top portion. The train of the dress was chapel like and it fit Robin's body perfectly, especially with her seven-month belly sticking out to show that she was with child. On top of her head, she had a simple tiara. Her hair was down after her mother had made it so her hair was in curls. With her children almost here, Robin and Patrick had decided to have their honeymoon after their children were born just in case Robin might go into labor. They would go four months they were born.
She had received her something new, something old, something borrowed, and her something blue from Brenda, Maxie, Bobbie, and her mother. Brenda, which Robin wasn't too shocked, had gotten her a light pink negligee, which had matching heels and garters. Maxie had lent Robin her white gold charm bracelet that Georgie and Mac had bought her months before Georgie's death. Bobbie had given Robin some blue garters to wear under her wedding dress. Lastly, Anna had given Robin a white pearl necklace, which Anna had received from her own mother.
Now, here she was in the room with three of the most important people in her life. Robin was surrounded by her parents and her Uncle Mac in Patrick's and her room, as they had decided to have their wedding at home because they just wanted to have a small wedding with their close friends and family. She was sitting in a chair in front of her vanity set, while her mother was fixing up her hair, and her father and uncle were watching Robin examining her nails.
"You look beautiful, sweetheart," Robert replied, as he pulled up a chair to sit beside his daughter, and he took her hand in his. "Father Pearson is ready when you are."
"I've been ready to marry Patrick since this morning. I am going to kill Brenda for making me sleep without Patrick last night," Robin said with a pout on her face. "I just don't believe in those crazy traditions."
Mac laughed, as he stood proud with his arms over his chest. "You'll forgive her when you're Mrs. Drake."
"Scorpio-Drake, Uncle Mac, as I am going to keep my name. I mean, with all the research I have done, I need to keep my name in the medical field, you guys."
They all just laughed, helping Robin to her feet, and they walked out of the room to get the wedding started where their little girl would be marrying the man of her dreams.
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Robin and Patrick's backyard was simply beautiful. Tendrils of red and pink roses were wrapped along the white gazebo from top to bottom. There were red and pink flowers everywhere, as the couple wanted this wedding to be a recognition of their love for one another. By the gazebo, there were chairs, which had red and pink roses around the legs. In between the aisle of the chairs was a long, red carpet that was almost like the ones movie stars walked down. What made the scene even more beautiful were the white lights that were wrapped around the gazebo, as well as the rose bushes.
Everyone was seated right away and Patrick was so nervous. He could feel the sweat on his hands beginning to form when he heard the music beginning to play, which made everyone in their seats turn.
Patrick watched the best man, his father, and the maid of honor, Brenda walk down the aisle. Then the bridesmaids and the groomsmen walked down the aisle. Kelly walked with Andy, which she couldn't hide the smile on her face, and Lainey was walking with Leo. Then, the flower girl, Kristina came, throwing the rose petals in front of her each time she walked.
Then, she came into view with both of her fathers on each side of her. Patrick stood watching her walk down the aisle with Mac and Robert, holding her arm on each side. To Patrick, behind his tears, Robin was the most beautiful woman ever. Finally, she reached him, and he then listened to Father Pearson begin to speak.
"We are gathered here today to celebrate the wedding of Robin & Patrick. So open your hearts and turn off your minds. We've come together to celebrate and have fun. This is a wedding. Robin & Patrick's wedding, and we're here to listen, to love and sing and dance and rejoice, and to send them into their future with one outrageous, gigantic blessing. So sit back now and open your hearts, and let the wedding begin. Who gives this woman to be married to this man?"
Robin walked up right beside Patrick when her uncle spoke. "Her father, mother, and I do."
"There is an art to marriage as there is to any creative activity we human beings engage in. This art asks that we pay attention to the little things as well as the big ones. Never grow too old to hold hands. At least once every day, remember to say "I love you" in so much as it is possible, develop the capacity to forgive and forget and heal quarrels as they happen so that you do not go to bed angry. Your courtship should not end with the honeymoon, so pay attention that you do not come to take each other for granted, and remember to speak words of appreciation and demonstrate your gratitude in thoughtful ways."
"It is important to have a mutual sense of values and common objectives so that you stand together as you work through the world; and do things for each other, not as in duty or sacrifice, but in the spirit of love and joy. Do not expect perfection of each other. Cultivate flexibility, patience, understanding, and a sense of humor in your relationship. Your marriage is not just for two people. Use it to form a circle of love that gathers your families and children who are a part of your lives."
"Find room for the things of the spirit and make your search for the good and the beautiful a common search. In the words of a counselor; make yours a relationship in which, "the independence is equal, the dependence is mutual, and the obligation is reciprocal." Remember that standing together never means dissolving your individual selves into each other, but indeed means the strengthening of the individuality into each. A good marriage evolves when two distinct souls face life's joy and its sorrow in harmony, not in unison."
"This list sounds very long and very heavy, yet it is only a small part of what is required of two people who would truly accept that making a marriage over the years is an artistic endeavor, worthy of our best efforts. It is not just another relationship in our lives; it is the one that gives us courage and the support to reach out to other people in love and wholeness."
"Do you Patrick, knowing this woman's love for you and returning it, realizing her strengths and learning from them, recognizing her weaknesses and helping her to overcome them, take Robin to be your wedded wife?"
"I do," Patrick said, as he couldn't take his eyes off of his wife-to-be.
"Do you Robin, knowing this man's love for you and returning it, realizing his strengths and learning from them, recognizing his weaknesses and helping him to overcome them, take Patrick to be your wedded husband?"
"I do," Robin said softly, as she gave both of his hands a light, yet gentle squeeze.
"Patrick, will you please repeat after me," Father Pearson said, as he focused his gaze on the groom.
Patrick smiled, as he locked his eyes with Robin, repeating word after word. "I, Patrick, choose you Robin, to be my wife, my partner and my best friend. I promise to take you to my heart, as you are, and as you will become. I promise to walk by your side, and support your dreams and be more in love with you tomorrow than I am today."
"Robin, will you repeat after me," Father Pearson said, as he turned his attention to the pregnant bride in front of him.
"I, Robin, choose you Patrick, to be my husband, my partner and my best friend. I promise to take you to my heart, as you are, and as you will become. I promise to walk by your side, and support your dreams and be more in love with you tomorrow than I am today," Robin said with a bright smile on her face, as she looked lovingly into his brown, mesmerizing eyes.
"What tokens of love and commitment do you offer each other today?" Father Pearson asked, as he looked in between the two of them.
"Rings," Robin simply stated, as Brenda and Noah handed both Robin and Patrick the rings.
"The ring is a symbol of the sun, and of the earth and of the universe. It is a symbol of perfection and of peace. These rings represent the perfect and undying love that exists between you."
"Patrick, please place the ring on Robin's finger and repeat after me," Father Pearson started, as he looked at the groom once again.
"I love you, Robin. This ring is my precious gift to you. Please accept it so that we may go steady for life," Patrick said, not being able to hide the grin from his handsome face, his dimples showing.
"Robin, please place the ring on Patrick's finger and repeat after me."
"As a symbol of how endlessly happy you make me and of how crazy I am about you, I give you this ring so you and the world will know how much and how always I love you," Robin told Patrick, as tears were filling inside of her eyes.
Father Pearson continued on, looking at them, occasionally looking over at the guests. "Your gift to each other for your wedding today has been your wedding rings - which shall always be an outward demonstration of your vows of love and respect; and a public showing of your commitment to each other. You now have what remains the most honorable title, which may exist between a man and a woman - the title of "husband" and "wife." Your first gift as husband and wife will be a single rose."
"In the past, the rose was considered a symbol of love and a single rose always meant only one thing - it meant the words "I love you." So it is appropriate that for your first gift - as husband and wife - that gift would be a single rose. Please exchange your first gift as husband and wife."
Patrick and Robin handed each other that same rose, mouthing to each other, "I love you."
"Not only are Robin and Patrick creating a marriage today, but they also are forming a family with their two children, Rylie Noah Drake & Rhianna Isabelle, who are on the way."
"In some ways it seems like you have not done anything at all. Just a moment ago you were holding one small rose - and now you two are holding one small rose together. In some ways, a marriage ceremony is like this. In some ways, tomorrow is going to seem no different than yesterday. But in fact today, just now, you both have given and received one of the most valuable and precious gifts of life - one I hope you always remember - the gift of true and abiding love within the devotion of marriage."
"Robin and Patrick, I would ask that where ever you make your home in the future - whether it be a large and elegant home - or a small and graceful one - that you both pick one very special location for roses. I want it to be, so that on each anniversary of this truly wonderful occasion you both take a rose to that spot as a recommitment to your marriage. It will be a recommitment that THIS will be a marriage based upon love."
"In every marriage there are times where it is difficult to find the right words. It is easiest to hurt who we most love. It is easiest to be most hurt by who we most love. It might be difficult some times to say the words "I am sorry" or "I forgive you"; "I need you" or "I am hurting". If this should happen, if you simply cannot find these words, leave a rose at that spot which both of you have selected - for that rose then says what matters most of all and should overpower all other things and all other words."
"That rose says the words: "I still love you." The other should accept this rose for the words, which cannot be found, and remember the love and hope that you both share today."
"If there is anything you remember of this marriage ceremony, it is that it was love that brought you here today, it is only love which can make it a glorious union, and it is by love which your marriage shall endure."
"You are now husband and wife. May you always remain sweethearts, helpmates and friends. May your life together be full of kindness and understanding, thoughtfulness and rejoicing. May the years bring you happiness and contentment. May you enter into each other's sorrow by sympathy, into each other's joy with gladness, into each other's hope with faith and trust, into each other's need with the sure presence of love, into each other's lives with enthusiasm and embracing."
"Before this gathering, Robin and Patrick have promised each other their love and have given each other rings to wear as a sign of their deep commitment. Therefore, I now declare them to be husband and wife. You may kiss your bride."
Patrick looked at Robin and he pressed his lips against Robin's lips gently. Savoring into the kiss, he reluctantly pulled away from her lips. Turning to the crowd, Robin and Patrick waited for Father Pearson to finish up the ceremony.
"Ladies and Gentlemen, please join me in congratulating the new Mr. and Mrs. Patrick and Robin Drake."
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After dancing together a few times, feeding each other cake, and everyone touching Robin's pregnant full-bloom belly, the poor girl was dead on tired. Patrick and she had gone back inside of the house to change into some decent clothes. Robin was wearing an ivory-colored dress, which had embroidery on the top, which matched her wedding dress embroidery. She wasn't even wearing any shoes, since it was grass outside. Patrick had just taken off his blazer from his tuxedo.
Propping up her feet in Patrick's lap, she was relieved of the tension knots he was working out. "Mmm, thank you, sweetheart."
Being distracted from talking to Andy and Leo about a patient at work, he simply nodded his head in her direction, so Robin decided to go ahead and see her friends and her mother.
When she stood up, she bit down on her bottom lip, and she looked down at her feet.
"Patrick?"
No answer!
"Patrick?"
Still no answer!
"PATRICK DRAKE!" Robin gasped, as she held onto the table for support, and she caught everyone staring at her, including her husband.
"Robin, what is it?" Patrick asked, as he immediately rushed to her side, and he placed his hand on her back soothingly, trying to calm her down.
Robin shook her head and took a deep breath when she turned her head to look into his eyes. "No husband, Rylie and Rhianna are coming. My water just broke."