And here is the last chapter. It's chapter nineteen and the epilogue all in one. I really hope you guys will like what I did. I decided to put in a little humor or seriousness. It all depends on how you take the scene. I also apologize for posting this story so late.
-Epilogue-
Patrick glared at the nurse, who was chatting away on the telephone. He wanted to take that cord and wrap it around her neck. But no, he was a good guy, and that wasn't his intentions. His main intention was to get his cramping, hormonal wife into a comfortable room. He then stepped next to Robin and crossed his arms over his strong chest.
"Excuse me?" Patrick tried again, as he then placed his hands on his hips. He had never met any working staff this rude in his life.
"Oh…My…God! Melissa, no, he didn't wear that outfit! That's SO funny!" replied the laughing nurse, as she glared at Patrick and Robin. "I am busy. Now, you need to go away."
"Nurse! Can you please… help… us?" Robin whimpered out, as she held Patrick's hand, and she was thankful for having him in her life.
"Look lady… I said I was busy! Fill these forms out and a doctor will be with you as soon as possible!" The nurse replied with a glare once again, placing the clipboard with the form attached to it in front of them, and then got back to her phone call. "Sorry Missy… some people are just… SO RUDE!"
"That's it. I have had enough!" Patrick said with anger beaming out of his eyes. He grabbed the phone that was in her hand and then hung it up. "Now… you… are… not… busy!"
"Who the hell do you think you are?! That was a very important phone call!"
"What's your name and then I will tell you exactly who I am so that –"
"It's Nurse Mueller," She replied batting her eyelashes at him.
Robin rolled her eyes at the flirting that this nurse was directing towards Patrick. She had no shame whatsoever.
Laughing at her attempt to flirt, he wrapped his arm around Robin's waist, and then pulled his wife to his side, wishing he could make the pain she was feeling.
go away. "I'm Dr Drake and this is my wife. If you don't get us an available doctor now, I will make sure you won't work at another hospital ever again! Now page a damn doctor! NOW!"
Nurse Mueller huffed and then paged a doctor to attend to this man's wife as she picked up the phone he had hung up not too long ago.
"Thank you so much, Patrick. What you said and did to that nurse was… just so… wonderful," Robin gushed, as she slid into the bed with his help after changing into the hospital gown.
"I'd do anything to make you feel better, and besides, that nurse was a bitch. I will be back to make sure she won't be stepping anywhere near you or our children for that matter. Also, I am going to get my beautiful wife some ice chips to cool down," Patrick said, as he kissed her cheek, and then departed the room, while Kelly began to hook Robin up to the machines.
Once outside, Patrick was changed into a pair of scrubs to show that he was not about to get his clothes dirtied by being here. He then saw that selfish nurse talking to Leyla and Regina.
"Can you believe the nerve of that guy hanging up the phone?"
Looking away from Regina, Leyla rolled her eyes in disbelief. "Look Beckie –"
"It's Rebeckah!" Rebeckah shrieked, as she glared at this woman in front of her, and she crossed her arms over her chest.
"Whatever – it doesn't matter what your name is. I thought you should know that if you pull a stunt like that ever again, you're going to regret it!"
"Excuse me? Is that a threat?" Rebeckah asked, as she placed her hands on the counter of the hub in front of her. "Besides, I thought you'd be thrilled for what I did."
"Hell no!" Leyla snapped, as she whipped her head around to look at her. "I may not be very found of Robin and Patrick's relationship, but when a woman is in labor – you WILL give them immediate attention. Got it, Nurse Mueller?!"
"I don't have to –"
"You better listen to her," Patrick said, as he approached the Nurses station. "After all, she is your boss. With Epiphany on vacation just like Elizabeth, everything goes to Leyla Mir. And Leyla?"
"Yes Dr. Drake?" Leyla asked, immediately going into professional mode.
"You're going to be an excellent doctor," Patrick said, as he then walked away from the Nurses Station, heading back to Robin's room, a chuckle leaving his lips. "Who would have thought Leyla Mir would defend Robin and me?"
"Who are you talking to, Sport?" Noah chuckled, as he walked off the elevator.
"Myself, Dad. I guess that's what happens to father's-to-be when they are doing everything in their power to make sure the mother-to-be is okay," Patrick said with a sigh. "That new nurse is a piece of work."
"Oh yeah! I heard about that. I think by morning it will be run by the board because I heard Dr. Ford on the phone in a very heated phone call," Noah explained, as he ran a hand through his hair, and then slid that hand to the back of his neck. "You did the right thing."
"I know I did the right thing. Hell, I'd do it again to prove myself," Patrick said with a grin, as he saw a doctor in there with Robin, along with Kelly and a few nurses. "I am guessing by this scene, my wife's finally getting her epidural."
Patrick leaned back against the wall next to his father, holding the bucket of ice chips. "I just want this day to be okay, Dad. Robin's gotten everything she deserves and more. I want to give her everything she never had growing up. Our children are going to be so lucky to have her as their mother."
"And you as their father," Noah said with a smile on his handsome face, as he patted him on the back gently. "Your mother would be so proud of you, Patrick. I mean, I know I am. You've been the man both Robin and I have been dying to see."
Patrick grinned when he saw the doctor come out where two nurses followed suit. "I never would have thought my little girl and little boy would come today of all days."
Noah laughed, as he touched his son's forearm. "They wanted to join in on one of the happiest days of their parents' lives and make it even better by coming to join Mommy and Daddy."
Patrick nodded, as they walked into the room where they saw a smiling Robin. "Hey gorgeous, how are you feeling right now?"
"A little better," Robin sighed out of happiness from the effect of the epidural, as she held her hands out wide. "They just gave me a needle THIS big, Patty."
"Ah, I see. I am just glad you are feeling better," Patrick said, as both Noah and he took a seat on the chairs on either side of the bed, and he placed the ice chips in her hand.
Noah smiled, as he watched Robin, and he grabbed her hand gently. "You're looking great. I must tell you that I am in awe of my grandchildren's name. Rylie Noah & Rhianna Isabelle Drake are the perfect names for the two of them. I personally love my grandson's name."
"And I wonder why," Robin laughed, biting down on an ice chip. "It was actually your son's idea to give him your name, Noah."
"Robin!" Patrick whined, getting embarrassed at her confession. "He DOES NOT need to know that."
"Aw Sport, it's all right," Noah chuckled, as he rose to his feet, and he placed a kiss on her cheek. "I am going to let you two get some alone time before you actually give birth, sweetheart."
"Thank you so much, Noah," Robin said softly, as she ran a hand through her hair, not being able to hide that smile from her face.
Once Noah was out of the room, Patrick turned to look at his beautiful wife, and
he took her hand in his. He placed a single kiss along her knuckles and he lifted his head to look at her. This was definitely some wedding but he wouldn't change it for anything. After all, his son and daughter were going to be gracing the world with their presence in a matter of hours.
"I love you," Robin said, as she looked over at him, and she watched the monitor beep with her heart rate, along with her children's.
"I love you too, princess," Patrick told Robin, as he pushed her hair back from her face, and he honestly felt like the luckiest man ever. "Why don't you try to relax… maybe try to sleep?"
"Mm-hmm husband, only if you stay here with me?" Robin asked, as she gave both of his hands a gentle squeeze when she rolled over a little bit to get more comfortable.
"I promise I am not going anywhere," Patrick chuckled, as he looked over at her, and he watched her begin to close her eyes. "I am never going to leave you or our little muffins."
"So, how is she doing? We can't see her since Robin doesn't want too many people around her," Mac stated, as he rubbed the back of his neck, and he let his eyes fall over Noah. "The babies are really okay, though, right, Noah?"
Noah chuckled lightly; as his eyes wandered from Mac to the other friends and family of Robin and Patrick. He simply nodded his head and he ran a hand over the back of his neck.
"She's pretty good, actually. From the looks of things from what I saw, these babies are going to be here in a few hours," Noah said with a smile on his face. "Before we know it, we're going be welcoming Rylie Noah & Rhianna Isabelle Drake to this crazy world."
"She's going to be spoiled," Maxie said with a grin, as she had a bag in her hand.
"What's that?" Mac asked with a raised eyebrow.
"It's just fashion outfits that I got them," Maxie said with determination on her face. "Brenda and I went shopping a few hours ago and we thought they were adorable."
"With Brenda as your shopping partner, my grandson and granddaughter probably won't be able to breathe at all," Noah said with a laugh leaving his lips.
"Ha-ha, very funny," Maxie pouted, as she took a seat next to Brenda, who couldn't help but to smile. "Do you see what I have to deal with when you're walking the runaway in Paris?"
After hours of being in labor, Robin finally gave birth to her little prince and princess. With Robin asleep in her room, Patrick was standing outside the nursery when he saw Nadine and Regina come to the window with his son and daughter. Both of them had opened their eyes a few minutes ago when he had been holding each in one of his arms. They both had dark hazel eyes, a full head of dark brown hair, and the little girl had freckles on her nose. Both had their father's dimple as well.
"Congratulations," Noah and Mac said, as they approached Patrick on either side.
"Thanks," Patrick said with a grin, as he stared ahead where Rylie had fallen asleep, and Rhianna was just staring ahead.
"She's going to have you wrapped around her little finger."
"She already is," Mac said with a laugh, as he saw the reaction on Patrick's face, and he placed a hand on his shoulder lightly. "You're going to be a wonderful father, Patrick. You have given Robin the greatest gift she could ever receive."
"I just want to make Robin, Rylie, and Rhianna happy," Patrick admitted, as he took a deep breath when he watched Nadine and Regina put his children in their little cubicles.
"And you're already doing that, Sport," Noah said, as he looked at Patrick, and he clasped his hands together. "I mean, you got married yesterday, and today at midnight… your children are here. What better wedding present could you get?"
"You're right," Patrick said with a smile, as he turned to look over at Mac, then to Noah before his gaze turned to look back in the nursery where his children were sleeping soundly.
Ten Months Later
Robin was sitting next to Patrick on the carpeted floor of their home, as they watched their little prince and princess hold onto the edge of the coffee table on each side.
"Come on, baby. Come to Mommy and Daddy," Robin said, motioning for her daughter to come to her, and she laughed when Rhianna stomped her foot down.
Patrick laughed at the sight of his daughter's tantrum and he started to talk to Rylie. "Come on, big guy. If you walk to Mommy and Daddy, you'll get a treat."
Robin scowled in his direction. "Are you seriously bribing our son?"
Patrick chuckled, as he looked at her. "If he's like me, he will come to his Daddy, baby."
Robin shook her head, as she watched both kids let go of the table. As Rhianna fell down on her bottom, she began to pout, sticking out her bottom lip. Rylie looked down at his sister and he grinned brightly, his dimples in full bloom.
"Aw, come on, sweetheart," Patrick said, as he watched Rylie move one foot in front of the other. "I know you want to beat your brother at something. He did… crawl first after all."
"Patrick Noah Drake!"
Patrick cringed at his wife's voice and he laughed when he looked at her. "Sorry baby."
Robin then turned her gaze, as she watched Rylie land in her lap when he made his way to her. Rhianna struggled to get up and she noticed her brother was sitting in her mother's lap. Turning her head to her father, she grinned over at him, which showed her Drake dimples.
"Come to Daddy, princess," Patrick told her, having his arms out, as he was trying to encourage her. He then watched her stand up with wobbly legs and he flashed her a huge smile.
"Mwah!" Rhianna grinned, as she looked at her Daddy. Before anyone knew what was going on, she moved one leg, then the other, and then was face-to-face with her father. "Da-da…"
Robin and Patrick looked at each other, thinking they were hearing things.
"Da-da!" Rhianna cried out happily, as she looked at her father when she crawled into his lap. Rhianna then looked at her mother. "Mama."
Rylie pouted, as he listened to his sister. There was no doubt that he was jealous she was getting all of the attention for being the one to talk.
"Da," whispered Rylie, as he looked at his parents.
"Oh. My. God. They're talking!" Robin squealed, as she wrapped her arms around her son's body, pulling him close. "Can you say Mommy, baby boy?"
"Mamee!" Rylie giggled, getting all giddy, as he buried his head in the crook of his mother's shoulder, resting his head there.
"This has been so amazing. They started to walk and they're talking," Robin gushed, as she patted her son's back lightly.
Patrick smiled, as he stood up with Robin, and they walked to their children's room where they had a teddy bear theme. He smiled, as he heard his daughter's snoring on his shoulder.
"They're so tired," Patrick chuckled, as he placed Rhianna on her side of the crib, and then watched Robin place Rylie right next to his sister.
Before they left, they watched their son drape his arm over his sister's back, snuggling closer to her, and they smiled at the scene before them. Robin flipped on the baby monitor that was by their crib. Leading her husband out of the room, Robin flipped the nightlight on, and she took his hand in hers.
"I have a surprise for you," Robin told Patrick, as she laid her head against his chest when they were standing in the hallway right in front of their bedroom.
"Oh really?" Patrick grinned, planting kisses on the side of her neck. "Does this surprise happen to involve taking your clothes off with my teeth?"
Robin laughed against his chest and she pulled her face away. "Down boy. That's not your surprise but that will come later. I promise."
"You're no fun," Patrick said with a pout, as he led her into their bedroom, leaving the door open, and then flipped on the baby monitor. He then pulled her on the bed with him, feeling her head rest against his chest. "So, what's going on?"
Robin then placed his hand on her stomach and she lifted her head to look up at him. "I'm seven weeks pregnant, baby."
Looking at her in shock, he gasped since he wasn't sure what to say.
"You're mad, aren't you?" Robin asked with a frown on her face.
"Oh no! No way am I upset but I am a little shocked," Patrick chuckled, as he slid his hand under her shirt, touching the skin where their third baby would soon make his or her presence known.
"Really?" Robin smiled, as she placed her hand on his, intertwining their fingers together, and she looked up into his eyes lovingly.
"Yes, now what do you think we're having? I think we are having a boy."
"Ohhh no… here we go again," Robin laughed, as she then pressed her lips against her husband's, and she pushed her tongue into his mouth.
Of all the things in the world, Robin and Patrick were never too late to show their love, and another child would only be another reason for them to show it. Robin and Patrick had another reason to love each other.