Chapter 4

Patrick paced outside the courtroom. "I don't understand Sam, why won't they answer their phone?"

Sam felt horrible for Patrick. Mac and Felicia were supposed to be bringing Emma to the courthouse for their wedding but so far no one had showed and neither one was answering their phones. She handed Danny off to her mom and walked over to him. "Maybe we should wait."

Patrick was about to say something when his phone buzzed and he saw a message from Mac. He read it and sat down on a bench by the courthouse door, head in his hands. Sam sat down next to him. "Patrick – what is it?"

"That was Mac – Emma is refusing to leave the house. He says she is upset about the marriage." He looked at Sam. "She didn't say anything to me about that – you?"

Sam shook her head. "No, but she has been a little more quiet over the past few days. Maybe she was fine with it while we were engaged but now that we actually had a date…"

"I don't care – she should have said something before now - not thrown a fit and refused to come to our wedding." He ran his hands through his hair. "This doesn't change anything."

Sam watched him stand up and head towards the courtroom door. She quickly followed him. "What do you mean this doesn't change anything? Patrick, your daughter needs to be here when we get married."

"Sam, I love Emma but I finally have a chance to be happy again and I am not going to let her change that. I love you and we are getting married today. Emma will regret missing it but maybe it will teach her that she is not in charge – we are." Patrick had a look in his eyes that Sam didn't recognize. "Let's get married."

Sam wasn't sure what to think of Patrick's attitude but maybe he was right – Emma was a little girl and they were the adults. What they were doing was best for everyone involved and someday Emma would understand that. She smiled at her mom and waved her family into the courtroom. It was time to get married.

"You ready?" Nikolas walked into the bride's room at the church and smiled at Elizabeth. "In less than 3 hours you will finally get what you have wanted for years."

Liz glared at him in the mirror. Although she was committed to never telling Jake that he was Jason, she still felt enormous guilt over it. "Go away."

"Not quite the response I was expecting – shouldn't you be giddy with joy? The blushing bride?" Nikolas smiled at his former lover. "Isn't this what you have been working for all these months? Jason is finally yours. Of course, you had to lie to him about who he really was to get him to marry you but still…"

"Shut up! Jake loves me and only me." She turned around and shook her head. "I am not proud of what I have done but it is what is best for all of us."

"I agree which means that I hope you remember how much you stand to lose if the truth comes out." Nikolas walked to the door but stopped to wink at her. "See you at the wedding."

Patrick took Sam's hands in his. "I, Patrick, take thee, Sam, to be my lawfully wedded wife. To have and to hold, from this day forward, forsaking all others for as long as we both shall live."

Sam smiled at Patrick as the judge instructed her to repeat the same words to Patrick. "I, Sam, take thee, Patrick, to be my lawfully wedded husband. To have and to hold, from this day forward, forsaking all others for as long as we both shall live."

The judge smiled at the couple. "Do you have the rings?"

Suddenly the door to the courtroom flew open. "Stop!"

Everyone turned around and they were shocked to see Robin running through the door. She ran straight up to Sam and stared her in the eyes. "Sam, you can't marry him."

Sam glared at Robin. "Why not?"

"Because he's not who you think he is." Patrick walked through the door with Robert and Anna right behind him.

Robin smiled at her Patrick. He had gotten held up behind Anna and Robert at security and she had run ahead to stop the wedding. She turned her attention back to Sam. "I don't know who this man is but he isn't Patrick."

Sam looked at the man who she was just about to marry and studied him closely. "Oh my God – who are you?"

The man shook his head and then grabbed Robin, pulling her into a corner with his arm tight around her neck. "Nobody move or I will snap her neck."

Robin struggled with the man while Robert held Patrick back. "What do you want? Why are you pretending to be me?"

The man laughed. "What do I want? I want the life I should have had – the life you stole."

"What are you talking about?" Patrick was confused about who this man was and why he was doing this.

"He never told you – did he?" The man shook his head and tightened his grip around Robin's throat. Leaning down, he whispered into her ear. "Did you hear that - Noah never told him about me."

"What are you talking about?" Robin's eyes never left Patrick as she asked her question.

"It's not surprising – Noah has a habit of doing that. After all, he didn't tell you about Matt, did he?" He glared at Patrick. "It's amazing how some things run in the family – height, eyes, hair color, even a natural aptitude for medicine. A few nips and tucks and suddenly I am the spitting image of the chosen one."

"Oh my God." Patrick felt sick as he realized that Noah had another son he had never known about.

"That's right. Helena found me and I came here to take what was yours – your family, your friends, your career. The life I was supposed to have. Sam was an added bonus but I think I can make do with this one." He kissed Robin on the cheek. "Now, if you will excuse me…"

"No." Patrick shook his head. "It's over – there is nowhere for you to go."

"I have to disagree." He reached in his pocket and pulled out a gun. "It's amazing what can be done with a 3D printer. Now back up and let me and the missus leave."

Robert looked at Anna, unsure of their next move. They had both been forced to give up their weapons at the entrance of the courthouse. "Be smart – she is the daughter of two international spies. Do you really think you are going to get very far with her?"

"I have many allies thanks to Helena. I can get farther than you would expect. The important thing is I take at least one thing from Patrick – Robin certainly fits that description." He moved towards the door. "Now everyone over to the other side of the courtroom so we can leave."

"Stop!" Patrick held out his hand and tried to get the man's attention. "Please, take me."

"No, this is much more torturous for you and fun for me." He smiled as he ran his free hand down Robin's body, enjoying the look of pure disgust forming on his brother's face. He suddenly stopped when he got to her stomach. Robin was still dressed in her loose fitting scrubs from the night before and the man reached under the top as a bigger smile grew on his face. "And it looks like I get a bonus as well. Oh, this is better than I could have imagined."

Robin started to cry but he wrapped his arms around her and dragged her to the door. "It's been fun but we've got to go."

Before anyone had a chance to move, he dragged Robin out of the courtroom.