Chapter 5

"On the roof in 5 minutes? Got it." The man with Patrick's face pushed Robin up the stairs after hanging up the phone and making sure that the door locked behind them. "To the roof and no tricks or the first bullet goes into your belly."

Robin walked stoically up the stairs while rubbing her stomach. She had to protect their child, no matter what. "You are Noah's son? What's your name?"

He scoffed. "Technically, yes. He slept with my mother while his wife was pregnant with Patrick. She tried to kill herself after he refused to leave his wife – overdose. She was committed and Noah had me thrown into foster care – didn't want to have me around his precious baby boy. And my name is Tyson."

"Tyson, what Noah did was horrible but it has nothing to do with me, Patrick or our children. We didn't abandon you and Patrick, Patrick would have welcomed you into the family with open arms." Robin was trying to reason with the obviously unstable man.

"Cause that worked out so well for Matt?" He laughed. "How much longer does he have in prison?"

"It was an accident…"

Tyson pulled Robin close once more. "I have been watching Patrick for years. It was no accident when he slept with Lisa and set everything in motion. Patrick's actions led to years of misery for everyone who loves him and yet you still forgave him and are having another child with him." He pulled open the door to the roof and saw the helicopter landing. "You should be grateful that I am saving you and your child from being stuck with an egotistical bastard for the rest of your lives."

"No!" Robin began struggling. She would not be separated from her family again.

"Stop!" He turned Robin around so she was facing him. "You don't get it. You will never be safe – you are too brilliant to ever be left to your own devices. Helena will always need you and she will use everyone you love to get what she wants. At least this way you have your child and me to keep you company and Patrick and Emma will be left alone." He stroked her cheek as tears rolled down it. "Who knows – you may even find that you like it."

Robin spit in his face. "Never."

He slapped her hard and Robin fell to the ground, having enough time to turn so she landed on her back instead of her stomach. Suddenly shots rang out. Thinking quickly, Robin crawled across the roof and away from Patrick's doppelganger, praying that she could avoid the gunfire and find the people trying to rescue her before the madman found her.

It took every ounce of restraint Patrick had to not run to Robin the minute he saw her fall to the ground but Robert and Anna held him back. The cops on the roof with them fired a few shots at the man standing over Robin and Patrick watched as Robin took advantage of the distraction to crawl away. Anna nudged him. "Go - get her."

Patrick crawled on the roof towards her as the cops continued to shooting. He saw the man with his face fall to the ground and stood up, running to Robin. "Robin!"

Robin finally looked up and saw Patrick. She looked back and saw Tyson on the ground so she stood up and started running. Behind her she could hear the helicopter taking off. "Patrick!"

Less than a minute later she was in his arms and he held her closer than he ever had before. "Are you okay?"

"I'm with you – of course I'm okay." She smiled at him. "We're okay."

"No!" Tyson sat up and attempted to raise his gun but the multiple bullet wounds to his arms prevented him from doing it.

Robert walked over and casually kicked the gun out of the man's hands. "I told you that you weren't going anywhere with my daughter."

Tyson just laughed. "I'm not but make no mistake – she will disappear again and no one, not even you, will be able to stop it."

"Excuse us sir." Robert saw several EMT's standing behind him. "We've been told that the scene is safe so we need to treat this patient."

Robert stepped aside and let the men do their work as he thought about what the man had just told him.

"We need to tell Sam about Jason." Robin's head was burrowed in Patrick's chest as they walked down the stairs and back into the courthouse. "She needs to know."

"Needs to know what?" Sam stood there with her mother and Julian – Molly had taken Danny back to the penthouse. "What is going on and who was that guy?"

Robin turned around without leaving Patrick's arms. "That guy was Noah's son. Noah abandoned him to stay with Mattie and Patrick."

"And he was the one I was marrying today – not Patrick." Sam felt like a complete fool but suddenly a lot of things made a lot more sense. Sure, she and Patrick had known each other for years and even shared a couple of kisses but she had never thought of him that way until recently and now she knew why – he wasn't Patrick.

"Sam, I am so sorry but it doesn't matter now." Patrick held Robin close, resting his hand on the slight swell in her belly. "What matters is getting to the church and stopping Jake from marrying Liz."

"Why would I do that?" Sam asked the question but in her heart she had already figured it out. She knew from almost the minute Robin came through the courthouse doors.

"Because his name is not Jake, it's Jason – your Jason." Robin smiled and reached her hand out to Sam. Sam took it as Robin spoke. "I saved him and now it's time for you two to be together again."

"But how?"

"Does that matter now?" Robin couldn't help the tears that started flowing again. "What matters is that the love of your life is alive and waiting for you. All we have to do is stop him from marrying the wrong woman."

"But…"

"Sam," Robin squeezed Sam's hand, "let's go get your husband."

Sam smiled at Robin as she realized everything Robin was saying was true. The connection she felt with Jake, his and Danny's instantaneous relationship, it all made sense now. "He's alive! Jason's alive!"

"Then we need to get to the church." Robert came out of the stairwell with Anna and smiled at the group. "Anyone need a ride?"