Chapter 8

"Do you have any idea where Helena Cassadine is at this moment?" Robert had been questioning the man for hours and he was getting tired of interrogating Tyson – he was an arrogant son of a bitch who wasn't cooperating with the spy at all.

"I said it before and I'll say it again, no and even if I did know – I wouldn't tell you." Tyson looked at the handcuff on his right wrist and rolled his eyes. "Is this really necessary? I have bullet wounds in both arms and legs – it's a miracle I am still alive."

"Maybe not but it gives me a little peace of mind to know you cannot just walk out of here." Robert turned his steely eyes towards the man. "You held a gun to my daughter's head and threatened her and my grandchild. You helped keep her away from her daughter and tried to keep her away from the man she loves – for those reasons alone, I should kill you."

"But you won't because you know it won't change anything." Tyson smirked at Robert. "Let's face it – you know I am right. Robin will not have a moment of peace as long as there is a Cassadine alive, especially Helena. You better enjoy this time with your daughter while you can – it's not going to last."

Robert glared at Tyson one last time and left the room. He looked at the agent guarding the room. "He's all yours."

"She is finally sleeping." Robin laughed as she sat down on the couch with Patrick and she curled up against him. "I can't believe Emma wouldn't let us leave as long as she was awake."

"Well she knows she hasn't seen us in over a year. I think she is afraid that she is going to wake up and you will still be gone." Patrick rubbed her shoulder. "I know I am."

"It's over Patrick. We're home with our little girl, we're getting remarried and we are having a baby. I would say life is just about perfect." Robin smiled at him before giving him a kiss. "By the way – was Mac able to get in touch with the judge?"

"Yes, he will be here at three tomorrow with the license. Maxie is coming over in the morning to take you and Emma so you can get dresses and Felicia is already working on the food." Patrick and Robin didn't want to waste a moment of their second chance. Patrick wrapped his fingers through Robin's and held her hand tight. "I will go with Robert and get our rings from the house and Anna is getting the flowers. By this time tomorrow we will be man and wife again."

Robin snuggled up to her fiancée. "Are you sure you want to do this?"

Patrick put his other hand on Robin's belly and put his chin on her head. "Robin, I want this more than anything. I love you, I love our children and I love our family. The sooner we can make it legal again, the better. What about you? Are you sure you don't want the whole big church wedding thing again?"

Robin shook her head. "Absolutely not – last time was for everyone. This time is for us and our family. I can't think of anything better than being married here at my Uncle Mac's house with just our family. Are you sure you don't want to try and track down your dad?"

Patrick tensed up a little bit. "My dad is part of the reason I was away from my daughter for over a year. If he had been honest and faithful to my mother or if he had bothered to take care of the children he created than Tyson would have never gone with Helena."

"Have you even tried calling him?" Robin hated to see Patrick in pain again because of his father.

"No and I'm not going to. I called the prison and spoke to Matt so that he would know what is going on. He sends us his best and told me to lock it down with you ASAP." Patrick loved the little giggle Robin gave as he passed on the message. "He said he loves you and can't wait to meet the newest member of the family."

"Me neither." Robin rubbed her belly. "It's over Patrick. We are home and together and we can finally be a family again."

Mac stood at the kitchen door and watched his niece and Patrick on the couch. He wished he could relax and just enjoy her being home but there was a feeling in his gut that, no matter what Robin thought, this wasn't over – not by a long shot.

He stepped back into the kitchen and pulled out his phone. "Hey Robert are you done at the hospital because, if so, we need to talk."