I told you guys this would be a short story lol. I have a couple of ideas running around my head and should have a new story up soon.

Enjoy!
Cristina

Chapter 11

Mac stood on the bridge and stared out over the water. He pulled a picture of a baby out of his pocket and smiled at it but quickly shoved it back in his pocket when he heard someone walk up behind him. He didn't need to look, who knew exactly who had joined him. "Thought I might see you out here tonight."

"Where else would I be?" Jason stood next to Mac and kept his eyes forward. "How are you doing Mac?"

"As well as can be expected. You?"

"I can't believe it's been a year." Jason shook his head. "Why couldn't they have gotten just a little time together as a family? Why couldn't Helena just let her go?"

Mac sighed. One year ago today a plane had crashed at sea – no survivors found. The passenger manifest included Dr. Patrick Drake, a pregnant Robin Scorpio-Drake and their daughter Emma. "Because she is a cruel and horrible woman, that's why."

Jason finally turned to Mac. "It's so strange – I always thought that I would feel it when she…"

"I know."

"But I don't. For some reason, I keep expecting her to walk up to me here on the bridge or come to the penthouse and lecture me about missing a follow-up appointment with Patrick. To walk in the hospital and see the two of them at the nurse's desk arguing over a treatment." Tears came to Jason's eyes. "I wanted Danny to be Emma's and the new baby's friend – to have play dates and…"

Mac put his hand on Jason's shoulder. For all of the man's faults, he had truly loved Robin. "I know – I miss them too."

Jason studied Mac. Since the day he had heard the news, Jason had felt something was off with the whole situation. He decided it was finally time to try and see if his hunch was correct. "They never found them, did they?"

"No but the plane crashed at sea so the chance of them surviving…"

Jason interrupted Mac, "if they were on the plane."

Mac looked at Jason. There were only three people who knew the truth about what had happened that night but he sensed that was no longer true - Jason had figured it out. "If they were on the plane."

Jason felt a wave a relief pass over him – he was right, Robin and her family were alive and safely hidden somewhere. He gave Mac a slight nod to signal he had gotten the message and then started to leave. "I need to get going – Sam's cravings are driving me crazy."

"Do you know what you are having?" Mac knew that Sam was due any day now with the couple's second child.

Jason's smile widened. "A girl."

"Do you have a name picked out?"

Jason nodded his head. "Yes. Her name is Robin."

"Okay buddy – we need to talk." Jack Talbot picked up the crying little boy from his crib and began to gently walk him around the room. "Mommy is coming back to work with me at the clinic tomorrow and we really could use a little more sleep."

The little boy refused to calm down until Mena, his wife, came in with a bottle. "Come here baby boy." She took Mack from his father's arms and sat down in the rocking chair with him. She began to feed him and he instantly calmed down. She smiled at her husband. "See – you were starving him."

Jack, aka Patrick Drake, kneeled down next to her and smiled. "No, he was just trying to get some extra attention from his mommy." He kissed Mack on the forehead and then smiled up at her. "Ready to go back to work? You know you don't have to if you don't want to."

Filomena, aka Robin, smiled at him. Mack's pregnancy had not been as easy as Emma's just because of the stress of having to go on the run. Fortunately, they were able to settle into their new home within a month of their reported deaths. Her parents had managed to set them up with a small clinic in a very small town in Canada to start their new lives. "I know, but it's not like I'll be very busy. At most we might have a couple of cases of the flu and maybe a sprained wrist."

The clinic was definitely not fast paced but there was a peace to it that they had never had in Port Charles. Sure they saw an occasional gunshot wound but that was from hunting, not mob wars or police shootouts. Emma loved being in the country and embracing her inner nature girl – she was learning to ski and she was a natural on ice skates. She was still Emma Grace, both parents agreed to let Emma keep her first two names, and she had had no issues in responding to her new last name.

Emma had been surprisingly agreeable to the move and name change. Robin knew that her daughter had probably inherited a little bit of her parents love for intrigue but ultimately it was her fear of being separated from her parents again that led to an easy transition into their new life. Emma understood that the bad people were going to keep trying to take her mommy away from her and she was willing to do anything to stop that from happening again – even leaving Port Charles and not seeing her grandparents or Uncle Mac until they knew it was safe.

Robin gently burped Mack as she smiled at Patrick. "Are you taking Emma to her skating lessons tomorrow?"

"Of course." He rubbed Mack's back as Robin rocked him to sleep. Malcolm Matthew Talbot was a beautiful and healthy little boy with his mother's eyes and his father's dimple. "I think he's out."

Robin nodded. "He is." She stood up and gently laid their little boy down in the crib. She turned around and smiled at Patrick. "Ready for bed?"

"I thought you would never ask." Patrick took Robin by the hand and led her down the hall. "Did you get the picture to Mac?"

"Yes – Fran didn't even ask why I wanted it mailed out from Montreal instead of here." Fran was the clinic secretary. A kindly older woman, she was vetted by Robert before she was hired at the clinic and both the doctors trusted her completely.

"Good." Patrick laid down with Robin on the bed and wrapped his arms around her. "It won't be long Robin. Your parents will find Helena and get rid of her and we can go back home and be with our families again."

"I'm just sorry that you got dragged into this." Robin started to tear up.

Patrick quickly wiped her tears away. "You didn't drag me into this – I chose to be here with you and this is the only place I want to be. I love you Robin."

Robin smiled back at him, still not able to believe how lucky she had gotten to have him in her life. "I love you too Patrick. You are amazing."

"We're amazing together." Patrick leaned down and kissed Robin, trying to make her feel how much he loved her. "Now, we need to sleep. We've got a big day tomorrow. Goodnight my wife."

Robin curled into Patrick and closed her eyes, feeling truly happy and safe. "Goodnight my husband."

The End