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Chapter Three

To be honest, Robin wanted to forgive her husband and forget his indiscretion had ever transpired. She had tried and tried not to see his mistake when she looked into his eyes and his soul, but so far, it was impossible.

In fact, the whole thing haunted her day in and day out, lingering on every happy memory she tried to make with her son or at work.

She knew as she put on her stethoscope, closing her locker door for the Saturday 3 - 11 shift. Here goes facing another night at GH working with her estranged husband. Good luck, Scorpio-Drake!

"Dr. Scorpio, glad you could join us," commented Epiphany as she glanced at the clock seeing that Robin was 10 minutes late. Robin bit back a comment, thinking that she'd been spending too much time with her step-sister-in-law to ever think to take on Nurse Johnson.

"Any consults for me?" She questions instead not seeing her husband coming up behind her.

"No, I think you've got bigger fish to fry. Dr. Drake." Epiphany acknowledged, leaving the nurse's station with a chart of her own as Robin turned around to look at Patrick.

"I didn't see you this morning before you left. Robby's with Bobbie and my dad." He told her, trying to see some sign of forgiveness or even acceptance in her brown eyes. Robin stared back at his handsome face, wondering how someone so beautiful inside and out could be so capable of hurting the woman he loved.

"I stopped by and spoke with Noah and Bobbie on my way in to work." She said, biting her lip. Nervousness had never been a part of her relationship with Patrick, and now that all it seemed to be.

And she hated it.

"Can we talk? Privately?" He asked.

"Yeah, let's go to the locker room. Everyone has changed shifts by now."

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"Are you sure?" Nikolas asked once again into his phone as he sat at his desk with Maxie lounging on the couch reading a fashion magazine at Wyndemere. His repetition was beginning to bug the shit out of very-pregnant, very-moody Maxie. There was only so much she could take from one conversation and his sitting there repeating the same question over and over again was grating on her nerves.

Especially since it was probably about some boring business thing to start with.

"I mean, you are absolutely positive?" Nikolas asked, and Maxie flung down the magazine and stood to stare at her fiancé with her hands on her hips with her baby belly sticking out way in front of her, signifying the growth of their baby girl. His dark eyes met her light ones, and he made the motion for one more minute. She huffed and he abruptly hung up the phone.

"What the hell has your panties in a bunch?"

Nikolas looked at her like she was crazy, and Maxie had to remember that he still wasn't acquainted with all the American sayings most people know.

"I mean, what has you so upset?" Maxie said, her moods shifting from annoyed to concerned. Nikolas hardly noticed as he crossed the room, guiding her back on to the couch as he sat behind her. She was prone to change her mood even more than usual since she had become pregnant, but he just shrugged it off. His large hand hovered over her stomach before taking the swell of it in his hand and laying his face against her shoulder blade.

God, how he loved this devil of a woman.

"Nikolas! You haven't answered me yet." She reminded gently, falling into his touch.

"I don't want you to worry, sweet girl."

She laughed heartily turning to look at him.

"Number One: I am not sweet, and two: we are in this together. Tell me. I'll be fine. Scout's honor."

"Somehow, I doubt you were a girl scout."

"Nikolas, just tell me."

"My grandmother's yacht has been spotted mid-Atlantic, heading this way."

"That's bad, right? Luke's gonna freak!"

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Sam Spencer sat comfortably on the couch in the home she shared with her husband, her daughter, and her step-son, listening to her daughter coo in her sleep as Cameron played video games in his room upstairs. Life was pretty much perfect at the moment.

Or at least, as perfect as it was going to get for Sam.

A knock on the door threw her out of the corners of her mind and returned her to present day and time. Looking up at the door, she saw her mother, Alexis Davis-Corinthos. There was also her two little sisters, Molly and Kristina, as well as Sonny's son, Morgan. She waved them in with a finger at her lips for them to be quiet because the baby was asleep.

It was still a little weird for her mother to be married to the father of her first daughter, but they were working it out the best way they knew how which was pushing through. Family was everything. Sometimes you just had to roll with the punches.

Especially in the extended Spencer/Cassadine Clan.

"What's up?" Sam smiled at Alexis as the three kids ran upstairs to play with Cameron. Alexis took a seat beside her oldest after brushing a hand over her beautiful granddaughter's forehead. She was so proud that Sam finally had her family. It helped heal her heart for the granddaughter she hadn't knew existed until it was too late.

"Nikolas called me earlier. He has reliable information that Helena's on her way to Port Charles."

"Oh, my God." Sam was taken back for a second. "Does Luke know? What about Lucky?"

"I came to tell you we are all meeting at The Haunted Star tonight at seven. Be there. Bring the kids."

"Who is 'we'?"

Alexis scoffed at her daughter like it was obvious.

"The Spencers and the Cassadines, of course."

"What about Sonny? Did you tell him? How'd you get away from the guards?"

"He doesn't know, and he won't. I've always kept him separate from Helena, and I intend to keep that up. Max and Milo are outside, and don't worry. I'm Alexis Davis-Corinthos. I'll take care of the guards when the time is right."

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"Hey, where are you two hooligans heading?" Luke asked as he wrapped an arm around both Robin and Patrick as they were on their way to talk about their marriage.

"We're in the middle of something, Luke. Can we get back to you?" Robin asked gently.

"Nope, you two will have to postpone make-up sex for a little while. Better go tell that grouchy Doc Ford y'all are taking off for the evening. We have a Spencer family emergency on our hands!"