Chapter Two:
"Oh shit," Patrick scrambled to throw his pants on and he took off after her.
"Robin? Robin wait!" he called out as he ran down the hall. Where the fuck did she go?
"Did you find her?" Sam asked as she found him down the hall.
"No. I don't know which way she went," he said, his panic growing.
"She asked if Jason was here. What the hell did she mean? Did you lie to me again?" Sam grabbed his arm as went to look down another hall.
"What? No. She said he was dead," he said and stopped, trying to think. "She looked really bad, like she's sick or something," he said brokenly.
"Help! Someone is at the bottom of the stairwell!" a voice called out.
"Oh no, please," Patrick said and ran down the other hall, taking the stairs two at a time and seeing her body crumpled on the ground.
"Call an ambulance," he cried as he tried to figure out what to do. He didn't want to move her neck until he had a brace.
"Ask her about Jason!" Sam said as she ran to them, almost falling on Robin herself.
"What? She's barely alive," he said, shame falling over him like a heavy blanket. Who the hell was he? What had he done?
"Robin? Can you hear me?" he leaned close to her face, but her hair covered most of it. He felt her wrist and there was a pulse, but it was weak. He held her hand and saw she still wore her wedding rings.
"You just hold on. You're going to be fine," he said as his tears fell down his face. The paramedics came and he told them what he could, but it was clear when they turned her over that she had been through a lot more than a fall.
He watched them take her and he stood up slowly.
"I want to go with her," he said quietly, still in shock.
"No, you have to talk to me," Sam said and the paramedics raced off with Robin.
"Wait," Patrick went to go after them when Sam grabbed his arm.
"You can meet her later. You need to start explaining yourself," Sam yelled at him as they went back upstairs.
"I need to get to the hospital," he said in a voice he didn't recognize.
"What did she mean? Is Jason alive?"
Everything that happened at Creighton Clark came rushing back to him. The conversation, the car accident, her refusal to come home. He had been so stupid.
"I think she lied," he said as he pulled the rest of his clothes on.
"What? You think? That's what you say to me? Was this all to get me in bed? Was this because you knew how much it would hurt her if she saw?" Sam yelled as she put her own clothes on.
He looked at her and she could see he was in shock.
"Okay," she said as her own hands shook at the thought her husband was alive. "Let's get to the hospital."
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Patrick called Anna on the way to the hospital as well as Mac and Maxie. He didn't know what else to do. Emma was spending the night with a friend, so she was set for the night. He and Sam pulled up to GH and ran into the emergency room.
"Where is she?" he asked the nurse on duty.
"Dr. Drake? Who are you looking for?" the nurse asked.
"Robin. She was just brought in by ambulance," he said.
Sam stood back, watching him, her mind on one thing. Jason. Was he alive? Where was he? Why didn't he come find her?
"She's in bed 4," the nurse said and Patrick rushed in, Sam following.
"What's happening," he asked the attending.
"Dr. Drake? I didn't have you paged. Dr. Marucci is looking over the scans."
"Tell me what's going on. What have you found so far?"
Epiphany caught the eye of the attending and she nodded, walking to Patrick.
"Drake Jr, you need to leave."
"What? But it's Robin. I need to be here," he said, his tears falling.
"She isn't your concern and bringing your date here isn't helpful. Plus, we can all smell the alcohol on your breath. Remove yourself now. If you want to wait in the lobby, I'll come talk to you when I know more."
He turned and walked out of the room, kicking the garbage can and running his hands through his hair.
He and Sam went to the lobby where Anna and Mac ran up to him.
"What happened? Tell us what you know," Anna said.
Patrick told them, leaving out the part where he and Sam had just had sex.
"She fell down the stairs? Is she okay?" Mac asked.
"I don't know. They made me leave."
"Well I'm going back there," Anna said.
"No, they are working. Epiphany will come back and get us when she can."
Sam paced and then stared at them.
"How could you not go after her? When you found out that Victor was responsible for the accident, didn't you think she might have been in trouble?"
"What are you talking about?" Mac asked. "Why would we go after her? Wasn't she in Africa?"
Anna and Patrick looked at him and Patrick wiped his face.
"No. She never went to Africa."
He filled him in on what he knew and he sat down, deflated.
"Victor was the head of the WSB? How was that allowed to happen? How could you not tell me?" he looked at Anna. "You had to know she was being held against her will."
"He gave her the choice to go and she said yes," Patrick said, not even recognizing his own voice. "She could have said no."
Mac looked at the man he always considered family.
"Do you honestly believe that? First of all, when has Robin ever turned her back on anyone she thought she could help? After being held for almost two years, didn't you think she might be suffering from some form of PTSD? Maybe she couldn't stand the thought of someone being held against their will like she was and nobody came to help her?" he asked Patrick.
"And you," he looked at Anna. "Do you think Victor would have taken no for an answer? Do you think he would have just let her turn him down? She had two people in her life she would die for and you didn't think he used them as leverage?"
"I didn't know about Victor until the clinic," she said, knowing it was a lame excuse. She had let her daughter down.
"Robin skyped with them and told them both they were better off without her and neither one of them went to look for her," Sam said.
Patrick glared at her and sighed.
"What?" Mac was floored. "Why did nobody tell me any of this? I have always been there for her. I would have gone anywhere to find her."
"I spoke to her after that, just once. She had the divorce papers and she told me she was going to send them back. She didn't blame Patrick for ending their marriage. She was broken," Anna said. "I don't know what I was thinking. I should have gone after her."
Patrick saw Epiphany coming in and he stood up.
"How is she? Can I talk to her?"
"She's awake," Epiphany said. "She doesn't want to see you. She asked that everyone leave her alone but she wants to talk to Sam. She also wanted to see you after she speaks with Sam," she said to Mac.
"Of course. I'll be waiting," Mac said.
Patrick was stunned.
"I need to talk to her," he said as his voice cracked.
"She was very clear and she can't be upset at the moment. She wants to see Sam and that's all."
Sam looked at Patrick and then turned and followed Epiphany.
Patrick sat on the chair and put his head in his hands while Mac and Anna continued to argue.
What had he done?
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Sam walked into the room and saw Robin with a bandage on her head and oxygen in her nose. She had dark circles under her eyes and her skin had a yellowish tint to it.
"Robin?" she asked as she sat down.
Her almond shaped brown eyes opened and she nodded for Sam to sit.
"Do you know where Emma is?"
"She is at a sleepover," Sam said.
Relief covered Robin's face and she sighed.
"Do you know where Jason is?"
Sam looked at her and shook her head.
"I thought he was dead. Patrick said you told him you couldn't save him and then left. That's the last thing I heard."
Robin felt her eyes fill with tears.
"I lied. Victor was going to hurt my daughter and my husband. He arranged for them to get into an accident and Patrick lost his son. I would have said anything to get him to leave. I just never thought he would believe that I would leave Emma. I don't understand how this all ended up so messed up."
Sam felt terrible for her, but she had so many questions.
"Were you able to save my husband?"
Robin nodded.
"Yes. About a month ago, when the explosion happened, I was chained to a wall and he found me. He got me loose and we both escaped and I drove us home to Port Charles. I dropped him off at Sonny's house and then drove to see my mom but when I got there, Helena was waiting for me. She took me with her and I couldn't get free until yesterday. I thought Jason found his way back to you. I thought he would help me. I thought someone would help me but nobody ever did," she sighed. "I don't know where Jason is, but we need to find him. He could be in trouble. Helena may have gotten to him. She has a habit of using mind control. He might be confused."
"Was he okay? Health wise?" Sam asked.
"He was. He had some throat trouble, so he wasn't able to talk yet, but he knew who he was and he wanted to get home to you and Danny. I don't understand what happened. Helena must have gotten to him," Robin said.
"I'll find him," Sam said.
"Will you keep me informed?" Robin asked.
Sam walked to her and nodded.
"I don't know how to thank you for helping him," she said. "As for what you walked in on," she began and Robin stopped her.
"I wanted you to know about Jason. He wanted nothing more than to come home to you and Danny. Now I'd really like for you to let me sleep."
Sam nodded and walked out.
Robin exhaled and covered her face, letting her tears fall. She had to get out of here. She needed to figure out what she was going to do next. She needed a minute to think because everything she had been fighting for was gone.
She had borrowed Epiphany's phone before Sam came and she made a brief call, so she knew help was on the way. She just needed to hold on a little while longer and then she would be safe and away from the prying eyes of the GH staff.
She couldn't get the image of a nearly naked Patrick with Sam out of her mind. It's not like she didn't know Patrick decided to move on. He had divorced her, despite her not wanting it. She would never fight him on that. Robin Scorpio never begged.
But Sam? She couldn't believe it. Of all the people, Sam exemplified everything Patrick said he hated.
She loved Jason.
Robin left to help Jason and Patrick couldn't deal with that. Sam would drop everything in a heartbeat if she could help Jason. Patrick had to know that. Why was it okay for Sam? Maybe Patrick never really wanted her?
She knew that wasn't true. She felt it. She knew he loved her.
That's why this killed her.
"Robin?" Mac said from the hall.
"Uncle Mac," she said and he rushed to her side and held her while she cried.
"Oh Robin, I wish you had confided in me. I would have come for you. I'm so sorry," he said as he held her.
She knew he was right.
"I'm sorry Uncle Mac," she said as she lay back. "I did everything wrong and I'm so sorry."
He took her hand and smiled.
"It's okay. You're home now and we're going to fix this. Emma is going to be so happy to see you. She has missed you so much."
Robin covered her face and cried for her daughter.
"I miss her, too. I was afraid she wouldn't remember me. I was afraid I would never see her again."
Mac smiled.
"She talks about you every day, Robin. She adores you and she will love seeing you. She is your biggest fan."
"Thank you," she smiled and held his hand. "I just want you to know how much you have meant to me. You have always been there for me and I appreciate it more than you could ever know."
Mac felt his tears come and he sniffed.
"You're my family, Robin. You've been with me the longest of anyone," he smiled and she laughed. "My brother may have done a lot of things the wrong way, but allowing me to watch you grow up has been the greatest blessing and my highest honor."
"I love you," Robin said and hugged him again.
Mac smiled and kissed her bandaged forehead.
"Can you tell me what's happening with you? How are you feeling?"
She rubbed his hand and sighed.
"I will get through this, don't worry."
He knew it was bad and she didn't want to talk about it.
"Okay. You rest and try not to worry about anything," he said. "I'll bring Emma here in the morning."
She smiled though her lids were heavy.
"I would really love that. Thank you."
Mac smiled and sat with her until she fell asleep. He wasn't done talking to Anna and he got up to find her.
Patrick watched Mac leave from behind the side door. He knew Robin was adamant about not seeing him, but he had to try. He walked to the room and looked in, his breath catching in his throat as he approached the bed.
Even frail and bruised, her beauty took his breath away. Nobody had the power to get to him like she did. She had his heart, as much as he tried to deny it.
"Get out of here," her voice came out cold and angry.
"Robin, please let me talk to you."
"I have nothing to say to you. If you have any respect left for me at all, you will leave."
He shook his head and moved closer.
"Robin, I need," he said and she stopped him.
"That's just it, Patrick. This isn't about you. I don't care what you need. Get out!" she said and the alarms went off as the nurses came in.
"Drake Jr, you need to leave," Epiphany said and they pushed him out and closed the door.
Patrick leaned against the wall and slid to the floor, his arms on his knees.
She looked really sick. He felt his tears fall as his heart was twisted in knots.
He knew this was on him. He had completely let her down.
He was just like his father.
Patrick wiped his eyes and stood up.
He wasn't leaving. He couldn't.
"Do you know where her Uncle Mac went?" Epiphany asked as she walked out.
"No, why? What's wrong?"
"It would be a good idea if we could get him here," she said and he saw her tears.
"Epiphany, please tell me what's happening," Patrick said passionately.
"You know I love you, Jr, but the hurt in her eyes, it's too much. You need to leave."
Patrick watched her walk to make a call and he just stood there.
"Patrick? I need you to come with me," Sam said and Patrick turned to face her.
"What?"
"I need your help to find Jason."
"I'm not going anywhere," he said. "I'm not leaving."
"She doesn't want to see you."
He nodded.
"I know."
Sam waited a minute and then nodded as she left.