Chapter Six:
Robin blinked and looked around, taking a minute to remember where she was. She felt the plush comforter and remembered going to sleep. But she remembered being on the floor.
She sat up quickly and saw Patrick was asleep on the couch and her heart dropped. He needed to leave.
"Patrick?" she said loudly.
"What's wrong?" he sat up quickly and rubbed his neck. He saw her staring at him and he smiled.
"Sorry. I didn't mean to fall asleep."
"What are you doing here?"
"I brought some things over that Emma wanted you to have, but when I got here, you were on the floor and you were having a dream or memory. I was worried so I stayed with you."
"And you put me in bed?" she asked with a sigh.
"Well I didn't want you to stay on the floor, it's cold."
"This is a million dollar penthouse. It has heat. I need you to leave, please."
He watched her lay back and there were dark circles under her eyes. He walked closer and went to sit on the side of the bed when she shook her head.
"I am asking you nicely to get out. I'll call the guard if I need to."
"Robin, stop being like this. We need to talk."
"No, we don't. We are divorced and unless you have something you need to tell me about Emma, your interest in my life is not my concern."
He felt her words like a knife.
"I care about you."
She glared at him and chuckled.
"I don't care about what you have to say. You divorced me, Patrick. You made the choice to end our marriage. You made the choice to move on. You did this and I heard you loud and clear. I need you to leave me alone."
"I didn't know," he said brokenly. "I didn't know what was happening."
She looked at him and her eyes were swimming.
"You never cared to find out. You accepted everything without looking. You wanted to end our marriage and I can't talk to you about this anymore. It's not fair. I need to try and get better and figure out what happens next. You are being cruel and I can't take it. You need to leave," she put her head in her hands and sobbed.
He didn't know what to say. She was right and she deserved peace.
"I'm so sorry," he said softly as he walked out.
"What the hell are you doing here?" Brenda asked when he walked into the main family room.
He sighed and wiped his face.
"I dropped off a bag from Emma."
Brenda stared at him and could see he was hurting.
"Well then you can go now."
"Yeah, I get that," he said and looked at her. "Can I ask you something?"
She crossed her arms and sat down on the couch.
"Make it fast."
"How is she doing? Is there anything I can do?"
Brenda knew he was truly worried and she sighed.
"She has been through three years of torture, during which she came home twice to find you with other women. It might not be fair or right, but to Robin, in the years since she committed to you, you have slept with three women. One tried to kill her and one was married to the man she went to save. You picked the one woman who would hurt her more than anything and on top of what she has been through, seeing you with Sam was the final straw. She is a strong woman, Patrick, but you have the power to destroy her and you did just that. Please respect her enough to let her try and figure out who she is without you."
Patrick felt each word she said like little truth daggers in his chest. He nodded and left without a word.
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It had been a week since Robin arrived at the Penthouse and she was finally beginning to feel a little more like a human being. Patrick had stopped by a few times to bring Emma, but she wouldn't speak to him.
It had been so nice spending time with her daughter and catching up on the day to day drama with a six year old. She had missed so much and it broke her heart that she would never get that time back. Emma seemed to be adjusting fine, but Robin worried there may be issues later on.
She was on her way to GH for a check up and it was nice to get out of the apartment for some fresh air. She was being followed by a security man Sonny had arranged because the threat of Helena was obviously still strong. The doctor was going to come to the house, but Robin needed to get out.
It had been so long since she walked the familiar halls of the hospital she called home for so long. She stood at the nurses hub and smiled as memories of Alan and Tony crept through her mind. So many amazing moments and experiences.
She also thought of her time with Patrick and how they fell in love. So much of her life revolved around this place, and now it made her incredibly sad. What had happened to her dreams?
She looked as Epiphany walked up and she smiled before the older nurse pulled her into a big hug. Robin laughed and felt tears come to her eyes.
"I am so happy to see you," Epiphany said. "Let me take you to the room so the man who is scaring everyone can take a break."
Robin smiled and nodded.
"Sorry. I'm a little uncomfortable being out on my own. There are people who are still after me."
Epiphany led her to the room and felt her heart ache for the beautiful doctor who had always been such a bright spot for the hospital. She knew how much Drake Jr. had hurt her and somehow, Epiphany needed to try and help them heal.
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"I don't know what you want me to say," Patrick said to Sam as they walked down the hall to the nurses hub. He had been in a complicated surgery and he was happy to finally concentrate on what he was good at. The patient was going to be okay because of him.
When he was in his office, filling out paperwork, Sam came in and wanted to talk about Jason.
"I want you to help me. Just because Robin is back doesn't mean you and I have to stop being friends. You knew she was out there and you pursued me. You also told me it wasn't to get back at her. If that was true, then I don't understand why we can't work together again. We made love, Patrick. We have a connection. I can't just ignore that."
Patrick looked around and hated that she was so loud.
"We had sex and it was a mistake. I should never have pursued you, Sam. I didn't mean to hurt you and I never meant to hurt Robin. Everything is different now and you know that, too. You want to find your husband, too, don't you?"
"Of course I do. I need Robin's help. I tried to talk to her, but Brenda won't let me near her. I need you to get me in to see her, please."
Patrick chuckled sarcastically.
"I can't get her to see me, either. You'd have better luck going to Mac."
They stopped at the hub and Patrick looked up as a nurse came over with a chart.
"Dr. Drake? Dr. Marucci wanted you to see if you could look over this chart and give your input," she said and Patrick nodded.
"Of course," he said and looked at Sam.
"Give me a minute," he said.
Sam sighed and saw Jake walk in with Elizabeth. She saw Patrick engrossed in the file and she walked over to them.
"Sam," Jake said and sighed.
"Leave us alone," Liz said.
"How are things going with your new job?" Sam asked.
"Good, thanks," Jake said and saw Patrick glance at them. "How's your boyfriend?"
"He's not my boyfriend, not that it's any business of yours," she said.
"Hey, what's going on?" Patrick walked over and smiled at Liz.
"Nothing. I was just hoping to prove this was the jerk who held me hostage," she said dripping with animosity.
"Whatever," Jake said. "I need to go see Dr. Marucci for my check up."
"What? Why aren't you seeing me?" Patrick asked. "I'm the best."
Jake chuckled and looked at Sam.
"I would rather have a doctor who didn't want me in jail."
"Are you implying that I would treat you differently because of who you are? I never do that. I'm an excellent surgeon who would never do that."
Liz nodded and looked at Patrick.
"I know that and so does Jake," she said and smiled at him.
Patrick nodded and sighed.
He tried to stop thinking about Robin for the hundredth time that day. He looked at his charts and just wanted to go back to his office.
"Oh my gosh! Robin!" Liz squealed and raced to hug Robin who was walking out of the room with Epiphany.
"Elizabeth," Robin grinned and hugged her friend. "It's so good to see you."
"I heard you were back but you weren't up to seeing anyone yet."
Robin nodded and saw Patrick and Sam and her stomach churned.
"I'm doing better, but I need to go. Maybe we can talk later?" she said and went to leave when she walked with her head down to the elevator.
"Robin, wait," Patrick said.
"Please, let me talk to you," Sam said. "Without Patrick if you want," she added.
Patrick glared at Sam and she ignored him.
Robin looked at the two of them and her eyes were hardened.
"I need to go, excuse me," she turned to walk away and smacked right into Jake. He grabbed her before she fell and she held onto him for a minute to steady herself before she stepped back and looked up into his eyes.
Jake looked at her and he was thrust back into a memory.
Everything flashed before his eyes, but there was one constant.
This beautiful, feisty, raven haired beauty who fought tooth and nail to save him. The woman standing before him with the chocolate eyes and the freckled nose and strength beyond anyone he had known.
Robin was stunned. She looked into his eyes and there was no mistaking anything. His face was different. What had he been through? What had Helena done to him?
"Sam and Patrick stood with Liz and they stared at the two of them.
"Robin?" Jake said. "Oh God, Robin? I remember," he said and then slowly passed out, falling against Robin who fell with him, his body on hers.
"Jake?" Liz cried out.
"Robin?" Patrick called out and he moved Jake off of her, laying him on the ground. Liz ran to get help for him.
"Hey, look at me, are you okay? Did you hit your head?" Patrick held her face in his hands.
"Is this some kind of sick joke?" Robin asked as her tears fell and she pushed him away from her. "Is this more of your horrible game?"
Patrick stared at her, confused.
"What are you talking about? Do you know him?"
Robin sat up and watched as they wheeled Jake away and she looked at Sam who was just as confused as Patrick.
"How could you not know? How could you not see? His face is different, but his eyes. You're his wife."
Sam stumbled back and shook her head.
"No, it can't be," she said and Patrick helped Robin up.
"It is. It's Jason."