Chapter Twenty:
Mac had taken Emma home after she sat with Robin. She had been asleep after the surgery, but it made Emma happy to see her and just sit with her. She spent a lot of time drawing pictures to decorate the room and she left her favorite stuffed animal with Robin so she wouldn't be scared.
Anna had been by as well, but she knew it would upset Robin to see her, so she left when it was time for the meds to wear off and Robin to wake up.
Patrick made his way to the room on crutches and stopped when he saw Sam sitting outside the room, talking to Sabrina.
"What are you both doing here? You should leave."
Sam was surprised and she crossed her arms as she looked at him.
"What the hell is that supposed to mean?"
"It means that Robin deserves peace and quiet. It means that it's time for me to do what I never could before."
Sabrina looked at him and he wondered what the hell he ever saw in her.
"What's that? Blame her for our son's death?"
Sam looked at Sabrina and was surprised by her words.
"Robin didn't do that. She was trying to save my husband and Victor Cassadine ordered the accident."
"You both are so blind!" Sabrina yelled. "My son is dead because Robin went to save that degenerate villain."
"Excuse me? You shut up about my husband. What the hell is wrong with you? Robin and Jason have been through hell I'm sorry about your son, but blaming the victims of a psychotic killer isn't helping."
Patrick looked into the room and saw Jason sitting next to Robin's bedside.
"I need all of you to leave. I will help Robin and you both need to get on with your lives," he said and went to hop into the room.
"Patrick, wait," Sabrina said. "I want to talk to you."
Sam stood up and looked at them.
"I'll go tell Jason we should leave," she said and walked past Patrick, squeezing his arm.
"We have nothing more to talk about," Patrick said to her. "You have been nothing but horrible to Robin and I am done tolerating it. I have told you how sorry I am for everything, but I have nothing more to say and no way to help you. If I have to get a restraining order for you to stay away from Robin, I will."
Sabrina was stunned by his vitriol. Something had changed.
"Who are you? Where is the man who was going to marry me and then broke my heart at the aisle? What happened to you?"
Patrick smirked.
"He found his soul. I let you turn me into a man who forgot who I was. I was a man who had cupcakes and milk instead of passion and fire. I had safe and I've always wanted excitement and challenges and exhilaration. I am thankful for what you were to me, but I was fooling myself and hurting you. I wanted Robin. I have always wanted Robin."
She wiped her eyes and nodded.
"I see. It's too bad she doesn't seem to want you."
He smiled.
"See that's just it. I'll fight for her. I finally got my head on straight and I know what I want. You see, the Patrick Drake you never knew was a man of action and who I have become is a sad excuse for that. Not anymore. Excuse me. I need to get my wife back."
She watched as he walked towards the room.
Sabrina stood there and stared after him.
"He never knew the real Sabrina, either. Soon, they all would.
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Patrick was waiting in the hall while the nurses checked on Robin. He was happy to see Jason and Sam leave and he had an idea about what to do. He saw the orthopedic surgeon who worked on him and he hobbled over.
"Excuse me," he said.
"You shouldn't be up on your feet yet. I thought I told you to use the crutches as a last resort."
"Right, I'm good. I mean I'm just going to sit with my friend who was in the elevator with me. You operated on her, right? Can you tell me how she is?"
"Are you related?"
Patrick sighed.
"Through our daughter, yes."
"Sorry, but that's not enough. I'll tell you she came through the procedure fine, but the rest is privilege."
"Thank you. I understand," Patrick said and turned to go back to Robin. He took a deep breath and walked into the room, worried when he didn't see her in the bed.
"Robin?" he hopped into the room and saw her on the floor in the corner of the room, her arm taped to her body and her head in her free hand.
"Shit," he said and dropped his crutches, moving to sit on the floor next to her.
"Robin? Can you look at me?"
She looked at him and her eyes were full of sadness.
"I bet this looks kind of ridiculous," she said with a tiny smile.
He grinned and stretched his leg out.
"Well, I've seen stranger things, but I think it's time you talk to me about what's happening with you."
She sucked in her breath at the pain in her arm and exhaled.
"I don't think so. I just want to go home. I don't want to stay in the hospital."
"Robin, you can't stay in a bed. Emma noticed and I noticed and it's not okay. You need help and I want to help you. If not me, will you talk to someone else?"
She blinked and her tears fell as she looked at him.
"Emma noticed?"
He hated adding to her pain.
"She told me she knows you stay on the couch and sometimes she sits with you while you sleep. She also gave me this to give to you," he said and handed her Emma's stuffed bear.
"Oh God, I'm so sorry. All I'm doing is adding to her fear and confusion. I never wanted that. I don't know that I should have ever come back."
"What? Of course you should. How could you say that?"
She looked at him and her eyes spoke volumes.
"Because everything is wrong. Everything I loved has changed. Everyone I counted on to have my back stabbed me instead. I don't know what I was thinking. I should have known that life isn't like that. I'm so stupid, Patrick. I should have never come back," she repeated softly.
"That's simply not true," he said gently. "Those of us who should have had your back didn't. As angry as I was, I ignored the signs because that's who I am. I'm a selfish arrogant prick who acts like a child when things don't go my way. I should have saved you, Robin. I should have been the man you married."
"Can you please leave me alone? Can you just go away?" she cried.
He saw her shivering and he sighed.
"Before I go, can I help you up and into the chair at least? The floor is cold."
She nodded and watched him get up slowly.
"Are you okay? How is your knee?"
He picked her up easily around her waist and helped her sit on the chair in the room. He grabbed a warm blanket and wrapped it carefully around her.
"I'm fine. Just sprained ligaments."
"Good."
He sat down on the side of the bed and looked at her.
"What happens next?"
She looked at him and thought about it.
"I guess we learn to live our lives. I realize my being here complicates things for you, but with Emma, I can't just move out of Port Charles. I think we need to work out some sort of custody agreement and just agree to leave each other alone."
He felt his eyes fill as he listened to her.
"No. I don't want that."
"Oh, well I know I haven't been around, but I think Emma needs to see me. I will get a lawyer if you don't want her to be with me. I need to be her mom, Patrick. I know I haven't been around much, but I am her mother."
He was stunned.
"No, God Robin, I wasn't suggesting you couldn't see Emma. I was saying no to us living like strangers. I want us to come to some sort of understanding about our relationship and where we go from here. I want to see if there is a way for us to be together again. I want to try and fight for our marriage," he said, his voice catching as he laid it all out for her.
Robin exhaled and met his gaze.
"We don't have a marriage. You divorced me and moved on. I may not have initiated any of it, but I will never take second place in your life. If Jason hadn't come back, and I found you with Sam like I did, what are the chances you would have left her for me? I am going with slim to none. I already did that. I already came home and found you with someone else and it took you weeks to decide what you wanted. That killed me Patrick, and I know that had a lot to do with my choice to leave for Jason. I also know you think you come in second in my life and my heart. You think I loved Stone more than you and I guess, you think I care about Jason more than you. You had to go after that by being with Sam. You had to know what that would do to me."
He looked down when she hit a nerve and she knew it.
"I don't know how many ways I can tell you differently. You are the only man who I chose to spend my life with. You are the man I wanted to raise a family with. You are the man of my dreams and I know I didn't do a great job of letting you in when it came to my health or my connection to Jason, but it had nothing to do with how much I loved you. You were always enough for me. I just wanted to be enough for you. I know now that I wasn't and I'm not. Go find someone to be with. If you love Sam, then fight for her. If you want Sabrina, go after her. If you want someone else, more power to you. I am just done. I'm sorry."
They were interrupted by a knock on the door. Patrick looked up and felt his heart drop when a huge smile covered her face.
"Mark?"
"Robin? I heard you were in an accident and I wanted to see if you were okay," he said with genuine concern.
She smiled and nodded.
"I'm good," she looked at Patrick.
"I think you should go now. Thank you for helping me."
He gaped at her and he hated how Mark looked at her. He was the only one who should look at her like that.
"Right. I helped you," he said sardonically as he limped out of the room.
Mark walked in and Robin motioned for him to sit down.
"I was hoping we could talk. Would dinner here tonight work?" Mark smiled. "I'll bring something in. What do you like?"
"Chinese or ribs. I'm a sucker for either one," she smiled and Mark grinned.
Patrick walked into the hall and felt his stomach churn. He hated this. He hated everything about this.
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Sabrina waited for everyone to leave before she headed back to Robin's room. She saw that new doctor had been hanging around and it just made her angrier. She walked to the room and stopped when she saw Emma curled up in the chair with Robin.
"Sabrina? What are you doing here?" Emma asked and Robin stiffened.
"I was just coming by to see how Dr. Scorpio was feeling," Sabrina smiled at Emma who looked confused.
"That's not mommy's name. Mommy's name is like mine, Scorpio-Drake. Isn't that right?" she turned and looked at Robin.
"Of course it is, you're my daughter and I'm your mom and we are connected forever," she said the last part as she glared at the nurse.
"That's right. Mommy is home and she's never leaving again," Emma said and smiled as she looked at Robin.
"Are you sure about that?" Sabrina asked and Robin saw the worry lines cross her daughter's face.
"Excuse me," Robin glared at her. "My daughter and I were enjoying some time together and I think it's time for you to leave."
"I see that," Sabrina smiled. "Maybe you and Emma can talk about her brother Gabriel and how you played a role in how he died."
"What? Mommy what does that mean?" Emma asked tearfully.
Robin couldn't believe the gall of this woman. She looked at Emma and smiled.
"I'm going to walk out. Can you get your homework out while I talk to Sabrina? I'll explain everything in a minute."
"Okay," Emma sniffed and Robin got up, walking to Sabrina who was walking out. She grabbed the woman by her arm and Sabrina looked at her.
"If you ever speak to my daughter like again, I don't care who you are or what you've done. I will end you."
Sabrina looked at Robin and yanked her arm away.
"What the hell could you do to me? Besides, when it comes to hurting children, I'm pretty sure you won that one. At least you have a daughter to hold."
"Here's a tip. Go to therapy, work your shit out and move on with your life. If you knew anything about me, you would know I would never have ever wanted your child harmed for any reason. I am sorry for what happened, but I am not to blame. You need to get over yourself and decide what you want out of life. I am not your enemy, but if you continue to come after me or ever speak to my daughter in any way as to scare her, I will make sure you're sorry."
"Is that a threat?" Sabrina asked her.
"No, it's a promise. You may think you know me, but you know nothing. This is the only warning you'll get from me."
Robin turned to leave when Sabrina grabbed her injured arm. Robin turned and smacked Sabrina across the face, stunning her.
"Stay away from me!" she yelled and walked back to her room.
Sabrina fumed as she walked out.
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Patrick made his way back to Robin's room to pick Emma up. He didn't witness the confrontation between Sabrina and Robin and he had no idea there had been a problem. When he approached the room, he heard Robin talking, so he stayed in the hall and waited.
"Emma? Come sit with me for a minute," Robin said as she walked back into the room and saw Emma had her books out.
"Are you okay mommy?"
Robin smiled and smoothed Emma's hair back.
"I'm perfect. I need to tell you I'm sorry for what Sabrina said. I am so very sorry you lost your brother and I wish I could have been here for you and daddy. I will do everything I can to make sure you are never alone again, okay?"
Emma leaned against her and sighed.
"Did you want to come home to me and daddy when you were gone?"
Robin felt tears prick her eyes.
"Every moment."
Emma smiled as she sat back and played with Robin's hair.
"Then you don't have to be sorry. You are so brave mommy and I love you. I don't care what Sabrina says because you're my mom and my best friend."
Robin couldn't help it. Her tears spilled over her cheeks and she held Emma to her as best she could with one arm.
"It's going to be okay Mommy," Emma said and Robin nodded.
"I love you, Emma Grace."
Patrick leaned against the wall outside the room and wiped his eyes.
God he missed this. He wanted, more than anything, to go hold them and thank his lucky stars his wife had returned.
Instead, he saw Mark approaching and he knew he had to give Robin space.
He would take Emma home and try again tomorrow.