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  1. Chapter 38 “I cannot believe how rude you were to him.” Robin rolled her eyes as she unlocked her front door. “Rude? The guy was flirting with you while you were on a date with another man.” Patrick stood his ground. At least the waiter hadn’t ruined their night together. Their date had been wonderful. The food was great and the conversation had flowed easily. The truth was that to an outsider who didn’t know any better, they looked like they had been together for years, their connection was that strong. After dinner they had taken a walk down by the docks while Robin filled him in on some of Port Charles’s more colorful moments in history. They sat on a bench and just enjoyed each other’s company until Robin made the decision that it was time to head home and relieve her father from his babysitting duties. “He was telling us the specials, not slipping me his phone number.” She pulled the key from the lock and turned around to find Patrick right behind her. She took a deep breath. “And I wouldn’t have noticed anyway because the only man I could see was you.” He nodded his head as his hand reached up and around her neck, gently caressing the back of her head as he pulled her closer. “Good answer.” “I thought so.” She tilted her head up and wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him closer. A moment later their lips met and they kissed for the second time in their lives. Intense didn’t even begin to describe it as they finally gave in to every emotion they had been fighting for the past two months. After several minutes they stopped and took a breath. Robin was breathing heavily. “Wow.” “You said it.” Patrick had never experienced a kiss like that in his life. Robin brought out a passion and tenderness in him he never even knew he was capable of. “Do you want to come inside?” Robin saw the lustful look in his eyes. “For a drink?” He leaned down to kiss her again. It was quick but still full of passion. “Yes.” Robin reached for the doorknob but the door flew open and Robert stood there glaring at the couple. “You coming in or what?” “Hi Dad.” Robin grabbed Patrick’s hand as she entered the house. “Was Rylee good for you tonight?” “Yes.” He followed the couple into the living room. “She crashed out a couple of hours ago.” “And you got Michelle’s message?” Michael had surprised Michelle with a night away in New York City for their anniversary and Robin had told her to go. Her daughter had been through so much heartache and pain; she deserved a night of fun. It was Robert’s turn to roll his eyes. “That her boyfriend whisked her away for the night? Yeah I got it.” “Good.” Robin sat down on the couch with Patrick right by her side. “Thank you again for watching Ry tonight.” “Not a problem.” He sat down in the recliner and leaned back. “Did you two have a good night?” Patrick put his arm around Robin. “Yes sir.” “Good, good.” He smiled at Patrick. “Would you like a cup of coffee before you hit the road?” “Dad!” Robin had been relaxing into her date’s embrace but her father’s comment made her sit up straight. “What?” Robert sat back. “I’m trying to be nice but maybe that isn’t the right tactic with your date here so I’ll be blunt – what are your intentions towards my daughter?” Robin stood up. “Okay, you have now officially crossed the line.” “I think that I have every right to ask exactly what Dr. Kildare here has planned for you. After all, he isn’t exactly known for his faithfulness.” Robert glared at Patrick. “My little girl deserves better than how you have treated the other women in your life.” Robin’s hand slapped her forehead. “This is not happening.” Patrick took Robin’s other hand and pulled her back down on the couch. “You’re right but Robin is different than any other woman I have ever had in my life. My feelings for her have been there for years and I have no intention of hurting her.” “Well the road to hell is paved with good intentions so I hardly see that as a mark in your favor.” Robert leaned over and stared Patrick straight in the eyes. “Robin is special and deserves more than good intentions.” Robin had had enough. She stood up once more and smiled down at Patrick. “Would you mind excusing my father and me for a few minutes?” “But…” “Please?” Robin pleaded with him to do this for her. “Go check on Ry for me. Make sure my father actually put her in her pjs and didn’t just let her wear whatever she wanted to bed.” He kissed Robin one last time. “I’ll be back in a few minutes – play nice.” Robin waited until he was out of the room before she addressed her dad. “You want to explain to me exactly why are you trying to destroy my life?” “I am just trying to make up for lost time.” “Well you don’t have to do it all in one night.” Robin flopped back down on the couch and took off her shoes. “Overcompensation has always been a failing of mine.” Robert couldn’t help but smile as she rubbed her feet once they were free from her high heels. “You see, I still see you as a little girl sitting on the living room floor eating a peanut butter and jelly sandwich.” “That’s very sweet and all but I am not that little girl anymore. I’m a grown woman with a daughter and a grandchild.” Robin paced the floor. “I am a successful doctor who has been in love several times.” “Including Drake?” Robert raised his eyebrows at her but Robin didn’t bite. “I mean are you sure that you want your first foray into dating after all this time to be the hospital heartthrob?” “First off, Patrick is not my first foray into dating – I dated a very nice man before him.” “Please, you and Dr. Basal were just hanging around together. You never slept with him.” Robert instantly regretted saying that to her. “I’m sorry – did you just bring sex into this?” “Well, Roger has been gone a long time and…” “Oh my God – I am not discussing my sex life with you.” “Look, I wasn’t around for Stone and besides,” Robert smirked at her, “is there really anything to discuss?” She took a few deep breaths, attempting to calm herself. “Whether there is or not has nothing to do with you. You are my father, not my therapist.” “Look, I know you are scared about falling in love again…” “I’m not scared – just cautious and I have earned that right. I have loved three men in my life before Patrick and two died, one from AIDS and one as a hero. Excuse me if that makes me a little scared.” Robin felt the tears coming but didn’t try to hide them. “Not to mention that I thought my father was dead for the last 25 years.” Robert winced. “Is there any chance that you won’t keep bringing that up?” “No because it proves a point. As much as I love you, I can’t depend on you. I can’t trust that I won’t be left behind again for another mission or…” Robin saw a look in Robert’s eyes that she didn’t like. She sighed heavily as she asked the question. “When do you leave?” “It’s not like that.” “When do you leave?” “It’s only for a few weeks, I swear.” Robin glared at him. “When do you leave?” Robert sat back down in the chair, defeated. “Tomorrow.” “Same mission as mom?” Anna had told her she was leaving town in a few days for a covert mission and would be unreachable for at least a month. “You know I can’t tell you that.” He shook his head, trying to deny that she had hit the nail on the head. The truth was that Robert had always been impressed by his daughter’s intuition as she was usually right. “Just try and let someone here know you are still alive.” Robin stood up and headed to the front door. “Right now I want you to leave. I’m tired and I have to get up with Ry in the morning.” He followed her to the door reluctantly. “Sweetheart, I love you.” “I know you do even if you have a lousy way of showing it.” She reached over and hugged her father. “I love you too.” “I will check in with you as much as possible.” “Thank you.” She opened the door for him. “Take care of yourself and mom and try not to come back all beat up.” “Maybe just a little bit?” He winked at her. Robin laughed in spite of herself. “Maybe a little bit. Good night Dad.” Robert kissed her on the forehead before heading out the door. “Good night luv.” She watched him get into his car and pull out of the driveway before shutting the door and locking it. She walked back into the living room to find Patrick sitting there with two glasses of wine. She sat down next to him and leaned on him. “I’m sure you have better things to do than...” “The only thing I want to do is be here with you.” He slid his arm around her back and held her close. “He’s leaving again?” Robin nodded her head as fresh tears filled her eyes. “Tomorrow.” Patrick laid back on the couch and pulled Robin on top of him. He gently began stroking her back. “He’ll come home Robin.” “But…” “He’ll come home.” He kissed the top her head and then picked up the remote. “Now what are you in the mood for Soltini?” “Something funny.” Robin sighed, feeling completely comfortable in his arms. “I think I can do that.” He turned on his side and placed her in front of him so they could both see the television easily. “Oh – Young Frankenstein!” Robin closed her eyes and smiled. “That’s perfect.” Emotionally exhausted, Robin began to drift off to sleep. She always slept better in his arms. “Absolutely perfect.”
  2. Chapter 37 Robin paced the front hall as she debated her next move. She stopped, took a deep breath and took her phone out of her purse. “I need to call this off – it has disaster written all over it.” Michelle snatched the phone from her mom’s hand. “No, you are doing this.” She took her mom by the hand and gently pulled her towards the couch. After they both sat down, she handed the phone back. “Mom, why are you so nervous? You guys have been basically dating for the last two months.” Robin sighed. “But this is our first official date.” Robin and Patrick had spent plenty of time together as friends and colleagues but, aside from the kiss in her office after she starting seeing Keith, they had done nothing more than hold hands and kisses on the cheek. Robin had wanted to recover from her illness and she needed a little time to deal with the fact that her father had returned from the dead and Patrick had respected her enough to wait and just enjoy their time together as friends. This last month with Patrick had been wonderful. No pressure, just really getting to know the people that they had become and enjoying their time together. She had met with her father several times a week to get to know each other again and, so far, it was going great. They were never going to get the years back they had lost but they were rebuilding their relationship slowly. Not only that but Robert had become a popular figure at their house and was actually babysitting Ry tonight while Robin and Michelle went on their respective dates. Right now they were out at a movie with Grandma Anna and then he was bringing her back home for ice cream and games. Michelle and Michael were going strong and he had finally met Rylee last week. He had instantly loved the little girl and was more than happy to arrange dates that included her. Today they had spent the day at the zoo and enjoyed the sea lion show, the train and seeing all the animals but tonight he was taking Michelle out to celebrate their three month anniversary with dinner out at Chez Matisse. “Do you really think that this being your first official date is going to change anything?” Michelle really didn’t understand where her mom was coming. “Uncle Patrick is in love with you – even dad knew that.” “What?” Michelle took a deep breath. “Remember when you got into that car accident about a year before dad died?” Robin nodded her head. She had been on her way into work and a kid came around a curve going way too fast and lost control, slamming into the side of her car. Robin had been knocked into a ditch but she had not been hurt too bad thanks to her seat belt and the air bag. A few bruised ribs and a concussion but all she needed was some rest and she was good as new. “Yes.” “While we were in the waiting room I asked dad if he wanted me to call anyone. Keep in mind that all we knew at that point was that you had been in a terrible car accident and had no idea how serious it was.” Michelle remembered this conversation well, it was one of the last long talks she had had with her dad before his death. "He told me that he wished he knew how to get in touch with Patrick because he knew that Patrick would want to be there for you. Then he started talking about something he saw, some dance class, I don’t know, anyway, he said that he knew by the look in Patrick’s eyes as he was dancing with you that he had fallen in love with you.” “Wait, if your dad knew…” “Dad said that Patrick was an honorable man and would never try to steal you away from him.” Michelle began tearing up remembering her dad. “And he was right.” Robin was crying too. “I want you to know that I have always and will always love your father. Whatever I feel for Patrick has nothing to do with my love for your dad.” “I know mom and he did too.” Michelle smiled through her tears. “Dad wanted you to find love again and I think he hoped that, if anything happened to him, it would be with Patrick.” “I’m scared.” Robin whispered. “I know you are mom but that man would not have spent every day by your side, through everything that has been thrown at us over the last two months, if he had no intention of sticking it out with you.” Michelle stood up and helped her mom off the couch. “Now we need to fix our make up before our dates get here.” Robin nodded her head. “Yes we do.” ______________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ Carly sat down in the café and threw her purse on the table. She had spent all day trying to get anyone to acknowledge that Robin had even lived there but so far everyone was claiming ignorance regarding the doctor and her family. She pulled out her tablet and opened up her file on Robin. “Someone in this damn town knows something about you.” The waitress walked up to her booth and smiled widely at the blond. “Good evening darling. What can I get you?” “Some clean silverware and a cup of coffee.” She handed the waitress her fork, spoon and knife. The waitress didn’t say another word, just took the silverware and walked back over to the counter. She returned a moment later with coffee. “Here you go ma’am.” She looked down at the table as she set down the coffee and smiled at the picture on the screen. “It’s the doc – you a friend of hers?” Carly’s mood instantly brightened. “Yes I am. Do you know Robin?” “Sure - the doc and her girls ate here all the time.” “Do you have a moment to talk to me?” She smiled sweetly at the waitress. “I can’t – I’m on shift and I…” A man slid into the booth across from Carly. “I can.” He put out his hand and offered it to Carly. “Damien Russo.” She eyed the man before taking his hand. “Carly Jax. How do you know Dr. Soltini?” “Soltini? Is that the name she is using now?” Carly nodded her head. “Did she get married?” “No.” Carly relaxed – this man was exactly who she had been looking for. “What do you mean the name she is using now?” “When she lived here, she was Dr. Scorpio-Collins.” He took the tablet off the table and smiled at Robin’s picture. “We lost touch after I went away for a few months and I have been trying to get back in touch with her. Where is she living now?” “I’m sorry Mr. Russo…” Carly was getting a bad feeling about this guy and the way he was looking at Robin’s picture. “Damien, please.” “As I was saying, I’m sorry Damien but I really need to get going – my husband is going to start wondering where I am.” She grabbed the tablet from his hand as she stood up and quickly shoved it in her purse. “Could you at least tell me where I might find Robin?” He stood up to follow Carly out of the diner and to her car. “I really would love to see her again.” Carly thought about her answer for only a moment. “Miami.” She jumped in her car, wanting to put as much distance between her and Damien as possible. “Her daughter got into school there.” Carly slammed shut the door and hit the gas. She would get her revenge but Damien Russo would not be a part of it. Damien watched Carly’s car speed off. He jumped back up on the sidewalk and got out his phone. “I need you to find someone for me. Her name is Dr. Robin Soltini.”
  3. Current Timeline: News and Media

    Kelly Clarkson is fighting for the show... https://www.usatoday.com/story/life/entertainthis/2018/05/23/kelly-clarksons-mission-after-winning-voice-saving-nbcs-timeless/638742002/ Just another reason to love the woman.
  4. Chapter 36 Robin leaned back in her chair and rubbed her belly. “I am stuffed. Uncle Mac that is best meal I have had in weeks.” He smiled at the four young women sitting at the table. “Only the best for my girls, you know that.” Mac was busy cleaning up while Patrick and Matt played catch with Rylee. “Where do you guys want the leftovers? Fridge or freezer?” “Fridge will be fine.” Robin nudged her cousin who was sitting next to her. “Matt’s really good with her.” Georgie and Michelle were sitting across from them and both nodded their heads in agreement but Maxie quickly waved them off. “We just got engaged, children can most definitely wait.” She paused as she watched Matt pick Rylee up and swing her around. “At least until after the wedding.” “Speaking of, have you set a date?” Georgie was worried that Maxie might second guess her decision to marry Matt and call the whole thing off. Georgie knew that Matt was the perfect man for her sister and didn’t want anything to stop them from being together. Maxie smiled at her family. “3 months from today – Queen of Angels. I was hoping that Robin and Michelle would be my bridesmaids and Rylee the flower girl.” “Oh.” Georgie was a little hurt that she wasn’t being asked to be a part of her sister’s big day. She quickly recovered – this wasn’t about her. “I’m sure they’ll be thrilled to.” “And I won’t have to worry about them behaving since I’ll have the best maid of honor ever to make sure they do as they are told.” Maxie loved torturing her sister. Georgie looked away from her sister. “Who would that be?” “You of course.” Georgie lit up as she realized what Maxie was asking her. “Would you be my maid of honor Georgie?” “Of course I will.” Georgie stood up and hugged her sister close. “That wasn’t very nice.” “You’re the nice one, not me.” Maxie hugged her back. “So what do you say girls – do I have the best wedding party ever or what?” “You do.” All three women agreed without hesitation. “Let me get Ry over here so you can ask her yourself – it makes her feel like a big girl to get to say yes herself.” Michelle turned around and hollered for her daughter. “Rylee, could you come here please?” Rylee came running over. “Yes mommy?” Michelle picked up the little girl and set her down on her lap. “Rylee, Maxie has something she would like to ask you.” Rylee instantly smiled at her cousin. “Yes?” “Rylee, I was wondering if you would like to be the flower girl at my wedding.” The little girl waited a moment before answering. “What would I have to do?” “Well, you would walk down the aisle in pretty dress and throw flower petals.” Maxie was glad to answer any questions the little girl had. “Your mommy and grandma are going to be a part of the wedding too.” “Really?” Ry looked at her mom and grandma who both nodded their heads. “I want to do it too!” Maxie laughed. “That’s great.” “Alright Ry.” Michelle hugged her little girl. “Time for bed. Give everyone kisses and hugs.” Ry walked around the backyard and doled out kisses and hugs to all her relatives. Robin couldn’t help but laugh as Rylee grabbed Patrick’s hand and began dragging him into the house. “Read me a book? Please Uncle Patrick? You have the best princess voice.” Patrick ignored his brother’s laughter as he followed the little girl into the house. “You’re right Rylee – I do.” He paused to check on Robin. “You’ll be okay?” “I’ll be fine.” She hugged Ry one last time. “Love you baby girl.” “Love you too grandma.” She turned around and smiled at everyone in the yard while still holding onto Patrick’s hand. “Good night!” Robin yawned as she sat back in her chair. It had been a long night and so far everyone had behaved but she suspected that was more for Rylee’s sake then her own. Robert, Anna and Mac had spent the night by the grill while Robin and the girls had sat with Matt and Patrick just talking and laughing. Now that Rylee was out of earshot, all bets were off and Robert proved it by heading straight over to Robin. “Have a good time tonight luv?” “Did you Uncle Robert?” Sarcasm filled her voice as Maxie scooted over closer to her cousin, trying to protect her. Robin had helped her out many times over the years and she had every intention of doing the same for her. “I mean, I know we aren’t as exciting as chasing bad guys all over the world.” Georgie and Robin both cringed at Maxie’s words. Robert, however, took it in stride. “Actually this is far more fun than anything I have done in years.” “Did you run into Frisco during any of your adventures?” Maxie had no illusions about her birth father and was proud that Mac would be walking her down the aisle in three months. “You know he abandoned me and Georgie to go and work for the WSB full-time?” Robert wasn’t surprised that Maxie was the confrontational one – she had been that way all her life. He thought about his answer carefully. “First off, I didn’t choose to leave Robin – the WSB blackmailed me into it. Secondly, Frisco is the only reason I am able to be here today. He got me out my deal and is doing wonderful work - work that keeps you safe.” Maxie rolled her eyes. “No, he does work that allows him to have fun without having to deal with the boring day to day life of being a father.” She stood up. “Do me a favor and don’t tell him about my wedding. He wasn’t here for the bad times and I don’t want him here for the good times. Mac is walking me down the aisle and that is what I want.” Robert hated that Maxie felt the way she did about Frisco but he understood why she did. “If that’s what you want.” “It is.” Maxie looked at Georgie. “Matt and I need to get going. Are you coming with us or waiting for Mac?” Georgie stood up. “I want to get some work done on my thesis so…” Georgie was currently going for her Master’s in English while waiting tables at Kelly’s. The young woman was on her last step – her final thesis. Her work had impressed her advisor so much that he had already recommended her for a position at Port Charles University - one of the professors in the English department was retiring at the end of the school year. Thanks to her academic record and a few friends on the hiring committee with the last name of Quartermaine, the job was hers as soon as she got her degree. “And I need to go tuck my daughter into bed.” Michelle joined her cousins as they left the table. “Uncle Patrick can only do so many stories before he deserves a break.” Robert watched the women leave the table before turning back to Robin. “How are you feeling?” “Okay, a little tired but okay.” Mac and Anna were still talking by the grill and everyone else had left. “So where are you headed off to now that your assignment is over?” “I am staying here in Port Charles. I convinced the agency that I deserved a little time off since I have been in their constant employ for the past 25 years.” Robert had made it clear to Frisco that he needed to stay and reconnect with his daughter. “I want to ask you a few questions, really get to know you.” Robin steeled herself. “What kind of questions?” “Let’s start with something simple and happy. Maxie talking about her wedding had me wondering about yours. How was your wedding day? Could I see pictures?” Robert reached over and squeezed Robin’s hand, tears coming to his eyes. “I bet you were beautiful.” “She was gorgeous.” Patrick, Mac and Anna approached the table. Patrick sat down next to Robin. “She was so happy and Mac here cleaned up pretty good too.” “My pleasure, I can assure you.” He sat down next to his brother. “Robin lit candles for both of you during the ceremony.” “You did?” Robert couldn’t help but be a little surprised. “I thought you were dead and it was my way of honoring my parents.” A yawn escaped her lips and she shook her head. “Sorry.” Patrick went into hover mode. “I think that is enough for tonight. Robin is still recovering from being sick and I don’t want her to relapse because she wore herself out catching you up on the last 25 years in one night.” Once again Robert was impressed with Patrick’s protectiveness of his daughter. “Of course.” He smiled at Mac. “Why don’t you take me to the local watering hole and we grab a couple of drinks – along with my lovely ex-wife of course.” “Why the hell not.” Mac stood up and kissed Robin on the cheek. “I will check in on you tomorrow.” “Me too.” Anna hugged her goodbye. “I would like to see you again too.” Robert smiled at her. “How about lunch tomorrow?” Robin nodded her head. “Okay dad.” She waited for the three parents to leave before she leaned into Patrick. “Thank you – I am exhausted.” “I know.” He got out of his chair and swiftly picked Robin up out of hers. “Which is why we are going to go inside, sit down on the couch and watch tv.” “So you think you are staying?” Robin wrapped her arms around his neck as he carried her into the house. “That’s presumptuous.” “I’m your personal physician Robin and I am not going anywhere.” He kissed her softly on the forehead. “Besides, I have a feeling you are ready to watch something other than cartoons for a night.” She grinned at him. “That does sound great.” “Of course it does, I suggested it.” He set her down on the couch and sat down next to her. It took a few minutes but they eventually got settled into a comfortable position with her firmly lying in his arms. He picked up the remote and began going through the channels. “Let’s see what’s on.”
  5. Abby: You must hate me - I slept with your brother. Me: Well, it's not like it's the first time.
  6. S04.E17: Chapter Eighty-One

    The DiMeras alone probably have 40 deaths and resurrections but my favorite character, Jack Deveraux, had died three times including once when all his organs were donated lol.
  7. S04.E17: Chapter Eighty-One

    As a long-time daytime soap fan, in particular Days of Our Lives - where no one is really dead, I am interested to see where they go with Michael's return. I have spent 4 years watching Rafael grow and mature into a man who finally feels he deserves to be with Jane and Matteo as a family. This last half season in particular has shown a lot of growth and the fact that he gave up building the hotel for an opportunity that was more realistic, in his wheelhouse and provided for the woman he loved and their child was a great example of that. Instead of chasing after a possible dream, he created a life that would allow the woman he loved to pursue hers. I loved watching them work together as a family to create the life they have now and I really don't want to see it end. This is a man who has constantly encouraged her to be brave. From the moment Jane showed up at Raf's apartment and he was in that t-shirt, drinking whiskey, I knew Michael was coming back. Nothing else would have depressed him that much. I loved that instead of walking out, Jane went back and stayed with him. I love that instead of lying or hiding, he brought Michael back to Jane, no matter how much it is killing him. Do I think a miracle baby may come out of that last lovemaking session - maybe. Or maybe they'll do another soap trope and Jane, overwhelmed with nostalgia and memories of her marriage sleeps with Michael once more only to discover that she doesn't feel the same about him. Two months later - she's pregnant and everyone assumes it's Michael's because Raf's supposed to be sterile but maybe it's not. Now, from a personal perspective, I was widowed 12 years ago at 32 and, as much as I loved my husband, I am not the same person I was when he died and I'm not sure if the woman I am now could be in the same relationship with him. I am still single but that is by choice. I work two jobs but I love them both and they give me the freedom to not only pay my bills but travel. I spend time being the best grandma I can be and love having my cats with me (he hated cats lol). I have a point - I think a young widow has a majority of his/her life left ahead of them and the perspective is one of creating a whole new life. If Michael had lived, would Jane have finally written that first book or would she have been too busy with work, taking care of Mateo and any other children they had and helping Michael through law school and starting his practice that her own dreams slowly got moved to the side. It wouldn't be intentional but it happens a lot in the real world and I could see that happening with them. Yes, Michael inspired the book but without his death, that book may never have been written. This long-winded post is from a four-year fan of the show who loves most episodes and, unpopular opinion I know, I just see something in the pairing of Rafael and Jane I just don't with her and Michael and it has been that way from the beginning for me. Michael was her first love and will always hold a special place in heart but I think that Rafael is her true love.
  8. Chapter 35 Patrick watched Robin closely as she stared at the front door, anxiously awaiting her father’s arrival. It was 6:15 and Robert was the only guest missing. Moving carefully, he sat down next to her on the couch and wrapped his arm around her. “He’ll be here Robin.” She shook her head. “I should have known better. He stayed away for 25 years without…” Suddenly the front door flew open and Robert came running through the doorway. He ran to Robin’s side and instantly began apologizing. “I’m sorry that I kept you waiting.” “Seriously?” Robin scoffed. “I was in the middle of a debriefing about the epidemic and it took forever.” “Yeah, well why should seeing me interfere with your work?” Robin couldn’t help but be hurt that her father’s work was, once again, more important than her. “Robin, it’s not like that. This was about you, finding and punishing the people who hurt you.” Robert had been working with Frisco to finalize the deal that would be presented to Dr. Miller. Thanks to Robert, she would never be free of the WSB. “Sure dad.” Robin turned to Patrick. “Could you let everyone know that my dad finally showed up?” It was a beautiful night and Mac had volunteered to do steaks on the grill instead of them ordering in pizza. Robin had stayed inside to wait for her father while Patrick fixed up a salad to go with supper. “Are you sure?” He wasn’t quite sure Robin was strong enough to deal with her father on her own just yet. Robin leaned over and kissed his cheek. “I’m sure. My dad and I need a few minutes alone.” Reluctantly, Patrick stood up and headed out of the living room. “If you need me…” “I’ll yell – I promise.” Robin threw him one last smile before turning stone faced back to her dad. “I understand you have met my daughter and granddaughter.” Robert sat down in the recliner next to the couch and nodded his head. “Yes – they are amazing but that really isn’t shocking given their role model.” “Thank you, I guess.” “Still can’t take a compliment I see.” “Just a little skeptical about the source. Let’s face it – what do you really know about me?” “I know you’re are strong and smart. I know that you have done an amazing job of creating a great life even with all the obstacles thrown in your way.” Robert leaned over and smiled at her. “Robin, if I had been there…” Anger overwhelmed her. “Don’t you dare blame Mac for my HIV status. He has been a wonderful father to me from the moment you left me behind. Mac loves me and has been the one constant in my life for the last 25 years.” “But he couldn’t stop you from…” “From being with the boy I loved – you’re right, he couldn’t. You couldn't have either. But I made the decision to have unprotected sex knowing the possible outcomes and that is not his fault. He has been by my side no matter what and it nearly killed him when he found out about my medical status.” Robin wiped away the tears that had come to her eyes. “Mac is a good man and a wonderful father and no one, especially not you, will badmouth him to me.” Robert put up his hands. “I was out of line and I apologize. It’s obvious that Mac did a wonderful job raising you and I will never take that away from him.” “Can I ask you a question?” Robin waited for Robert to nod his head before continuing. “If the virus hadn’t come to Port Charles, would I even know you were alive?” Robert considered his answer carefully before responding. The truth was that he had been free from his deal with the WSB for over a year now and had not attempted to contact his daughter even once. “Honestly, no. You have built yourself a great life and I wouldn’t have wanted to disrupt it.” “Disrupt it?” Robin’s tears flowed even faster. “Do you not understand how much it hurt when I thought you were dead?” “But…” “I have spent years just praying for another moment with you and you were willing to stay away from me?” “Not willing just resigned to it.” Robert felt like he was failing miserably at explaining his decision. Robin’s voice was small as she asked her next question. “Didn’t you miss me at all?” “I missed you every damn day.” Robert reached over and took Robin’s hand in his. “You are the most wonderful thing I have ever had in my life and it killed me not to be able to tell you I was alive. To not be there when you lost Stone and Roger. To have not been able to walk you down the aisle or see you graduate from college. All of these things I heard about second hand and I wanted nothing more than to see you and be a part of your life.” “Then why didn’t you fight to be here with me?” “Because I would rather have you safe and believe I was dead than put you in the line of fire because you knew I was alive.” Robert reached up and gently tucked a piece of hair behind her ear. “I have been back in your life for only a week and you almost died because someone was trying to get to me.” As much as she hated to admit it, Robin knew what he was saying was true. It still didn’t take away all the pain. “I guess I can’t deny that but still…” “Sweetheart, I love you more than anything and I want the chance to be the father you need.” Robert stared Robin straight in the eyes. “All I am asking for is that chance.” Robin could feel he was sincere but she wasn’t quite ready to risk trusting him. “This won’t happen overnight – it can’t.” Robert got a small smirk on his face. “I understand.” “And I’m not the only one you need to talk to. Mac deserves not only an apology but your never ending gratitude for being the father you couldn’t be, whatever the reason.” Robin would defend Mac until her dying day. “My little brother is a good man who did the right thing. I don’t think I will ever be able to repay him for what he has done for you, Maxie and Georgie.” Robert had been impressed by his brother’s skills as a father. “No you won’t but being good to my niece is a good start.” Mac walked in and sat down next to Robin. “Ready to come outside? Rylee is beating Matt at croquet.” “Of course she is.” Robin laughed as Mac held out his hand to her. Robin took it so she could stand up and then turned to her father. “Shall we?” “After you luv.” Robert watched as his brother helped his little girl out the back door and into the backyard. Following closely, he decided it was time to put his two cents in regarding his great granddaughter. “Now, we need to get that little girl into karate. I will, of course, be teaching her lock picking and I think your mother can handle teaching her some basic knots although I will want to take over the advanced methods…”
  9. Chapter 34 “This is ridiculous.” Robin couldn’t believe she let Patrick talk her into carrying her into the house. “I am perfectly capable of walking.” “I never said you weren’t but you are still recovering and there is no reason to take any chances.” He leaned down so she could open the door. “Besides, Michelle is in class and I didn’t want you here alone.” Robin rolled her eyes as he set her down on the couch. “Why - because I am incapable of taking care of myself?” “I have no doubts you can take care of yourself.” Patrick took the afghan from the back of the couch and tucked it in around her legs. “But it won’t kill you to let someone else take care of you for once.” Robin sighed and laid back on the couch. The truth was that she was enjoying being taken care of – it had been years since that had happened, not since Roger died. He had always made her health a top priority and would wait on her hand and foot if she had the slightest cold. Robin by nature was a caregiver so it had taken a lot to let Roger take care of her but she had no issue with Patrick doing it. “So how long until you get bored and run off to the hospital for some big emergency?” “Not going to happen – Alan insisted I take a week off to tend to my favorite patient.” The reality was that Alan had been concerned that Patrick had worn himself out over the last week and wanted Patrick to take some time off to recharge. “So you are stuck with me Soltini.” He saw a look cross her face he couldn’t quite read. “What?” “Nothing.” Ever since she started feeling better she had been trying to decide where she and Patrick stood. She didn’t doubt his feelings for her but she did worry that he would get scared again and run off. “Robin,” Patrick reached over and took her hand in his, “I promise you that I am not going anywhere.” She nodded her head. “Okay.” “I’m serious Robin.” He scooted closer to her. “I almost lost you this week and it was the worst feeling in the world. I haven’t feel so scared or lost since my mom died but I didn’t disappear, I stayed and I fought for you, for us. I want you and I am not going anywhere.” “You sound awfully sure of yourself.” “You have every reason to doubt me.” He pushed a lock of hair behind her ear. “All I am asking for is a chance to prove myself to you.” Robin’s eyes welled with tears, happy tears. The sincerity in his voice and the gentleness of his touch were getting to her. “Then you have it.” Patrick leaned over and was just about to kiss her when they heard little feet run into the room. “Grandma!” Rylee pushed Patrick out the way and jumped onto her Grandma’s lap. Patrick turned around to see Michelle standing in the doorway laughing. “Timing Michelle.” “Sorry, someone couldn’t wait to see her grandma.” Michelle set down Ry’s book bag and joined the group. “Besides, I am making supper tonight and I needed to get a head start.” “I can…” Patrick interrupted her. “You are still on bed rest – doctor’s orders.” He stood up and took a deep breath. “Besides, we are having company for supper.” “Who?” Robin looked at Patrick and then Michelle before shaking her head. “No, absolutely not.” “Mom, he really just wants to make sure that you are okay.” Michelle had finally met her Grandpa Robert the other day and had been fascinated by the man. He had regaled them with stories of his many adventures and spoken proudly of his little girl and how much he had missed her over the years. Surprisingly, he and Rylee had instantly bonded and within an hour of their meeting she had him wrapped around her little finger. Robert was already planning to take it upon himself to personally train the four-year-old how to pick locks and untie knots in 30 seconds flat. Robin was surprised to hear this news. “You met him?” “Grandpa Robert is funny.” Rylee informed her grandma. “He is, is he?” Robin glared at Patrick before turning around and smiling at Ry. “You know what would be great right now?” Ry shook her head. “A picture drawn by my favorite granddaughter.” Rylee squealed in delight before hopping off the couch and running to her room. Robin waited until the little girl was out of earshot before she spoke again. “Rylee met my dad?” “He came by the daycare center as I was picking her up. Grandma Anna asked me if it would be okay and I said yes.” Michelle stood her ground about her decision. “Rylee is your daughter and you get to decide who she is around.” Robin leaned back in the couch. “I’ll just go in my room…” “No.” This time it was Patrick who spoke up. “I kept Robert away from you while you were in the hospital because it was the right thing to do at the time. Now it is time for you to talk to him.” Michelle knelt down next to the couch. “Mom, I know he hurt you but I also know that he loves you and you love him.” She couldn’t help but get a little choked up as she spoke. “I would give anything to have dad back again. This is a gift mom, don't turn it away. You can be mad at him, you can curse and yell at him, you can do anything you want to him but at least admit that you are happy he is alive and here.” Robin tears flowed steadily down her cheeks as she listened to her daughter. She had been so caught up in her own emotions about her father’s return that she had missed completely how it affected Michelle and Rylee or how her father coming back from the dead would bring up painful memories of Roger’s death. She reached over and pulled her Michelle into a tight hug. “I didn't even...I am so sorry. Of course I am happy he is alive.” Michelle started crying as well. “I know you are.” She leaned back. “I almost lost you mom and…” “Okay, what time will he be here?” Robin wiped the tears from her cheek. “6 – we wanted it to be early enough that Ry could eat with us.” Patrick was relieved that Michelle was able to get through to Robin. “We?” Robin was surprised he was staying around for dinner. “You didn’t think I would let you go through this alone?” Patrick headed to the kitchen. “Any requests for dinner?” “Yes – that we order in some pizza and go casual.” Robin was not about to put on airs for her father. “Sounds perfect.” Patrick winked at her as he went to check out the drink situation in the kitchen. “It’s going to be okay Robin – I promise you.” “I believe you.” Robin watched him leave the room and then focused her attention on Michelle. “So, who else is coming tonight besides my parents?” “Uncle Mac, Georgie, Maxie and Matt – we wanted a full support system in place for you.” “I appreciate it.” Robin yawned. “Why don’t you check on Ry while I take a little nap? I have a feeling that I am going to need all the energy I can get tonight.” Michelle nodded her head and headed towards Rylee’s room while Robin laid down and closed her eyes. She was definitely going to need to be well rested if she was going to deal with Robert Scorpio tonight.
  10. Things have been crazy for me lately but are finally calming down. I am so happy to see others posting their wonderful stories as well! Chapter 33 “You better be decent in there.” Matt pushed through Robin’s hospital room door with Maxie right behind him. Patrick rolled his eyes at his little brother. “Ha ha Matt.” Robin winked at the couple. “Besides, I don’t put out on the first date.” Patrick’s response was quick. “Good thing we have been on several dates already.” “Anything involving the hospital or my granddaughter does not qualify as a date.” She was teasing him and loving every moment of it. Maxie sat down in one the chairs laughing. “Gee Matt, I didn’t know I was getting dinner and a show tonight.” “That’s me – always giving you more than you expected.” He leaned down and kissed Maxie. “But you already knew that.” “Eww, I so did not need to see that.” Patrick began helping Matt get their dinner set up. “What did you bring?” “I have 4 bacon cheeseburgers with fries and 4 chocolate milk shakes.” Matt handed Robin one of the shakes. “You get the first one as a reward for being such a good patient.” “Thank you Matt.” She took a drink and sighed in contentment. “That is so good.” “Although I think you may be pushing the definition of good patient a little far.” Patrick sat back down on the bed with his and Robin’s food. He handed her a box and then opened up his own. “She has been nothing but trouble this whole week.” “Someone’s got to keep you on your toes.” Robin took a big bite of the burger and moaned happily. “This is exactly what I needed.” Maxie was having the same reaction. “I know – so good.” “I’m beginning to think that Mike put something in your burgers that he didn’t add to mine.” Matt didn’t see the big deal with the burgers. “I think it’s a townie thing – Maxie and I grew up here and these burgers just feel like home.” Robin continued to eat her burger as she held up her end of the conversation. “Anything exciting happen while I was in here – I mean besides my dad coming back from the dead?” Maxie began choking on her burger and Matt quickly came to her rescue, patting her on the back until he could be certain that her airway wasn’t blocked. She reached over and took a drink of her milkshake. “What do you mean your dad is back from the dead?” “I thought Mac would have told you – my dad was working for the WSB for the last 25 years instead of being here with me.” Robin couldn’t keep the bitterness out of her voice. “He said it was part of a deal he made to keep me and my mom safe but…” “Damn them!” Maxie stood up and began pacing the room. “I hate the WSB. That damn agency stole both of fathers from us. Thank God we had Mac.” Robin nodded her head in agreement. “I know but we can’t change it – just figure out how to deal with it. And you're right, Mac is the best and we could not have asked for a better father.” She got a small smile on her face as she noticed something shining on Maxie’s left hand. “Is there something you want to tell us?” Maxie stopped pacing and a smile filled her face. She sat back down next to Matt and leaned on him. “Matt asked me to marry him last night,” she held up her hand to show Robin the ring, “and I said yes!” Robin squealed in her excitement over her cousin’s good news. “Congratulations!” “Yeah,” Patrick smiled at his brother, “that is wonderful news.” “Well she is a wonderful woman.” Matt kissed Maxie on the cheek. “I am just thrilled that she has agreed to spend the rest of her life with me.” Robin started giggling. “And Patrick is going to be your brother-in-law.” Maxie turned to Matt with a deadly serious look on her face. “I’ve changed my mind.” “Hey!” Patrick put on his best offended voice. Everyone started laughing and Maxie put him out of his misery. “Just kidding – I couldn’t imagine a better brother-in-law now that you have finally gotten your head out of your ass regarding my cousin.” “Point taken Maxie.” Patrick snuck his arm around Robin. Robin laid back and put her head on his shoulder. “So tell me all about the proposal – did he get down on one knee?” ____________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ Keith signaled the bartender by putting up his hand. “Another beer please.” Coleman shook his head. “I’m cutting you off buddy. You are already way too drunk to drive and I don’t want you getting alcohol poisoning on my shift.” “But…” “I’ve already taken your keys.” Coleman began wiping down the bar. “The only question I have for you is if you want me to call you a cab or get someone here to pick you up.” “The only person I would want you to call can’t come and get me.” Keith started tearing the label off his beer bottle. “She’s in the hospital.” “Then why are you here?” “Because she doesn’t want me there.” He tore off the label in one smooth piece. “I mean, how could she not want me?” “I don’t know man.” Coleman saw a group of ladies at a table needed another round of drinks and quickly began pouring. He set a cup of coffee down in front of Keith before heading over to their table. “Why don’t you drink this and think about a way to fix it with her?” Keith stared at the black liquid as the steam rose off of it. “I can’t fix it – she’s in love with someone else.” “Maybe you can change her mind.” Carly sat down next to him and smiled. “I know you love Robin, let me help you win her back.” “I don’t understand.” Keith remembered what Robin had said about Carly and how much the woman hated her. “I want to made amends for what I did to Robin all those years ago and I need to know more about what she has been through to do it.” Carly stood up and helped Keith off his stool. “Why don’t we go back to my hotel? You tell me what has been going on with Robin and I can get you another drink and a way to win her back.” Keith was unsteady on his feet as he followed Carly out the door. “I really do love her.” “I know you do.” She stared at the handsome man and shook her head. She would never understand why men were attracted to the mousy doctor. She helped him into her car and began driving. “So where was Robin living before she came home to Port Charles?” “Jacksonville, Vermont – it’s a little town north of here.” Keith felt sick as he watched the street lights passing the fast moving car. “I think I am going to be sick.” Carly quickly pulled to a stop and let Keith open his door. He emptied out the last couple of hours of alcohol and wiped off his now sweaty brow. “I think I want you to take me home. I need to sleep this off.” “But…” “Please drive me home.” He gave her his address and then shut his eyes. Carly huffed for a moment but gave in. She had the town where Robin had last lived and that was a start. Only a little bit longer and she would blow little miss perfect’s world apart.
  11. Just wanted to add a couple of my favorites: Meet Your Second Wife: Elaine : I thought this was a home makeover show. Tina Fey: In a way it is. And Black Jeopardy with Tom Hanks: Tom Hanks is freaking hilarious here. I love his opinion of the Madea movies - "If I can laugh and pray in 90 minutes then that is money well spent."
  12. Chapter 32 Robin stared in disbelief at her father. “It was all a lie, wasn’t it?” “Robin…” Robert started to defend himself. “You were alive this whole time?” She began shaking. “Was there even an explosion?” “I need to explain what happened so that you can understand why I did what I did.” “You let me believe you were dead!” She screamed it at him, anger overwhelming every other emotion flowing through her body. “Worse, you let me believe you had been horribly murdered. Why should I listen to a word you have to say?” Patrick slowly began to stroke Robin’s back. “Maybe you should come back later when she is feeling better.” “No. I want to hear what he has to say.” She looked at her mother and uncle. “Did you know he was alive?” “Not until he showed up here after you were sick.” Mac needed Robin to understand why they didn’t tell her right away about her father. “We were worried that the shock would do more damage to your immune system so we decided to wait until you were well to tell you.” “Until I was sick,” Robin began connecting the dots, “this was someone trying to get to you?” “It didn’t start out that way but once I showed up, yes, you became a target and I am so sorry about that.” Robert took a couple of steps closer to her bed. “That is why I stayed away, I was trying to protect you.” “Really?” She didn’t even attempt to hide her tears. “How much do you know about what I have been through over the past 25 years?” Robert sighed. “I know that you are HIV positive. I remember receiving the report from the agency and just staring at it for hours. I also know that your first boyfriend died of AIDS after infecting you.” “Don’t you dare stand there and judge me or my choices.” She glared at him. “I loved Stone and I will not have you say anything against him. My decisions led to my HIV status.” “I know that you are a mother and a grandmother, a wonderful one at that.” He took a couple more steps so he was standing next to her. “I know that you married a wonderful man who adored you and died helping other people. I know that you are an amazing doctor and a better person than I could have ever dreamed of being.” Robin leaned into Patrick, unable to stop the tears from coming. For 25 years she had prayed to see her father one last time and here he was. “Did you know about mom?” “Yes, I bargained her safety, along with yours, into my deal.” Robert sat down in a chair. “How did I know that this would come out with you being the hero?” Robin was trying to wrap her head around this latest development in her life. “Why didn’t you at least try and let me know you were alive?” “I couldn’t.” Robert leaned over and tried to get Robin to look at him. “After the explosion I spent a few months in a coma. After I finally recovered, I was dragged to a WSB safe house. They had pictures of your mother lying in a hospital bed and told me about her amnesia. They had pictures of you too.” “I was twelve years old – what were they going to do? Have a sniper take me out on my way to dance class?” “Nothing that dramatic, just kidnap you and use you as leverage because that’s what you were – leverage. The daughter of a couple of suspected double agents is a great bargaining tool.” He leaned back in his chair and ran his hands through his hair. “So I took the deal. I agreed to play dead and do the agency's worst assignments so that you and your mother could have new, safer lives.” “I want to believe you.” Robin buried her head in Patrick’s chest. “But you could have at least tried to let me know you were alive. You always had before.” “Your mother had never been blacklisted before.” He had forgotten just how stubborn his daughter was. “She was slated for elimination and, no matter how crazy the woman drives me, I could never let anyone kill her.” Patrick pulled Robin onto his lap and finally intervened. “I think that is enough for today. Robin is still recovering from her illness and I don’t want her to have a setback because of this conversation.” “But I need her to understand…” “You need to give her some time to think about what you have told her.” Patrick knew that Robin was trying so hard to not completely lose it while her father was in the room. “Please Robert, give her that time.” Anna walked over and kissed the top of Robin’s head. “I think Dr. Drake is right. Robert, why don’t we go and check on that issue Frisco was working on and come back tomorrow if that is alright with Robin.” Robin didn’t say anything – just nodded her head in agreement. Patrick continued to rub her back comfortingly. “I think that would be best.” Mac came over and kissed Robin on the cheek. “If you need to talk later, just give me a call.” He turned to Patrick. “I take it you are staying with her?” “Of course.” Patrick watched Robin’s parents leave the room before he spoke again. “Robin, I am so sorry that I didn’t tell you about your father but…” She looked up at him, her face streaked with tears. “I understand why, even if I don’t like it. I was sick and the shock could have further compromised my immune system.” She laid her head back down on his chest. “I just can’t believe that he is not only alive, he knew where I was and didn’t even try to contact me. How could I matter so little to him?” “Robin, he said he was protecting you and I believe him.” He set his chin on top of her head and pulled her in closer to him. “I know I would stay away from you if it guaranteed your safety. I would hate every moment of it but I would do it for you.” “But…” “Not only that but you and I both know that second chances are rare in this world. Do you know what I would give to have a second chance to even see my mother, let alone have her in my life again?” Patrick was hoping to give Robin a little perspective on the situation. “You don’t have to forgive him right away but I think you would never forgive yourself if you didn’t give him a chance to get to know the woman you have become.” “But he is still doing it – playing super spy. How can I risk getting to know him when I know he is just going to disappear again?” Robin felt like one of the most important men in her life had abandoned her and that wasn’t going to go away overnight. “No matter what he says, he made a decision to leave me and I don’t know if I can forgive that.” Patrick slowly slid down the bed, making sure that he kept her comfortable while getting them laid down. “And you don’t have to make any decisions tonight.” She lifted up her head once more. “Thank you for being here and listening to me.” “Thank you for letting me.” He reached over and gently caressed her cheek. “Matt and Maxie are sneaking us in some burgers from Kelly’s in a little bit but I think we could both use a little rest before their visit. Just close those beautiful brown eyes and get some rest.” “You too Patrick.” She laid her head back down on his chest and wrapped her arms around him. “I don’t know what I would do without you here right now.” A smile crossed his face and he closed his eyes. Laying here with her felt right. “No place else I’d rather be.
  13. Chapter 31 “This is hardly what I would call resting Soltini.” Patrick strolled into Robin’s room and glared at her. Robin glared right back, not the least bit intimidated. “And I am hardly doing something stressful.” She tickled Rylee’s belly and laughed. “Right Ry?” “Right Grandma.” Rylee snuggled in closer to her grandma and pointed at the book in her hand. “We’re almost done and I haven’t seen grandma in forever.” Patrick winked at Michelle. “In that case, carry on.” He sat down next to Robin on the bed. “Where were you?” Robin patted Ry’s back and then turned the last page of the book. “Me, I’m the monster at the end of the book.” Rylee giggled loudly at her grandma’s Grover voice. “You’re funny grandma.” She turned around and looked at Patrick. “When can she come home?” He shot Robin an accusing glance. “You told her to ask, didn’t you?” “Haven’t you learned by now that my granddaughter has a mind of her own?” Robin laughed as she hugged the little girl close. “Besides, she misses having me at home.” “I love my grandma.” “And I love my Ry.” Robin kissed Ry on the top of her head and then smiled warmly at Michelle. “In fact, I love both my girls.” “And we love you which means that we should get going so that you can rest.” Michelle reached over and picked up her daughter’s book. They had been there for hours visiting and she was worried that her mom was getting worn out. “But mommy…” “No buts Ry.” Michelle picked up Rylee off the bed. “The more grandma rests, the sooner she can come home.” Ry’s lower lip went out in a pout. “Fine.” “Don’t worry Ry,” Patrick winked at her, “your grandma is doing so well that I may be able to release her in a couple of days.” “Really?” Her dark brown eyes smiled at him. “Really.” Rylee leaned over and Patrick took her from Michelle. She hugged the doctor close and then kissed his cheek. “Thank you for helping grandma feel better.” “It was my pleasure Ry.” He handed her back to her mom. “I will see you two tomorrow?” “Just try and keep us away.” Michelle turned and gave Patrick a quick kiss on the cheek as well. “Thank you for taking care of my mom.” “You never need to thank me for that.” He sat back down on the bed. “Now your mom on the other hand…” Robin playfully elbowed him in the stomach. “Watch it Drake.” “See how she thanks me for saving her life?” He wrapped his arm around her. “I swear that if she keeps this up I won’t take her on that date she wanted.” “I wanted?” Robin was about to say something else but Patrick but his hand over her mouth. “She’s still a little confused but I will clear things up for her.” Michelle just shook her head. Her mom may be sick but she looked happier than she had in years sitting next to Patrick. “And on that note, I will see you tomorrow. I love you mom.” “Love you too.” Robin watched them leave and then yawned. “It was so great to see my girls again. I feel better just knowing that they are okay.” “And how about my girl?” Patrick placed his hand on her forehead, thrilled that she was no longer running a fever. “I feel great.” She scooted a little closer to him. “You never did say what happened to me.” “What do you mean?” Patrick had known that Robin would be curious about her sudden decline. “I mean I was fine, a little sick, but fine and then suddenly I am one of the worst cases.” She sighed. “I, I don’t understand how that happened.” “We are still working on that. The important thing is that you are recovering.” He didn’t want her to worry about anything else but getting better right now. She didn’t believe him but decided to let it go for the time being. “And this mysterious donor? Will I ever get the chance to meet them?” Patrick had been debating that question for the past two days. Robert had recovered from the procedure and wanted to see his daughter. Patrick had kept putting him off because he felt that Robin wasn’t strong enough to handle the shock of her father being alive but now she was almost ready to go home and it was time that she knew the truth. “Robin, do you trust me?” “Of course I do.” She turned around so she was facing him and gently caressed his cheek. “I trust you with my life Patrick.” “So you know that if I didn’t tell you something right when I found out, it was for your own good.” “Patrick, you’re scaring me.” She did trust him but she didn’t like where this conversation was headed. “Who did the donation? It wasn’t Michelle?” “No, God no. Michelle and Rylee were never exposed, I promise.” Patrick took her hands in hers. “Robin, I need you to understand that every decision I have made over the past week has been to protect you.” “Okay…” “Robin,” Patrick was trying to find the right words but couldn’t seem to come up with them for some reason. “Robin, the person who saved your life, uh, who donated the blood, it was…” “For God’s sake man, just spit it out already.” Robert casually walked into the room as if he had just gone down to get a cup of coffee from the cafeteria, not been gone for a quarter of a century. Robin gasped at the sight before her. She rubbed her eyes, unsure if she was truly seeing what she thought she was seeing. She saw her mom and uncle walk in right behind the man, both looking incredibly guilty and realized that she was not seeing things. She studied the man. His hair was gray now and he had a couple of more pounds but the eyes, those steely blue eyes, gave him away. “Daddy?” Robert smiled at his little girl. “Hello sweetheart.”
  14. Chapter 30 “Her temperature is down to 100.6.” Epiphany smiled at Patrick as she finished taking Robin’s vitals. “I’ll finish the blood draw and…” “I’ll do it.” Patrick took the tray from the nurse. Epiphany nodded her head. “Of course doctor.” She had known Patrick Drake for years and never seen him like this over a woman. “You did wonderful work here.” “It was Robin.” Patrick expertly finished the blood draw. “I just followed her lead.” “Well I’ll be damned – I never thought I would see the day.” “What?” “The day you showed even the slightest bit of modesty.” She favored him with her kindest grin. “I’ll get these right down to the lab and have Kavi put a rush on it.” “Thanks Epiphany.” Patrick watched the nurse leave the room and then turned back to Robin. “Okay, we need to talk Soltini. I gave you this antidote over 12 hours ago and you are still not awake.” “What,” her voice was soft as she finally spoke, “just because you administered the antidote I’m supposed to be instantly healed?” He jumped onto the bed and took her hand in his. “Something like that.” He reached over and stroked her cheek, happy that she was finally getting better. “How are you feeling?” “Tired but hopeful.” She squeezed his hand. “You, on the other hand, look terrible. You need some rest.” Patrick wasn’t surprised in the least that, even though she was sick, she was concerned about him. “Here’s the thing – the woman I am crazy about has been sick and I can’t rest until she is better.” “Could you rest if she promises that she is feeling better?” He cocked his head to the side. “Maybe a little bit.” “How about if she asks you to hold her for a little bit and take a nap with her?” Robin winked at him. “Come on Dr. Drake, we could both use a nap.” Patrick didn’t need to be asked twice – he slipped off his shoes and laid down on the bed with Robin. “If you insist.” “I do.” Robin wrapped his arms around her and sighed contentedly. “This is nice.” Patrick kissed the back of her head and closed his eyes. “Yes it is. Go to sleep Robin and, if you are good, I’ll bring you a fudge mocha ice cream bar later.” “Really?” She sounded exactly like Rylee in her excitement and Patrick laughed. “Yes so shut your eyes and get some sleep.” He softly stroked her arms. “The sooner you get better, the sooner I can take you out on our first date.” “You think you’ve earned a date?” Robin snuggled in closer to him. “That’s presumptuous.” “I saved your life – that earns me at least one date.” “Maybe.” She coyly answered. “But if you are too exhausted to…” “Shut up and go to sleep Soltini.” He kissed her cheek this time and hugged her closer. “We can work out the details later.” Keith stood outside Robin's door and watched the two of them together. There was a familiarity between the two of them, a comfortableness that he had never had with Robin. Shaking his head, he turned and headed back down the hall. It was time to go. __________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ Gwen walked into her apartment and headed straight to the bar to pour herself a glass of scotch. It had been a long week at GH and all she wanted to do was get drunk and forget it had ever happened. She sat down on the couch and took off her shoes before lying back and taking a drink. In a million years she had never thought she would do what she had done but she didn’t regret taking Mr. Craig up on his offer. Dr. Soltini was recovering and would be perfectly fine and Gwen now had no doubts where she stood with Patrick. The only reason she had stuck around Port Charles was for him and now that it was obvious that he was head over heels for Robin there was no need to stay anymore. She pulled out a card from her pocket and made a call. “I did my part – now you do yours.” Jerry smiled at the woman’s audacity but a deal was a deal. “Of course Dr. Miller – where would you like to work?” “Somewhere warm – how about Greece or Spain?” Gwen was a loner with no family to keep her in the states. “I think I know the perfect place for you.” Jerry looked around the lab on Cassadine Island. “I’ll make the arrangements and have you here by the end of the week.” “Perfect.” Gwen knew that Patrick was going to make her life difficult now that he had figured out that she had injected Robin with the mutated virus. Luckily for her, he had no way of proving it. She had deposited the syringe in a sharps container down in the ER and she had worn gloves every time she touched it. Gwen was smart and she had covered her tracks well. She closed her eyes and was just about to drift off to sleep when she heard a pounding on her door. “Just a minute.” She waltzed over to the door and opened it to find a man standing there with two other men behind him. “May I help you?” “Dr. Gwen Miller?” The sandy haired man had a straight forward manner as he addressed the doctor. “Yes?” He pulled out a pair of cuffs and quickly turned her around, pinning her to the door as he slapped on the cuffs. “Homeland security - you are under arrest.” “For what!” Gwen didn’t fight him as he cuffed her – her hands were too valuable. “Aiding and abetting a known terrorist.” He held up a picture of James Craig. “This man committed an act of biological terror on Port Charles and you were spotted assisting him.” “Wait – he was just asking me for an update on a patient.” Gwen was shocked at the turn of events. “Do you do all your updates in the supply closet?” He turned her around and shoved her to the other men. “Please take Dr. Miller down to the station and I will wait here for crime scene team.” Gwen continued to protest as the men dragged her out of the building. The man walked into her apartment, closed the door, and walked over to the bar. Moving deliberately, he poured himself a glass of scotch and took a drink before pulling out his phone and making a call. “Dr. Miller is in custody and on her way to a WSB safehouse as we speak.” Robert smiled at Anna who was sitting by his bed. “Thank you Frisco.” “No one messes with our girl Scorpio – you know that.” Frisco had only recently found out about the number the WSB had pulled on Robert when he was promoted to Chief of the agency. Shocked and angered about what the agency had done to his old friend, Frisco was doing everything he could to help the man out. “Just get better and give the girls my love.” “Will do.” Robert hung up the phone. “Dr. Miller will be detained indefinitely for her part in the biological terror attack on Port Charles.” “We can’t keep her locked up for years Robert.” Anna was furious about what had happened to her daughter but she also knew that the doctor’s medical knowledge made her valuable. “That’s true but we can offer her deal.” There was a twinkle in Robert’s eyes as he thought about what the WSB had planned for Gwen. “The same kind of deal they offered you?” Anna had to admit that it was the perfect way to deal with the doctor. “Look, the important thing is that she will pay for what she did to our daughter and never to be able to hurt Robin again.” Robert leaned back in his bed. “So, tell me more about this great-granddaughter of ours. Her name is Rylee?” Anna’s mood instantly lightened. “Yes and she is the most amazing little girl. The other night we were watching a movie and she…”
  15. Chapter 29 “Have we got it Kavi?” Patrick was nervously drumming his fingers on the lab counter waiting for Kavi to finish putting together Robin’s protocol. Although the donor had been more than willing to go through the extraction process, it had taken hours to finish it and Robin was getting worse with every passing minute. She had had another seizure and her temperature had gone up another degree since he had left her. Patrick was scared that she might pass the point of no return if they didn’t get her the antidote now. Kavi filled the syringe and handed it to Patrick. “Done.” He stopped the doctor before he could leave the lab. He handed Patrick a set of soft restraints. “Inject it into the catheter instead of the IV line and be prepared for another seizure.” Patrick stared at the restraints and shook his head. “I don’t think I can…” “Then I will.” Kavi took the restraints from Patrick. “I’ll get a mouth guard too.” “But…” “Hopefully we won’t need them but better safe than sorry.” Kavi headed to the door. “Let’s go.” The men ran down the hall to Robin’s room where they were surprised to see Michelle, Michael and Jason sitting with Anna. Michelle ran over to Patrick and smiled at the syringe in his hand. “Is that the cure?” “Yes.” Patrick walked over to Jason. He knew that Jason would have no problem helping him get Robin ready for the injection. “I need your help. We aren’t sure how Robin will react to this and Kavi feels that it would be best, for her, to be restrained.” Jason nodded his head in understanding. “And you can’t do it.” Patrick blinked back a tear. “No, I can’t.” Jason didn’t say another word, just took the restraints from Kavi and began to gently restrain Robin to the bed. He knew that the goal was to protect Robin from injury and he was willing to do whatever was needed to do that. “Michelle, Anna, I’m going to ask you to please step out of the room while we do this.” Both women instantly began to protest but Patrick stood his ground. “I’m sorry but I have to insist.” Michael took Michelle’s hand. “Patrick needs to focus all his attention on your mom and he can’t do that if he is worried about you too. Let’s call Ry and see how she is doing. I know Dr. Drake will tell us the moment we can come back in.” “Of course I will.” Patrick hugged Michelle tight. “The very moment.” He gave the young woman a fatherly kiss to her forehead and then let her go. “Now go check on that beautiful little girl of yours and tell her that Uncle Patrick is making Grandma better.” Michelle nodded her head and allowed Michael to pull her out of the room. Anna took a moment to stroke Robin’s hair before addressing Patrick. “You take care of our girl.” “I will, I promise.” Patrick watched as Robin’s mom finally walked out the door and Kavi shut it behind her, taking a moment to close the curtain in front of the window so no one could see in. He reviewed Robin’s chart, upset to see her temperature was still rising. Her CD 4 T-cell count had dipped to 550 which was low but still not at a dangerous level and he relaxed a little bit – he wasn’t too late to save her. Patrick looked over at Jason and saw that he had Robin safely secured to the bed. He put down her chart and picked up the call button. “Epiphany, could you please bring Dr. Hunter and a crash cart down to Dr. Soltini’s room? We’re ready to administer the antidote.” ___________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ Anna walked into the donor’s room and sat down next to his bed. “How are you feeling?” “Like I had my life sucked out of me but it will be worth it if she is okay.” Robert kept his eyes closed. He was exhausted from the extraction process but he really didn’t care. “Was Dr. Drake able to create the antidote?” “Yes, he kicked us out of her room while they administer it.” Robert heard a slight nervousness in her voice. Anna could usually cover her feelings very well but he knew the woman like he knew the back of his hand. “What is it Anna?” “She had another seizure.” Tears fell from Anna’s eyes as she remembered that horrible moment in Robin’s room. “I, I didn’t know what to do. She was just lying there one moment and then she was thrashing around and...” “Oh Anna.” Robert had seen Robin’s first seizure and it had horrified him. He finally opened his eyes and reached out to her. “I felt so damn helpless. My little girl was in pain and I couldn’t fix it.” She allowed him to grab her hand. “She is so strong and to see her like this is just killing me. What’s worse, someone did this to her on purpose.” “And they will pay for it, I promise.” Robert had already called Frisco to let him know what was going on with Robin and who was responsible. “Now, since we have a little time to kill, why don’t you catch me up on what is going on with our daughter? For starters, why is she using Filomena’s last name instead of ours or her late husband's?” Anna had expected him to ask her about this eventually. She sighed and gave him the Cliff Notes version of the tale. “Robin and Michelle moved to a small town in Vermont after her husband passed away. While they were there a man began stalking Robin. He attacked her one night and was put in jail. They changed their names and moved to Port Charles.” “And this son of a bitch is still breathing?” Robert was furious. Not only had his daughter been attacked but the WSB had not told him about it. “Why the hell didn’t you exterminate this bastard with extreme prejudice?” “First of all, I didn’t find out about it until after it all happened, I was on a deep cover assignment in Africa. Secondly, Robin would never allow anyone to be hurt in her name. She asked me to let the local police take care of him and I honored her request.” Anna glared at Robert. “Unlike us, she has dedicated her life to saving people, not eliminating them.” “Yeah, still not sure where that altruistic side comes from.” Robert closed his eyes again. “I would love to hear more about our little girl – why don’t you start with the first time you saw her after the explosion?” Anna knew he was trying to keep her mind off of what was going on in Robin’s room and she appreciated it. “Alright – I was living in Pine Valley with my twin sister Alex…” __________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ “Her vitals are stable Dr. Drake.” Epiphany was watching Robin carefully as Patrick finished administering the serum. “Good.” He withdrew the syringe and took it over to the sharps container. “I want her monitored closely…” “Patrick!” Jason watched helplessly as Robin began thrashing around on the bed. Patrick ran to her side while Matt got the crash cart ready and prayed he wouldn’t need to use it. Jason turned away, unable to handle the sight of his ex-girlfriend in a full seizure. Suddenly the monitors went crazy. Patrick began barking at his brother. “Damn it! Matt, get over here.” Jason turned back around to see Matt getting the paddles off the cart as Patrick did chest compressions. Epiphany grabbed a mask with a bag attached to it off the wall, attached the oxygen line to it and then placed it over Robin’s mouth. She began squeezing the bag as Matt placed the paddles to Robin’s chest. “Clear!” Patrick and Epiphany both put up their hands and waited for Matt to shock her. Matt administered the shock and backed off, allowing the nurse and his brother to resume CPR. “Still in v-tach.” He waited for the machine to charge and then ordered everyone off again. “Clear!” Jason backed slowly up against the wall and just stared at the monitor. The line was barely moving and then suddenly it jumped back into life. He looked at Patrick. “Is she…” “We have a normal sinus rhythm doctor.” Epiphany got out an oxygen mask and placed in over Robin’s mouth and nose. “BP is stabilizing.” Patrick nodded at her. “I want her monitored closely. Vitals checked every 15 minutes and a blood draw in an hour.” He turned to Jason. “Thank you for your help.” “Anything for Robin.” Jason headed to the door. “I want to call Sam and give her an update on Robin’s condition.” What he had just seen had shaken the man to his core and he needed to talk to his wife as soon as possible. “Go – I’m going to stay here with her and make sure she is okay.” Patrick sat down next to Robin and took her hand in his. “It shouldn’t be too long now and she’ll be lecturing me on my lousy bedside manner.” He kissed her hand. Jason smiled at them. “Well it has certainly improved since you were my doctor or maybe you’re just nicer to the female patients.” “Not just any female patient,” Patrick was quick to correct the man, “this female patient.” Matt walked over and patted his brother on the shoulder. “I’m going to tell the family what is going on – I’ll be back in a few.” Patrick smiled at his brother. “Thank you.” “Just take care of her or you’ll have to deal with Maxie and, trust me, you don’t want that.” Matt winked at Patrick and headed to the door with Jason. “Come on, I’ll show you where to find the best cell reception in this place.” Patrick leaned over and undid the restraints, gently removing them and setting them to the side. “Maybe we can find a better use for those after you get better.” He leaned back in his chair and sighed. “Okay Soltini, now that I have you as a captive audience it is time you learn all about NASCAR. This first thing I'll explain to you is the points system.”