She was standing at the hub, completely absorbed in her chart. Her hair was half pulled back in a barrette, her dark brown mane flowing over her shoulders and down her back.
He loved seeing her this way, so concerned about her patient and their treatment that a bomb could go off and she wouldn't even notice. Her dedication to her work, her compassion for her patients is part of what makes Robin Scorpio who she is. And she was the woman he loved.
The elevator door opened and he watched him come over to her. He stood over her like he owned her. He hated that man so much.
"Come on Sunshine, its quitting time. I've got Schezwan Beef and dumplings ordered and ready to pick up on the way home but it will be cold if we don't hurry." He gently took the chart from her hands and turned her around to look at him. "You can't do anything for Mr. Thomas until you get the lab work back anyway. Let's go home."
"I guess I can come over for a little bit." Patrick rolled his eyes. She smiled at him. "If you're really good, I might even stay the night."
"Oh, I am better than good and you know it."
Robin laughed, grabbed his hand and dragged him to the elevator. "Then I guess we need to get headed to your place."
He watched them get on the elevator and as the doors closed he saw her get on her toes and kiss him. He was a patient man, he could wait for her.
"Patrick, can we not discuss this right now. We need to get to the hospital and we are already running late. Where is my other shoe?"
"We wouldn't be late if you lived here with me. Your shoes would be in the closet right where you could find them…"
"Found it!" She slipped the shoe on and walked over to him. "I love you, but can we please have this argument…"
"Civil discussion" Patrick interrupted.
"Fine, civil discussion after work? We really need to get going."
Patrick sighed. Following Robin out the door, he took one last look around the apartment. One way or another, she was moving back in.
Robin greeted her friend as she and Patrick approached the nurse's station.
Liz smiled at the couple. "Hello Robin and Patrick, how are you two doing today?"
"We're here." Robin grumbled. The car ride over to GH had been an unpleasant one to say the least. Patrick just wouldn't let the whole moving in together issue drop and it was driving Robin crazy. He maintained his stance that it made sense for the two of them to live together. Sure, he had made a mistake by running off with Pete to Vegas but he had owned up to it. Besides, after everything they had been through, he couldn't stand her not being with him.
The truth was that he blamed himself for her being shot. In Patrick's mind, if he hadn't gone to Vegas with Pete one day after she had moved in, she wouldn't have gotten drunk and arrested. She wouldn't have been still upset the next day when he got the inconclusive HIV test result. They were both still emotionally raw from the night before and went back to their old standbys – she lectured and gave an ultimatum and he got defensive and obstinate.
His refusal to get another test was the final straw that pushed her away from him and their place. It sent her to the Metro Court that night, the night that she was shot and almost died. He would never forgive himself for that and he vowed to spend the rest of his life making it up to her.
"Okay, well I think your day is about to get better. These came for you just a little bit ago." Liz pointed to a bouquet of daisies that sat on the desk.
"Patrick! You know bribery doesn't work, but I appreciate the effort."
"Uh, Robin, those aren't from me. I'd send gardenias or roses."
"Oh," Robin said, a little disappointed. "You know they are probably from my mom. She just left on a mission and with everything that has happened I'm sure she just wanted to let me know she is thinking of me." Robin walked over to the flowers and pulled out the card. Patrick watched as Robin's face went from happy to uncertain and even a little scared.
"Robin, what does it say?" Their fight was instantly forgotten. Something on that card upset her.
"Good things come to he who waits."
"What the hell does that mean?! Robin?"
Robin took a deep breath and thought for a moment. All of sudden she relaxed. "You know, I bet this is just a patient who decided to send me a thank you gift. After all, my protocols do take time to work."
"Really? Is the card signed?" Patrick wasn't buying it.
"Well no, it is actually typed but that doesn't mean anything…"
"I don't like this. Jerry is still out there; your parents are international spies with a lot of enemies and let's not forget your relationship with Jason and Sonny."
"Patrick, I really think you are overreacting. It's just some daisies, no big deal. I'm going to do some paperwork and I will see you in surgery in 2 hours." Robin got on her toes, gave Patrick a quick kiss, grabbed her flowers and headed towards her office.
"Overreacting my ass." Patrick pulled out his cell phone. "Hey, it's me. We need to talk about Robin. I think something may be wrong."
He watched her reaction to the flowers. He watched her kiss Drake. But then he watched her pick up the flowers, his flowers, and take them with her to her office.
But mostly, he just watched her.
"We'll be together soon." He thought to himself. "All good things…"