14 weeks later
Robin glared at Patrick as she sat in her hospital bed. "Traitor."
Patrick just smiled at her. "I am not a traitor because I told Kelly I caught you doing work while you were supposed to be on bed rest. I am a concerned husband and father."
Robin rolled her eyes at him. "Please, you just want the bed to yourself since the blimp you call your wife has taken over most of it."
Patrick took her hand in his and stroked it. "You are a beautiful woman, even more so when you are carrying my children. But Kelly put you on bed rest for a reason – your blood pressure was getting high and she didn't want to take any chances with any of you. Did you really think I wouldn't know that you had figured out a way to access your files at the hospital through your tablet?"
Robin sighed but knew he was right. Kelly had placed her on bed rest three weeks earlier with a stern warning that if she found out Robin had been doing any work she would admit Robin to the hospital until the twins were born. Robin had gotten away with it for far longer than she had expected. "I know but this is silly. I'm fine." She gently rubbed her belly. "We're fine."
"And being here at the hospital will make sure it stays that way." Patrick kissed Robin's hand. "Robin, when you were pregnant with Emma and I found you passed out on the floor that day, it was one of the worst moments of my life and I never want to experience that again. Or worse, have Emma find you like that."
Robin began crying. "I don't want that either."
"Hey, hey, it's okay. I didn't want to upset you; I just wanted you to understand why I told Kelly the truth." Patrick sat on the bed and pulled her into her arms. "You and I have been through so much to get here – happy, married with a beautiful daughter at home and two sons on the way. I don't want anything to jeopardize that."
Robin started sobbing even harder. "I don't either."
Patrick rubbed her back. He would not miss the mood swings at all. "I know you don't babe so why don't you stay here so we can watch you and the babies and we can finish out this pregnancy in peace and safety."
Robin nodded her head into his chest, still crying. Patrick kept rubbing her back, trying to calm her down. "Robin, it's okay. We are all okay. Just take some deep breaths and calm down."
Robin slowed down her breathing and did what Patrick asked. After a few minutes she had calmed down enough to talk again. "I'm sorry. So sorry. I'll be good, I promise, just let me go home."
Patrick shook his head. "Kelly thinks that it is best that you stay here and I agree with her but I will bring you whatever food you are craving. I will bring you books and magazines. Your mom and Mac are going to help with Emma and I will bring in my laptop so we can finish picking out things for the babies room."
He looked her in the eyes. "Kelly is hoping to get you to 36 weeks and then we can discuss scheduling the C-section, okay?"
Robin nodded. That was only another two weeks and, as much as she hated it, Robin knew Kelly and Patrick were right. The important thing was getting the boys safely into the world.
"So, let's go back to baby names." Patrick decided to change the subject. "Are we any closer to agreeing on names?"
Robin smiled at him. "Well, Matthew is the middle name of one of them; I am not going to budge on that." Robin insisted that one of the boys carry their uncle's name – if not for Matt she might not have been able to get away from Daniel and his plans for her.
"I completely agree. So what goes with Matthew?" Patrick laid back on the bed with Robin and they began discussing baby names.
Felix stood outside their room, listening in on the conversation. After a few minutes he went down the hall and made a call. "Sabrina, there's something you need to know."