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  1. cmahorror

    S05.E12: Chapter Ninety-Three

    So happy that the show wasn't replaced by baseball for once! I, for one, am happy to see Jane and Raf get back together. I worried when they started the musical number that it was all in her head and it would turn out to be that Rafael was just wanting permission to introduce Julie to Mateo. When they flashed back the two of them after the number was done and they were still kissing, I had a big smile on my face. Jane really was trying to move on and get over him, even denying that there was anything between the two of them to Julie so that he could date someone who seemed great and he seemed to like. Too bad he wasn't into Julie at all. Let's face it, Jane is his lobster. Petra and Jane at the bar was great. I have been known to talk about my grandchildren to stop talkative guys at karaoke. I'm only 45 so they expect me to talk about kids - apparently grandkids are a dealbreaker lol. Hard to believe that five years ago these two hated each other. Did not see Krishna being Milos's partner in crime - I honestly thought that Petra and Krishna would end up sleeping together and Petra would realize the right person for her had been in front of her all along.
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    Fosse/Verdon

    I'm really enjoying this series. Everyone knows Fosse but Gwen Verdon has been overlooked for a long time and I am glad she is finally getting her recognition. Both actors are doing a great job and I am impressed with the story behind the story. I haven't seen All That Jazz yet but I will be watching it as soon as I can. Dating myself but the first time I saw Ann Reinking was in the movie version of Annie when she played Grace, Daddy Warbucks secretary and love interest. It wasn't until years later that I realized she had this huge dance background I had never seen.
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    Spoilers And Shockers

    Gee - wonder if they are connected? Good Lord Days, at least try and gives us a little surprise. Remember years ago when Sydney was kidnapped and it turned out Anna had done it? The show actually tried to hide that Leann Hunley was coming back to the show and did a decent job of it. Now, you know almost a year in advance what is going on. Ridiculous!
  4. I loved today - the flashbacks, the fighting, the love, oh the love. But where was the cave sex and magical diaphragm that made it through a sinking ship and a life raft crashing on the beach? Today reminded me of old school Jack and Jenn with her fighting for them and him denying his feelings while knowing deep inside that he feels the same. Also, Jennifer did that trick with the key before, right before Emilio proposed. I was waiting for her to say "you want the key, come and get and it." And the look on Jack's face, he is definitely feeling something for Jennifer but trying his best to ignore it or hide it. Eve is safe right now but hopefully the knock on the head will knock some sense into him but I'm pretty sure that isn't going to happen. I keep imaging how much better this story would have been if Eve were not involved. My story would have had Jack being threatened by the drug dealers he exposed and Steve taking advantage of the elevator accident to whisk his brother to safety. When Jack finally wakes up, he has no memory and Steve decides not to tell him anything other than he is Steve's brother and helps set up Jack in a new town with a new identity. Jack falls in love with someone who moves to Salem, maybe she is a doctor and joins the hospital, and he meets up with her a few months after she arrives. There, a love triangle and some real angst without the BS mayor's race or this poorly executed immigration story line. Also loved the scenes with Eric and Eve. Eric is a lot more fun when he isn't pining over one of his brother's girlfriends. And the flashbacks - yes, all of you who weren't watching or even alive in the 80's, soaps used to actually spend money on outdoor shoots and new sets. Sometimes we would even get more than five extras or get to go to another country, like Greece or Mexico.
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    S05.E01: Chapter Eighty-Two

    I guess I'm in the minority because Michael lost me in Season 1 when he hid Petra's affair so that Jane would give up the baby. The moment outside the ultrasound room (second episode of the series) when Michael began bargaining with Petra I was done. He then followed it up by insisting she quit her job, with seniority and health insurance in her first trimester of pregnancy, because he was uncomfortable with the situation. Jane's feelings were completely ignored and I just wanted her to get away from him ASAP because it seemed extremely manipulative to me. Honestly, I did not need to see her with Rafael at that time, just not with Michael anymore. My feelings towards Michael never really changed over the years and I didn't have the anger when he died that a lot of my fellow watchers did. It was sad but I watch the show for Jane and I was impressed with the way they handled her being widowed and moving on with her life. Speaking from experience, it is a difficult thing to do and I thought they did it justice. She never forgot Michael and the love they shared but she also realized that she had to create a new future for herself and she did. Did Michael deserve to be kidnapped and tortured - absolutely not and I have never nor would I ever say he did. I just find myself focused on Jane and her feelings in the situation. I like that she mentioned Mateo not seeing him but Mateo has no memories of Michael - he was not even two years old when Michael died so he would be aware of the concept of Michael and that he had a stepdad but that's it. Also, Mateo looks completely different then when Michael last saw him so I doubt he would be the one to trigger Michael's memory. I do agree with Jane, Michael does not need to meet Mateo at this time. Sorry, watched this episode a few times and I still think we could get a miracle pregnancy so Jane can carry on the line of strong women in each generation. Jane was eating like crazy, Jason even made a comment about her wolfing down the sandwich, and her clothes were getting tight which could be shorthand for pregnancy. After all, this is a telenovela, not This Is Us. Did they ever tell us what kind of cancer Rafael had? Even if it was testicular, as long as he still has at least one testes he could still get Jane pregnant. I'm just saying... Sorry for the rambling monologue - just channeling my inner Jane 🙂
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    S05.E01: Chapter Eighty-Two

    It's interesting, a friend of mine and I were discussing Alzheimer's today and the effect it had on people. My grandmother had Alzheimer's and the last five years of her life she didn't even know who she was, even when you showed her a picture of herself. It was devastating for me and my mom but my grandma did well in her nursing home. She had new friends and enjoyed doing things with them. Eventually I had to admit that as long as she was happy and healthy, I could accept that she would never recognize me again. That is how I see Jason/Michael now - I understand that Michael suffered greatly but he doesn't remember any of that. My point was that the person we are seeing on screen does not appear to have any problems with his life the way it is and doesn't seem all that anxious to recover his memories and return to his former life. The impression I get is he would be just as happy to take Bo and go home to Montana and it would not make a difference to him. Maybe that will change as the season goes on, but that is the way I feel about it right now. YMMV as always 🙂 Best line of the episode goes to Petra: By the way, I'm bisexual - it's you.
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    S05.E01: Chapter Eighty-Two

    I loved it. The show is called Jane the Virgin so our focus should be on Jane and, maybe my being a widow is influencing my opinion, but I thought it was handled as realistically as possibly for the outrageous situation presented. Speaking from experience, being a widow becomes a part of your identity, of who you are and losing that part would be a major upheaval. The opening sequence was a reminder of just how far Jane has come from a woman barely holding it together to the person she is today, recovered from his loss but always remembering their love. Jane's whole meltdown about who she is now and what she does now with Abuela and Xo was amazingly acted by all three actors and well directed by Rodriguez. As for Michael/Jason, he was fine, he doesn't seem to care if he got his memories back or not. He had a good life and was happy with it so I just can't bring myself to worry about whether or not he ever gets his memory back. As for Rafael, he risked everything to bring Michael back, even making sure he was the actual Michael by getting a DNA test. The way he stepped aside and gave Jane room to think about the situation, to not pressure her to still move in with him, showed me once again why he is good for Jane. The scene from Michael's funeral where he stepped up and read her speech for her was touching. Rafael's growth from a selfish playboy to a man willing to give up the woman he loves to make her happy is one of the most touching storylines of the show for me. Anyone else think Jane is pregnant? The way she was eating and then complaining that her pants were too tight, I don't know - maybe we will get that miracle bay for them after all...
  8. Jack was many things but he was never, never this close-minded jerk that Eve has persuaded him he is. Jack would have been helping figure out how to help Haley and then monopolize it to create a great story for the Spectator. A part of me is praying that Jack is playing Eve, that he is actually working behind her back to secure help for Haley but needs to find Haley for it to work. Sadly, I know I will be disappointed but a small part of me will not let it go until I absolutely have to. Fully behind Gabi and Brady as partners in crime - go, destroy Stefan and his smug face.
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    GH Fanworks/Fanfic/Fanart: We Do It Better

    Chapter 51 Patrick watched the signs closely as they drove down the highway. After some research Patrick had discovered that Heaven’s Gate itself was a rock formation and the only way to reach the top of it was by scaling the side of it. That was impractical for many reasons so instead they were meeting April’s mother, Grace, by the entrance to the Queen Creek Waterfall and spreading April’s ashes there. “So everyone is doing well?” Robin had gotten a phone call a few minutes ago and Patrick knew from her side of the conversation that Sam had had her baby. “That’s great! I can’t wait to meet the newest member of the family. We have a gift for you and will come by to see you as soon as we get back.” She laughed out loud. “I promise – no sweater vests. I’ve seen the pictures, I know he had an usual fascination with them when you first met.” Patrick was offended. “Hey – I looked damn good in those!” Robin turned to him and decided to indulge him. “Of course you did dear.” She returned to her conversation. “Please send me a picture and I will see you both in a few days. Congratulations Jason.” Patrick couldn’t help but see how happy she was about Jason’s news. “Sam had the baby?” “Yes, a beautiful baby boy: 7 lbs, 6 oz, 21 inches long and came out screaming like crazy.” Robin was thrilled that Jason and Sam’s little boy was healthy and strong. Patrick threw her a little smirk. “Screaming, huh? Already taking after his mother.” She jokingly punched him in the shoulder. “Be nice.” She turned her attention back to the road. “Did April’s mom say what time she would be here?” “She texted me while you were on the phone.” He handed her his phone. “Can you read it?” Robin took the phone and opened up the message. “She is there and waiting for us.” She saw the turn off and pointed. “There it is.” Patrick had seen it but knew that Robin was just being helpful so he bit back a sarcastic comment. Both of them were nervous about today and the trip out hadn’t helped. Their flight out of Port Charles had been delayed which had led to them missing their connecting flight in Atlanta. By the time they landed in Phoenix and drove to the hotel in Queen Canyon it had been well after midnight and they too exhausted to do anything other than sleep. The reality was they had no idea what they were going to say to April’s mother when they saw her. The young woman had been convinced that her mother had given up on her but their conversations with her over the past week made it clear that that was not the case. Grace had always loved her daughter even if she didn’t agree with her choice of a boyfriend. The woman was grateful that she had the opportunity to let April know that before she passed away. “Man,” Robin stared in shock at the almost full parking lot they had pulled into, “I didn’t think that this place would be that busy on a Tuesday morning.” “I know.” Patrick found a spot and parked the rental car. He reached over and took Robin’s hand in his. “Are you ready?” She took a deep breath and nodded her head. “As ready as I’ll ever be.” She leaned over and gave him a kiss. “Let’s go.” Patrick opened up his door and went to the back seat. There, held in place with pillows and a seat belt, sat the urn containing April’s ashes. Just like in life, Patrick was treating the woman with respect. He carefully undid the seat belt and picked up the urn. He had just shut the door when he heard a familiar voice call out his name. “Dr. Drake!” He turned around and smiled at the woman coming towards him. Grace Gilbert was a small black woman with a strong walk and a warm smile. She walked over to Patrick and Robin and hugged them. “It is so nice to finally meet you.” “You too Mrs. Gilbert.” Robin leaned back into Patrick after Grace released her from the hug. “I thought I told you to call me Grace.” It was a joking admonishment, not a serious rebuke. “And we told you to call us Robin and Patrick.” “So you did.” The woman nodded her head in agreement and then focused in on the urn in Patrick’s hand. Tears filled her eyes and she put out her hands. “May I please…” Patrick didn’t even hesitate. “Of course.” He gently set the urn in her hands. “I want you to know that I wish I could have…” “Stop!” This time the rebuke was serious. She hugged the urn close. “You saved my daughter’s life and gave me a chance to tell her I love her and say goodbye.” Tears filled her eyes and spilled over onto her cheeks. “She died because it was her time to go home. I wish I had gotten to see her one last time but that is on me, not you. You stood up for my daughter and protected her and I will never be able to repay you for doing that for her.” He heard Robin sniffle and pulled a handkerchief out from his pocket. “I thought you might need this.” She took it and wiped away her tears. “Thank you.” Grace smiled at them. “Now, I have some people I want you to meet.” She turned around and led Robin and Patrick down the trail. “I know April thought she was alone but there were a lot of family who loved her and prayed for her every day.” She led them to a clearing by the waterfall. “They want to meet the people who saved her life.” Robin gasped as she realized why the parking lot was so full. There were over 40 people standing in the clearing talking and enjoying the view of the waterfall. “This is April’s family?” “Some although the majority of them are friends from before she left. She was a member of choir at church and they wanted to come and sing with her one last time.” Grace was a lay minister and the choir director at the church in their little town. “My girl had a beautiful voice.” She led the doctors to the group. “Everyone, I would like you to meet Dr. Patrick Drake and Dr. Robin Soltini – they are the doctors who were there with April for the last few weeks of her life.” Before they could move they couple was suddenly grabbed and pulled into the group, being hugged and thanked by everyone they met. At one point Patrick lost sight of his girlfriend in the sea of strangers but she quickly reappeared, being held in a tight hug by an older woman with April’s eyes. Grace pulled Patrick away and smiled at him. “That is my mother. I don’t think you know this but she was also on that call with me and spoke to April too.” Overwhelmed by everything he was seeing, he couldn’t even speak so he just shook his head. “We lived with my mother for years after April’s father died.” She saw a strange look cross Patrick’s face. “Yes, she told us all about you and Robin. About her HIV status and how she is a grandma who lives with her daughter and granddaughter.” “I thought it was just her medical status.” Patrick was beginning to realize just how closely April connected to Robin. “But Robin reminded her of those days.” “Yes.” The woman wrapped her arm around the doctor. “You and Robin made her feel like she was safe, like she was home again.” She gave him another brief hug. “We need to get started. My mother and I would be honored if you stayed with us during the ceremony.” Patrick briefly thought of saying no but decided it was best to just go along with whatever she wanted. He held up his arm so she could slip her arm through it. “We would be honored.” _____________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ Patrick held Robin tight as April’s mother finished speaking about her daughter. “My daughter was an amazing young woman who lived a troubled and difficult life. My greatest comfort today is in knowing that I had the chance to tell her how much I love her before she left this earth. I know in my heart that she is in a better place and has finally found the peace that eluded her in life.” Grace nodded at Patrick and Robin before she said her final words. “I would like to end this ceremony with April’s favorite hymn.” From behind them, the couple heard several voices start to sing. Amazing grace, How sweet the sound That saved a wretch like me I once was lost, but now I am found, Was blind, but now I see More and more voices joined in as the hymn continued. 'Twas grace that taught my heart to fear, And grace my fears relieved How precious did that grace appear The hour I first believed Through many dangers, toils and snares I have already come, 'Tis grace has brought me safe thus far And grace will lead me home Through their tears, Patrick and Robin finally began to sing. The Lord has promised good to me His word my hope secures; He will my shield and portion be, As long as life endures Yea, when this flesh and heart shall fail, And mortal life shall cease I shall possess within the veil, A life of joy and peace When we've been there ten thousand years Bright shining as the sun, We've no less days to sing God's praise Than when we've first begun Grace approached the couple and carefully set the urn containing April’s ashes down on the ground. “I know you said you wanted to spread her ashes but…” “She is your daughter Grace.” Robin reached over and pulled the grieving woman into a tight embrace. “I think it is time for you to take her home.” “Thank you for making it possible for me to.” Grace picked up the urn. “I am going back to ride with my family back home today but I expect to hear from you two on a regular basis.” “Count on it.” Patrick shook her hand. “Have a safe trip back and let us know that you got home safe.” “I will.” She smiled at the couple on last time before turning to leave. “I will talk to you both soon.” They watched her leave and Patrick wrapped his arms back around his girlfriend. “Ready to go?” “No.” Robin’s voice seemed almost distant as she looked out over the waterfall. “Not until I say something.” Patrick turned her around in his arms. “Robin, today has been emotional for a lot of reasons…” “I need to say this.” She took a deep breath. “I need you to understand something.” Patrick was worried. “Robin? What is it?” “The other night you told me you loved me and I didn’t say it back and I need to explain why.” Robin saw him open his mouth and she put her hand over it. “I need you to let me say this.” He shut his mouth and nodded his head. “I have loved three men in my life. Stone died of AIDS but he worked for Sonny and lived a dangerous life. Jason and I didn’t work for a lot of reasons but one of them was his love for danger and my need to be safe.” She sighed. “And then Roger was a firefighter who died on a call. All three of them lived life on the edge and it took them away from me.” “But…” “You love to take risks too. You race cars at over a hundred and fifty miles an hour, you take risky surgeries, ones that increase your exposure to HIV and AIDS, you love the adrenaline rush and living on the edge. It scares me but it also one of the many reasons why I am with you and that scares me even more.” She took his hands in hers. “I am petrified that I am going to lose you – just like I lost Stone and Roger. That one day you will be at the track and crash or that you will get caught another situation like the one with Jason where you continued to operate even though there was a knife wielding maniac holding someone hostage in your OR.” Patrick was beginning to wish he hadn’t let her know about Manny Ruiz’s attack during Jason’s first surgery. “Robin, that was a long time ago…” “But it is indicative of a pattern.” The tears filled up her eyes once more. “And I have to make the choice whether or not I can take that chance again.” “Don’t make any decisions today Robin, please?” Patrick thought he could see where this was going. “Patrick, this isn’t a decision I made today.” She squeezed his hands. “I have been afraid of what I am feeling but I finally realized that, no matter the risk, fear should not stop me from doing what I want or being with who I want so here it goes.” Robin smiled at him. “I love you.” “Robin…” She wrapped her arms around him. “I am in love with you and I have been for a long time.” He relaxed as he leaned down and kissed her. “Well, I already knew it but it is nice to hear you say it. I love you too Robin.” Robin pulled him close and they held each other as they watched the water fall and hit the rocks below. Patrick kissed the top of her head and didn’t even attempt to get her to leave. They were both where they wanted to be.
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    Spoilers And Shockers

    Am I the only one hoping that Jack comes back pissed about how Jennifer has been acting since his last "death"? He definitely does not look happy to see her in the preview. Ooh, classic Jack really is the best - not the bumbling clown they turned him into (although MA absolutely killed the PTSD storyline during his last visit). I wonder if Angelica had him this whole time and was brainwashing him. Her death lead to his finally being released on the world. Maybe a hostile takeover of The Spectator? In this day and age, a journalism story done right could be absolutely riveting and Jack was always a great writer and amazing in newsman mode. I just want to hear him call Jennifer 'Miss Horton' again. Off to YouTube - time to relive some of my favorite Jack moments from 1989-1991 which will be my happy place until Jack is officially back. Gabi will pay a far greater price than Abby has for what she has done, make no mistake about that. And Chad, why don't you run another DNA test after the baby is born before just handing her over to Stefan? Idiot.
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    GH Fanworks/Fanfic/Fanart: We Do It Better

    Chapter 51 Patrick watched the signs closely as they drove down the highway. After some research Patrick had discovered that Heavens Gate itself was a rock formation and the only way to reach the top of it was by scaling the side. That was impractical for many reasons so instead they were meeting Aprils mother, Grace, by the entrance to the Queen Creek Waterfall and spreading Aprils ashes there. "So everyone is doing well?" Robin had gotten a phone call a few minutes ago and Patrick knew from her side of the conversation that Sam had had her baby. "Thats great! I cant wait to meet the newest member of the family. We have a gift for you and will come by to see you as soon as we get back." She laughed out loud. "I promise no sweater vests. I've seen the pictures, I know he had an unusual fascination with them when you first met." Patrick was offended. "Hey - I looked damn good in those! Robin turned to him and decided to indulge him. "Of course you did dear." She returned to her conversation. "Please send me a picture and I will see you both in a few days. Congratulations Jason." Patrick couldn't help but see how happy she was about Jason's news. "Sam had the baby?" "Yes, a beautiful baby boy: 7 lbs, 6 oz, 21 inches long and came out screaming like crazy." Robin was thrilled that Jason and Sam's little boy was healthy and strong. Patrick threw her a little smirk. "Screaming, huh? Already taking after his mother." She jokingly punched him in the shoulder. "Be nice. She turned her attention back to the road. Did April's mom say what time she would be here?" "She texted me while you were on the phone." He handed her his phone. "Can you read it?" Robin took the phone and opened up the message. "She is there and waiting for us." She saw the turn off and pointed. "There it is." Patrick had seen it but knew that Robin was just being helpful so he bit back a sarcastic comment. Both of them were nervous about today and the trip out hadn't helped. Their flight out of Port Charles had been delayed which had led to them missing their connecting flight in Atlanta. By the time they landed in Phoenix and drove to the hotel in Queen Canyon it had been well after midnight and they were too exhausted to do anything other than sleep. The reality was they had no idea what they were going to say to April's mother when they saw her. The young woman had been convinced that her mother had given up on her but their conversations with her over the past week made it clear that that was not the case. Grace had always loved her daughter even if she didn't agree with her choice of a boyfriend. The woman was grateful that she had the opportunity to let April know that before she passed away. "Man," Robin stared in shock at the almost full parking lot they had pulled into, "I didn't think that this place would be this busy on a Tuesday morning." "I know." Patrick found a spot and parked the rental car. He reached over and took Robins hand in his. "Are you ready?" She took a deep breath and nodded her head. "As ready as Ill ever be." She leaned over and gave him a kiss. "Let's go." Patrick opened up his door and went to the back seat. There, held in place with pillows and a seat belt, sat the urn containing Aprils ashes. Just like in life, Patrick was treating the woman with respect. He carefully undid the seat belt and picked up the urn. He had just shut the door when he heard a familiar voice call out his name. "Dr. Drake!" He turned around and smiled at the woman coming towards him. Grace Gilbert was a small black woman with a strong walk and a warm smile. She walked over to Patrick and Robin and hugged them. "It is so nice to finally meet you." "You too, Mrs. Gilbert." Robin leaned back into Patrick after Grace released her from the hug. "I thought I told you to call me Grace." It was a joking admonishment, not a serious rebuke. "And we told you to call us Robin and Patrick." "So you did." The woman nodded her head in agreement and then focused in on the urn in Patricks hand. Tears filled her eyes and she put out her hands. "May I please?" Patrick didn't even hesitate. "Of course." He gently set the urn in her hands. "I want you to know that I wish I could have..." "Stop!" This time the rebuke was serious. She hugged the urn close. "You saved my daughter's life and gave me a chance to tell her I love her and say goodbye." Tears filled her eyes and spilled over onto her cheeks. "She died because it was her time to go home. I wish I had gotten to see her one last time but that is on me, not you. You stood up for my daughter and protected her and I will never be able to repay you for doing that for her." He heard Robin sniffle and pulled a handkerchief out from his pocket. "I thought you might need this." She took it and wiped away her tears. "Thank you." Grace smiled at them. "Now, I have some people I want you to meet." She turned around and led Robin and Patrick down the trail. "I know April thought she was alone but there were a lot of family who loved her and prayed for her every day." She led them to a clearing by the waterfall. "They want to meet the people who saved her life." Robin gasped as she realized why the parking lot was so full. There were over 40 people standing in the clearing talking and enjoying the view of the waterfall. "This is Aprils family?" "Some although the majority of them are friends from before she left. She was a member of choir at church and they wanted to come and sing with her one last time." Grace was a lay minister and the choir director at the church in their little town. "My girl had a beautiful voice." She led the doctors to the group. "Everyone, I would like you to meet Dr. Patrick Drake and Dr. Robin Soltini - they are the doctors who were there with April for the last few weeks of her life." Before they could move the couple was suddenly grabbed and pulled into the group, being hugged and thanked by everyone they met. At one point Patrick lost sight of his girlfriend in the sea of strangers but she quickly reappeared, being held in a tight hug by an older woman with Aprils eyes. Grace pulled Patrick away and smiled at him. "That is my mother. I don't think you know this but she was also on that call with me and spoke to April too." Overwhelmed by everything he was seeing, he couldn't even speak so he just shook his head. "We lived with my mother for years after April's father died." She saw a strange look cross Patricks face. "Yes, she told us all about you and Robin. About her HIV status and how she is a grandma who lives with her daughter and granddaughter." "I thought it was just her medical status." Patrick was beginning to realize just how closely April connected to Robin. "But Robin reminded her of those days." "Yes." The woman wrapped her arm around the doctor. "You and Robin made her feel like she was safe, like she was home again." She gave him another brief hug. "We need to get started. My mother and I would be honored if you stayed with us during the ceremony." Patrick briefly thought of saying no but decided it was best to just go along with whatever she wanted. He held up his arm so she could slip her arm through it. "We would be honored." ___________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ Patrick held Robin tight as Aprils mother finished speaking about her daughter. "My daughter was an amazing young woman who lived a troubled and difficult life. My greatest comfort today is in knowing that I had the chance to tell her how much I love her before she left this earth. I know in my heart that she is in a better place and has finally found the peace that eluded her in life." Grace nodded at Patrick and Robin before she said her final words. "I would like to end this ceremony with Aprils favorite hymn." From behind them, the couple heard several voices start to sing. Amazing grace, how sweet the sound That saved a wretch like me I once was lost, but now I am found, Was blind, but now I see More and more voices joined in as the hymn continued. 'Twas grace that taught my heart to fear, And grace my fears relieved How precious did that grace appear The hour I first believed Through many dangers, toils and snares I have already come, 'Tis grace has brought me safe thus far And grace will lead me home Through their tears, Patrick and Robin finally began to sing. The Lord has promised good to me His word my hope secures; He will my shield and portion be, As long as life endures Yea, when this flesh and heart shall fail, And mortal life shall cease I shall possess within the veil, A life of joy and peace When we've been there ten thousand years Bright shining as the sun, We've no less days to sing God's praise Than when we've first begun Grace approached the couple and carefully set the urn containing Aprils ashes down on the ground. "I know you said you wanted to spread her ashes but..." "She is your daughter Grace." Robin reached over and pulled the grieving woman into a tight embrace. "I think it is time for you to take her home." "Thank you for making it possible for me to." Grace picked up the urn. "I am going to ride with my family back home today but I expect to hear from you two on a regular basis." "Count on it." Patrick shook her hand. "Have a safe trip back and let us know that you got home safe." "I will." She smiled at the couple on last time before turning to leave. "I will talk to you both soon." They watched her leave and Patrick wrapped his arms back around his girlfriend. "Ready to go?" "No." Robin's voice seemed almost distant as she looked out over the waterfall. "Not until I say something." Patrick turned her around in his arms. "Robin, today has been emotional for a lot of reasons..." "I need to say this." She took a deep breath. "I need you to understand something." Patrick was worried. "Robin? What is it?" "The other night you told me you loved me and I didn't say it back and I need to explain why." Robin saw him open his mouth and she put her hand over it. "I need you to let me say this." He shut his mouth and nodded his head. "I have loved three men in my life. Stone died of AIDS but he worked for Sonny and lived a dangerous life. Jason and I didn't work for a lot of reasons but one of them was his love for danger and my need to be safe." She sighed. "And then Roger was a firefighter who died on a call. All three of them lived life on the edge and that need for danger took them away from me." "But..." "You love to take risks too. You race cars at over a hundred and fifty miles an hour, you take risky surgeries, ones that increase your exposure to HIV and AIDS, you love the adrenaline rush and living on the edge. It scares me but it also one of the many reasons why I am with you and that scares me even more." She took his hands in hers. "I am petrified that I am going to lose you just like I lost Stone and Roger. That one day you will be at the track and crash or that you will get caught in another situation like the one with Jason where you continued to operate even though there was a knife wielding maniac holding someone hostage in your OR." Patrick was beginning to wish he hadn't let her know about Manny Ruiz's attack during Jasons first surgery. "Robin, that was a long time ago..." "But it is indicative of a pattern." The tears filled up her eyes once more. "And I have to make the choice whether or not I can take that chance again." "Don't make any decisions today Robin, please?" Patrick thought he could see where this was going. "Patrick, this isn't a decision I made today." She squeezed his hands. "I have been afraid of what I am feeling but I finally realized that, no matter the risk, fear should not stop me from doing what I want or being with who I want so here it goes." Robin smiled at him. "I love you." "Robin..." She wrapped her arms around him. "I am in love with you and I have been for a long time." He relaxed as he heard the words he had been wanting to hear come from her lips. Knowing that she wouldn't have said it unless she meant it, he leaned down and kissed her. "Well, I already knew it but it is nice to hear you say it." He brushed a lock of hair behind her ear. "I love you too Robin." Robin pulled him close and they held each other as they watched the water fall and hit the rocks below. Patrick kissed the top of her head and didn't even attempt to get her to leave - they were both where they wanted to be.
  12. Patrick and Robin try to solve a murder: Patrick (playing Andrea Floyd): How dare you, you little slut! Robin: Ooh, you want to role play later? Patrick: Come on, stay with me. Loved that Robin was bringing out her inner Scorpio and solving a crime but I also love the playfulness between these two. It was a side we didn't get to see as often as we could have.
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    S11.E01: Fake News

    45-yrs old and still have a flip phone. Why? Because I just need it to make calls and text - anything else I can do on my IPod. My only problem with my flip phone is the texting - it replaced my sliding keyboard phone which I loved and they don't make anymore. I really enjoyed this episode. Murphy has always been a political show and I had no doubts that the revival wouldn't change that. Avery and her have a great chemistry and I enjoyed the fact that, while they are both starting new shows, both shows are different in their approaches. Avery is doing more of a man on the streets thing while Murphy's is a sit-down round table, more traditional show. I hope that they bring up secondary viewings (DVR and streaming numbers which can be calculated for days after the original airing) because that could significantly change who actually ha the higher share. I could honestly see people tuning in for Murphy live while recording or streaming Avery's and watching it later because she is a known quantity and he is not.
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    GH Fanworks/Fanfic/Fanart: We Do It Better

    Chapter 50 “Is everything arranged?” Robin sat down on Patrick’s couch and smiled at him. “Yes it is.” He got up from behind his desk and joined her. “We fly out tomorrow at 11:00, I have the hotel booked and Alan has given us five days off in a row.” He kissed his girlfriend on the cheek. “All we need to do is pack and we will be good to go.” It had been a month since April’s death and the couple was honoring her wishes and spreading her ashes at Heaven’s Gate in Arizona. It was a place April had told Patrick that she had always wanted to visit there and they felt that she would like her ashes to be spread there. Robin scooted a little closer to her boyfriend. “And her mom?” He wrapped his arms around her and nodded. “She’ll be there.” The day after April died Epiphany informed them that April’s mom had called the hospital and spoken with her daughter. “She can’t wait to meet the people who kept her daughter alive long enough for her to tell her she loved her one last time.” April’s mother lived in California and had heard about the accident due to the media coverage Patrick received. The young woman had moved and changed phone numbers too many times for her mom to keep up with and she was devastated to find out the dire straits her daughter was in. According to Epiphany, April and her mom spoke for over an hour that day and April was happy when she passed away. The news that their surgery had given April the time she needed to reconcile with her mother had been just the kick in the pants Robin needed to stop feeling guilty. In the end, April had been loved and knew it and that was all anyone could ask for. It had been Patrick’s idea to invite her to Arizona to help spread her daughter’s ashes and she had easily agreed. He had even paid for her plane ticket and hotel room. “I’m glad she is going to be there.” She picked up a file from his coffee table. “Now we need to finish up this last surgery and then we can be on our way.” “Mr. Muldoon.” Patrick reviewed the file. “We just need to go over a few last minute details and have him sign the waiver and we will be good to go.” He stood up and held out his hand. “Shall we?” She took his hand and allowed him to help her off the couch. “You bet.” ______________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ Patrick took one last look at the chart. “Alright, everything looks in order. I have the hospital barber coming by in a minute to give you a quick shave and then we can get started.” “Is he any good?” John Muldoon was in a good mood all things considered. He had an aneurysm and he needed to get it removed before it ruptured. The surgery was in a delicate part of the brain and the slightest mistake could kill him. “He’s not Vidal Sassoon but he is very talented with a razor.” Robin smiled at the man. “Almost as good as Dr. Drake is with a scalpel.” “Great.” “I just have one more thing for you to sign.” Patrick pulled out the waiver he had added to the release forms since his exposure. He placed it on the clipboard and handed it to the man. “You already have my pension and my wife.” The man joked. “I’m not sure I am ready to give up my first born just yet.” “It’s nothing like that.” Robin was trying to be reassuring. “Dr. Drake was exposed to end-stage AIDS in the operating room six weeks ago and…” “You were exposed to AIDS?” The man’s joking demeanor disappeared. “Yes but I have test negative and…” “I’m sorry but I can’t let you operate on me.” John threw the clipboard back at Patrick. “I could see it now – I survive the surgery only to die because you infected me with AIDS?” “First of all, there is almost no possibility of you contracting HIV from me even if I were infected. And even if, by some infinitesimal chance, you caught something – it would be HIV and not AIDS and you can live a long and healthy life with HIV.” Robin smiled proudly at her boyfriend before turning to the patient. “Dr. Drake is right – I have been living with HIV for over 20 years and I am very healthy.” “What kind of place is this?” Mr. Muldoon began yelling at the couple. Alan happened to be walking down the hall when he heard the ruckus and came running in. “Is something wrong?” “Yes I want another doctor.” He glared at Patrick and Robin. “What kind of place is this?” Alan opened up the chart. “Dr. Richardson is scheduled to assist.” “I’ll take him.” He crossed his arms and rolled his eyes. “I can’t believe that you have two doctors on staff here with HIV treating patients without warning.” Alan was quick to defend his doctors. “They are both excellent doctors.” “And Dr. Scorpio is an amazing researcher and diagnostician.” Patrick could handle the man saying nasty things about him but he would not let Robin be insulted. “I don’t care.” Mr. Muldoon wasn’t about to back down. “Let me just say that you are risking your health by not letting Dr. Drake operate on you.” Robin didn’t want this man to risk his life to prove a point. “Robin…” Alan was trying to maintain some peace. “What?” She turned to the Chief of Staff. “We both know that Patrick is the better surgeon.” “Why don’t you two go and I’ll talk to Mr. Muldoon?” Alan was trying to keep the situation from escalating. Patrick turned around and stormed out of the room with Robin right behind him. ___________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ “So what do we do now?” Patrick and Robin had waited for Alan to come back and tell them that Patrick was still operating but instead the patient went with Dr. Richardson. They had taken advantage of the free afternoon to catch up on paperwork and check on patients who wanted their help before they left for their trip. Now they were standing at the nurse’s hub waiting to see how Mr. Muldoon’s surgery went. Robin was about to answer when Alan walked up to them. “I was hoping you were still here.” “How did the surgery go?” Robin didn’t like the look in his eyes. “There were complications.” Alan sighed. “Dr. Richardson did his best but the patient didn’t make it.” Patrick stood there in shock at the news. He took a minute to absorb it before speaking. “Thank you for letting us know.” He reached down and took Robin’s hand. “Let’s go.” _____________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ “Get comfortable and I will go get us something to drink.” Robin had insisted that they come to her place so they could decompress after the day they had had. Patrick sat down on the couch and sighed. He kicked off his shoes and was just about to lay down when he felt something rub against his legs. Smiling, he reached down and picked up Callie. “Hey girl.” He stretched out on the couch and set the calico on his chest, petting her gently. She began purring and rolled over onto her side, giving him full access to her belly so Patrick could give it a rub. “I really needed this today.” Normally Patrick had no use for cats but Callie was special. Robin had found the cat at a shelter when they lived in Vermont. It took a few months but she had finally warmed up to Patrick and he had to admit that she was a pretty great cat. “At least you aren’t scared to have me touch you.” “Neither am I.” Robin came back in the room with a couple of beers. She handed one of the beers to Patrick and set her down on the coffee table. She then gently picked up the cat and set her on the floor. “Sorry Cal, he’s mine.” Patrick sat back up and took a drink from his beer. “Jealous?” “Please.” She scoffed before sat down next to him. “How are you doing?” He knew that she was not going to back down and it was in his best interest to open up to her. “What a pointless waste of life. I guess this is why you didn't want to be a surgeon, isn't it?” She nodded her head. “Yes. I didn't want my patients to have to choose between me or their fear. Wait till you come across the guy who won't even let you touch him because he's afraid he'll get infected.” “I hate that you have ever been treated that way.” Patrick pulled her close. "I hate it even more that I can't stop it." “I know.” She turned to him and kissed him gently. “Now, Rylee and Michelle are gone for the night and I am in the mood for a dance.” She picked up the remote and pushed a button. Moments later soft music filled the air. “Dance with me Patrick.” Patrick stood up and pulled her close as he picked up the beat of the song and began to sway with her. Close the door and leave the world behind you Open the window and listen to the breeze blow through the pines Take a deep breath, what more can you do Let the sun fall down all around you Let the night surround you in a blanket of starlight I'll whisper you a lullaby, let the sun fall down That old dark cloud acts like he knows you He takes up too much time, time you could be spending holding me He can't have you now, it's you and me here in this room Oh, oh, let the sun fall down all around you Let the night surround you in a blanket of starlight I'll whisper you a lullaby, let the sun fall down Robin reached up and gently stroked Patrick’s cheek before she leaned her head against his chest and closed her eyes. The world will keep on turning It'll all be there, come morning So tonight Let the sun fall down all around you Let the night surround you in a blanket of starlight I'll whisper you a lullaby Oh, oh let the sun fall down all around you Let the night surround you in a blanket of starlight I'll whisper you a lullaby, let the sun fall down Oh She leaned back and saw tears in his eyes. “Patrick?” He kissed her. “I want to be with you.” “I told you I would wait.” Robin didn’t want him doing something he was uncomfortable with. Patrick leaned down and kissed her again. They were still kissing when he picked her up and began to carry her to the bedroom. “Robin, I want to make love to you.” He swallowed. “I want to make love to you because I am in love with you.” “Patrick…” “I have been scared of saying it because I didn’t think you were ready to hear it but now I’m more scared of missing my chance to tell you.” He leaned over and gently touched his forehead to hers. “I love you Robin. I love you and it’s okay if you are not ready to say it back yet because I know you feel the same way I do.” This time the tears fell from Robin’s eyes. A part of her wanted to say it back to him but her fear was winning out. Patrick carried her to the bed and set her down on it. He kissed her again as he laid down next to her. Moving slowly, he wiped away her tears and ran his hand through her hair. “If you can’t say it, it’s okay. Just show me Robin.” Robin wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him to her for a searing kiss. For now actions would need to speak louder than words. Song: Let the Sun Fall Down by Kim Richey (highly recommend people find it and listen, one of my favorites)
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    GH Fanworks/Fanfic/Fanart: We Do It Better

    Chapter 49 Robin was giggling as Patrick carried her into his apartment. “I think April really enjoyed that cake.” “Yes she did.” He slammed the door shut with his foot and carried her over to the couch. Sitting down, he reached over and began taking off her shoes. “Do you think she’ll be okay with leaving the hospital on Monday?” “I do.” She nodded her head. Patrick and Robin had spent a lot of time with the accident victim and were shocked to find out that she had no place to live. It took a lot of persuasion but Robin was able to get the Quartermaines to secure a small, furnished apartment for April not far from the hospital. Patrick had discovered that April had an Associate’s degree from one of the local community colleges and they were able to get the young woman a job at the AIDS clinic working in the file room. “I feel better now that I know she has a home to go to.” “Because you my dear,” he kissed her neck, “are an amazingly persuasive woman.” Robin moaned at his kiss. “You know what that does to me.” “Yes I do.” He pulled away from her and reached down to begin massaging her feet. “How are your feet feeling?” “Oh they hurt. I can’t believe that Maxie chose those shoes for us to wear.” The six inch stilettos were not comfortable in the least. “I’m used to heels but they usually have a more stable heel. She’s lucky I didn’t break an ankle walking down the aisle.” “Well you were still the most beautiful woman there, wobbly walk and all.” Robin had taken Patrick’s breath away when she appeared at the chapel doors. The dress was dark blue and cocktail length with a gathered waistband, spaghetti straps and a softly shirred skirt. Maxie had declared that the women would wear their hair down and Patrick loved the soft waves that flowed down to her shoulders and framed her beautiful face. “Don’t tell the bride that.” Robin laughed and then moaned as his hands gently massaged her aching feet. “Oh Dr. Drake, you have the best hands.” “I know and you have certainly enjoyed them quite a bit over the last few months.” It had been several weeks since he stuck himself with a contaminated needle and Patrick was doing well. Their love life had not suffered at all, even though the still hadn’t made love since that night. However, they were both creative people and found mutually satisfying ways to be together. Patrick had never been as satisfied as he was with Robin. Work was going great too. His father’s hangover remedy had helped him with the nausea from his protocol and he was still operating on a daily basis although he had seen an upswing in the number of HIV positive patients who were requesting his services. A local news station had done a story on April and his role in not only saving her life but also stopping her from being transferred from GH. Sneed had been furious about the story but the board had been thrilled with the publicity. Patrick was one of the best surgeons in the states and the handsome doctor was the perfect doctor to bring in additional funding. Since April’s surgery, Patrick had been requested to help HIV positive patients with migraines, stitches, and even a broken arm in addition to his normal workload. Robin couldn’t say she was thrilled with this development but these patients deserved the best and Patrick was certainly that. “Yes I have.” Robin leaned over and kissed him. “And I love every moment of it.” “You do huh?” Patrick leaned over and kissed her on the neck again, letting his lips linger on that special spot a moment longer. “Yes.” The word came out as a hiss of pleasure and her hands wrapped around his neck to pull him closer. She was just reaching for his belt when she heard a loud beeping sound coming from her purse. Seconds later Patrick’s pager went off as well. She pulled her pager out of her purse and looked at the page. “It’s Epiphany.” Patrick looked at him pager. “Mine too.” He pulled his cell phone out of his pocket and made the call, scared of what he was going to hear. “Epiphany, you paged me?” Robin watched his face while he listened to what the nurse had to say. Her face fell as his head dropped. “I understand. We’ll be right there.” He set down the phone and pulled Robin close. They would leave in a minute but first he just needed to hold her. ______________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ The couple walked in to see Alan standing by April’s bed, carefully covering the young woman up with a sheet. He heard their footsteps and turned around to address to them. “April died from complications caused by AIDS. Once the blood vessel ruptured, there was no way to control it because of the kaposi sarcoma. Unfortunately, when the disease progresses this far, there's very little we can do about it.” Robin walked over and stared down at body in the bed for a minute before speaking. “Don't you ever get tired of that? I mean, you're always so kind and so level when you have to break the bad news and give all the awful details. I mean, how many times have you actually given that speech since the AIDS crisis started? We tried this medicine, we tried that one, but in the end, it doesn't matter. Because the truth is AIDS kills people.” “Robin…” Patrick had never seen her like this. He reached for her but she turned around and fled the room. “Alan, I need to…” “Go Patrick.” Alan patted the doctor on his shoulder. “She needs you.” ___________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ “Here you are.” Patrick walked up to her as she sat on the dock. He sat down next to her. “When you took off, I figured you went to one of two places. The hospital roof, I know you go there to let yourself hurt, or here. I went to the roof first but you weren't there. Then I remembered you brought me out here the day that I was exposed to AIDS and told me to look past the water at the horizon, try and see the bigger picture.” Robin gave him a sad laugh. “That sure sounds like me - full of unsolicited advice and positive affirmations. You know, why didn't you just tell me to shut up, that no perspective is going to change the truth, AIDS kills - millions and millions of people every day and there is still no cure. I mean, maybe it's not even possible.” Patrick hated seeing her like this, so hopeless. “You don't believe that.” She shook her head. “You can throw more money at it, you can develop new drugs. The drugs are working, but no one knows how well really or for how long. The doctors tell me that if I stay on the cocktail, that I could live a long and healthy life, but nobody knows for sure. The only thing that's for sure is that, if and when the drugs stop working, AIDS is going to ravage my body and kill me just like it killed Stone and just like it killed April.” He watched her for a moment and made a decision. “I don't know where this defeatist attitude came from, but it's unacceptable.” Robin was shocked. “Gee, sorry I'm not cheerful enough for you.” Patrick turned her around so she was facing him. “Look, I don't need you to dance the jig but you've conditioned me to expect a certain something from you: positive reinforcement and optimism in the face of adversity.” He took a deep breath and continued to try and get through to her. “Look, when I was exposed to HIV in the operating room, you were right there for me, pushing me to get immediate treatment, quoting statistics, endorsing the protocol, assuring me that I was going to be ok.” Robin sighed. “Because your chances are excellent, my case is a little bit different. I have HIV and yes, thanks to the cocktail, my viral load is zero but this disease is still inside of me. It's like a time bomb waiting to go off.” She rubbed her forehead. “I have tried not to dwell on it. I've tried not to be fatalistic. But maybe I'm just in denial. Maybe I just can't face the truth.” Patrick let his frustration take over. “You want truth? April died but that doesn't mean you will.” Tears fell from her eyes as she turned away from him. “We can't assume that and it's arrogant to think that we can. Just like it was arrogant of us to paint all these pretty pictures for April of a life that she never had any chance of experiencing. I mean, her defenses were already up. She had accepted the fact that she was going to die and then you and I came along spinning all this nonsense about the future and her happiness.” “We saved April's life. We gave her time that she would have never had. Now, that's got to count for something.” He ran his hands through his hair. “Look, time is the most precious commodity we have, and I learned that from you. You could live with HIV for the next 30 years, walk out of your house and get hit by a bus or, if you still live in Port Charles, stray bullets. None of us know how much time we have left. The only thing we can do is make the most of it and that's what I plan on doing with you. So you can be as mad and angry as you feel you need to be, but I am not going to let you give up. I'm not going away.” Robin wiped her eyes and turned back around. “Ugh - you picked a lousy time to start being wonderful.” Patrick held out his arms. “Come here.” He had to wait only a moment before she walked into his embrace. He wrapped his arms tightly around her and slowly began to rock her as they stared out over the water. Somehow, someway they would make it through this and they would do it together.
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