Undeniable Part 15


"I'm really sorry Robin, especially for hurting you, but this is for the best," he said kissing her on the cheek as he left for the airport.

Tears continued to flow down Robin's face as she watched Jason walk out the door and her life.

"How did things get to this point," Robin wondered aloud. "Just a few hours ago we were happy and now I'm all alone again."

Pacing back and forth, she replayed their every waking moment in her head. From the time he woke up from the coma until he walked out the door.

"There must have been signs that this was coming, but I just didn't want to see it."

As the memories continued to play in her mind, she started to remember subtle changes in his behavior about three months ago. Robin didn't give it much thought at the time, just part of his growing process.

Slowly, she started to remember being unable to reach him for hours at a time, while of town. And his unusual attentiveness. She thought he was being romantic, but it was really to keep her from becoming suspicious.

The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. "Liability to my career my ass!" she spat. "You're screwing someone else. And I'll bet it's Carly."

Placing her luggage on the bed, Robin began packing for her trip home to Port Charles. "It's clear that Ms. Carly and I will have to have a woman to slut conversation. If she thinks that I'm just going to sit back and let her slither in and take Jason from me, she has another thing coming."


Arriving in Port Charles the following afternoon, Robin headed straight to C&B, which was a restaurant/nightclub that Carly opened last year with financing from Jason, much to Robin's disapproval.

Robin was sure the place would go belly up within weeks, but to her surprise, C&B's was quite the hot spot. Not bothering to make an appoint, Robin headed straight to Carly's office.

"Excuse me, do you have an appointment?" asked the receptionist blocking Robin's entrance to Carly's office.

"No, but I'm sure Ms. Robert's will see me," Robin demanded trying to bypass the woman.

"Well, Ms. Robert's is not in her office at the moment," she stated determined not to let Robin pass.

"You're, lying!" Robin shouted. "I know she's in there and I'm not leaving until I see her."

"Look, Ms. If you don't leave now, I'll be forced to call the police."

Realizing she was losing control and not wanting to get Mac involved, Robin finally calmed down. "Please, tell Ms. Roberts that Robin Scorpio would like to talk to her. I'll be waiting in the restaurant."

"I'll be sure to give her the message," stated the receptionist. Oh, I'll let her know that you're nuts, she thought to herself.

Robin was seated at a booth in the back corner of the restaurant. "You need to get it together," she whispered under her breath. "Losing control will only make people suspicious."

(The sound of two female voices seated in the booth behind her, distracted Robin from her thoughts.)

"I think she has someone on the side," said the woman with the high pitched voice.

"Now why would she have someone on the side, when she has that young, handsome and rich AJ Quartermane?" stated the older woman, obviously unconvinced.

"Well, lately she has been distracted and disappearing for long periods of time and I hear AJ's been out of town on several business trips. You know when the cat's away, the mice will play."

Robin drowned out the remainder of their conversation.

"Could it be true, that Ms. Goody two-shoe Keesha Ward is having an affair?"

Sensing an opportunity to dig up some dirt on Keesha, as extra measure to keep her away from Jason, Robin decided to hire a private detective to do some snooping.

"So how long do you want me to follow her?" asked Ray Armstrong, as they sat in his black Honda SUV that was parked behind the Pine Valley Motel.

"Until I tell you to stop or until you find some useful information," Robin said. "Besides, what does it matter? You're being well paid."

"I can see someone got up on the wrong side of the bed this morning," he joked.

"Look, I was told you're very good at this kind of thing and if it weren't for your gambling and that embarrassing embezzlement mishap, you'd still have a job with the LAPD."

"Well, someone's been doing her homework," he stated, no longer amused.

"It's my understanding that you're into the bookies for $30,000. If you get me some juicy dirt, you can pay the debt in full."

Ray couldn't pass up this opportunity. The bookies were breathing down his neck. If he didn't pay up soon, bones would be broken.

"Okay, I'll do the job, but I want half the money up front."

Robin pulled out $15,000 in large bills from her briefcase. "You'll get the rest, if you deliver," she said closing the car door behind her.

"We'll meet here in one week, room 112 for a progress report."

"See you in one week," he said driving off, watching her through his rearview mirror.

"I don't know what your story is lady, but who ever you've got it in for better watch out."