"Mac, Mac. Wake up." Bobbie shook him awake the next morning. "You need to get up and get some food in your stomach. I went out and got some coffee and cinnamon rolls."

Mac rubbed his eyes and tried to wake up. He grabbed a coffee from Bobbie and slowly sipped it. "I'm sorry you slept in a chair last night. I'll sleep on the floor tonight Bobbie."

"It's ok. I will be taking a nap later but it's no big deal." Bobbie sat down on the bed, "How did you sleep?"

"Better. I'm glad you are here. It was the first night I didn't crave a drink. Thanks for listening to everything." Mac said wearily.

Bobbie looked at Mac sympathetically. "Mac you have to first accept that Felicia and Maxie are gone and that it is not your fault. It is so hard, trust me I know. When I lost BJ and was caught kissing Damian Smith, well it was not my proudest moment." Bobbie stopped and took a drink of her coffee. "We all grieve differently but Mac we have to grieve. It's all done in different times but you have to accept that they are gone."

Mac's eyes teared up, "It's just so hard. With BJ, it was an accident. Maxie killed herself and I didn't see how distrurbed she was. I feel like I am to blame and I think I will always feel that way."

Bobbie laid her hand over his and lowered her voice. "You can't blame yourself for this. Now we need to tackle this day. We have to take one day at a time. Why don't you take a shower and we will go for a walk and let the maids clean in here. Maybe catch some lunch or something."

"What about work Bobbie?"

"I called Alan and requested some personal time. I have so much vacation time accured he said it was ok." Bobbie paused and got up. "I also called Robert and let him know that I was with you and that you were ok. He would like for you to call him."

Mac got up, "I will after I take a shower." He grabbed some clothes and headed for the bathroom, "Bobbie?"

"Yes Mac?"

"Thank you."

"No Patrick, I don't like the couch like that." Robin was standing in the living room watching Patrick position the couch in the living room. "It needs to be centered more. Can you move it to the left a little, like two inches? Then I will hang the mural up over it."

Patrick moved the couch over and stood back, admiring his work. "What do you think?"

"Perfect." Robin slowly turned around to survey the room. "I think it came out great. All we have to do is make it a home now."

"Babe, it was my home the moment you and I moved in." Patrick came over and kissed her. "I love you."

Robin closed her eyes and smiled. "I love you too."

Patrick enfolded her in his arms. "I think that this whole house has really come together. The paint job looks great. I am loving the plasma TV and that king size bed is such a bonus. Waking up next to you is the greatest feeling ever." Patrick leaned down and kissed her. Mid kiss, his pager went off. "Oh Robin I have to call the hospital."

"I understand." Robin walked over to some boxes and started to unpack one of them that had some of their knick knacks and books in them. She looked up as he closed his phone. "What's going on?"

"One of my patients needs emergency surgery. Then I have that other surgery scheduled right after that which is going to be about six hours if I am lucky. I am looking at a really full day now." Patrick scratched his head and apologized.

Robin walked over and gave him a kiss. "Honey, we will have other days. I will unpack and put things away. Maybe call Brenda and see what is going on with her and Sonny."

Patrick smiled and kissed her. "Have I told you lately that I love you?"

"You can tell me again." Robin smiled, kissing him back.

"I love you."

Alan was walking towards the Nursing Station when he felt the pain in his back. It was not the first time he felt in the last few hours. He grimaced and grabbed his back, rubbing it. He saw Monica at the Nurse's Station and stopped over to say hello.

Monica saw that a fine sheen of sweat had broken out on his brow. "Alan, are you ok? I know you didn't sleep last night. You were tossing and turning all night. What's going on?"

"I just couldn't get comfortable last night. Now I have this pain in my back. It keeps throbbing and won't go away. It's spreading too, down my legs. Also, my foot is cold." Alan's face was turning whiter. "I know that there is something wrong."

Immediately Monica yelled for a nurse to get a wheelchair. "Alan we are taking you to the ER to get examined." Alan sat in the wheelchair and the nurse wheeled Alan into the ER and into a room. Monica asked the nurse for either Dr Drake to be paged as well as Emily.

"Alan, I want to perform an echocardigram right now and a CAT scan. I need you to get undressed and put the gown on, ok?" Monica barked to the nurse to get another doctor in there and some nurses to bring in the portable CAT and EKG machine. They quickly complied. "Alan, I am not going to leave here, ok? I will stay here with you."

Alan lay back and closed his eyes. "This is bad, isn't it Monica. What do you think it is?"

"I'm not sure Alan, until I see the EKG." Monica replied.

Emily came bursting into the room. "Mom, Dad, what's going on?" Monica filled Emily in on Alan's symptons and asked Emily to call everyone to get to the hospital as soon as possible.

Emily kissed her father. "I will Mom. I love you Dad and I will be right back." Emily rushed to a phone and called the Mansion. Alice answered and Emily asked to speak to anyone that was home, preferably Ned if he was there.

Ned picked up the phone, "Hi Emily, what's up?"

"It's Dad. He is having some pains and it looks serious. Mom is running some tests. Can you please get everyone down here? I can't tell Grandfather over the phone. Can you please break it to him?" Emily's voice broke as she spoke.

"Is he having a heart attack?" Ned asked, worried.

Emily clutched the phone, "I don't think so. We are doing an EKG and a CAT scan to see what's going on. Can you just please call everyone so I can go back there? I don't want Mom alone right now. This looks bad Ned."

"Of course. We will be there as soon as we can. Go back in there and I will call my mother and Dillion. I will have Brenda call Jason at the same time and try to get him to come. Monica would appreciate that." Ned said.

Emily tried to hold back the tears, "Yes she will. I have to go. Thanks Ned."

Ned hung up the phone with a heavy heart and walked into the living room where Edward was reading the paper and talking with Brenda. Edward looked up and laid down the paper. "Ned, what happened."

"Emily just called from the hospital. It's Alan. He's having pains and they aren't sure what it may be We need to go to the hospital now." Ned spoke softly. "Brenda, can you call Jason and ask him to get to the hospital? I will call Tracy and Dillion from the car. Brenda if you can't get Jason, can you ask Sonny to convince him?" Brenda nodded and left the room.

Edward crumbled. "Not my son. He is stronger than that. He will be ok, right? Right Ned?"

Ned hugged his grandfather and led him towards the door. "He will Grandfather. He takes after you."