Lost

Freinds over Work?

Ellen's Pov

After Jillian picked up the kids yesterday, I pick up my phone and call Shonda.

Shonda : Hello?

Ellen : Hi Shonda, it's me Ellen. Listen, I need to know if you're taking a break from filming until Patrick's back, or if I have to go to work tomorrow to get my scenes done. If not then I'll stay with Patrick in the hospital. He gets out in three days anyway.

Shonda : Ellen, I would rather you finish your scenes tomorrow, but if you really want to, you can stay with Patrick, I know how close you guys are. You wouldn't fool anyone to say that you guys aren't in love. But I understand, I'm not saying that you can't stay with Patrick, but I'm also not saying that you have to finish your scenes tomorrow.

Ellen : Shonda, I already know what I'm going to do. I'm going to stay with him.

Shonda : Very well then, I guess other cast members will get their scenes done while you two are gone.

Ellen : Thank you so much!

Shonda : don't mention it, keep him company, and make sure that he gets better. After that, make sure that he gets his ass back to work.

Ellen : Will do. Goodbye.

Shonda : Bye, tell Patrick that I hope he gets better.

Ellen : I will.

I hang up on Shonda and I'm actually really
glad that Shonda let me stay with Patrick, first of all, he'll need the company, because what are you going to do all day by yourself in this hospital room? I walk into his room and put my stuff on the side of the hospital bed. Patrick looks to be sleeping, but you can't be too sure. I sit down on his bed and grab his freezing white colored hand, I don't care though, the only way we can make it through is if we're together.

But on that phone call, how did Shonda already know that we are in love? It probably was a bit obvious, I'm starting to feel like we're more than just friends. Could be friends with benefits? I don't know.

He looks so cute when he sleeps, his mouth hangs open and his beautiful jet black hair is still in perfect shape. He's perfect for me, but I have Chris, Patrick has Jillian, but I have a feeling that they're going to divorce soon. Just watching him sleep makes my day, I feel like this relationship with Patrick could go somewhere, hopefully somewhere good because Patrick is mine soon, hopefully. And only mine. Our love is true.

"Patrick" I ask. "Patrick, please wake up." I hiss louder than before. He doesn't budge.

Patrick's Pov

The nightmare -

My mother, Ellen and I were walking around in the famous L.A mall. It was giantic, and this was a special day because it was the day that Ellen is meeting my mom. But things changed when I heard a loud gun shot, and then disturbing screams. My mind told me that we should get out of here, but I need to protect my mom and Ellen, two of the most important people in my life. We were almost at the exit of the mall, when a person caught us, he had a gun in his hand, I knew what was going to happen next, he was going to shoot us, so I did something incredibly stupid. I jumped in front of Ellen and my mom to protect them. But the gunman didn't waste one minute, he pulled the trigger and from then on, everything happened in slow motion. The bullet flew in Ellen's direction, I jumped in front of her, but I didn't stop it. The bullet hit Ellen square in the chest, and she collapsed on the ground. I started to cry, I can't believe that the love of my life is dead. But I need to protect my mom. The gunman pulled the trigger again and I jumped in front of her. It worked, but the bullet hit me in the stomach. I began to feel really dizzy and weak, but I needed to protect my mom. He pulled the trigger again, and I failed to protect her. The bullet hit my mom in the shoulder. She collapsed on the ground next to Ellen, and my world comes crashing down. Two of the most important people in my life are dead.

Ellen's Pov

All of a sudden, Patrick starts screaming and crying . I race to his side and take his hand. "Patrick, wake up!" I say. He sqeezes his eyes shut, and tears were running down his face like a river. "Patrick, it's me Ellen." He slowly opens his eyes and looks at me. "Hey, it's okay." I say. "El, I-I had a nightmare." Patrick says weakly. "Do you want to talk about it? Sometimes it helps to get it out of your system." I ask him. "Not really, but I'll tell you this much, you and my mom were in it, and b-both of you d-died, I was trying to save you and my mother, but I failed. I'm a terrible person. I shouldn't even be here right now, I should be dead." Patrick cries. I couldn't believe what I was hearing, maybe this is just from the nightmare. "Patrick, please listen to me, you are not a terrible person, you are a wonderful person. You should not be dead right now, you should be living in which you are. I'm sorry that you had a nightmare, and I love you so much." I say and hug him tightly.

No one's Pov

For the next couple of days, Ellen stayed in the hospital keeping Patrick company, they watched movies, played some board games and had fun, because it was just them, just Ellen and Patrick.