Ellen went to the store and picked up some random groceries before she made it back home. She was a liar, but she didn't necessarily want to look like one. "I'm home!" She went in the kitchen and placed the bag on the kitchen island. Chris entered the kitchen. "I know, I should've called, I'm sorry." He walked up to her and pecked her lips. She cringed internally.
"I got scared." He checked what's inside the bag and took out an apple. "I'm a big girl, Chris. I'm not gonna get lost or kidnapped."
"You can at least make sure I know that." He took a bite out of his apple. "I know. Bit I passed out as soon as I stopped filming." He nodded. "Did you have sex scene or something?" Ellen frowned. "Why?" Avoiding eye contact, she walked to the fridge. "You have a man's perfume all over you." The first thing she saw was a water bottle. She could use a little bit of refreshment. "Yeah, he overuses right?" He nodded. "I have a meeting so I'm gonna get going okay?" Ellen nodded. "Sure."
"Where will you be tonight?" Chris mocked. "Home by eight, I promise." Chris smiled and walked out of the house.
Taking a sigh of relief, Ellen walked up to the second floor. Stella had already left for school and Ellen felt guilty for not being there in the morning. She went in and took a shower, as much as she wanted to keep yesterday's memories on her body, she needed to hide them. So she washed off his sent, and put on a turtle neck shirt and jeans. She had to make sure the marks stay unnoticed by her husband.
Grabbing her purse, she walked out of the house and took the five minutes car ride to set.
Walking inside her trailer, she thought about how she's back right where she started. Two days ago she was only remember the painful moments she had in this small room. Now, the memories flashing her mind where the most beautiful.
October 19th, 2007
Ellen and Patrick stumbled inside their trailer, laughing so loud their giggles filled the silent night. "I can't believe it!" Ellen said through her laughs. "He just-" Patrick tried to finish his sentence but broke down laughing. "Dear Lord," Ellen caught her breath. "I'm so happy this love triangle storyline is over." Patrick walked up to her.
"I'm the only one you want kissing your lips." He caressed her cheek tenderly. "Don't get too cocky." His hand wrapped around her waist. "But it's true." His lips pressed against her neck. "We agreed," Ellen sighed. "It's stupid." Patrick kept on kissing her smooth skin.
"It makes the acting way more fun, Patrick." He stopped, looking at her, he rolled his eyes. "Meredith and Derek's sex life have nothing to do with ours. 'No sex for us until they get to sleep together again'? Really?" Ellen snorted. "C'mon Paddy. It makes things just so much more exciting at the end," Her small hands wrapped around the hem of his jeans.
"You're evil." He gasped. "I know." She kissed him, and went inside the bedroom. "We can talk? And cuddle?" A huge smile drew on her lips. Cozy moments like the ones she's imagining give her butterflies. "I can take that." He stepped inside the average sized room and, taking off his jeans, he put on the sweatpants he kept in the closet as Ellen put on her nightgown.
Patrick wanted to enjoy the nights when she still didn't have to go home to Chris every night. So, for a week now, they have been sleeping in the trailer. And they would be doing exactly what they were doing until Jillian gets back from New York, and the universe rips them apart painfully.
Present day
"Ellen?" The door knocked. "Yes?" She opened the metal door and her assistant flashed her a smile. "They're calling for you." Ellen nodded. She had already finished her and walked alongside her assistant to the set. "Alright we're ready! This is the last scene before we wrap." Justin stood next to Ellen. He tapped her shoulder. "You ready?" Ellen smiled her contagious smile. "Definitely."
They took place on the exam bed in the hallway built in the set. "Aaaaand....." Ellen's phone rang. "Sorry, I'm sorry." Ellen stood up. Her assistant picked up her phone. Her expressions changed. Clearing her throat, "it's an unknown number," she said. Then she looked at her boss, and Ellen knew that it was Patrick. "Pompeo can we get back to the scene I wanna get home." Ellen nodded.
As they finished the episode, Ellen put on her robe and grabbed her phone. She walked outside and her assistant followed her. She cleared her throat and Ellen sighed. "What?" She turned around. "Him again? Really?"
Ellen walked inside her trailer and she followed her in. "After everything he put you through," She cut her off. "He didn't put me through anything. Those were the consequences to my actions and his. We cheated. It wasn't gonna end well either way."
"So what makes you think it'll end any better this time?"
"Because this time he's not married." He assistant's eyes widened. "He divorced Jillian? For you?" Ellen turned her phone to the small sized woman and showed her a text notification that said "It's done. I'm divorced." followed by a missed call. "Why so shocked?"
"What about Chris?"
"I don't know yet. That's why I'm not gonna answer Patrick's text. Yet..." Her assistant sat down. "Ellen, I've been here through all of it. And you know that I want what's best for you. I think it's time you start thinking about yourself." Ellen smiled, nodding.
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Fanfiction"Without any additional word, Ellen walked out of the room, her heart cracking in her chest. His sent was all over her. His image the first thing on her mind. "Ellen!" His voice. She walked away faster, but his voice was still as close as it was sec...
