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Ellen and Patrick have been officially together for 8 months now they both divorced their spouses. No children in this story. They live together in this story. This is set at the end of season 9 filming.
Patrick's POV
I had just finished filming the last scene I needed to film of season 9. I was headed to mine and Ellen's trailer. So I could surprise her with something big. I opened the door to the trailer and there she was laying on the couch in a pair of sweatpants and a t-shirt. "Hey are you done filming your last scene of season 9?" she asked as she stood up off the couch and gave me a light kiss on my lips that radiated warmth throughout my whole body. "Yes baby I'm all done filming. Come on I have a surprise for you" I said as I grabbed her hand and led her out of the trailer to my car.
She followed behind me and asked me where we were going. I just kept leading her to my car and I told her to turn around. I then unlocked my car and grabbed out the plane tickets to Italy. I could tell Ellen was getting more impatient with me so I asked her to turn around while I was holding the 2 plane tickets in my hand. The second she saw the plane tickets in my hand the biggest smile appeared on her face. She then jumped up into my arms and kissed me on the lips she then asked "when are we going? what are we doing? how long are we staying for?" "Ok so we're leaving tomorrow morning at 9 a.m, we're going on a private yacht for 1 week and then staying in Italy for the other week."
Her face had one of the biggest smiles I had ever seen. She quickly started to ramble about things, which is when I suggested that we head home and start packing since we were leaving tomorrow morning. She quickly agreed with that and we drove home in my car.
No ones POV
At home Patrick and Ellen started packing for their two week trip. Patrick grabbed their suitcases out of the closet, Ellen started grabbing clothes she then asked Patrick "what type of clothes should I bring?" "Normal summer clothes, a few nice dresses for when we go out to dinner and definitely bathing suits preferably the ones that show off your ass" he said with a smirk on his face. She gave him a light smack on the head for his comment but she listened to him and packed the bathing suits that showed off her ass the most.
They continued packing once they were finished they decided to watch a movie before they went to bed. "What do you want to watch babe?" "Can we watch Grease?" "Of course we can." Patrick started the movie and sat down on the couch with Ellen. She laid in-between his legs with her back against his stomach as he stroked her luscious blonde hair. She soon had drifted off to sleep, once the movie was over Patrick picked her up bridal style and carried her into their bedroom and laid her down under the covers. He kissed her temple and whispered "goodnight Ellie I love you" and then went to set his alarm to make sure they got up in time the next morning for their flight.
Ellen's POV
All I could hear was the blaring alarm going off. I quickly hit the alarm off with my hand. It was 5:30 in the morning. I slowly started to get up and hopped into the shower. A few moments later I felt a pair of hands wrap around my waist. I turned around to see Patrick standing there naked and all I said to him was "we don't have time to do anything, we have to make sure we get to the airport on time." "We don't have to do anything but I like that your minds in the gutter, all I wanted to do was wash your hair and keep our water bill down" he said with a huge smirk across his face. All I did was smack him in the chest and say "My MIND is not in the gutter." He smugly replied saying "you're the one who suggested that I come in here to do something, not me which means your mind was in the gutter." "Whatever just wash my fucking hair like you said you were going to!" I said as I playfully hit him in the chest again.
