Off The Ice // A Patrick Kane Fanfic

Epilogue

One Year Later

I'm glad I fought for us.

"So you're actually not pissed at him?" I ask Kailey now. She laughs, shaking her head.

"He did a stupid thing, but he's your boyfriend. I would think something was wrong if he wasn't messing with my life."

"He ruined your proposal!" I laugh. "How did you not kill him?"

"Oh I tried," she giggles. "Jonny had to hold me back. I was going to rip his balls off."

"Don't do that," I sigh. "You always threaten to do that."

"I always have a reason," she shrugs. "Besides, you threaten to neuter him on a daily basis."

It's true. But, I never mean it. Well, almost never.

"I'm so over talking about my engagement," Kailey lies. "How are you?"

I shrug, but ruin it with my smile. "I'm . . . pretty great acutally."

The amazing thing is it's true. After I got out of the hospital last year, Patrick and I had a long talk. There were tears, laughs, and more than a lot of yelling. But we worked it out. We decided to wipe the slate clean.

Now, we just moved in together and have one of the strongest relationships I've ever seen. We don't keep things from one another anymore. And we don't walk away from our fights. That was one condition I insisted on.

There have been more than a few moments where I wondered if it was the smart move, fighting for us.

"There's my girl!" Patrick shouts as he sits down next to me. He kisses me soundly before pulling back and ordering a drink. His smile nearly blinds me when he turns it back my way, triggering a bright grin of own.

These moments outnumber the bad ones. These are the moments I stayed for.

I motion for him to lean in. He does so, grinning still. "Wanna know a secret?" I whisper. He nods, chuckling. "I love you."

His chuckle turns into a full blown laugh. "Oh baby that stopped being a secret a long time ago. But I'll tell you one of mine," his lips brush mine, and I smile into the light kiss. He whispers his secret to me, without leaning back "I love you, always."

I smile at his words. Yeah, I really love this man.

Instead of answering, I kiss him. Again, and again, and again.

A/N: Well this is it. I want to apologize for wrapping this up so quickly, however I didn't want to leave it unfinished completely. Considering what is going on right now, I want to make it very clear that if it comes out that it's true what happened, I do not support him. I do not support that at all, no matter who the person is. In the meantime until we know for sure what happened, I'm keeping from making judgement. I believe in waiting for the facts. However I did want to get this done, since I know when more facts are released there will be questions and I didn't want questions to maybe be asked here. This is a story I started writing for a friend who needed  a distraction. She hasn't read it in months, but so many other people have, and that means a lot to me. I like to think you'll keep reading my stories, even though most of them aren't hockey related. I like to think you won't judge me for choosing to finish this story (even as short as the ending is) because it would be very hard for me to have left it alone. I'd like us all to remember that this is a work of fiction. It is not to be taken seriously, or taken as anything more than an entertainment. I love you all and I hope you want to keep reading my stories. All drama aside I hope you enjoy the writing, and I just want to thank you all for being the best readers ever and sticking with my stories even when I take 902385027593842 years to update. You're the greatest, and I love you all so much. One last time here, thanks for reading!