Sabrina stared at her engagement ring and sighed dreamily as she pulled open the door to Kelly's. Unfortunately, as she walked over the threshold, she bumped into something - or rather someone - solid that stopped her in her tracks. Reflexively grabbing onto the person to regain her footing, Sabrina was about to mutter a "Sorry," when she realized the male body she'd run into was none other than Patrick. Although what the two of them shared and lost was buried on the ocean floor with the Titanic, the tingly feeling she got whenever her body was flush with his was something she'd never forgotten. After cursing herself for allowing her mind to go there, she stepped backward and then pasted on a smile and looked up at him to apologize. "Sorry about that, Patrick."

He smiled and Sabrina swore her heart melted a little. "No problem, Sabrina. It's not the first time and something tells me it won't be the last."

She couldn't help but genuinely smile back. "Yeah, given my clumsiness, it's unlikely, but I'm trying not to make a habit of it." Sabrina then stepped back further and motioned with her right hand for Patrick to exit the restaurant so she could enter. Since they didn't interact that much anymore now that their lives had taken such different paths, Sabrina was about to bid him a pleasant goodbye when he blurted a comment about wondering what had her so caught up in her thoughts.

Sabrina flexed her left hand, feeling the ring snugly there, and then held it out to him happily. "Michael proposed last night."


When Patrick asked Sabrina what had her thoughts a million miles away, he never expected to hear her say that she was engaged. Stunned, he echoed, "Michael proposed?" as he tried to wrap his mind around the turn of events. Last he knew she was with Carlos. When had she started dating Michael?

When Sabrina answered, "We were never officially dating. Things just, well, evolved..." Patrick realized he'd asked the question aloud. Still trying to process everything, he blurted, "What about Carlos?"

Sabrina pulled her hand back in and stiffened as she said, "It didn't work out. For a lot of reasons."

Since the party at the Haunted Star, they'd only seen each other briefly at the Ball. They exchanged hellos, but Patrick had been so involved with Sam that he hadn't lingered to catch up. When the anniversary of Gabriel's death had come, he and Sabrina mourned their baby separately. He had called to see if they could go to the cemetery together, but he got pulled into an emergency surgery and missed their appointment. Rather than rescheduling, Sabrina went alone and he went later. "I'm sorry," he said, even though he'd never liked the guy.

"I am too, but it all worked out for the best. Michael is amazing and we have a blast with little AJ. I'm excited to become a family."

Patrick felt a twinge of guilt when Sabrina mentioned being part of a family. He'd promised her that she was part of his and Emma's family but never made an effort to include her in their lives anymore. Patrick was about to suggest going for pizza sometime when Sabrina's phone rang. She looked down at the number and grinned from ear to ear. Returning her attention to him, Sabrina said, "Sorry, Patrick, it's my fiancé. I've gotta take this. I'll see you around, okay? Give Emma my best."

With that, Sabrina turned and entered the restaurant as she chatted pleasantly with her soon-to-be husband. Patrick gaped as he watched her retreating form. Never in a million years did he think he would be dismissed by Sabrina. He didn't like the feeling.