EPILOGUE

A few days later...

Patrick smiled as Sabrina sat beside him in his SUV. "Where are we going?" She asked impatiently as her hands tugged at the lightly-tied blindfold over her eyes.

Patrick reached over and swatted her hand away. "I'm not telling and you'll ruin the surprise if you peek."

Sabrina huffed and crossed her arms defiantly. "The not knowing is killing me..."

"We're almost there, Sabrina. I think you can manage a few more minutes, can't you?"

Sabrina grumbled in response and sat silently for the few minutes it took him to get to their destination. The morning after he and Sabrina had finally gotten their family back together, Patrick threw himself into arranging this surprise for her. Once Patrick parked the car, he got out and walked around to the passenger side to help Sabrina out. Just like when she was recovering, he pulled her against him "accidentally" and held her for a moment. When Sabrina whined his name, he reluctantly let her go and began guiding her up the walkway with one hand while the other instinctively reached into his pants pocket to make sure he hadn't forgotten the most important element.

After they were inside, Patrick stood behind Sabrina and slowly lifted her blindfold. "Surprise," he said sweetly as she viewed the scene before her.

Sabrina gasped in pleasant surprise when the blindfold was removed and she saw that they were standing in the foyer of the church where they got married. Sabrina walked over to their engagement picture, which was sitting on the table where it sat the day of their wedding. Tracing the edges of the frame lightly, Sabrina asked, "What are we doing here? What's going on Patrick?"

Patrick quietly said, "You'll see" as he grasped her hand and pulled her with him through the door to the sanctuary - which was empty except for the collection of candles illuminating the room. Sabrina looked all around the candlelit room as she followed Patrick to the altar. Once they were there, Patrick reached into his pocket with his free hand and pulled out her wedding rings. Smiling, he asked, "Will you marry me again?"

Sabrina took her rings and held them in her hand. How could she have forgotten all about them? Patrick had never taken his off, but she hadn't worn hers since the day she left him. Looking from the rings to Patrick's hopeful face, Sabrina whispered, "Yes"

At that, Patrick gently picked the rings up from the palm of her hand. He turned her hand around and slid them back on her finger. When he was done, he raised it to his lips and gave it a featherlight kiss. When Sabrina went to pull her hand away so she could reach up and kiss him, he stopped her. "I know I am eminently kissable, but we aren't at that part yet."

"Huh?" Sabrina asked, confused.

"I have something I need to say first." Sabrina then worked to hold back tears of joy and love as Patrick professed that his past was his past and he was committed to a future with her, Emma and their baby. He admitted that he had taken her love for granted, spending most of their relationship pining over Robin, but that he would never make that mistake again. He promised to live the rest of his life appreciating what they have together and vowing to do his best to make every day better than her last.

When Patrick was finished, Sabrina told him how much she loved him - always had and always would. She vowed that she would trust in his love for her. When Robin came back, it killed Sabrina to see Patrick so torn between them, so she walked away to give him what she believed he had wanted all along despite the cost to her heart. She hadn't believed Patrick was over Robin, so she didn't trust that the life they built could withstand such a curveball. Sabrina was never so happy to be wrong. She was grateful to have a second chance with him and she was committed to making the most of it.

After exchanging their private vows, Patrick leaned down and kissed Sabrina sweetly and then pulled her into a tight hug. "I love you," Sabrina whispered as she held on for dear life. Patrick echoed her and then backed away slightly. "Emma's with Robin, so we have the house to ourselves. How 'bout we get out of here so I can show you how much I love you instead of just telling you?"

Sabrina pulled away and smiled. Grabbing his hand as she turned to walk down the aisle, Sabrina said, 'I thought you'd never ask."

The following Fourth of July...

Sabrina thought that it couldn't get any better than this. She was snuggled tightly next to Patrick on the bench. His one hand was draped over the back of the bench across her shoulders while the other held Emma close, who was staring at the fireworks in awe. After planting a light kiss on Sabrina's temple, Patrick smiled as he stared down at little Gabriel as he rested cozily in her arms. Sabrina followed Patrick's gaze and looked at the little tyke, cotton balls sticking out of his ears, as he slept straight through the show.

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