(Ellen POV)

I woke up in my guest room. I got up and went downstairs, almost expecting Chris to be there with the girls. "Hey." Patrick said softly. "Hi." I replied, looking at the sandwiches Patrick made for the kids. "Hi mama." Stella said. "Hi mama." Sienna followed. "Hi guys." I said, my voice raspy from all the crying. Right as I was about to say soemtning, my phone starting ringing. Camilla. I went into the other room and answered. "Hey." I said. "Hey el. How are you?" She asked. "I domt know." I admitted. "I was just gonna ask if you wanted me and Matt to watch the kids for the night." She offered. "Yeah, that would be great actually. Thank you." I said. "No problem el. If you need anytning, don't hesitate to ask. I'll pick them up in 20 minutes if that's good?" She asked. "Yeah that's good. Thank you." I said and hung up the phone. I went back into the kitchen. "Guys, do you want to have a sleepover with Hayden and Lucas?" I asked, trying to sound enthusiastic. "Yeah!" They replied. "Okay, let's go back your bags." I said as I walked them to their rooms.

(Patrick POV)

I knew Ellen was getting the kids out of the house so we could plan the funeral and stuff. She walked into their rooms and helped them pack. I got a text from Sandra. Haven't heard from her in a long time. "Look out for her. She's not answering my texts, and I'm assuming she's with you. Let me know when the funeral is and I'll be there. -Sandra." "I am. We are going to plan the funeral soon. I'll let you know details.- Patrick." I replied back. 10 minutes later, Ellen and the kids emerged from the rooms with 3 packed bags. Someone rung the doorbell, so I went over and opened it. "Hey Camilla." I greeted. "Hey Patrick. Is she okay?" She asked in a hushed tone. "Not reslly. I'm trying." I replied back. "Hi cammy." Ellen said as she came into the room with the kids and their bags. "Hey el." She replied softly. "Bye guys. Love you so much." She said as she kissed each one. Camilla led them out the door and drove off.

"We should probably start planning the funeral." She said as we walked into the kitchen. "Yeah. I looked up a company that does it all for you. You just have to pick what flowers and stuff." I explained. She nodded and watched as I clicked onto the website. She started choosing things and I just let her do her thing.

(Ellen POV)

This was not what I thought I would be doing today. I thought I would come home from a long day at work and then sit on the couch with my husband and kids and watch a movie. I didn't think I'd be planning his funeral with my best friend from years ago. We finished planning it. It was a set date for November 18, which was a week for now. We emailed everyone who Chris and I were friends with, which was basically all of the greys cast and some of his co workers. I knew other people would come too. It was only 3 now, so we didn't know what to do. "Do you want to do anything?" Patrick asked me. "I don't know what to do. He doesn't have any family to call, and neither do I aside from my siblings which I doubt they'll even come. How am I supposed to move on from this?" I asked. "I don't know El. You have all of our friends to help you though." He said. I nodded. "I'm gonna take a shower and change. I probably look like crap." I said. "You look great El. By the way, Jill and the kids are gonna move back down here for a while, so I'm not gonna leave you." He said. "You didn't have to do that Patty." I said softly. I secretly was really happy he was staying. "Yes I did. They'll be here tomorrow. Now, go take that shower." He said. I nodded and ran up to the bathroom. I turned on the water and stripped my clothes, stepping into the hot steam of water. I thought of how Chris and I would 'preserve water' and take showers together. I washed my hair and body and stepped out of the shower.

(Patrick POV)

As she took a shower, I decided to prepare some lunch for the both of us. She probably won't want to eat, but she has to. I go to her fridge to get some ingredients, when I come upon a note on the fridge. "9/12/2020 - Have a good day El. I love you so much. See you tonight <3."  He must have wrote this before he left. I open the fridge and grab some ingredients to cook some tuna melts. I put some bread in the toaster and began preparing the tuna. As I'm doing this, I think about how Ellen and Chris were so happy. They were always together onset, always holding hands or hugging. I believe they were together for 11 or 12 years. I know Ellen is trying to be strong, but it's not working very well. She's broken down multiple times already, and it's okay for her to do that. I just don't think she feels that way.

About 10 minutes later, our sandwiches are made and ready. Ellen must still be changing or in the shower, so I decide to look up what could help Ellen cope. As I read, it seems that going to therapy is very helpful. I'll bring that up when the time comes. A look for a few more minutes before I realize that Ellen had been in the shower for a very long time. My heart races at the thought of her hurting herself. I ran upstairs and bolted into her bedroom. The shower is still running. I knocked softly at the door. "El?" I asked. I can hear sniffling through the door. I open the door and my heart breaks at the sight. Ellen is sitting on the shower floor, sobbing with her head in her hands. I barely notice her naked body and I climb in the shower and hug her. I pick her up and wrap her in a white, fluffy towel. "I'm sorry. I know I'm wasting your time. You can go." She said. "El, I'm not going anywhere. Your still my best friend, even if we haven't talked in a while." I explained. "I miss him so much." She murmured as she began crying again. I just hugged her and whispered soothing words into her ear. I can't anything else.