"Patrick." He replies, his voice small.
"No way, me too!" I laugh.
He laughs with me.
The two of us pose for the picture, and then his mom thanks me.
Little Patrick gives me a hug before skipping off in excitement with his mom.
I sit back down, a smile written on my face.
"You mean the world to so many people, Pat." Abigail says, smiling at me.
I have been approached countless times by fans when I'm with Abigail.
Whether it's when we're out for dinner, walking in Downtown Chicago, or out a bar, I often get approached by fans of all ages.
I don't mind at all.
Abigail is extremely used to it by now, and she loves it when people recognize me in public, to be honest.
Apparently, she's even been asked by a few fans for a picture with her when she goes to games at the United Center.
I never really thought about how she felt about it.
Being approached by fans has just become such a normal part of my life, I never think too much about it.
But what Abigail has just said, is intriguing.
"I never really thought of it that way." I shrug.
"Didn't you hear his mom? You're his hero, Pat." She laughs, finishing off her ice cream.
"Well, yeah, but I'm just... me. Just Patrick." I shrug.
Abigail shakes her head.
"You're so much more than that." She assures, her eyes wide.
I take my last spoonful of ice cream, and then stand up.
She stands up too, and I throw my arm around her waist.
We throw our empty cups out, and make our way back to the parking lot in which I parked earlier this morning.
"I don't think you understand just how important you are, Abby. To so many people." I explain, bluntly.
She looks over and up at me.
"Are you kidding?" She snorts.
"Not at all." I shake my head.
"I'm no Patrick Kane. I don't play on a professional sports team, I'm not a famous singer, I'm not a model, I'm just me. Just Abigail. You, on the other hand, are so much more than that. You say you are "just Patrick" as if it's a bad thing." She giggles.
"You think I care about that? Abby, you don't have to be famous or rich for me to love you. I love you for who you are, who you have been, and who you always will be. I swear to God that will never change." I say, as we reach our car.
"You're wonderful, Patrick. You really, really are." Abby shakes her head, smiling down at the ground.
I laugh, and we both get into the car.
About thirty minutes later, Abby and I have reached the lakehouse.
I park the car, and then the two of us head inside.
It's about 7:15 in the evening, so it's much too early to head to bed.
Therefore, we make our way through the house, past the backyard, and onto the sandy shore of Lake Erie.
I take Abby's hand as we take our first steps onto the sand.
The sand is grainy between my toes, as we are both bare-foot.
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This Love is Ours
Фанфіки*** It is HIGHLY recommended that you read "Shooting Stars" before this book.*** "And one thing that will forever fascinate me, is how immensely time changes everything." Patrick Kane & Abigail Quinn; a beautiful life.
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