Authors Note: Hey I have writers block on my other story Not Again so what better way to help than write another story. This has been in my head for awhile and I've been dying to type it so here it is…
Derek Shepherd ran when things got to tough.
At the age of five, one of his sisters used his favorite army men as a groom for Barbie. She shoved him into a tux and consequently poor GI Joe is still stuck in it. So he ran. He didn't get far only down the stairs when he smelled cookies but still he ran.
At the age of seven his Uncle Chris ran his dog Fred over in his truck. So after they got back from the vet he jumped out his window (the first floor window, thank God) and ran. Unfortunately it was only 1 pm in the afternoon and all his relatives were outside. As a result of this and the previous incident he was stuck with bells on his shoes till he was 11.
At the age of seventeen, he told his father he wanted to become a race car driver his dad shot him down. Telling him that he should and was going to be a surgeon (although he doesn't regret it as an adult) he furiously ran out of the house grabbed his keys and drove off. Driving until he ran out of gas about a quarter of a mile from his house.
After 10 years of marriage, when he found his wife in bed with his best friend he ran. This time he got a lot farther then before. He met Meredith and his whole world changed. Even after the horrible year or two he was happy with Meredith.
Now as he watched his five year old son run out of the kitchen after being told that his mommy had sucked his favorite toy up with the vacuum he couldn't help but smile.
"What are you smiling about Derek?" Mer asked him.
"Nothing" he replied standing up and grabbing his keys of the island.
"Well, then where are you going?" she asked.
"To the hardware store"
"Why?" she questioned getting impatient.
"To buy bells, something tells me we're going to need them."