So last night I was watching Season 2 in the car and I came up with this idea. It's takes place during the elevator scene in 2.08.
Right now, it's a oneshot but I might continue it if I get the motivation. It's also my first Grey's fanfic so let me know how you like it.
Disclaimer: I in no way own Grey's Anatomy. I wish I owned Grey's Anatomy though. Because then I could make Patrick Dempsey be naked in every episode.
Fate.
I stopped believing in it after Derek's wife showed up. Before that, I had foolishly thought that Derek and I were fated to be together. Obviously, I was wrong.
To make things worse, fate likes to take any chance that it can get to remind me of just how wrong I was about Derek and me exactly. I have to work with Derek. And his amazingly beautiful, incredibly smart, painfully nice, not easy to hate wife. They're always there. A constant reminder of what I don't have. Of what I'll never have.
And apparently, fate's newest way of torturing me is having Derek be on the elevator every time I'm on. And of course, there he is now.
There he is standing up against the back wall with his perfect hair and his perfect everything. And here I am, with my hair that hasn't been washed in two days and a Hello Kitty band-aid on my forehead.
Yes, apparently fate loves to torture me.
I sigh and step on to the elevator, immediately turning around so I don't have to look at him. Standing there, I want to say something. Anything. I want to tell him that I love him. That I hate him for choosing her. That I don't know if I'll ever be the same again. Before I even realize it, I say something.
"I miss you."
Damn it. That is not what I was planning on saying. Even though it's true. I do miss him. I miss him more than anything.
I can feel him move towards me. His breath falls on my neck as he leans into me. I forgot how good it feels to be close to him.
Damn. It feels good to be this close to my Meredith again. Even though she's not my Meredith anymore. It feels different. Different than anything I've ever felt before. Different but right. It feels so right.
I inhale her scent. The scent that is so Meredith. She always smelled like some type of flower. I always meant to ask her what it was but I never got the chance.
All I want to do right now is gather her in my arms and take her right there in the elevator. I want to feel her body pressed against me. I want to taste her again. God, I want that more than anything.
Her body tenses underneath me as the elevator dings, signaling our arrival. I pull away reluctantly as the elevator doors open.
"I can't," I whisper in her ear. But oh how I wish I could.
I watch as Derek steps out of the elevator. Part of me is grateful that I don't have to be close to him anymore. The other part of me is begging for him to come back so that I can feel his warmth again.
I swear I see him hesitate before walking away. As if trying to decide who to choose all over again. For a second it looks as if he might keep going. But he doesn't.
He turns around and steps back onto the elevator, pushing me up against the back wall. I close my eyes and wait. For what I'm not sure. My breathing becomes heavier as he leans even closer to me.
I don't even know what I'm doing at this point. I hadn't meant to turn around. But I did. And now I have Meredith backed up against the back wall of the elevator.
"I can't pretend anymore. I can't keep acting like I'm over you when I'm not. That you're out of my life."
The words come out of my mouth before I even know what I'm saying.
"I want you Meredith. I want you so bad. I want you to be a part of my life. I need you to be a part of my life."
She opens her eyes and looks into mine. I slowly lean forward and capture her lips with my own. God, how I missed her. My tongue enters her mouth and she moans with pleasure. Breathless, I pull away.
"It took being away from you to realize how much I love you. How much I need you in my live to survive."
Her eyes look into mine as if trying to decide if I'm telling the truth.
"I know I'm a little late. But I pick you. I choose you. I love you."