After the Storm – Chapter I
Meredith opened her eyes.
The room was dark except for the lights of the street lamps outside illuminating the room with deathly glow. She wasn't supposed to go to sleep. It was late now, she had to get up.
How late?
Meredith quickly shifted her head to the other side of the pillow to see the back of Christina's perfected styled head, the white flowers still clinging to her hair. She was curled up on the bed, clinging to the sheets as she lay there in her bridal undergarments. Meredith quickly turned away and looked through the window to the night outside.
Was this how relationships really end? With wasted weddings and sudden goodbyes until you ended up lying on your bed in your underwear, bawling your eyes out?
Meredith shuddered slightly and looked back over to Christina.
What had just happened that day? Everything seemed like a blur, the Chief and then Derek and then Christina. Everything Meredith had hoped for, everything Meredith thought could show her that happy-ending things could happen were ripped apart, torn to shreds and stamped on the ground.
Derek said she was the love of his life and yet she was sleeping in bed with a half naked Christina.
Meredith rolled over to her back and stared up at the ceiling. She was an attending, Burke left Christina, Derek and her were over.
Suddenly there was a noise next to Meredith. Christina shifted slightly then groaned.
"What time is it?" Meredith heard Christina mumble as she broke the silence of the room.
"Go back to sleep." Meredith said quickly, still staring up at the ceiling. She needed time to think. It was too early to be flung back to reality.
There was silence again. Christina shuffled her knees up on top of the sheets a bit more then stopped. Silence again.
"Has he come back?"
Meredith remained staring at the ceiling in hesitation as the silence slowly swallowed up the room. Her eyes began to warm a bit and a knot grew harder at the back of her dry throat as slowly the events of the day came rushing to her. Quickly she swallowed back the knot and turned onto her side, moving up to Christina and holding her close as she felt Christina breathe faster and heavier.
Slowly Christina's breaths became slower, and Meredith closed her eyes.
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"Hey."
Callie chucked her hotel key card on the table with her handbag as she walked into the room.
"Hey." George responded mechanically as he remained sitting up on the bed, staring at the blank space in front of him.
"What's up?" Callie jumped on the bed next to him, kicking off her high heals as she shifted closer to him. "Why didn't you go to the wedding?"
"Oh I um...I had some stuff to do at the hospital."
Callie looked at George's face curiously then smiled kindly. "Well, it's not like you really missed the wedding. You won't believe what happened. Burke totally walked out on Christina."
"Burke?" George suddenly turned his head to Callie.
"Yeah, I know. I had my money on Christina but turns out everyone was wrong."
George looked away again and nodded his head slowly, suddenly looking up to Callie again. "Is Christina ok?"
"I don't know. She left after Burke. Meredith went after her after she called off the wedding. It's a shame though," Callie looked away in thought. "They really do seem like they love each other."
"Well, maybe it's good that he walked away." George quickly added. "I mean, it'd be better to walk away before the wedding if you have doubts, rather than to do it after you vowed to love and to cherish."
"Yeah…" Callie nodded slowly. "Guess we'll never know!"
George stared back at the space in front of him, his thoughts and anxieties flooding his head. "What do you think about Medical research?" He unwittingly blurted out.
"Huh?" Callie looked at him strangely.
"Nothing." George quickly defended. "Just…nothing. Don't worry about it."
Callie searched his faced curiously, her face starting to darken. Suddenly a smile grew on her lips as she hugged George's arm tighter in her arms. "Mercy West has a great Medical Research program…"
"Yeah." George sighed. "Yeah it does."
"Checking out the other side of the fence are we? Just think, you'll be working at Mercy West, I'll be Chief Resident at Seattle Grace, we'll get our own home soon and then we'll have a kid…"
"Hm." George forced a smile that quickly dissolved with his thoughts.
Callie shifted closer to him. "You know, we could try that whole baby thing again, seeing as how I shaved my legs, I'm wearing makeup and a hot brides-maid dress."
George pulled his gaze back to Callie and smiled reluctantly at her. "I'm… I'm kind of tired. It's been a busy day with the surgeries and the other stuff."
Callie watched as George lay down on the bed properly and flung the covers over himself. "Ok…love you." She said softly.
"Love you." George responded mechanically.
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Alex rolled up the bit of paper in his fingers and threw it into the bin near the door of the kitchen as he sat at the table alone, a half drunken bottle of beer next to his feet, as they lay plunked on the tabletop.
Alex reached over to his beer bottle again, picked it up and took another swig as he ripped off some more of the label and rolled it up into a ball with his fingers, throwing it over to the bin again. But something got in the way.
"Hey!" Izzie stood at the door of the kitchen as a small piece of paper rebounded off her brown dress and fell to the floor.
"Sorry." Alex responded coolly he took another swig of his beer.
Izzie walked into the kitchen and pulled up a chair at the table. "What are you doing here all alone?"
"Needed some 'me-time'."
"What happened with the Eva thing?"
Alex stopped taking a swig, put his beer back on the table and looked up at Izzie. "How come you're here so late?"
Izzie looked away. "The wedding was…a disaster. Burke ended up walking away."
"So how come you're here so late?" Alex continued.
Izzie looked back at Alex. "I was waiting for someone."
"Did they come?"
"No."
Alex picked up his beer again and took the last swig. Looking at the empty bottle in his hand he glanced at Izzie as she sat dejected on the wooden seat, hugging her bare arms for warmth, her makeup barely concealing the dark bags under her eyes.
Alex sat up in his chair. "Let's get you a beer."
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Derek walked up to the surgical board and scanned through the inbound and outbound patients, looking for a surgery he could scrub into. He needed a surgery. He needed something to go.
After everyone had left the church he was left alone, pondering where he could go to next. He couldn't go to Meredith's; she said they were over, he couldn't go back to the trailer; that would just leave him with only his thoughts. There was only one place he could go, the one place he shouldn't be straight after his good friend's catastrophe of a wedding, but yet there he was, scanning through the surgical board.
He just needed something to distract him, something to hold back the reality and the consequences of the day for just a tiny bit longer. Meredith said it was over and he just couldn't handle that yet. He needed a few more hours of ignorance.
Suddenly something shook Derek out of his thoughts.
"Excuse me?" The voice came again behind him.
Derek turned around to see a familiar figure. She was skinny, fair skin and had straight brown hair. And her face suddenly dropped as Derek turned around.
"Oh…ok." She mumbled.
A smile crept on Derek's face. It was the girl from the bar.
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NB: The question again: why am I doing this? I have absolutely no idea why, I just needed to vent I guess. And so this is just a continuation straight on from the season finale, cause no way in hell can I wait till next summer. In fact, according to this fanfic, I can't even wait a whole 2 hours.
Anywho, this was me venting, and I will continue if people want me to, so I'd like to hear what you think. And if I do continue I plan to continue. I mean, try and resolve most of the stories of something, even if it takes me a while. But I guess that's a bit too optimistic. And we all know about oppti…
Ok sorry, can't quote season finale yet. Still too hurtful. It's great, I love it, but still too hurtful.
Anywho, just to know whether to continue or not, if there's anyone out there reading this who isn't sick of post325: review! Cheers!