Welcome to my fic! This is actually my eigth and I hope you enjoy it. This contains Grey's characters in a Twilight premise, at least at first. There are no vampires in this fic nor do the Cullens make an appearance. This is also MerDer, but it will take a while to get there. So buckle up and enjoy the ride. Comments are appreciated. Thanks, Steph

Prologue - MPOV

"Hey Mer!"

I stopped walking down the hallway and looked at my fellow doctor and friend, Dr. Alex Karev.

"When we are within the hallways of this hospital, you will address me by the proper title of Dr. Grey." I mocked, acting like my mother.

"Yeah, yeah, whatever. Blow it out your ass." He said, smiling.

"Did you need something?" I asked, rolling my eyes.

"Yeah, did you hear? We are getting a new Neuro God." He told me.

"Yes, I heard. It is all anyone is talking about. Well, that and how he is bringing his famous doctor wife with him. Apparently, Dr. and Mrs. Perfect don't have names." I rolled my eyes. I was Chief Bailey's favorite right now and I didn't need or want anyone getting in the way of that.

"Jealous much?" He asked.

"No. Not at all. I just hope he is up for a little friendly competition is all." I snorted.

"Friendly? You? Yeah, not so much." He countered."What is that supposed to mean?" I asked, hands on hips."Need I remind you of the first day we met as interns? Or the case where you knocked me flat on my ass?" He asked, his eyebrow raised.

"Not my fault you got in my way." I shrugged.

"You clotheslined me!" He exclaimed.

"Again, not my fault."

"I had to have four sutures. And my ribs hurt for weeks." He complained.

"Oh you big baby. You are a former wrestler. Suck it up. Made you a stronger doctor and one who now knows to get out of my way." I teased.

"What are we talking about?" I grinned and Alex groaned.

"We are not talking about anything; Mer and I are talking about something. This is an A and B conversation, so C your way out." Alex sneered.

"You would think you two hated each other, but I know better. You love each other." I continued, ignoring their sneers. "And we were talking about the new docs gracing us with their presence." I told my friend of twenty years.

"Oh yeah, Brainless Brain Man and his Vaginator?" Cristina quipped. "Bailey is thrilled. She is like a little pixie dancing around. You would think this guy's cock was made of gold the way she is acting."

"Bailey is dancing?" I asked. The four foot ten inch woman made my mother quake in her boots, and that was saying something.

"Dancing, skipping…same thing. Big meeting later. See ya then. Don't be late." Cristina said and then walked swiftly down the hall.

My phone chimed that I had a text so I excused myself from Alex.

How is ur day?

I rolled my eyes. How hard is it to spell out your words?

Same crap, different bathroom. You?

Fine. Just got out of ass lift. Dinner 2 nite?

Okay, I get off at six and then I have to pick up Aves.

OK meet u at Alongi's. Later hoor.

It is Whore, your prick. And I will see you then .

ILY.

I sighed and typed out my response.

Me too.

I placed my phone back into my lab coat and went back to work.

/ICUY/

The next time I glanced at my watch it was almost four.

Crap!

I ran for the conference room. Bailey would have my ass if I was late.

I rounded the corner and saw that it was standing room only. I decided I was tiny enough to press through the crowd and get closer and if not, I hoped they watched out for my lethal elbows.

However, my way into the room was blocked.

I looked at Cristina and Alex.

"What are you doing? Let me by." I demanded, laughing looks on their faces made me take pause."What's wrong?" I asked sharply. "Is it Aves?"

Cristina hesitated and looked over her shoulder. I could see Mark, his jaw tense. He only looked like that if he was angry or worried. Wonder which it was this time.

He saw me and made his way to me.

"Hey. Can you tell these two to move out of my way before Bailey realizes that I am not in there and has my ass for dinner?" I asked him.

"I…" He trailed off, as if having trouble finding the words and ran a hand through his short locks. "You don't want to go in there."

"Why wouldn't I want to go in there? Is his breath so atrocious that I will pass out? That's okay; I will just give him a Tic Tac." I teased.

I moved to push past him. He stopped me."Mer. Please. Don't go in there." He pleaded.

I looked into his eyes, eyes so familiar to me. They were filled with worry and angst and concern and adoration. Whatever it was, it was freaking him out, which is turn was freaking me out. I shook it off.

"Whatever it is, it will be fine. Now let me go."

I wrenched my arm from his gentle grasp and pushed through the crowd. I heard Mark say my name lowly, urgently. I made it to the second row and took my place leaning up against the wall. If Sasquatch would move, I could see better.

"Now as you all know, I have been very excited about these new additions to our staff." The room laughed as they had seen the Cheif's rather exuberant behavior the last couple of days. "They come highly recommended and I would like to be the first to introduce you to Dr. Derek Shepherd and his wife, Dr. Addison Montgomery Shepherd."

The roar started in my ears almost immediately. My throat felt as if it were closing in. My eyes were burning. My lungs stopped constricting. I couldn't breath, couldn't move, couldn't think clearly. Just his name…over and over and over again in a loop.

Derek

Derek

Derek

I vaguely heard Mark saying my name, his hands fluttering around my face, my hair. And then he was in my sight. Time had touched him, subtly though. His hair was more controlled. His formerly lean body was more muscular. He had crinkles around his cerulean eyes. He had stubble that feathered his strong jaw. The body that tensed, the jaw that dropped open when the eyes landed on me, was the last thing I saw before I saw nothing.

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