Disclamier: I don't own Grey's.

This first chapter is really short, but it's really just an intro. It'll be much loger in the next chapter, so I hope that you'll stick with it!

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It was a dark cold night. It was not an unusual one. There was nothing different from any other night in Seattle. But this one was indeed different. It was the night that Meredith Grey would go missing, and her life, as well as others, would be turned upside down.

She was only walking to her car by herself after a long surgery. She was glad to be finally going home so she could get some sleep before the next day came and she had to do it all over again. Her relationship with Derek had been so rocky for a while that she found salvation in diving into her work. It kept her mind off of things that she just didn't want to think about, including Derek and his little friend Rose.

She searched through her bag to get her keys out. She was so tired she hoped that she would even make the ride home. She was wondering if it would just be better to stay the night in the on-call room or something when she heard footsteps behind her and she turned around to see the face of a man that would haunt her for the rest of her life.

She did not expect the man to do what he did. Why would she? She was only half awake anyways and was not used to being kidnapped in parking lots. But this man seemed to know what he was doing. He grinned a grin that truly scared her and made her wonder who exactly this man was. She knew that he was coming to speak to her, and wished that he wouldn't. With this no desire to speak she hurriedly turned away and tried to open her car door. But he knew that she was trying to escape him and came up behind her before she could even get inside. She was grabbed from behind with a scream, but the scream never did her any good in the emptiness of the night. Before she could do much else, everything went dark and she knew no more

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Of everything that Derek and Meredith had been through, this was definitely that hardest of everything. Derek ended up wishing that he would have just gave her one more chance, and hated himself for ever wanting to be with Rose, or ever even being with her at all, regardless if he wanted it or not. Derek loved Meredith, and he had for the longest time. He knew no one would ever come close to what she meant to him. There was no other Meredith Grey. There was no other girl for him. He wished that he would just accept that, and accept her. But he didn't. And then, suddenly, that chance was gone. It seemed to have gone at least. He woke up to hear that Meredith Grey had disappeared, and he thought after his initial shock: what was I thinking?