This is my first fic so reviews are much appreciated!!

Meredith watched the candles go out one by one when their wicks died down or the wind blew a particularly swirling breeze.

With each one, she lost a bit of hope that he would come back. But she wasn't done yet, she still had more to say.

After about an hour outside, she went back into his trailer and made some tea to warm her hands, sitting on the porch and waiting.

And she waited.

The drive to Rose's probably took an hour and a half, including the ferry ride. And he had to make sure he made the schedule, and breaking up with someone on a schedule was pretty hard to do.

Meredith felt bad for Rose. She knew what it was like to fall completely in love with Derek despite that little voice in her head telling her that he was trouble, that she was going to get burned. But she didn't listen then and isn't listening now. And she took her man back from that nurse.

She walks back out to the field after she finished, the light jolt of caffiene and the leftover adrenaline making her too jittery to be able to sit still.

There were only a couple candles left so she bent over and blew them out too. She was losing her nerve to tell him what she really came here to say.

Finally, a lone figure walked through the trees and out to the clearing for the second time to night. He walked straight up to her but he didn't kiss her, just held her instead.

"You're still here," he said.

"I'm still here."

"The candles are out."

"Yeah."

"How did you do it anyway?"

"It doesn't matter, Der."

He pulls back and looks deep into her eyes, trying to read her emotions and she opens herself up and lets him. She was scared and pissed and something else and wanted him to see it.

"I broke up with her."

"How was that?"

"It doesn't matter. You're here now."

"Aren't you worried that the nurses are going to hate you now? Crap, the nurses are going to hate me."

"Nobody will hate you, Mer. And I'm much more charming than Mark, they won't hate me," he says laughing.

Meredith punches him lightly in the chest but she secretly loves his arrogance.

"I was wrong earlier. Maybe your ego is a little too big."

He pulls his arms in tighter around her.

"It's not my fault you make me feel like I'm the king of the world."

"That's why you like this view, isn't it? To look down on all your minions."

"Only the best," he says with eyes only for her.

He leans down to kiss her again and she lets herself get lost in him for a few minutes before pulling back again. She came her with a mission and it was only partially fulfilled.

"So you're not selling the land?"

"Of course not." He points over to the stream in the distance. "I can teach our kids to fish there. And we can build a treehouse over there," he points to another spot.

"So what would you have done if you stayed with Rose?"

He jumps back like he was burned.

"Does it matter?" he says exasperated.

Meredith shrugs. "You only have these dreams for our kids... not the ones you might have had with her? They'd be raised in the city and you'd take them out on the weekends maybe, but what about your dream?"

"The dream didn't work without you in it."

Tears roll down her cheeks, completely out of her control. He walks back over to her.

"Aw Mer, don't cry, we're together now and that's all that matters." He follows a tear track with his thumb to wipe it up.

"Okay," she nods. "So... when are you going to start building this house?"

"I don't know. I want to have it done by the time we get married." He stops and stares at her to make sure she's not about to run away. "So I'm guessing it won't start for another... year?" he finishes hopefully.

"Actually... about that."

"What?"

"I think you should start really soon. Like, tomorrow."

"Okay..." he says cautiously.

"We might need a bigger place to live soon..."

"Mer..." He grips her shoulders and holds her at arms length, his eyes wild.

"...Because in six months..."

"Meredith."

"I'm pregnant, Derek."