Hola! So just to introduce you all to this story: it is set at the end of season 1/beginning of season 2, however it loosely follows the plot of season 11. Meredith and Derek are married, however he moved from New York to Seattle when he got the opportunity to become the head of neurosurgery at Seattle Grace, Meredith decided to stay in New York because she had just started her internship at Mount Sinai Hospital. They don't have any kids in this story.

DEREK DOES NOT DIE, I am not that cruel and I get too emotional to watch it, let alone write it, so he is safe.

Pairing is Meredith and Derek.

Enjoy :)

Meredith was nervous, she had somehow managed to get the weekend off so she could go visit her husband in Seattle. It had been two months since she had last seen him, and they had barely even spoken since he had arrived. The way they left things in New York was not good, and she was starting to seriously miss him- she didn't want to lose him. They were Meredith and Derek, the one couple that was meant to last forever, and yet here she was, nervous about seeing him for the first time in two months. He had left New York to become the head of neurosurgery at Seattle Grace Hospital, while she had stayed in New York to do her internship at Mount Sinai Hospital. Meredith had made the decision based on her life in New York- her mother was there, Derek's entire family was there, she had friends there, she couldn't just up and leave, abandoning them all. Of course, she also chose to stay because Mount Sinai is one of the most prestigious hospitals in the entire country, but so was Seattle Grace, so in her mind that point was moot. Derek, however, had made the decision to leave completely based on his career. It was a huge step for him, and she knew that, but he totally disregarded her and their life when he decided he was going to move to Seattle. He hadn't even seemed to care when she said she couldn't come with him.

So that leaves her in her current predicament, wondering what Derek's reaction would be when he saw her. She walked into Seattle Grace Hospital- the only place she knew of in Seattle where Derek could be, he had never told her where he was currently living. She figured that at least if she couldn't find him at the hospital she could go find Richard Webber- her mother's old friend and Derek's former teacher.

As Meredith approached the nurses station to ask for her husband to be paged down to her, she noticed something in her peripheral vision. She saw Derek holding hands with another woman, smiling brightly. It looked as if the two were heading out together, probably back to his place. The woman was tall, with inconceivably long legs, and luscious curly red hair. She looked like a million dollars. Meredith was suddenly self-conscious, she pulled her coat tighter around her body and braced herself for what she was about to face. She knew she had to confront him about it, or he wouldn't even know that she knew. Or he would just avoid the issue and pretend like he wasn't a cheating bastard.

She started walking towards them when Derek looked up and saw her, when their eyes met her heart dropped to her stomach, she regretted approaching them. She saw him murmur something to the woman as she got closer and she took a deep breath as she took the final steps towards them.

"Meredith," Derek said coldly when she reached them, "What are you doing here?" Meredith was stunned to silence, anger seething through her body. "You'd know if you'd bothered to return any one of my phone calls," she retorted angrily. She then turned to the woman he was standing with, she looked completely lost, she obviously had no idea what was going on, so Meredith decided to clear up the situation for her. "Hi, I'm Meredith Shepherd," she smiled at her, "you must be the woman who's screwing my husband." She accused her, no sense of doubt in her voice. The woman shook her hand uncertainly and Meredith glared at her. She then withdrew her hand, looked at Derek sadly and walked out the hospital.

She had nowhere to go, this wasn't how she imagined this weekend to go. She thought things would be a little awkward at first, but that he would be glad to see her. Instead she found him hand in hand with another woman, being nothing but icy towards her. She felt like crying, but Meredith Grey does not cry, at least not in public. She picked up the bag she had left by the nurses and went off in search for a taxi to take her to a hotel. She told the taxi driver to take her to the nicest hotel in town, she would charge Derek's credit card, she didn't care.

When she arrived at the hotel she got a room and dumped her stuff unceremoniously on the floor. She then fell on to the bed and started crying, she knew she shouldn't cry over him, that she shouldn't cry over someone who was so obviously over her and their relationship, but she couldn't help it. She had been in love with him for five years, married for three, and now that was all just meant to stop. She had come to Seattle so they could work on their marriage, not so it could be completely torn apart. She knew that the universe and her hadn't the best track record, but this was a step too far. This type of thing could only happen to her.

After an hour of intermittently crying and getting angry, she decided she needed to stop before she got seriously dehydrated. She finished the bottle of water that was in her bag and had a quick shower, allowing a few tears to escape while she was in there. She rationalised to herself that it didn't count because you couldn't tell they were tears and not water from the shower. She stepped out the shower, grabbing a fluffy dressing gown from the back of the bathroom door and walked back into the bedroom.

She hunted for her phone in her bag and called the one person she knew would be able to comfort her and calm her down. She waited while the phone rang, after four rings the phone was finally answered. "Hello?" Said the other person tiredly. Meredith berated herself in her mind, it was late in New York: past 11 o'clock. "Mark," she said, her voice breaking at the end of his name, she was still determined not to cry, and so she swallowed deeply, hoping that that would also help her swallow her emotions. However, Mark knew her too well to brush it off, instantly knowing something was wrong with her. "Meredith, what's wrong? Did you see Derek? Did you make up?" He asked her, wondering what was up with her. Even though he couldn't see her, Meredith shook her head. "He-he-he," stuttered, unable to get the sentence out of her mouth without breaking down into another round of tears. Mark said comforting words into her ear, trying to calm her down. After five minutes Meredith had calmed down enough to be able to tell Mark what had happened. "I saw him, he was with another woman, who looked like a freaking goddess, and he treated me as if I had just ran over his entire family with my car. He hates me, I didn't even do anything wrong. I should be the one who hates him. He's got a whole new life here, and an insanely gorgeous girlfriend that I can't even be compared to. She's the complete opposite of me- tall, redhead, high heels, sophisticated, probably got her life together unlike me. He's moved on to someone anyone could only dream to be with. There's no hope for us anymore. I want to come home," She cried to him, she knew that even if he didn't completely understand what was happening, he would be on her side. Ever since Derek had left, Mark had done everything to help her get happy again. It was because of him that she was finally ready to see Derek again and try to fix their marriage. "Shhh, it's okay Meredith, it's okay. Maybe she was just a colleague?" He tried to stay optimistic for her. "He was holding her hand, they were smiling and laughing. If I didn't know he had a wife I would certainly think they were in a relationship. And I know he has a wife and that wife thinks they're in a relationship." Meredith said more harshly than she had intended, but she didn't really mind because she knew Mark wouldn't care. "Speak to him, find out what is happening with him." Mark suggested calmly. "I don't want to speak to him. I never want to see him again, this was the last straw. I'm packing up all of the stuff I have left in Seattle and shipping it to New York, I don't want any ties to this awful city. My mother will just have to deal with half of her things going in storage, not that she'll notice anyway." Their conversation continued on like that for a while, eventually Mark had calmed her down enough to convince her to stay for the whole weekend like she had planned, if not to talk to Derek then to sort through her mother's old possessions. And he had assured her that when she returned back to New York he would be there to comfort her and help her through this hard time.

Meredith thought about ordering room service, but she couldn't bring herself to speak to anyone. She fell asleep at 3 AM after exhausting herself from crying so much. Never in a million years would she have thought her life would turn out like this. When she met Derek she thought she was done with all the heartbreak and the hurt, apparently not, she thought bitterly to herself.

She wondered to herself if Derek would even try to contact her, or if he would continue ignoring her like he had done the past two months. She knew that for the sake of her own sanity she had to try to avoid him for as long as possible, she definitely couldn't speak to him for the next couple of days, and she didn't know if she would ever be able to look him in his gorgeous, cheating eyes again.

Seattle sucked.

Okay, so that was the first chapter, let me know what you think! I've had this story on my mind for a while, so I'm really excited about writing it. Next chapter should hopefully be posted soon.

I've had a little writer's block for Lost and Insecure, but hopefully a new chapter for that story will be posted soon as well.

Please, please, please leave a review telling me what you think of this story.

Thanks for reading.