Disclaimer: I don't own Grey's Anatomy…if only I did…

Ok so this is my new fanfic. I'm kind of scared to post this since I don't know if I like it or not xD This chapter is kind of short and it focuses more on the setting, but future chapters will actually involve them talking, so bear with me. Please tell me what you think.

The house was filled with rage and anger. Meredith and Derek had gotten into a big fight. Currently Derek is in the kitchen slamming every door and drawer he could get his million dollar hands on. As Derek slammed things and cursed as he slammed his fingers, Meredith sat out on the porch, sobbing. She tried to keep it down so she wouldn't anger her raging husband anymore. Then her mind jumped back to the topic. Her parents. This fight was about her parents. Derek's words haunt her…

"Why do you shut me out Meredith?"

"Why won't you talk to me?"

"What the hell is wrong with you?"

And the question that hurt her most of all…

"Do you even love me anymore, Meredith?"

Another sob escaped her lips as she sat on the hammock and shook. She finally gave up and let her sobs be heard. Back in the kitchen, Derek had given up as well. He stood by the open freezer as he held his battered hand on a tub of ice cream. Then he heard it. The cries that came from his love. He did this to her. He knew how sensitive Meredith was about her family. What's worse is that he questioned her love for him.

Guilt rushed through him as he heard his wife cry. He wanted nothing more than to hold her, but he knew she would push him away. Soon Derek gave up and went out to Meredith. What he saw before him ripped his heart. Meredith was lying on the hammock, clutching a pillow, asleep. She cried herself to sleep, something she never did.

A sound filled the air, but it wasn't her normal soft snores that lifted Derek's heart, but soft cries that sunk it. He felt like crying, like beating himself up more than he already has. This was his wife, his one true love, how could he be so insensitive, how could he be so stupid.

He felt like he hurt her just like Thatcher and Ellis did, if not worse. He was soon knocked out of his thoughts as another round of cries came from his sleeping wife. He knew that look, the look on her face. It was happening, she was having a nightmare. This always happens when her family is mentioned, but this time he started it.

Derek felt it getting colder, and Meredith only wore one of his shirts and a pair of shorts. After weighing his risks, Derek picked Meredith up and carried her to their bedroom. He gently put her down as she still cried and trembled. He laid down on his side of the bed and looked at her.

Then, as if nothing ever happened, Meredith moved back, so her back was against his chest. Also, as if by magic, she stopped crying and her soft snores filled the air. She felt alone, that's why she cried. Derek knew they would talk about it later, but he was glad he could help her with the pain he caused.

He wrapped his arm around her waist, and felt relieved when she took his hand in hers and held onto him. Yet still feeling ashamed, he joined his wife in a solid sleep.

Please tell me what you think. I will try to update weekly, but we will see how that one plays out :)