-1Hello! This is a fan fic I came up with while dancing around my room! Always fun! Meredith is a professional dancer. Derek is still Derek and is still Mc Dreamy! Hope you enjoy. All reviews are welcome. )

Meredith peeled the thick red jumper off and pulled her hair up into a tight bun. Her black sports bra was tight fitting, showing off her curves. Her clients weren't due for another thirty minutes but she loved coming to the hall early to remember her own dancing days. The lights were out, her grey tracksuit bottoms almost lighting up in the moonlight. She turned the music on and walked into the centre of the hall. The large wall of mirrors disappeared in her mind and all she could see was darkness. All her cares and worries gone. As the beat of the song sped up, so did her body. She started spinning, her body finally releasing itself. The music stopped suddenly, causing her to jump.

'What the hell do you want?'

'I told you never to dance again,'

'Jason, please…it's not like anybody can see me,'

'I don't care, I told you never to dance again,'

'Fine, I'll never dance again. It's not like I can. You put a stop to that,'

'What? You can't prove I did anything,'

'You dropped me in the middle of a lift. The easiest lift we used to do,'

'My hand slipped,'

'Yeah, course it did. Look just leave me to it. You got the championship with Paula, just let me live my life in peace,'

'If only I could,' Jason walked forward, grabbing Meredith's hair.

'No more dancing if you want to keep walking,' Jason threw her on the floor and walked out, hitting the music back on as he went. Meredith just lay on the floor, letting the music play over and over again.

'Meredith?' Meredith sat up at the sound of Lindsey's voice.

'You ok?' Meredith stood up and fixed her hair.

'Yeah, just fell over and couldn't be bothered getting up. The rest of the girls here?'

'They are down the stairs, parking cars and getting changed. You know what they're like. You sure you're ok?'

'Yeah. What do you fancy doing today? Fast? Slow?'

'Definitely fast. Good beat one too,'

'Your wish is my command. Hey Sarah, Carol. Get ready, we're starting in five,' Meredith slipped off into the bathroom and checked her face, making sure the stress wasn't visible.

'Right ladies lets get warmed up,' Meredith slowly stretched and helped the woman move around, checking that they didn't hurt themselves.

'Ok, I've been told to do fast today, so we'll do the every time we touch routine. We've not done that in a few weeks so lets see what you can remember,' Meredith hit the play button and the song Every time we touch started blaring out. Meredith smiled mischievously and started dancing but she watched as the other women kept up with her, making the same mistakes she used to make when she first learnt the song. As the beat fastened so did the number of woman stopping and slipping to the side, unable to keep up. Half way through the song it was only her and Lindsey left, both of them laughing as they did so. Lindsey slipped off, knowing Meredith was in her element. Her eyes were closed her face smiling gently. As she opened her eyes she realised she was the only one still dancing. She stopped suddenly, the women all cheering.

'C'mon lets get you ladies dancing,' they all pushed themselves up off the wall and walked over to the middle of the floor.

'Let's break it down into loads of bits. The first part is the first minute. Watch Lindsey's hips,' Lindsey's face went scarlet as she moved in time with the music and Meredith did the same.

'Ok, now you try?' The four women tried along with Meredith and Lindsey.

'Ok, next bit,' the whole dance took over an hour but Meredith knew the women would appreciate it.

'I'll see you guys next week. Same time,' Meredith was packing up the room when she realised Lindsey was standing watching her.

'You ok?'

'I'm fine but I wanted you to show me the mysterious move you keep missing out,'

'I don't know what you're talking about?'

'You so do. The bit just before the end. You always slow down but as soon as that bits over you speed up and it's like your just improvising,'

'Truthfully, I can't hold myself up because of…well; lets just say I can't hold myself up anymore,'

'Show me…let me be your model,'

'Seriously?'

'Seriously,' Meredith nodded her head and pulled her hair back. Slipping her top off she waited for Lindsey to put her hair up.

'How strong are your arms?'

'Considering I'm a fire-fighter, quite strong,'

'Ok, can you hold yourself up?' Lindsey went down onto her arms and held herself up.

'Ok, you back flip?'

'Yip,'

'Multiple?'

'I think so,'

'Ok. If I fall or my arm gives way, don't panic. I'm trained to fall properly,' Lindsey smiled and watched as Meredith started the dance. As it lead up to the move Meredith could feel the nerves building but she knew deep down she couldn't be nervous or the whole move would go wrong. Meredith took a sharp breath in and started flipping backwards, her hands hitting off the ground in time with the music. As she landed on the floor, stumbling back only once, a feeling or euphoria came over her.

'That was like amazing. You did five back flips and still managed to be in time with the music,'

'Yeah well,' Meredith rubbed her elbow; the fall memory coming back still sent the pain down her arm.

'How do you do it?' Meredith put the music on and guided Lindsey through it. When she flipped back she could feel her legs going over her head over and over again and could hear her body still going in time with the music.

'Go you. That usually takes about six weeks to master. You're a fast learner,'

'That I am,'

'Go home, relax for the night,'

'My brothers picking me up. If he arrives tell him I'm down the stairs and I'll be up in a couple of minutes,'

'Yeah sure,' Meredith waited for Lindsey to leave before turning the music back on and starting the dance again. She turned the lights off and let the world slip from her, letting herself go, knowing that when the song stopped, her life would come back, Jason in tow. As she started flipping backwards she felt her elbow go from underneath her. She turned as she fell through the air, protecting her arms as she went. Her head hit the floor first. As she opened her eyes she could feel the blood running from her head, her elbow throbbing.

'Crap,'

'That was one hell of a fall you took,' Meredith sat up to the stranger kneeling beside her.

'Yeah. God that hurt more that I remember,' He eased her up and onto the bench at the side of the room.

'Derek,'

'Meredith. Your Lindsey's brother?'

'That would be me. I want to get you checked out. That was one big hit,'

'I used to do this every other day. It's nothing,'

'Sorry but I really want to get you checked out, just make sure,'

'I can't…people ask questions…plus I don't want to wait In the ER for the next four hours,'

'You don't have to,' Meredith stood up but fell back down onto the seat, the room beginning to spin.

'Ok, you're going to the hospital. I'll take you in,'

'No, look I'm fine,'

'You do realise that this is a neuro surgeon telling you to get checked out and that if you don't I will have to personally drag you in there myself,'

'Yeah, yeah. I'm ok,' Derek lifted Meredith's bags and guided her down to the car. Lindsey was standing at the door, her hair wet from her shower.

'What happened?'

'Forgot how to land,' Lindsey took Meredith's bag from Derek and threw it in the back of the car. Meredith's legs buckled from under her. Derek caught onto her, not letting go of her waist.

'Ok, Lins, can you page the Nazi and tell her to have a wheel chair ready and also clear a space on a CT,' Lindsey ran round and helped Derek eased Meredith into the car.

'I really should of practised falling. It's been 3 years since I competed so I really should of practised,' Meredith sat in the front of the car, her head resting back on the head rest.

'Meredith, I need you to stay awake for me,' Derek was checking Meredith every few minutes. She was awake but not responding properly.

'Derek, what's wrong with her?'

'I think she could have concussion. I don't think it's anything worse than that,'

'Is she going to be ok?'

'Yeah, she'll be ok,' Derek lifted Meredith out the car and into the wheel chair that bailey had sitting waiting for her.

'What happened?'

'She's a dancer. Her elbow gave way as she fell. I want her for a CT and get a banana bag set up. Get her into an exam room as well,'

'Yes sir,' Lindsey followed Derek in, staying beside Meredith. Derek slipped off and got changed into scrubs. Going along to the end exam room he smiled at Lindsey.

'You can go in. Bailey only eats people on bad days,' Lindsey smiled and hit her brother's arm.

'Hey!' Bailey handed Derek the scans and a small smile crept across his face.

'Looks like you have a concussion. Nothing more,' Meredith smiled and pulled her fingers through her tuggy blood stained hair.

'Ugh, why me? This was his fault,'

'Who's?' Meredith faltered

'Who's fault?'

'My ex dance partner. I was the main attraction when we went to competitions so he dropped me three days before our championship. Had to stop dancing. Destroyed my elbow,'

'That's why it gave way,'

'Yeah. He found me dancing like I was when I fell but warned me to stop. This is my punishment,'

'Well if you being able to dance like that is a punishment, god must really love you,' Meredith smiled at Derek.

'Yeah well, we angels are generally on his good side,'

'I bet you are,'