Final realizations
Meredith realises Derek isn't the one. Izzie finds her true love (Danny did not happen). Someone gets married, and someone has a baby. Merfin Bang Lexie, Little bit of others! R&R post LMR Constructive Criticism welcome!
This is my first FanFic so constructive criticism is very welcome
Disclosure: I do not own Greys Anatomy nor any of the characters involved in the show.
If you have any ideas about where this story should head I would love to here you suggestions.
Meredith stands there, not knowing what to do. She gives a sidelong glance at Derek than quickly averts her gaze to Finn, the third person involved in this drama, catastrophe, whatever you want to call this thing that is Meredith's life. She than glances at Derek again and feels the pull of 'The Look, Their Look', she realises she could easily drown in his deep gaze.
"I have to get out of here!" she thinks to herself and so in true "Meredith style" does what she is best at, she turns and runs.
"Mere" Finn calls after her, but Meredith just keeps running, she doesn't look back, she can't look back. She doesn't even realise some is calling out to her. All she can hear is the blood rushing through her head. She starts to slow down as she reaches the entrance to the car park, but she can't bring herself to go through the doors into the real world.
She feels a hand on her shoulder and realises that she has been followed. She turns slowly. She feels as if time had slowed down to a crawl, as if she and the rest of the world are in slow motion.
She sees Finn looking down at her petite frame, his big, beautiful eyes boring into her. Meredith feels as if he can see right into her soul. She feels as if he can see her deepest, darkest secrets. Finally after what feels like an eternity of waiting he says her name, quietly in a hoarse whisper. If it wasn't for the situation she may have thought there was a note of seduction in his deep voice. She can feel hot tears in her eyes, but is willing them not to fall She doesn't want to show any sign of weakness, not now, not in front of him.
"I can't Finn, not tonight, please, please," she begs.
Finn drops his hand and gives a sharp nod. Meredith turns and walks out from under the fluorescent lights in the foyer and into the darkness of the car park. With her back straight, her shoulders square and her head held high she doesn't look back; she can't look back and show the weakness in the tears steaming down her cheeks. From the front she looks distraught, shattered, heart broken. But from the back she looks like a strong determined woman. Someone who you wouldn't dare cross. Neither of the men she's left behind dare follow her.
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Meredith can't go home. She doesn't know where else to go but she just knows she absolutely cannot go home. Because at home she knows more grief and sorrow awaits her with the prying ways of her friends who revel in everything to do with her life. They question her when she is happy and not dark and twisty. Tonight she can't deal with her friends' interference. She doesn't want to deal with anyone else's problems because at the moment she just feels dark and twisty. She should feel euphoric after having some of the best sex in her life, but, she doesn't. She feels guilty, she feels as if she has betrayed Finn, which, of course, she has.
Meredith realises in that moment that she is actually, finally over, yes you heard right over Derek. She doesn't love him anymore, or maybe she only thought she loved him in the first place. He was different, he wasn't like the other inappropriate men in the bar, he had an aura about him that drew her to him. Something dark and twisty, just like herself. But things had changed; things were different, now there was Finn. She feels overwhelmed with the force of this realisation that has hit her. She loves Finn and his plans and his pony births and the idea that he has plans for them, them, as in a couple, as in future, as in their future.
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Finn looks out his apartment window and sees Meredith's car sitting in his driveway. He also notices Meredith behind the wheel starring to space with a dazed kind of happy look on her face. Well, he thinks it's happy, he hopes it's happy.
As Finn is trying to interpret Meredith's emotions, she leaves the car and dashes towards the door of Finn's apartment and quietly raps her knuckles on the wooden surface. Finn's concentration is brought back to reality as he opens the door to now find that a sombre expression has replaced the (kind of) dazed look on Meredith's face. Now she looks worried and scared. She opens her mouth to speak, but no sound escapes. She closes her mouth then tries again, "hi, umm, ah," Meredith stutters. "We need to talk," she finally admits.
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So what do you think should I continue? I to go in a different direction to season 3 because than it would just be boring. Hehe if you have any suggestions please email them to me. Constructive Criticism is also welcome. I have a tough shell so don't feel as if you will hurt my feelings or anything of the like. Hehe
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