He was laying in bed, in the darkness of their bedroom. The moonlight making it's way past the blinds as the wind blew the curtains. She stirred beside him, rolling closer to him. He heard his phone buzzing on the bedside table next to him. The screen read: Mere. His heart fluttered. He looked at the clock; it was 2:00 a.m. He reached beside the bed to grab his pants, slid them on, grabbed his phone, and walked into the kitchen. They'd been in this house for a year now, and he hated it. He missed his trailer, better yet, he missed Meredith's house.

He flipped open his cell and took a deep breath. "Mere?" He whispered quietly. She had been crying. He could always tell when she had been crying. "I can't be too loud. What's wrong? Where are you?" He felt an aching feeling in his chest.

"I'm outside of Finn's," she admitted. "Nothing's wrong I….I just needed to talk to you."

"Does he know you're talking to me?"

"No, does she know I called?"

He shifted, trying to see if she was anywhere near, "No, I don't think she knows."

There was a second of silence; they were both taking this in. It had been months since they've last talked. Since Meredith transferred to Mercy West, they hadn't spoken. She never admitted it to him, but she transferred to get away from him. She couldn't hold herself together seeing him everyday. "Mere…"

"I miss you. I had a dream about you and I just needed to hear your voice," she told him.

"I miss you, too. It's funny you're calling me tonight, and yes, I dreamt of you too."

"Really?"

"Of course. I dream about you all the time. I guess we never really moved on…," he confessed. "It sounds so good to hear your voice."

"I shouldn't have called," she sniffled. More tears. He didn't want to cause any more crying from such an amazing woman.

"Meredith, meet me somewhere. Right now. I'll go anywhere you want me to," he needed to see her.

"Derek, I don't think that's a good idea…Finn's going to wonder where I went; Addison is going to wonder where you are."

Addison. He thought. How could he have chosen her? He regretted his choice, but he couldn't take it back now. It was too late. He couldn't fix the damage he had caused. "Right…"

"I should go," she said, "This was stupid of me."

"No!" He raised his voice slightly above a whisper, and instantly looked around to see if he had woken Addison up. No movement in the house, he was ok. "Don't go," he quieted down again.

"What do you want me to say?"

"I want you to say you'll meet me somewhere. Just for a little while-," she cut him off.

"Derek-"

"Meredith. Please," he begged.

It was quiet for a moment. "Where?" She didn't want to admit it, but she wanted to see him, too.

"I'll come get you," he grabbed his keys as he spoke, "You said you're at Finn's?"

"Yes."

"Give me five minutes. I'll be there."

They both hung up. She couldn't believe this was really happeneing.