This is my first posting here, I have written several things and posted on a different Grey's Anatomy fanfiction site, including this one. I wasn't able to get my same username here, but this story is called "Weak in the Knees" on the other site. I renamed it here, but it's the same story. User name on the other site is AngelEyes, in case any of you have read my stuff there! This story was very mature for sexual content on the other site - I may have to edit it somewhat for here!
Meredith watches the rain come down, as she stares out the window, seeing it track down the glass. Rain is a part of life in Seattle – you get used to it, but right now, it's just depressing. She presses her forehead to the glass and her eyes search for any signs that Derek is at home next door. But his car isn't in the driveway – he must be out with his new girlfriend, Addison. Meredith wrinkles her nose in disgust – what kind of name is that anyway? Addison is new at school, tall and red haired, rich and bitchy, from what Meredith has seen of her. She can't understand what Derek sees in her.
Derek has been her best friend forever; they grew up together, living next door to each other since they were old enough to remember. Her mother is always away at work, leaving her in the care of housekeepers, her father long gone. Meredith can't even think of a time her father was in her life.
Derek's mother and sisters are like family to her, more than happy to take her in if Ellis was called to the hospital unexpectedly. Derek's dad had died a long time ago, leaving Derek to be the man of the house. He is like her brother in many ways, looking out for her to be sure no one hurts her; in the same way he protects his own sisters.
Though Meredith doesn't want to admit it, her feelings for Derek have changed lately. Something about his eyes and his smile make her weak in the knees, her body tingling in ways that it never used to. It's confusing and makes her feel less comfortable than she used to be with him. She is sure he doesn't feel the same way about her. After all, he has Addison.
She sighs again, she's bored to tears and it's only 10:30. Why didn't she go to that party with Cristina and Izzie? The rain is easing up a little, so she decides to go sit in the swing on the front porch and wait for Derek. She swings gently for awhile, finally dozing off, as the rain patters down harder outside the porch. She finally looks up, as headlights sweep across the yard, and Derek's car pulls into his driveway.
Meredith waves at him, and he sprints over to join her. "Why are you sitting outside in the rain, Mer?" he says, wiping his wet hair out of his eyes. The rain has soaked his t-shirt, plastering it to his body, and Meredith has a hard time not staring at him.
"Um, waiting for you," she finally manages to say.
He sits down beside her, and they swing quietly for a few minutes.
"So, were you out with Addison?" she asks, looking at him from the corner of her eye. He's relaxed, legs stretched out in front of him, watching the rain come down.
"Nope – just Mark." He pauses for a moment, "You'll be happy to know that Addi broke up with me today."
"Oh, Der, that's…too bad," she chokes out. "Are you okay?" He doesn't look too upset, and she tries to work up some concern, but she's too thrilled by the news.
"Yeah, I figured it wasn't going to last anyway. So Mark and I had some beers to celebrate."
She punches his shoulder. "Derek! You could have come here earlier to tell me!"
"Hey!" He massages his shoulder, and makes a grab for her hand. "Jealous Mer?" he laughs, winking at her.
"Ha!" she retorts, pulling away. "Never!" But her heart is beating faster at the touch of his hand on hers, and she blushes, happy that it's dark on the porch and he can't see it.
But then Derek stands up and holds his hand out to her. "C'mon, let's go in, it's damp out here and I'm soaking wet." After a moment of hesitation, she takes his hand and lets him pull her to her feet. She stands up too quickly and loses her balance, tipping over against him. He instinctively takes her arms to steady her, pressing her against his body. Shock waves run through her at the sudden contact of his lean body against hers so intimately. She tilts her face up to him in the dim light, and their eyes meet. For an insane moment, he looks like he is going to kiss her, the surprise in his eyes mixing with something else.
Then there is an unexpected crack of thunder, and she jumps back, heart racing.
"Sorry, Der," she says. "Lost my balance. Let's get inside, it sounds like the storm is getting closer."
As they go inside, there is a flash of lightening, and another crack of thunder shakes the house. "Go get a towel," she says, heading for the kitchen. "I'll make some popcorn." Meredith is still feeling hot and flustered from their embrace, berating herself for being so silly. Its just Derek, after all.
"Derek! Did you want a beer?" she calls out, turning with the bowl of popcorn, to look over her shoulder. And he is right there, behind her, his shirt off, towel in hand as he dries his hair. "Shit, you scared me!" she says, trying not to look at his naked chest, which is still slightly damp. Her breath catches in her throat, and she feels dizzy and tingly, all at the same time. Desperate to look anywhere but his body, her eyes lock onto his, and she is confused by the look she sees there. His eyes are dark with a passion she doesn't quite understand, and she feels her knees go weak. She loses her grip on the bowl, and it clatters to the floor, popcorn scattering everywhere.
"Shit!" she says, bending down to pick up the bowl, but he stops her and takes her hands in his. Her heart jumps erratically as he pulls her closer to him. This time there is no doubt, or hesitation, on his part as he looks down at her. He lets go of her hands, to place his palms on her face, as he slowly lowers his lips to hers. A small whimper escapes her lips as he kisses her, and she places the palms of her hands on his chest. The kiss is soft and gentle, but she is totally overwhelmed by the emotions that it sets off in her. Not that she has never been kissed before, but never like this, where the merest touch is enough to send off flashes of desire through her core. Combined with the feel of his skin beneath her fingers, and she feels like the room is spinning.
Then he lets her go slowly, and looks into her eyes. "Mer? I'm sorry, I just couldn't stop myself – I shouldn't have done that." He steps back a bit, and she tries to remember how to breathe again. "I should go home, this is crazy."
Meredith touches her lips with her fingers, still feeling the imprint of his lips. "Wait, Der…" But before she can say anything else, thunder booms again, and as the lightening flashes, the house is plunged into utter darkness from a power failure.
