Author's Note: I really shouldn't post another fic, and I promise I really will update CL&3LW, but at the moment, I needed something to sort of inspire me. Get it?

Basically, this takes place roughly a year and a half after season two's finale. Naturally, a great deal has happened, leaving the lives of those at Seattle Grace scattered. Meredith left, I'll say that much. Addison and Derek never reunited, but Meredith left before she could figure that out. Izzie did eventually return to the hospital, but did, of course, take things slowly. She and Alex reunited, and have since stayed together. Mark did come to Seattle, but came after Meredith left. The story will be told through a series of letters, between-who else-Derek and Meredith. Any other people may be mentioned, or get letters, but they'll be factored in later. So, read and review, please!

Yawning, Meredith pulled out a notebook and a pen. Folding her legs, she sat lazily on her bed. Looking out the window, she felt herself smile. She wanted no-she needed to write him. It had been so long since she'd seen or heard from him...from Derek.

Derek,

I realize that it's probably a surprise to hear from me, it's probably the last thing you expected. I needed to write you, though. How is Seattle-how much has it changed? To be honest, I'm not entirely sure why I left...I just had to. You and Addison were together, and that one night we had could have ruined everything. Believe it or not, Derek, I want you to be happy. I miss seeing you being happy.

Los Angeles is a change compared to Seattle. It doesn't rain as much, that's for sure. But there's noone like you. The other day I scrubbed in on a surgery involving twins-it's a little complicated, but I definately think that the road I'll take is neurology. Do you remember what it was like the first few years you were an intern? Did you ever feel nervous? I've settled in, and the other interns here are nice...almost too nice.

I can't believe I haven't kept in touch with anyone. It's been almost two years since I've seen you, or Izzie, or Cristina. After everything that happened at Prom, and then my mother dying-I just couldn't stay in Seattle anymore. You understand, don't you? I hope you do, because I'm not sure I could explain it. Everything just got too hard to handle, the thought of staying at SGH seemed like the wrong decision. What happened? Is Chief still working? I had heard that Izzie returned to the hospital, so if you get this, could you please give her my address? I miss you all, Derek...even you. As stubborn and egotistical as you were, I missed you. I still miss you. Probably not what you wanted to hear, especially now.

God, how did things get so complicated? Every night I wonder what it would have been like had I actually stayed. You know, like how many people I would have known, how much gossip (though i'm sure that alot of it was about me) I could have heard. Seattle Grace was a great hospital., Derek. But what made it special was the people that worked there. Even if I was having the worst day, I'd get on the elevator or something and...you were always there. How is that? That it seemed that you were everywhere? Anyway, it's getting kid of late, but I figured I'd write you, anyway. I miss talking to you, and I need you to know that. Don't take this as 'Meredith trying to get back with me', okay? Because this isn't like that. I'm not even sure what it is. I just can't believe it-Two Years!...Not two weeks, not even two months. Two years? They say change is good, but I'm still not sure.

You know I was going through my closet the other day and found a box that I still didn't unpack. So, you see, technically, I'm not officially moved in. I haven't opened the box. I just can't do it. Why? Because...well, you would probably think it was stupid. So how is Seattle's favorite surgeon? You know I saw your name in the paper yesteday? I guess that's what made me want to write this, I figured that it was the thing I should do. Did you know where I went? I guess in my mind you were going to follow me, so I wouldn't have to worry about it. But then, there's Addison. And the hospital. How could you leave? You had an important place there, but after my mother passed away, I didn't. Sure, I was an intern, but you and I both know how quickly they screw things up. Maybe I screwed things up-no-I know I did. I feel like an idiot-I left Izzie when she needed me most, I left you when maybe-just maybe-I could have had a chance.

You think i'm crazy, right? Chances are you probably threw away the envelope when you saw the name 'Grey'. It is still Grey, by the way. Not that you asked or anything, I mean, I've dated here and there, but not at the hospital.. Well, anyway, I should go. It's almost two in the morning. You know what that means?...Happy Birthday, Derek. I remembered. And you know what?...Since you probably won't read this far anyway-I love you. I love you, Derek. I know that it's alot to take in, and I know that you probably won't write back (especially after me saying that)...but I do. I miss us, I miss everything. Well, like I said...I have to go. Goodbye, Derek.

Love,

Mer

So what do you think? I know it wasn't much, and some of it seems a little OOC. Anyway, Read and review, please!