1When You Fall
She was dancing. Swaying to the soft, slow tune of "Lost in the Moment", in the arms of her new husband. As she was dancing, she saw him out of the corner of her eye; sitting at one of the many flower and champagne glass-adorned tables, watching intently at her every move. She got lost in his stare every time she was facing him and couldn't help but let her mind wander to the events of the past few months.
The first time he saw her cry because of the man she was currently sharing the dance floor with, she let him hold her until she couldn't cry anymore. The first time they shared a "look", it was all she could think about for days. The first time they almost kissed, it was an awkward dance between "I'm sorry" and "It was my fault". The first time they did kiss, she felt comfort and safety, but pulled away because she knew it was wrong. The first time they slept together, it had been fast and hard and way to short, but he still kissed her tenderly on the forehead and then the lips as a silent promise there would be a next time. The first time they fought, there had been tears and avoidance and things were said that shouldn't have been said. He swore he would never hurt her like that again; and he hasn't. Just the opposite, in fact.
He had known about the bet. No sex for 60 days. She broke the rule and still went back to her former lover. It crushed him into a thousand pieces to watch her walk away; but, he let her go anyway, because he had fallen...hard.
She was engaged within two weeks. He watched her show off her engagement ring to all her friends and gloat about how beautiful the wedding would be; yet, he still worked by her side day in and day out, just so he could learn from the best. That's what he told himself at least. It made getting through the day a little easier and they continued to be the best attending-intern surgical team at Seattle Grace. He would watch her leave the hospital every night knowing where she was going and with whom. Every night he would go home and drink himself to sleep. She never once said she was sorry; at least not physically anyway. He would always catch her eyes and they would stare for a little longer than necessary and that was her way of saying sorry.
Now he watched her and her husband dance and look "happy". He took notice that she didn't look happy and decided to save her once more. He got up from his chair and marched over to the seemingly happy couple and asked if he could cut-in. The groom, of course, was hesitant, but she did her best to soothe his doubts and replaced her husband's hands with his.
She noticed how perfectly they fit together and when another slow song came on, he didn't let go, but rather pulled her closer to him. He turned his head ever so slightly and she could feel his ragged breaths on her neck. She turned her face into his neck and they both knew that the decision had been made the first time they were together.
And in that moment, she gripped his hand even tighter and pulled him off the dance floor towards his parked car; and for the second time in her life, she shared a bed with the wrong man, but this time it was the right decision.