Return to New York pt 1

The pair had put off returning to New York but they both knew that they would soon have to return. They were still living in the hotel and out of the suitcase of clothes they had brought with them to Seattle. It was either go home or indulge in a major shopping trip. Meredith would be only too happy to go shopping, Derek not so much.

It had been a particularly stressful day and Meredith and Derek choose to unwind at the bar, Joes. The Interns watched in amazement as the pair put down pint, after pint, while playing darts.

Cristina Yang was drinking with her friend, 'Satan Spawn', she smirked, "Just as I think she's a boring Daddy's girl, she does something to impress me."

Alex had been watching as well, admittedly, his focus was on Meredith, "It's sad, she is hot and is so gonna sleep with McBoring."

Cristina chuckled, "Bad luck you'll have to stick to nurses."

As the night progressed, the intimacy between the pair was noticed by most of the patrons of the bar. Meredith knew they were badly drunk when they started snickering over something completely insignificant. She bound over to Joe, "Hey, we need a cab back to the hotel and a bottle of Tequila."

Derek and Meredith helped each other into the taxi. Derek frowned upon seeing the Tequila. Meredith looking a little too serious, "We need to go back to New York. I'm not quite drunk enough to face that yet."

Derek sighed flopping down on the sofa, taking a swig of the bottle, "I loved her Mere' but every time I think of her. I see them in my bed."

He sounded so broken and lost; it cut through her drunken haze, "I know but we need to get some stuff. No matter what, we loved them and deserve answers."

Derek could not form a coherent argument so settled for swigging the bottle once more. They kept passing the bottle and sharing more commiserations until they fell asleep together.

Meredith woke up, loving the warm embrace she found herself in. She was startled, as it hit her that she was separated from Mark. She gently disentangled herself, to grab some water and find some Aspirin for Derek. She was glad Derek was still asleep.

Meredith needed a little bit of time to sort her feelings out; she had been friends with Derek since he had been Richards's intern. She adored the Shepherd family they had sucked her in when she was in Med School. Truth be told, she always liked Derek but when they met he was dating Addison and she had fallen for his best friend. Slowly but surely, her head was starting to catch up with what her heart already knew. It only added to her resolve that they needed to head to New York.

Derek had become antsier as the week went by. Each time Meredith would be able to tell from a simple look and reassure him. He knew that if she were not there, then he would not be here now. Derek found himself a block away from his own brownstone that he shared with Addie. He watched as Meredith trudged up the steps to her own brownstone that she shared with Mark.

Meredith stood in front of her former home and took a deep breath. She opened her door, to the last sight she ever wished to see.

Addison and Mark were in an embrace, Meredith felt her emotions shut down. The last time she was this bad was when her mother had died. She had found Ellis dead in her bed one morning when she went to visit. It was Meredith's belief that when she received the diagnosis of Early Alzheimer's, she simply choose to stop living.

Meredith found her voice, "I just want to collect some things." She could not help the hollow laugh that escaped her lips, "You know I was thinking of reconciliation. I think that is off the table ... I hope you find happiness together."

Mark saw his wife standing in front of him and he could not find the words, "Mere…"

Her glare made him promptly shut up, "No." She turned to her former best friend, "Derek's collecting some stuff. It'll break him seeing this. I want your key."

She grabbed the key and stormed off to grab her stuff. She needed Derek or she would go back to the dark twisty place. She was proud of the fact she didn't break down. She was proud she didn't cry or let Mark see how bad she was hurting.

She couldn't be Adele. She wasn't that strong. What she wanted to do right now, was bury her scalpel in his dick. She would get her step-mom a really nice present when she got back to Seattle. She needed to know how much she rocked.

She kept her emotions in check until she reached Derek and broke down. Derek could guess what had happened, it took a lot to make Mere cry. He knew that this was the last time either would be here for a while. They would do one thing before they left, they would visit Carolyn Shepherd.

The Shepherd matriarch pushed them through her door with hugs and kisses. She had wanted to talk with her two children but they had run to Seattle like the devil was chasing them.

She didn't want to let them go all too soon. She knew it was silly. They were grown adults but they looked so sad and heartbroken.

"Tell me all about it."

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Edit: 1/8/2016