Disclaimer: You know I usually have funny ones? Well I am far too busy watching my Season 2 DVD to think of one today. I mean . . .did you know when McDreamy was shooting a scene on a ferry boat they actually closed down all ferry boat traffic in Seattle, just because McDreamy was there. So yeah, I don't own GA, or else some of those more than perfect Mer/Der scenes wouldn't have been cut. And all the Addie scenes would have. Oh look, that was kind of funny.
So I'm updating this one again tonight, mainly because I have tons of time to work on Season 3 tomorrow at school, namely a 4 hour break in between classes. So tons of updating. So yeah, this one tonight, besides as I said, I want to finish it so I can get going on others lol.
But really glad people are enjoying this one. Btw someone actually said I write Meredith better than I write Derek, that's the first time I've been told that, you made me smile! I usually feel like I'm much better with Derek but this fanfic is working well with Mer, so thanks for the great compliment.
So this one is from Derek's perspective, a yearish after the last one. As I said time has been jumping. Second last chapter.
Enjoy!
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You can hear sound coming from downstairs but you sit on yours and Meredith's bed and don't bother moving. Everyone will be over for New Year's tonight and you know you should be helping set up downstairs but you have other things on your mind right now. Things that make setting up for a party seem a little small scale. Tonight wasn't just another New Years. Not for you.
Your cell phone rings.
Natalie.
"Yes?" you say answering the phone, wondering what the hell your little sister could possibly want.
"Have you asked her yet?" She sounds far too excited. You had expected your family to like Meredith, but you were pretty certain that Nat liked Meredith more than she liked you.
"No, I'm waiting."
"For what, Der-bear?" she teases you, using the nickname your mother have given you when you were little.
"Well right now she's busy with the rest of the gang getting ready for the party tonight. I can't, not now."
"When?" She sounds more impatient than you feel.
"Later." You say with a sigh, wishing later was now.
"Good."
"I promise I'll have her call you as soon as she says yes." You say with a laugh.
"You are far too confident in yourself, big brother."
"Have you ever seen that woman say no to me?"
"No, but she has to wake up eventually. Bye Derek." Nat laughingly says to you.
"Bye Natalie." You laugh as you hang up the phone.
The laughter dies in your throat as you look down at the box resting in your other hand. Today was it. The day you had been planning since that first night at Joe's years ago, even if you had just accepted that recently. Proposing at New Year's, far too cheesier than you ever had expected to be. You remembered your proposal nearly 20 years ago to Addison. It had been spur of the moment, you hadn't even had a ring, you had been on a high after a successful surgery and asked. And now here you were, planning on getting on one knee, at the stroke of a New Year.
You smiled.
What the hell had she done to you?
Not that you really cared. You do the one knee thing for her, because this time nothing could go wrong. So one knee you could do. On the cheesiest possible night to propose ever. But she would love it. In an eye rolling sort of way love it. It was perfect.
Someone is coming up the stairs.
"Derek?" Ah, Meredith. Shit.
You hear her coming towards the door so you quickly move to put the box back to it's hiding spot in the bed side table on your side of the bed. Not that you actually lived her or anything, but you were always here. You thought of it all as yours.
Because Meredith was yours.
She walks in as you close the drawer and you whip around and send her your best McDreamy smile.
"What are you up to?" She asks you, giving you look that tells you she's definitely suspicious.
You walk towards her. "Nothing. Let's go downstairs."
"Something is up."
"Nothing is up." You smile at her again and quickly give her a kiss, heading towards the door and away from any awkward conversation, that could definitely destroy your perfect surprise for later tonight.
"I heard you talking to someone earlier." Okay, you love her but sometimes she's so damn nosey.
"Natalie."
"Why did Natalie call?" Meredith with her questions.
You shrug not wanting to lie but not being able to tell you the truth. "Just because. It's New Year's after all. I told her you were busy and would give her a call later."
You try to walk past her again but she grabs your arm, which causes you to smile suggestively towards the bed, hoping to take her mind elsewhere. She rolls her eyes. "No Derek, what is going on? I know when something is going on. And this, this is something going on."
"Nothing is going on."
"Something is, you have that twinkle in your eye. That twinkle you get when something is most definitely going on." She looks at you pleadingly and you wish you could say something but at the same time don't want to. But she looks so cute when she's curious.
"You're paranoid." You accuse her.
She rolls her eyes again and makes a tiny grunt. "It's not paranoid when they really are after you."
"Mer, relax. Nothing is going on. Let's go downstairs and get ready for this little party. That we most definitely have to steal away from at some point." You tease, grabbing her ass and pulling her towards you.
"Meredith!" George yells up the stairs. "Do not tell me you're in the sack again! You promised to bring Derek down so he could help me lift this!"
She tilts her head and smiles at you, you tilt yours and smile back, before heading downstairs to go find George, who as it turns out is moving the surprisingly heavy couch.
He looks around as you go to meet him to make sure Meredith hasn't followed you.
"So . . ." he prompts.
"Tonight, after midnight. Going to sneak her outside, do the whole one knee thing."
"Wow."
"Yeah, wow." You had had the ring designed a year ago when you had spent Christmas in New York, after seeing her with your family you had decided that you really could never let her go. And then you waited and waited, till it felt right, till the perfect moment, because Meredith had had enough less than perfect and you wanted nothing less than perfect for her. So now here you were, a year later, finally doing it. Wow.
"Good luck, Shep." George smiles at you.
"You think I need it?"
He gives you what you can only describe as a purely George look. And laughs. "I don't think you have anything to worry about."
Okay . . .I'm not sure how I feel about this chapter. So if you think it's complete crap just let me know and I'm willing to rewrite. Because it did jump around a lot. Mainly because I had a lot to get across . . .the fact the family loved her, the fact she knows something is up and his general plans for the evening. So it's jumpy. And I wrote it while crying through IYLAT in a 6 hour GA marathon. So it may be crap . . .don't be afraid to say it.
Tomorrow night I'm probably going to update with the last chapter, after I get home from the movies. It won't be the proposal but don't worry, you will all love it. Okay, you can all probably guess what it well be (hell one of my reviewers already did). Also Season 3 will hopefully be updated tomorrow … if all goes well. And I don't spent too much time distracted by GA, lol.
