Disclaimer: The people that actually own Grey's Anatomy have stopped writing. Just as I start writing again. Which clearly shows that I don't own the show. Though I really wish I did.

I know it's odd but I'm updating again. Yes, so soon. Hehehe. Umm...set up is pretty simple. This update follows immediately after the last one. Like immediately...not even really a minute later. Maybe a second but that's it. So it is their big reunion.

Enjoy!

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Meredith knew that hair. It was longer than when she had last seen it, but she still recognized the way it curled softly. And the way he held his head, it was familiar. His shoulder stance, everything, she recognized every single bit of him without even seeing his face.

Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. This was not good. She had wanted to see him. He was Derek and he was in Boston and she wanted to see him. Not now when she was with Noah. And he was with...people. This was bad. This was awkward. This was not good. She should walk by, she should just keep walking. He didn't know her as a blonde, he wouldn't notice her. Yes, she should pretend she never saw him. And then she could go to New York and call him. And the when Noah was busy she could go see Derek. Alone. Not like this. This was not good.

"Derek?" She hadn't meant to say his name, and yet it slipped out anyway.

He knew that voice. For the last three years the voice had been gracing his voice mail and now it was right behind him. He hadn't called her again, she had been with that guy, and happy. So so happy. He didn't want to disturb that. But now she was behind him. And saying his name. Now he needed to see her, talk to her again. Be with her again. He turned around slowly, knowing what to find but still his breath caught in his throat as he took her in.

"Meredith?" he smiled.

And he was out of his chairs and she was in his arms. Neither had even noticed the movement but the second they looked at each other is had just happened. It had been three years of leaving each other messages, of getting tiny little pictures of each others life. So they hugged, tightly, quickly. Enjoyed the feel of being in each other's arms for the first time ever.

"I got your message," Meredith giggled.

"Good, good," Derek nodded. "It's great to see you."

"You too," Meredith sighed, pulling away from him.

The two stood in silence for a moment, looking at each other.

He looked nearly the same, except for that his hair seemed just a little longer, just enough to make it even more sexy. But everything else, he was still the same Derek. He looked more rested, happy. He looked really good.

She looked amazing, her eyes lit up with happiness. She was glowing. He wasn't sure if it was the happiness in her that had been lacking before or just the lack of pink hair. The blonde was beautiful. She looked amazing.

"I'm Noah, Meredith's boyfriend," the guy beside her finally said.

"Oh," Meredith said, jumping slightly. "This is Derek. He's my..." Crap, crap, she didn't have any idea exactly what Derek was. "He's my friend. Yep. Friend. Derek is my friend."

Derek laughed lighty as he thread his fingers through hers and gave her hand a tight squeeze. "This is my sister Nancy, and my best friend Mark."

"Nice to meet you," Meredith smiled.

"So..." Derek sighed, laughing nervously. Had they been alone he had a feeling words would just float right out of him. But this...this was awkward.

"So..." Meredith giggled. "Why...what...Boston. You're here, in Boston. Why?"

"Nat. She's moving, Mark and I came down from New York to help her," Derek explained.

"Oh..." Meredith nodded. She looked around awkwardly. There were two strangers standing behind Derek, two people he knew well, which kind of highlighted how seperate their lives were, even though on the phone they felt so connected. And there was her boyfriend behind her, that Derek didn't even know had existed.

"Maybe we should go outside and talk," Derek suggested. "Catch up in private."

Meredith smiled and nodded at his suggestion. Alone. Alone would be good, alone would be perfect. "I'll be right back, Noah."

Noah watched confusedly as his usually depressed girlfriend giggled and followed the man out of the restaurant hand in hand.

The second they were outside lips smashed together, tongues tangled with tongues, fingers pulled at hair. Neither could remember making the concious decision to kiss. neither remembered it being in the plans and yet they did. In the middle of the sidewalk on broad daylight. It wasn't appropriate, it wasn't the way two adults should be kissing in public. It was yearning. It was passionate. It was desperate. It's what both of them had been dreaming of for three years. They kissed.

"Derek..." Meredith breathed, pulling away. "We can't...Noah..."

"Noah," Derek whispered, nodding his head. But he didn't move, he kept her against the wall, his leaning body blocking out any escape. "Do you love him?"

Meredith quickly shook her head. "No, Der...I...I can't. I don't think..."

Derek cut her off with mouth against hers again, hard and fast. "Good. That's good."

"Are you still with Addison?" Meredith asked, her fingers gently playing with his hair.

Derek nodded his head, and silently cursed Addison. And Noah. He rest his head against Meredith's, their forehead's pressed tightly together. "What the hell are we doing?"

"What? What do you mean?" Meredith asked, pulliing away.

Derek grabbed her arms gently. "Meredith...me and you...it's, hell I don't know. But it's been there since the day we met. A five minute elevator conversation and I couldn't get you out of my head. That conversation spawned a three year...something. And now we kissed like that outside a restaurant."

"Derek..." Meredith started.

"Meredith, you don't love Noah, you can't love Noah. I don't love Addison, I can't love Addison. It's been three years, three years. And I can't get you out of my head. I've tried, I've tried to get you out of my head but I can't. I just can't," Derek sighed, pulling her close and briefly kissing her. "Why are we wasting time? Why are we settling for less than what we could be?"

"Derek..." Meredith breathed.

And then Derek's lips were on hers again, full of passion, full of the plea he had just made. When he had called her had had simply wanted to see her, to say hi and to see what she looked like now, get an updated Meredith to imagine. But the second he saw her, it wasn't enough. Three years of messages hadn't been enough.

Meredith pushed him away. "Der, you have to listen. We can't...you and me...this doesn't make sense. We can't. You're a resident and I'm a college student. We don't have time for this. And we, we don't know each other Derek. If we did...if you knew me...you wouldn't...this wouldn't be happening. This can't happen. This isn't happening."

"Meredith, I want to know you, I want you to know me. I need you to know me," Derek begged.

Meredith looked at him and for a second she melted, she forgot why this was a bad idea and she melted. And then her life came crashing back down. "No, Derek, no...you don't. Just...we can't...this can't happen. It...my life is complicated and messy and no, this can't happen."

"Please..." Derek pleaded, kissing her again quickly.

"No," Meredith shook her head quickly. "No. It...we...can't. Maybe...maybe you should stop calling me."

"What?" Derek demanded, completely forgetting about his earlier plea.

"Stop calling. We...we can't be together, Derek. Us...it's a non-option. We can't be toghether. So you should stop calling, yep, definitely stop calling. Maybe it will help. With the not being able to get me out of your head. You don't want me in there, you can do better than me."

"Meredith..." Derek pleaded one last time. But Meredith had already given him one last sad smile and headed back into the restaurant. To meet the lesser man, the one she could be with.

Friends ask how could I give myself to one who belongs to someone else.

So they were thrilled to see each other...and everything just fell into place and they were hugging and kissing and all but confessing their love for each other. It was the world's most perfect reunion. Except for Meredith had Noah waiting for her, and Derek has Addison at home. And whatever is happening between them can't actually happen because it has no way of happening. So maybe, just maybe, it would be easier to end it than keep on the charade that random phone messages is actually enough for either of them. So Meredith ends it.

And I'll update tomorrow.

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