Disclaimer: I have not, do not, and never will own Grey's.

A/N: So here is the epilogue. I'm so glad you guys liked this story. Your comments made my days. I will be posting the first chapter to my next story (Seasons Change) probably in like an hour. Got to eat my breakfast first. So keep a look out for that. :)

Again, thanks for reading. I heart you all!

"Derek can I please take this blindfold off yet?" Meredith whined.

"Absolutely not, my cocky drinking lady. It would ruin my surprise."

"But I don't like surprises! And besides, I already know that we are somewhere other than Seattle because we had to go on a plane. So I think you should just tell me now."

"Nope. Besides, we're almost there."

It had been five months since Meredith professed her love to Derek. Things were perfect between them. They had discussed the situation with Mark and Derek had promised to make an effort in reconciling with him. So far things had been going pretty well between the two men. Derek was still got angry hearing Mark talk about Meredith, and Mark still felt a twinge of jealousy seeing Derek and Meredith together. But they were able to put these feelings aside and work on their friendship.

Meredith allowed Derek to help her out of their rental car, her blindfold still in place. She felt his arm snake around her waist, guiding her to their destination. He told her she had one step and then a doorway. She felt him reach for the doorknob and then heard a bell ring, signifying a new entrance into the building. The smell of cigarettes and alcohol filled her nose.

"We've reached our destination, Mer. You ready to look?"

She nodded her head vigorously. Derek chuckled as he untied the blindfold. He watched as Meredith slowly opened her eyes and gasp.

"You brought me to Mike's? Derek, we're in Boston!"

Derek gave her a large smile. "Mer, look to your left."

"Oh my god!" she squealed as she hurled herself forward into the arms of her friends. Everyone was there: Izzie, George, Alex, Cristina, and Mike. Looking toward the back of the room, she spotted Mark. She quickly turned to look at Derek, making sure whether he knew about that or not. He just smiled and nodded his head.

After she spent a few minutes catching up with her friends she made her way over to Derek. She gave him a large hug and a quick passionate kiss. "I'm so happy that you brought me here. But…why?"

Derek pulled Meredith into him, wrapping his strong arms around her. He bent down toward her, placing his mouth right next to her ear. "I brought you here so I could propose to you in front of all of your friends." He heard her gasp loudly.

He gently let go of her and bent down on one knee. Tilting his head lovingly he stared into her eyes and began to speak. "Meredith Grey. You are the love of my life. I knew it from the very second you walked up to me in this very bar. A tiny little thing who threw back shots of tequila like a pro. You had me hooked. You were my cocky drinking lady. I know we have had our ups and downs. But fate has always brought us together. I can't imagine my life without you in it. With you, I'm done. So, Meredith Grey, will you marry me?"

Meredith felt tears splash down her cheeks. Looking into his eyes she could see her entire future. There was never a doubt in her mind that he wasn't the one for her. She placed her hand on his cheek, gently rubbing his jaw line with her thumb. "Of course I will marry you."

Applause thundered through Mike's Bar. Derek quickly stood up and picked Meredith up, spinning her around in absolute joy.

Several hours and drinks later Meredith looked intently at the people around her. Every one was happy. George and Alex were playing pool, or at least George was attempting to. Izzie was helping Mike come up with a present for Walter (Mike and Walter's one year anniversary was a week away). But the people who surprised Meredith the most were Mark and Cristina. They were sitting in a booth that was tucked away in the corner of the room, deep in conversation. Why hadn't Meredith ever thought of that before? Mark and Cristina were perfect for each other. The one-night stand extraordinaire and the bitingly sarcastic castrator. It was a match made in heaven.

Mark looked up briefly from his conversation and his eyes met Meredith's. She smiled brightly and mouthed the words "She's the one" while pointing to Cristina. Mark nodded once and gave her a wink. He then turned his attention back on his conversation partner.

Meredith continued to watch their interaction until she felt a pair of hands wrap themselves around her. She instantly leaned back against the body behind her.

"What are you looking at," Derek whispered.

"Mark and Cristina. I think they are perfect for each other," she replied while smiling. Derek followed her stare and watched for a moment.

"You know what? I think you are absolutely right, soon-to-be Mrs. No name guy."

Meredith let out a giggle. She turned her body around and threw her arms around his neck. "Mrs. No name guy….I like the sound of that. Does that make you Mr. Cocky drinking lady?"

"It just might," he replied as he bent down to kiss her.

In that exact moment, Meredith believed the world was absolutely perfect. She was in one of her favorite cities, with her best friends surrounding her, and with the love of her life's arms wrapped securely around her. She was officially living the life that she had never thought was possible. And she was loving every second of it.