AN: Hi friends! Please enjoy the next installment- Exile. I love your reviews so please please keep them coming. It keeps me motivated to keep writing.

This chapter is structured a bit different. Meredith's thoughts are in italics. Derek's are in bold.

Song: Exile by Taylor Swift & Bon Iver

Time Period: Early Fall 2021 midnight at Joe's Bar

Chapter: Exile

I think I've seen this film before and I didn't like the ending. She's not my homeland anymore so what am I defending now? I think I've seen this film before. I think I've seen this film before. I think I've seen this film before.

I can see him starring. Like he'd get his knuckles bloody for me. His eyes add insult to injury. I think I've seen this film before and I didn't like the ending. I'm not his problem anymore so who am I offending now? I've seen this film before, so I'm leaving out the side door.

There's no amount of crying I can do for her. We've always walked a very thin line. She never even heard me out and never gave a warning sign.

I've never learned to read his mind.

I couldn't turn things around for us.

Now I'm in exile seeing him out.

She's not my homeland anymore.

I'm balancing on broken branches.

Second, third and hundred chances.

He's walking towards me.

I'm walking towards her.

I down my shot of Tequila and lay cash on the bar to cover my drinks. I'm about to slip out before he gets too close. I can smell his scent. It makes me want to puke and throw myself in his arms at the same time.

She looks incredible and at the same time I can't fight the hate I feel in the bottom of my gut. I think I hate her. How can I hate her? It must be because I love her so goddamn much. Even after all this time.

The words he spoke scrubbing out of OR 3 after our second surgery together 3 days ago- I don't think I'll ever forget them. That's why I need to hurry and grab my bag so I can leave out the side door. I can't take anymore from him right now.

My words shoot to kill when I'm angry and I was- am – so angry at her. What can I expect after what I said? I just know that I hate her. I hate her with everything in me.

What else could he possibly have to say to me?

Meredith Grey. Fuck me. Why can't I escape this feeling? Why can only she make me feel this way?

He's so close now. I never gave a warning sign. I'm walking away.

After all this time. After all of this time. I think I've seen this film before, and I didn't like the ending. She's leaving but not before I take what I need. And what I really need is her. Just her.

I feel arms snake around my waist and pull me out of the bar through the side door where I was already going.

"Derek" I breathe, and my eyes are closed. I know it's him though. When I finally open my eyes, his angry blue eyes meet mine. I can feel him panting but before I can speak his mouth is on mine. Passionate. Angry. Desperate. This feels too good.

He breaks the kiss with force running his hand angrily through his thick beautiful dark locks.

"God damnit Meredith. We're not finished. We'll never be finished" he snarls referencing back to his stinging words after our surgery 3 days prior when he said things to me that he'll never be able to take back.

I push towards him gently wrapping my arms around his neck leaning in to kiss him again. He lets me and this time our kisses are still as passionate but gentler. My tongue enters his mouth, and he accepts it. His hands harshly pull me closer to him until I can feel the erection growing in his pants. I'm angry too.

Despite the desire to hurt each other with our kisses, kissing Derek still feels like coming home. But he ends it abruptly. He sighs and gives me one last sad look before stomping off back through Joe's leaving me alone to process what just happened.

I think I've seen this film before, and I didn't like the ending.