A/N: Well how about that 17x02 shocker? After you read this, you should go back and read my first Story, In My Dreams, based on 12x09. Also, I am now on Twitter. Please follow me and my inspiration at unnamedfanwritr
Meredith stared out at the blue rippling water from her spot on the beach, her toes scrunching wet grains of sand underneath. It was her refuge, this dream.
The sun warmed her face. She lifted her head to the sky, basking in it. The waves rolled in in even beats. The water tickled her toes and softened the sand under her.
She breathed in the sea air.
Her refuge. Her escape.
Outside this place, people were suffocating. Dying.
Everyone was covered up. Everyone stood two arm lengths away.
But here...
It was different here.
She could breathe. Meredith stared out at the horizon, floating, drifting. The wind seemed to blow all her fear and pain away.
What was that?
It was both the sound, and the feeling that caused her to turn her head.
Something... in the distance.
"Meredith! Hey!"
Not something.
Someone.
"Oh my God!" she knew that voice. She scrambled to her feet, staring down the beach.
"Meredith!"
He was so far away. A speck. And yet so close, she could feel him. She pressed a hand to her chest. Oh God...
"Meredith!"
Her heart fluttered under her fingertips. Was that hope that surged in her veins?
"Derek..."