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Shit, I'm so late. I'm not going to make the flight.

She slams the cab door behind her and grabs her bags. Luckily there is no line in check-in. She quickly walks over to security. She looks at the long line.

Thank God, I'm riding first class otherwise I'd be standing in that line.

She quickly scans her bags and walks through the security checkpoint. She walks through and the metal detectors go off. She turns around and walks through again.

Shit.

"Excuse me ma'am you're going to go have to go through additional screening."

She exhales loudly, "I have twenty minutes before my flight leaves…"

"I'm sorry ma'am please come with me."

She walks with the security guard who pats her down and searches her bag. She puts her stuff back in her bag and takes off running. She runs down the long corridor of the airport.

Where the hell is gate 22B? I'm going to miss this fucking plane.

She adjusts her bag on her shoulder as she continues to sprint to her gate. She finally approaches the gate as she sees the door being closed.

"No, no, wait. I'm supposed to be on that flight," she cries as she hands the attendant her ticket.

"I'm sorry I have to close the door."

"I have to be on this plane, please," she cries on the brink on tears.

The woman appears to soften and picks up the phone. She whispers something into the headpiece. The attendant puts down the phone and opens the door.

"Run," she tells her.

She runs down the narrow gate and is nearly breathless when she finally gets on the plane. She composes herself and sees Mark. He's leaning back in his chair. His eyes are closed. She slides her bag under the seat in front of her. She sits down next to Mark.

"Hey," he says still not opening his eyes. "I didn't think you were going to come."

"I didn't think I was going to make it."

Mark turns his head to face her and opens his eyes. "Addison."

Addison smiles at him. "I'm here, Mark. I'm here." She begins to cry through her smile.

Mark unlatches his seatbelt and grabs Addison into his arms. "You're here," he repeats.

Addison gives into his embrace. "Mark…"

Mark silences her with a kiss. "Sshh… you don't need to say anything. You're here now and that's all that matters."

The flight attendant begins to speak over the intercom and the cabin lights are dimmed. Addison moves over to latch her seatbelt. Mark feels his phone vibrate in his pocket. He flips it open and looks at the text message on the screen—"Enough." Mark smiles to himself as he turns off his phone. He buckles his seatbelt and puts his arms around Addison.

"I love you so much, but you know that right." Mark says as he pulls her as close as the seat belt will allow her to come to him.

"I love you too Mark." Addison she rests her head on his chest. The plane engines roar, their sound blaring throughout the cabin. Addison closes her eyes and braces herself for the flight, and for their future.

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Meredith pulls into the land in front of Derek's trailer. She sits there for a few moments trying to get her thoughts together.

She couldn't forget the look of Izzie and George's faces as she came back through the front door only five minutes after she left. Her face was stained with tears. She dropped her bags on the floor, turned and got in her Jeep.

She drove as she called the airline and changed the name on her ticket. She pulled into the parking lot of the hospital. She sprinted up the stairs to Addison's office.

"Addison," she said breathlessly.

Addison looked up thoroughly confused. "Meredith…" she looks at her watch. "What are you doing here?"

"I can't do this," Meredith said in between breaths. "The flight 2267 leaves for New York in forty-five minutes. You have a ticket. Go."

"Meredith…"

Meredith didn't move. "Addison, you have to go now if you're going to make the flight"

Addison grabbed her bag and stood up from her desk. She moved towards the door. She looked at Meredith, "Thank you." She left the small office and ran toward the stairwell.

Meredith takes off her seat belt and steps out of her Jeep. She walks towards the trailer door, takes a deep breath, and knocks on the door. She hears Derek moving around inside as he makes him way to the front door.

Meredith, calm down. Just tell him exactly how you feel.

Derek opens the door and the color drains from his face. "Meredith, what are you still doing here?"

"I hate you because I can't get on that plane. I hate you because I'm so utterly and completely in love with you, and I can't seem to move on with my life regardless of how hard I try."

"Meredith," Derek says as she takes a step forward and places his arm on her elbow. "You're here."

Meredith sniffles as the Seattle mist gathers on her blonde hair. Her eyes are smudged with her black eye makeup she has long cried off. She looks tired, cold and broken.

"Meredith come inside we'll talk."

"No." Meredith steps backward onto the porch. "I can't go in there because we'll talk and then we'll kiss, then we just won't figure anything out because I want nothing in the world right now than your lips on mine. So we have to stay out here. We have to talk."

Derek watches as Meredith rambles on. He walks into the trailer grabs two beers and hands one to Meredith. He walks over to the porch steps and sits down. Meredith sits down on the step below his. She opens her beer and takes a long sip. Meredith leans her head back on the banister and looks up at the stars.

"Derek, I'm so tired. This whole thing is tiring isn't it?" Meredith asks.

"Yeah, I'm pretty tired. Meredith why didn't you get on that flight?"

"Because I couldn't settle for just enough. I want it all."

Derek thinks upon Meredith's words a few moments before speaking again. "I want it all too." Derek takes another sip of his beer. "I'm glad you decided to stay."

"I'm glad I stayed too."

"Do we need to talk more?"

Meredith laughs softly. "Yes, but not tonight."

Derek leans down from his step and kisses Meredith softly on the lips. Meredith wraps her arms around Derek. After a few moments Meredith breaks free from the kiss. She looks up at Derek.

"Meredith Grey I'm in love with you."

Meredith kisses him on the cheek and stands up. "I know. Good night Dr. Shepherd."

"Good night Dr. Grey"

Meredith sits her empty bottle on the stair step and walks to her Jeep. She swings open the door and climbs in. Tonight she is going home alone, but she's fairly certain that this would be the final night that would ever happen. She is Derek's. Addison is Mark's. Some things just go together.

I couldn't settle for Just Enough.

Author's Notes: Wow. I can't believe it's done. Thanks for all the amazing feedback along the way, you guys have been amazing. For all ya'll Mark/Mer fans I love them too, but my loyalties are with Mer/Der. So thanks for reading my story and I hope you enjoyed it. Expect a series of drabbles to come from me for the next few weeks!