Disclaimer: Shonda owns the show and all the characters. I just like playing around with them.
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And this chapter will be short, but really moving . . .hopefully.
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Meredith's POV:
One month.
It had been one month since Derek had chased Mike out of my house, and one month since the last time I had seen or heard from Mike. One month since my daughter had told me she wanted her daddy, and only her daddy. One month since I had admitted I wanted the same thing.
One month since Derek had told me he loved me.
And nothing had happened.
He came by for supper once a week like usual. He would come and watch movies with us when we had free time and hold my hand as we sat beside each other. On days off Emily and I would go see him at the trailer, and spend days fishing and lazing around on his land. Every night we said goodbye he'd give me a quick kiss, telling me each time that he would see me around.
I was going nuts.
I stood at the nurses' desk, scanning the chart of a patient that had just been admitted after falling off a roof when I heard someone say his name.
I looked up.
He stood across from me, echoing my actions in looking over a chart. He was humming a song as he concentrated on the chart. He had no idea that he was being watched.
So I stood, and watched.
In the five years I had been gone he hadn't changed much. His hair was still dark, with just a few strands of grey showing his age. The laugh lines around his eyes had grown a little deeper, but it only made him more attractive. He was still the beautiful Derek Shepherd my heart had tripped over itself falling for.
He suddenly looked up, realizing that I was standing across from him. Staring at him.
Our eyes met.
Time stopped.
His eyes had been so sad when I first arrived, even when he smiled they weren't the eyes I had been accustomed to. Now they were. The happiness was back. The spark was back.
I wanted to pull my eyes away, look somewhere else, anywhere else. I thought of looking back at the chart that was still in my hands. Of paging the intern that was assisting me. Of just walking away.
I couldn't.
So I looked at my McDreamy.
And he looked at me. In the same way he had the day of the bomb when he told me to wait for it past. In the way he had right after our first surgery together. In the way he looked at me in the elevator, just days after our biggest fight. Or the day he took my blood test. He just looked.
It wasn't going to pass.
To hell with being slow.
'Cause there's somethin' in the way you look at me
It's as if my heart knows you're the missing piece
You made me believe that there's nothing in this world I can't be
I'd never know what you see
But there's somethin' in the way you look at me
Derek's POV:
One month.
It had been one month since I found out that Meredith hadn't really been mine, one month since I found out about the Detroit boyfriend. One month since I had chased him off her front porch, telling him that Meredith was mine. One month since I had admitted to myself that that's really all I've ever wanted, for Meredith to be mine.
One month since I had told her I loved her.
But we were going slow. So instead of doing what I yearned to do, pulling her into my arms and never letting go, I went slow. Every time we were together I made sure others were there. I kept going to her place for supper. I held her hand when we all watched movies. I invited her and Emily to spend the day with me. And when I said goodnight I always gave her a quick chaste kiss and told her I'd see her around.
I was going nuts.
I felt her grey eyes on me, and knew it was her before I even had looked up. There was something about her. Something in the way she looked at me that I could always feel it, always knew when she was there.
In the five years that had happened since she disappeared from me she had no changed that much. Her hair was still the honey blond that smelled like lavender. Her smile still lit up the room, my world. She didn't look as tired now, not as stressed or fragile. My Meredith had grown.
Nothing had changed between us. It was driving me nuts.
Our eyes met.
Time stopped.
I thought of all the things I should be doing. I was Burke's right hand. I had patients to check on, interns to frighten, a surgery to book. I could use a break, some food and some sleep. Some sex. I knew I should stop looking, that I should just walk away. But I couldn't.
So I looked at my Meredith.
And she looked at me. In the same way she looked at me when I told her that we weren't about the chase. In the same way she looked at me when we had put Doc down, in that stupid vet's office. In the way she looked at me in the elevator, just days after our biggest fight. Or the night after the prom when I silently begged her to chose me. She just looked.
It wasn't just the chase.
To hell with being slow.
Okay, there it is . . . the third last chapter. Really have no reason it took a while to post, my only defense is I've been enjoying reading other fanfics a little too much.
Umm, not much to say about this chapter. It's quite straight forward, and there wasn't even any dialogue. Just their thoughts and the looking. And I really hope I captured how they're looking at eachother . . .it's their look. You know the one. So yeah. I know there wasn't much movement in the chapter, but I really wanted to use the song. Plus, I needed them to reach a point in which they both didn't want to be slow anymore. Which will lead to something next chapter, but I can't say what.
Oh and in case you didn't know . . .biggest fight "You don't get to call me whore!"
My fave part was "It wasn't going to pass" and "It wasn't just the chase". I personally loved it.
So read, love, review. Reviews make me smile.
And I'll probably update tonight, while watching the hockey game! Go Edmonton Go!