I don't know if I ever made this clear or not, but the italics are thoughts. If you haven't noticed that within the past 10 chapters.

When You Say Nothing At All

" I--I--uhhh- I-" Meredith said trying to catch her breathe, " This is really amazing,"

" You're avoiding the question." George remarked quickly. She's going to say no. All of this is for her, and she's going to say no.

Meredith, as if to read his thoughts, said, " It's not that I'm saying no."

" Well you aren't saying yes either."

" Stop interupting," She paused a moment for a deep breathe, " It's not that I'm saying no, I just need to think about it a little. I mean, this is great. Truly. I couldn't have asked for any thing more special."

" Thanks," George said head hanging low.

" You're welcome. But I swear, it has nothing to do with you. You are perfect." Meredith walked up to George and pecked him on the cheek while grabbing the bottle of wine that was on the table behind him. Walking slowly, she exited the room backwards.

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In the gallery, Izzie, Addison, and Eric were speechless.

" Did she..?" Izzie asked.

" Yeah. I think she did," Eric replied, just as flabergasted.

" She can't just do that to George,"

" Well he did surprise her,"

" That's not an excuse!"

" Well I mean she could've..,"

" Said yes." Izzie interrupted.

" That's not what I was going to say,"

" That's what you should've said,"

" I can't believe she took the wine," The pair were so busy in there own conversation that they didn't notice Addison quietly slip off.

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Addison knew exactly were Mer had gone. She opened the door to the roof and felt the spring Seattle air hit her face. Sure enough, there was Meredith leaning over the railing with the wine bottle in her hands.

"Hey," Addison said quietly, while standing next to Mer.

" Hey," Meredith said taking a swig. " Want some?"

Addison took the bottle from Mer's outstreched hand. " So."

" So. Do you think that that was stupid?"

Addison looked over the bottle before answering her question, " I think that...you did what you thought was best. Would it have been what I would've done. Not nessicarily."

" Oh," Meredith tried to take her beer back.

" Uh..I think I'll keep this. Is there any reason you said what you said?" Addison said not wanting to pry.

" I think fear mostly. I'm so afraid."

" Afraid? Of what?"

" A lot of things I guess. I think I'm afraid that he'll just wake up one morning and just stop loving me."

" George loves you. In a way that doesn't just die." Addison said taking a gulp of wine.

" Is that what you said about you and Derek?"

" What?" Did she just...?

" Is that what you said about you and Derek when you came back? When he was still playing with us? Is that what you said?"

" You know what I did." Is she allowed to ask that? After thinking it over for a moment, Addison spoke again," Meredith, you can't let fear rule you like this. Yes, there will be bad days. Days where you'll just want to give up. But there are so many more good days than you could imagine." Addi held back the tears. " Marriage may be scary, but so is skydiving, but that doesn't stop people from taking the jump." With that Addison turned and to walk back to the hospital.

" Addi?" Meredith looked over her shoulder.

" Um-hum?"

" Leave the wine."

Addison smiled sweetly, saying," No, Grey."

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What kind of woman doesn't leave the wine? That was just unkind. Addison's words played over and over in Meredith's head. It doesn't stop people from taking the jump. Do I want to take the jump? No. Maybe. I never was one for skydiving. That was a very good metaphor though. I must say that. She laughed at her own thoughts. George, and me. Me and George. Mrs. Meredith O'Malley. Dr. Meredith O'Malley. God, what am I? 12? Me. Married. Meredith started to stare at her left index finger. Maybe. But what if I do something? What if it all goes wrong? What if? What if I stop with the 'what ifs'?

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" Hey, George." Eric said, sitting next to him in the cafeteria. " How are you?"

" Numb. I feel nothing."

" Man, she'll come around."

" What if she doesn't?"

For the record, I know you guys are probably all mad at me for doing this, but honestly I hate being mean to poor Georgie. It's sucks. I love Jen and Steph. Steph, I used the conversation. Jen. Jen, thanks for letting me in like that. Song by Allison Krauss. I thought I'd throught a little country into the mix. HAPPY GREY DAY! lol. I can't believe it's finally Sunday.

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