I Shall Believe

PART TWO

Not everything is gonna be the way you think it 'oughta be...

Derek sat in the parking lot of Seattle Grace Hospital. Listening to the words coming out of his car speakers, he rested his head on his steering wheel and was surprised at himself when he realized the tears rolling down his face. This couldn't be happening. HE was Derek Shepherd. HE had overcome medical school, internships, residencies, and was now an accomplished attending physician at an outstanding hospital. HE had overcome his wife's adultery and having to leave her. HE had left his precious Manhattan and moved across the country... the best thing he had found in Seattle was ferry boats. The ferry boats, with their amazing shape, gorgeous views, and the way they smelled... who was he trying to kid. Even his ferry boats, the thing he loved... they were her. God, he hated how he needed her, now more than ever. He gave in at Prom, not to her, but to himself... he had restarted something that he couldn't try to turn off again. He had to tell her and he would, come morning. Now he had to go somewhere. He had to go to a place that was her, since he couldn't be with her. More her than the front seat of his car, more her than that elevator, more her than his trailer... suddenly he saw her face, waiting for him on the hood of his car. With a bottle of cheap wine, a smile that was only hers, the rain glistening in her hair, that turtleneck and the way she wore it. It was perfect. He took a moment to think of what she said and where they went, what they did that night.

"I uhm... know this place where there's an amazing view of sunrise over the ferry boats..." she had said.
His words just fell out of his mouth... "I have a thing for ferry boats."
And so calmly, she came back with "I remember."

That was it... that was where he had to go. Before he knew what was going on, he was driving. It was a shorter drive than he remembered, then again, with her... time moved slower. He made it go slower. For some reason he just had to savor every second of her presence. He looked down for a second, he was tired, but he had to go, he was being drawn, like he was to her. He pulled onto a dirt road, it was up a hill a short way and then through some trees. He'd be there before he knew it... he'd have to himself eventually why he was there. But then he got there. He saw the outline of a car... an SUV... he came closer.

Who would be here now?

He saw someone, sitting in the grass overlooking the water... the ferry boats lit up in the distance...

"She's here..."