Chapter 2
Meredith drove around Seattle for the last time. She parked her car at the dock where she and Derek used to catch ferryboats together. He used to wrap his masculine arms around her and she felt as if nothing could touch her. But now, she stood alone on the ferryboat, the wind cool and crisp. Derek was no where to be found. She would never see these sights again, or feel the warmth of Derek near her body again. It was gone. Lost. Whatever.
If she just hadn't given into temptation, if she hadn't given to his charm, she wouldn't even be on the ferryboat. But she was. Because she screwed up. Because he had a wife. Izzie, George and Christina would still be there for her, even if she hadn't decided to leave. But she had, there was no turning back now. What Derek and i had is gone, she thought to herself bitterly, the door is closed. All i have to do is wait for another one to open.
Webber spun around suddenly.
Damn, i was so close, Webber thought.
The chief, stood up and looked into Derek's eyes. Should he lie? What should he do? Meredith didn't want him to know, but he deserved to. Derek glared back at him, his eyes piercing into Webber's soul.
should i lie? Nope, Derek can see right through me.
What is he hiding? Derek wondered.
Richard started to fiddle; with anything he could get his hands onto, which happened to be his in and out tray. Suddenly it tipped over, spilling its contents onto the floor. They both immediately leant down, picking up the paper that was now scattered on the floor.
Great. Just perfect. I cannot let him find Meredith's transfer application!
The chief suddenly saw the word transfer in bold writing in the mess and grabbed it. Derek looked at him with a questioning look on his face, but he just excused it. Soon everything was picked up and Richard stuffed them back into the trays. He sat down trying to tidy everything up. He noticed that Derek was standing there. Still.
"What is going on," Derek repeated sternly.
Should i lie? Or should i do what Adele does and help people along?
"Nothing. Really"
Someone ought to tell him he sucks at lying, thought Derek.
"Yeah, and the world is flat," Derek said flatly.
"Umm… yeah"
Think Richard think.
"I was just worried about Ellis Grey. She might die soon."