Chapter 3
Derek stared at him in disbelief. How was Meredith coping with this? Shit, she must be devastated!
"Derek- you mustn't tell anyone okay?" said the Chief trying to play along with the awkward situation he had just created.
"Where is she? Is she okay?" Derek replied hurriedly.
Great. Now what am i going to tell him. Uh, Meredith isn't here right now. She's in the airport waiting for her flight to New York? Think Richard!
Richard looked at Derek. His face had worry and concern for Meredith written all over it.
She needs him just as much as he needs her, realised Richard.
Richard slapped his hands on the desk in frustration, making the desk tremble and a document fall onto the floor.
APPLICATION FOR TRANSFER: Meredith Grey
Derek starred at the file that had fallen onto the floor in front of his feet. The Chief immediately rose to his feet looking on in horror as Derek picked up the document, flipping open the cover.
Applicant: Meredith Grey
To: New York County Hospital
When: 28th March
Period: 6.5 years
Reason: Personal reasons
Derek could not look any longer. Anger rose within him like the blood that coursed through his veins. He threw the application onto Richard's desk and starred at him sternly. No words could describe the hurt and anger that he felt.
Finally, he regained his composure and yelled, " HOW COULD YOU KEEP THIS FROM ME? WASN'T ANYBODY BOTHERED TO TELL ME? I HAVE A RIGHT TO KNOW!"
"NO DEREK YOU DON'T HAVE THE RIGHT TO KNOW!" replied the Chief angrily, "You have a wife, you are Meredith's ex-boyfriend. Ex, Derek,"
"SHE IS THE WOMAN I LOVE RICHARD!" cried Derek desperately.
The whole room was silent. It was as if the whole world had stopped. Time was still.
Suddenly a small voice could be heard, " What about Addison?"
"I don't know. All i know is that i need to find Meredith," snapped Derek.
"Fine. If i tell you- promise me that you will sort it out with Addison,"
Derek nodded, " I will promise that i will tell her about how i feel, if that's what you mean,"
"Alright. She went to the domestic airport."
"Thanks," Derek replied sarcastically.
Richard huffed as he sat back down, and once again Derek was there. Still.
"My god! What the hell are you waiting for! Go get her for crying out loud!"
"Uh, you didn't tell me what her flight was," Derek replied, excitement filling his voice.
"Right. Flight SQ345, gate 22,"
Derek turned around and began to run out of the room.
"Oh and Derek?"
"Yeah,"
"You didn't hear this from me,"
"Of course," Derek replied flashing one of his Mcdreamy smiles. And before Richard could mutter another word, Derek was gone.