Title: A Little Something Called Forever
Author: Sara and Lizzie
Rating: T for language, and sex
Disclaimer: We don't own Grey's.
Summary: Three years ago, Derek moves to New York with Addison. He finally decides to leave her upon hearing that Meredith is getting married
Author's Note: We're slaves to your opinions, and we need reviews. Ok. It's been a while. But we started college, but we promise we'll be updating this, "Sound and Fury" and "The Best Laid Plans". At least as much as possible. Anyway, REVIEW or we'll kill ourselves.
Sorry this is so short, but we didn't want to ruin the reunion with lots of filler.
They say that all you need is love. Maybe that's true. Maybe nothing else matters. Is it possible that true loves trumps commitment, and surgery, and promises and everything else that you thought meant something? I never thought so. Until now.
Meredith had never felt this way before. This total calm, this total confidence in her own choices. It was funny, in an ironic sort of way. Derek had chased her in the beginning, and then she had chased him, and then it reversed again. They kept going back and forth, and here she was, racing her car to the harbor, in hot pursuit.
She pressed the gas pedal a little closer to the floor of Mark and Addison's rented Lexus and smiled. In the end, it was always one of them, standing still in one place, and the other one chasing them. Now was no exception. It was just her turn to do the chasing.
Derek was soaking wet. The rain had come, as it always does in Seattle, and he had gone to the harbor anyway. Rain rolled down his face, and he pretended that not the moisture was the occasional tear. He stood alone in that spot where he and Meredith watched the ferryboats, this time staring out at the lightning and listening to the thunder. He screamed at the storm, but the sound was lost on the wind.
It was funny, in an ironic sort of way. Derek had always been lucky. He was a world renowned brain surgeon. He'd gotten the girl, the hot red head that every man in New York wanted. They had the friends in high places, they had it all. He'd gotten the girl in Seattle- twice. The lusty intern that everyone talked about in New York. But, now here he was.
Completely out of good luck.
Meredith parked and jumped out of the car. It was pouring now, and the storm was raging. She spotted Derek and stopped short. There he was, pacing in their spot. He was everything she wanted, but also the place where everything went wrong.
Doubt started to creep in. The worries she couldn't ignore. The what ifs and the memories of all the times she had gotten hurt before. Meredith shook her head to clear it.
It was Derek. Her McDreamy. "Fuck it." She muttered under her breath. She broke into a run.
"Derek!" she called, coming up behind him.
"Meredith." He breathed. "What are you doing here?" He blinked at her, as if she weren't real, or might just fade away.
"I'm tempting fate." She told him, smiling.
"What about your rehearsal? And Paul?" Derek asked slowly, as if he couldn't comprehend this was actually happening.
"I love you." She said, ignoring the question.
Derek laughed in disbelief. "And I love you."
"So are you staying in Seattle?" she asked him.
"Are Mark and Addison staying in Seattle?"
She looked at him, confused. "Um, no."
He grinned, his old, cocky smile returning to his face. "Then I'm staying." Meredith smiled and kissed him, feeling like they had finally come full circle. Maybe, just maybe the chase was over.
Maybe now it would just be the two of them, no running and no chasing. He grabbed her hand and tugged her toward the car. "Come on." He said. "It's raining, Dr. Grey. We should get back to the house."
"You know the house is full of people, wanting to know which way their bet went?" she asked.
He considered this. "We should get back to the car."
She looked around. "Yours or Mark and Addison's?"
He shot her a devilish grin. "Are you going to let me take advantage of you?"
She leaned into him. "I'm considering it, Dr. Shepherd."
"Then definitely Mark and Addison's."