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GUYS, oh my gosh I'm terrible! Please forgive me, I have a good reason for my absence.
So, school has started up again. And my being a cinema major= taking cinema classes. Well, one class is a script writing class— it's rough writing your own movie script.
I am hoping to update every Friday, and if not Friday then the weekend (no promises for this week)
After many hours on a plane, Meredith had made it to Washington D.C with her two children safely. Her next obstacle was finding Derek. She figured he would be staying in his apartment he had there, if he hadn't already gotten rid of it. Luckily, she had the address saved in her messages from all those months ago.
So with her children, Meredith caught a cab and gave the driver the address to Derek's apartment. She had to admit, it felt weird being in this new, strange place. Just knowing that if she hadn't stood her ground back before Derek left, when Cristina was still around, this would have been her home. She wouldn't have to be searching all of D.C for her husband. No, instead she would be with him, fight free.
It was her luck that they would get to the apartment and Derek wouldn't be there. Things always interfered with her plans. Except today, she did have a little luck on her side because her phone wasn't dead. Dialing Derek's number, Meredith sighed. This was not how she planned to see her husband again.
"Meredith?" Was the first thing out of Derek's mouth when he answered his phone. "Shouldn't you be at work?"
Again, Meredith sighed. "I came to you this time, but you're not home."
She could practically hear the smile crossing Derek's face. "I just finished up the paperwork I had to fill out today. I'll be at the apartment in ten minutes. There's a coffeeshop a block away if you want to wait there."
Meredith nodded her head even though Derek couldn't see it. "Okay…that works. I'll see you soon."
They had ended the call and Meredith told Zola to hold onto the rolling bag again. She had been transporting her and the kids by holding Bailey, slowly pulling a rolling luggage bag while having Zola hold onto it so her daughter was technically holding onto her and wouldn't get lost. Meredith really hadn't thought the plan out fully when she packed a bag for her and the kids. She just packed a bag and left with the kids.
The coffee shop was small but welcoming. Meredith was expecting a Starbucks type corporation, so upon entering the family owned shop, she was fairly surprised. She got herself and the kids settled at a table before asking Zola if she wanted anything.
"Zo, do what want anything to eat or drink?"
Zola looked up at her mother before replying. "Can I get a hot chocolate, mama?"
"Stay here with Bailey. I'm going to go order, okay?" Meredith said as she began to get up. All she received in response was a nod from Zola as the young girl was on her iPad.
After sitting at the table for fifteen minutes, Zola was just finishing her drink when Meredith looked up and saw her husband walking through the door. She tapped Zola on the arm to catch her attention. When the girl looked up, she ran over to Derek before she was scooped up from the ground and held in her father's arm.
Meredith smiled at the bond of Derek and their daughter. As she watched the exchange, she couldn't help but think back to the time just a few years ago when she didn't really want children, and now as she watched her family, she couldn't remember why she had been so hesitant.
She picked Bailey up and began walking over to Derek. When Derek saw her approaching, he gave her a small smile.
Oh, he knew he was in trouble for just up and leaving, but luckily for him, Meredith wouldn't say anything to him until they were home in Seattle and the kids were asleep in their respective rooms. Since their fighting began, they had unfortunately fought in front of the kids—something Meredith never wanted to happen. They did their best to keep it away from the kids, but with the high octaves of their voices, it hardly ever worked.
Meredith gave Derek a smile back. It was a smile with the hidden meaning of 'don't think you're off the hook'. It was a smile she had given Derek many times throughout their relationship.
Meredith handed Bailey off to Derek before she went and gathered their belongings from the table, threw out their trash and took Derek's hand that he held out for her once he put Zola down.
He took his growing family back to his small apartment in D.C. He hadn't missed it at all; the small space was barley furnished. The walls were a bland brown, void of anything on them. Since it was a small studio apartment, everything was visible from the threshold of the front door. Next to Derek's bed on the nightstand is a framed photo of Meredith, Derek and the kids on the day that Bailey was born.
Meredith looked around the small space and was taken back to the time when Derek first showed her the trailer in the early days of their relationship, the first time around. She shot a knowing look at Derek and by the glint in his eyes, she knew he was thinking the same thing.
"So, what all do you have to do?" Meredith asked, wondering how long they would be in D.C.
"I just have to sign a few more things at the NIH and I'll be free to go. We can go home to Seattle, continue on with our lives, and wait for the twins to get here. That is all I want; for us to be a family together again."
Meredith smiled softly at Derek. "Me too. But you're still not getting away with just up and leaving us like that. Just wait until we get home."
Ok, so this is super short and I hate that it's short, but I wanted to give you guys an update. More by Sunday, that I promise. Also, just a fair warning, I found a way to bring Lexie (because she was one of my favs) into the story.