Did he come to Seattle in an attempt to mend what had been broken? He went for coffee when invited and stared hard at a gold-framed picture of the three of them that could not have been taken because surely they had never looked that hopeful and innocent.
In surgery, he laid his hand over Owen's when the scalpel shook over untouched skin and felt the tremors deep in his bones. Owen never looked at Amelia, but she followed him when he left, while Nathan frowned over the grateful glance thrown his way and then met Meredith's eyes which were smiling.
In the end, they met for a drink and a joke, smiling over damp memories, each careful and shy, afraid that any more hurt would break their comfortable shell of pain, but talking once again, with each other, a rare gift, Megan always by their side.
It was worth staying for, he thought, looking at his best friend, his brother once more. It was well worth staying for.
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