Chapter 10:
"Meredith?"
"Meredith?"
Meredith looked between the two men that were both dressed up and standing in front of her in the hospital lobby, waiting for her next move. Meredith looked between the two men and then turned around to run down the stairs. She heard footsteps following her, but she didn't dare to turn around to see who they belonged to. She ran to her car and stopped at the door. She tried to open it, but it was locked. She then realized that her purse was inside. She turned around and saw Derek right in front of her.
"Meredith," he said in a low voice.
A tear rolled down Meredith's cheek as she decided not to respond, having no idea what she would say even if she had wanted to respond.
"Meredith, what does this mean?" Derek asked.
"What does this mean? Why are you asking me that? You're the one married. What does this mean for you Derek?" Meredith asked as it began to rain.
Derek looked at her for a moment, "It.. It means," all of a sudden everything went out of focus. The space between Meredith and Derek seemed to be getting massively larger. Meredith looked around and she couldn't see the hospital or her car. Everything was getting dark.
"Derek?" Meredith said. "Derek?" she repeated herself louder, more forcefully this time.
"Derek isn't here anymore," a familiar voice said.
The glow upon a woman's face appeared and Meredith knew who it was almost immediately, "Addison, what did you do with Derek?"
Addison laughed, "I didn't do anything. You pushed him away all by yourself."
January 13, 2007- New York City, New York
Meredith woke up, out of breath with her heart beat racing. She opened her eyes and sat up. She saw nothing but darkness and only heard silence. She looked at the clock and saw that it was two in the morning. She turned her head to look at Jacob who was peacefully asleep. She laid back down and tried to slow her breathing to a normal pace, continuing to tell herself that it was just a dream.
Meredith woke up and stumbled into the kitchen. She poured herself a cup of coffee and saw Cristina sitting where Jacob usually sat in the mornings. Meredith took her normal seat with coffee in hand, "Where's Jacob?"
"He already left."
"Oh," Meredith said, her eyes still weren't completely open.
"Rough night?" Cristina asked.
"You could say that."
"That tends to happen to people in denial."
"I'm not in denial."
"It's all about the names, Meredith. All about the names," Cristina said as she got up from the table.