(After Derek finds Addison and Mark in bed together)
Disclaimer: Don't own Grey's yada yada… Also the song is by Snow Patrol.
I've got this feeling that there's something that I missedHe's had a long day of work. He lost two patients today. It was bad luck, bad juju. He walks into his house with the world on his shoulders and a bad feeling in his gut. As he steps inside, he brushes the rain off his shoulder. Something is different about the house. He can feel it. He wonders if the storm has passed or if there's more to come. He walks up the stairs, tiredly putting one foot in front of the other. The stairs creak under him. A siren bleats as it rushes by in the rain. The noise takes him out of his reverie.
(I could do most anything to you...)
He hears a noise. He can feel himself not caring. He tries to convince himself it's not what it seems. His fingers barely shake as he turns the knob. He sees her. In a heated kiss. With his best friend. She's on top of him. He can feel himself not caring.
Don't you breathe
She sees him. Her whole world stops in that moment. She sees him turn away and shut the door quietly behind him. She can already feel the tears running down her face. She suddenly can't breathe. The heat is suffocating her. She has to get up. She has to get up and run after him.
Something happened, that I never understood
She pulls her clothes on, wiping the perspiration from her face. She doesn't say a word as she leaves the room. She's willing herself not to cry. He is in the hallway. For a long time they don't utter a word. He's staring at her in embarrassment. The shame rises through her body like a shiver. Anger follows. He doesn't care. He's forcing himself. Tears blur her vision and she forces herself into a dream world where he cares for her.
You can't leave
"Tell him to get out of my house," He says, his voice shaking. He is a pretender. "Tell him to get out of my house right now." His voice is low and menacing. It scares her. She is in a surreal world as his best friend leaves. As her lover leaves. She watches his face. His eyes don't flinch. "Get out of my house." He's addressing her. They're both responsible. He won't admit it. She closes her eyes and lets out an uncharacteristic sob. He doesn't care. He doesn't care. She protests but he throws her clothes out the door and forces her into the rain. She feels the weight of his hands on her shoulders. He has never touched her like that before.
Every second, dripping off my fingertips
The rain soaks her and her warmth melts. She is numb. Her hair sticks to her drenched shirt. She bangs on the door, hopelessly. She sees his shadow through the window, watching. She shivers. She lays her hand on the smoked glass, tries to touch him. Time goes slowly. He opens the door. He doesn't care.
Wage your war
Her sobs fill the room and echo off the empty walls. "You can't leave Derek. You have to stay. You have to stay."
His blue eyes reveal no emotion. He just stares at her. She thinks she sees a flicker of anger in his eyes, but she can't be sure. "Goodbye, Addison."
"No!" She screams. She is at his feet now. She needs him. She needs him. "If you leave we'll never have a chance. We'll never have a chance. If you leave right now we won't have a chance."
He turns around. The rain beats against the street. Her heart beats with each step he takes towards the door. For a second she thinks there is no way he can leave. He can't leave her. "If you leave now," She says one more time, "We won't have a chance."
Another soldier, says he's not afraid to die
He looks at her, she memorizes his face. She knows.
Well I am scared
She wants to remind him of everything. She wants him to remember that day in spring. The day she wore a white dress and he promised her a beautiful life. He won't care.
In slow motion, the blast is beautiful
His back is to her. She closes her eyes. She doesn't want to see him leave. She wills herself not to care. How is it so easy for him? Time stops.
Doors slam shut
When her eyes fly open he's gone. She feels the hotness of her tears on his face. She cries as she hasn't cried in a long time. There's no one to hear her anymore. There's no one to find her anymore.
A clock is ticking, but it's hidden far away
She collapses on the floor. Her wet hair lies limply over her shoulders. She lays still. She doesn't know how much time passes.
Safe and sound
She doesn't care.
