Chapter 3 - Don't blame me for this...
There will always be a place
For you for all my life
I'll keep a part of you with me
(Faith Hill - There you'll be)
The Funeral was going as well as could be expected. Izzie and Cristina had ordered boquets of red and pink roses, with bits of lavender in, George and Alex had written invitations, and Derek had chosen the coffin, the gravestone, the church and the car she would arrive in. Meredith arrived in a large carriage, pulled by four brillaint-white horses. A wreath next to her coffin read Meredith. She was shortly followed by a collection of black cars, each containing her guests. They pulled up at the church, St. Thomas, where Meredith had always dreamed of getting married, as the view from the windows was perfect at sunset. Alex and George had written invitations for everyone; Adele and Richard Webber, Bailey and her husband (and son), Addison, Burke, Thatcher Grey, and Ellis Grey. A few of Meredith's old friends from Boston had somehow heard that she had died, and tagged along to the funeral. The six men each took hold of Meredith's coffin, and carried her in; Thatcher and Derek at the front, Alex and George in the middle, and Preston and Richard at the back. They placed her down at the front of the church, and took their seats, waiting for the Vicar to start the ceremony. After he was done, Derek finally got up to say a few words. He took a deep breath, and looked around the room. ''Uh, Where to begin? Meredith was...A breath of fresh air, she had the most amazing smile, the perfect green eyes, she was...Amazing. A great intern too, she would have been a brilliant surgeon, better than any of us here today. She took pride in her work, and enjoyed bending the rules, just to get her way. She didn't mind a challenge, as we all know, and she valued her friends deeply...She deserved more from life, more from her family. She deserved to be loved, and cared for. She deserved to be treated with respect, and honor...'' Derek trailed off, realising the truth. He looked over at her coffin, and scurried out of the church. Addison followed him, and tried to comfort him.
''Derek,'' She said, touching his left upper arm.
''Im fine.'' He replied, shrugging her off.
''You sound almost convinced by that as i do.'' She smiled, Derek looked at her, his eyes ablaze. ''C'mon Derek, i haven't done anything wrong here, dont blame me for this.'' She pleaded.
''Dont blame you? If you hadn't followed me here, me and Meredith would still be together, she would still be alive!''
''How do you work that out? Me coming to Seattle has no connection with Meredith tempting suicide!!'' A sharp hand made its way across her face, leaving a large red hand print.
''Addison, Addie, im so sorry, i didn't mean that.'' Derek apologised.
''No, no, it's okay,'' She replied, clutching her cheek. ''I deserved that. What i said was uncalled for. But seriously Derek, you have to stop punish me, and yourself for what happened. It was no one's fault, it was an accident.'' She pulled him into a hug, and rested her head on his shoulder. Derek lifted her chin, and pulled her into a passionate kiss. As he did so, all he could think about was Meredith, and how her kisses tasted, how her kisses felt, and how Addison's kisses were nothing compared to hers. He pulled away, and looked at her face, stroking her sore cheek. ''Im am really sorry.'' He told her again. ''Im really, rea--'' Something caught his eye, or rather, someone. Walking towards him was a young woman. She had long dirty blonde hair past her shoulder, a petite figure, and from what he could see, two pale green eyes reflecting from the sun. ''Meredith?'' He questioned, walking towards the woman in disbelief. ''Meredith??'' He asked, louder this time, his light steps turning into fast leaps..
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Well, Short chapter i know... We've just seen poor Mer's funeral, and a mystery guest has appeared outside. Wanna see me explain??...R & R! You know the Drill!!