AFTERMATH
AN: Here is where I fix up what happened in the last chapter. It is very good, if I do say so myself. Prepare to be surprised. And angry if you wish.
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
- Seattle Grace Hospital, On Call Room, 2016 -
Derek Shepherd woke suddenly.
He just dreamt that Meredith was in a car accident and died. Spontaneous Human Combustion. He quickly rummaged through his pockets for his mobile phone.
As if by instinct, Derek dialled Meredith's number with his eyes closed and put the speaker to his ear.
"Hello, Doctor Grey."
Derek sighed gratefully. She was alive.
"Hello?" she asked.
"Mere," he said, still trying to make heads or tails of the dream he just witnessed.
"What's up Derek?"
"Mere, I need to see you. I need to talk to you. Right now. Meet me in our on call room," he said very quickly.
"Derek, what's wrong? You're confusing me," by the deeper breathing her could hear, she was running, or walking quickly.
"I love you, Mere," he whispered, then hung up the call.
Meredith looked at the screen of her phone strangely. What on earth could be so important that Derek would pull her away from her lunch, then mutter 'I love you' before hanging up? Oh well, surgeons had complex minds. Neurosurgeons minds were even worse.
She opened the door of 'their' on call room, and was surprised to see Derek sitting on one of the bunks, his knees pulled up to his chest ane his face red and puffy from crying.
"Derek! What's wrong?" she immediately asked, rushing over to hug the man like she was his mother.
"Mere, I love you so much. Never, ever leave me," he whispered, sobbing into her shoulder.
"What happened?" she asked again, clearly confused.
Derek spent the next 10 minutes or so recounting his dream to the woman he loved…
"… and the moral of the story is never leave me because I love you too much."
Meredith sighed, grabbed his cheeks and stared into his eyes. "Derek, I will never leave you. And I love you too."
Derek opened his mouth to speak, but Meredith silenced him with a kiss. A long, heated, very passionate kiss.
He reached up to begin removing his scrub top, but Meredith placed one hand on his chest, as if to stop him.
"What's wrong?"
"Don't you think this is too soon?" Meredith asked.
Derek looked at her strangely. "I love you, Mere, and I know you love me too. I know I've practiced celibacy for 10 years, ever since that night at prom. I haven't brought myself to love another woman, pr get over you."
He was starting to tear up, but Meredith removed her hand from his chest. And she started to remove her own scrub top.
"Are you sure about this?" he asked again.
She simply nodded.
"I've waited ten years to be with you. The beast is hungry for McDreamy."
With the lock on the door firmly in place, Meredith and Derek broke their individual vows of celibacy together.
They made love in that on call room. For the first time, or for the thousandth time, it didn't matter.
- Seattle Grace Hospital, Hospital Pad, 2016 -
Meredith Grey sat in the middle of the helicopter pad on the top of Seattle Grace, well aware she could be putting herself in danger, but not caring.
"Mere, why are you sitting up here?"
Izzie's voice cut through the sounds of Seattle, but the doctor she called didn't turn around.
"Meredith?" she asked again, slowly approaching her maid of honour.
"We did it, Izzie," the neurosurgeon whispered. "But we didn't do each other. We actually made love, in our on call room."
Meredith's face was tear stained, sobs still racking her body.
"Oh, Mere."
"And, in that moment, nothing else mattered. All the lies, jealousy, Addison, Mark, him leaving, him coming back, none of it mattered. All that mattered was us, hi and me."
The faint sound of an approaching helicopter meant that the surgeons had to move from the middle of the landing pad.
"Come on, Mere, we've got a new case coming in, one that you're involved in. They've asked for you to be the consulting neurosurgeon on the case specifically."
Meredith looked up at Izzie, over her pregnancy bump and into her loving eyes.
"Ok," she whispered, and pulled herself off the ground and moved to a safer distance.
It didn't take long for the helicopter to land where they had been standing moments before, and the two surgeons, one neuro and the other paediatrics, approached the opening door.
A woman with a head of dark brown, wavy hair stepped down from the open cabin before helping to pull a stretcher out behind her.
"Hey Izzie, hey Meredith!" the figure called out, instantly recognising the two.
Meredith turned to look at Izzie before facing the woman again. She looked strangely familiar.
"Callie?"
He he he he he, I'm so evil.
No one ever thought I'd bring Callie back. Honestly, I didn't even know I was doing that until I wrote it, much like Shonda does with the series.
So, why is Callie back? I have no idea, but maybe reviews can help.
Oh, and yes Meredith's death was a dream. Sorry for scaring you. But it was worth it.
Oh, and the whole 40+ people who are on alert for this story, WHERE ARE YOUR REVIEWS????
Please help me bring the total reviews over 100, that will make me so happy and maybe even update sooner!