3. Issues.
As she woke up she could feel the morning breeze on her skin. She opened her eyes carefully. The man who had fallen asleep besides her was gone and he had left the door to the trailer open. She looked around for some clothes. Hers were still damp from the rain last night, so she borrowed one of his shirts and found some old jeans of hers that were lying around since the last time she was there.
It felt so long since the last time she was happy, happy like she was right now. She stepped outside and saw him sitting down by the lake with his fishing gear. It was sunny and the sky was clear.
He had only caught one trout so far. He loved to come out here in the morning before the city woke up and enjoy the silence. He looked at his watched and knew that soon he'd start to hear the sounds of the traffic from the highway. When he heard her footsteps behind him he turned around. God, she looked beautiful. The sun made her honey blonde hair even blonder, almost golden and without the make up he could see freckles on her nose, the ones she hid from the world most days.
He greeted her with a soft kiss.
"Trout for breakfast?" she asked, smiling.
"Well... I know it's no leftover grilled cheese, but you'll have to live with it," he said teasingly.
"I guess we'll both have to make sacrifices," she said as they made their way back to the trailer.
She sat on the porch as he cooked their breakfast. He then came to join her with two plates of grilled trout.
"This is why I keep you around," she said smiling.
They ate their meal quietly enjoying the moment. After they'd finished eating and Meredith had washed their dishes she came back out and sat next to him.
"If every morning could be like this," she sighed.
"It could," he smiled at her. She leaned in and kissed him. When he deepened the kiss she started to pull away.
"Derek, I've been thinking..." she started.
"Don't think," he said in response and kissed her again. When they finally stopped for air Meredith made a second attempt to speak.
"Seriously, I'm being serious!"
"I love you when you're serious," Derek said and kissed her once more.
"We still have a lot of things we need to talk about and sort out," Meredith said when he finally stopped kissing her.
Derek looked into her eyes. There was a sense of vulnerability to them. He knew she was right. They'd already tried to make a fresh start, but life doesn't work so easily. This time they had to do it right, which meant putting it all out in the open and then let it to rest, once and for all.
"I know," he said, mesmerized by this person by his side.
There was an awkward moment of silence while she was trying to say what she wanted to say. She didn't quite know how to go about it.
"Well, what are you thinking? You think we should go see a therapist?" Derek said, when she clearly was not going speak.
"Do you think it's a bad idea?" She replied with a nervous look on her face.
"No, actually. I've been thinking that too, that we might need someone to help us sort out our issues."
She smiled. "Okay."