A/N: I wasn't planning on writing another chapter to this fic but my friend Noel suggested this chapter to me so here we are!

Leaving was another one of the harder things she had to do that morning, but she'd survive. She just kept the thought in the back of her mind that she'd come home later that night to him. The day seemed just to be crawling along. Not going fast enough. She still had that made up tune flowing in though her head.

Of course it had hit her about half way though the day while making Mac and cheese for lunch. And suddenly it was turning in to a song in her head. Lyrics were coming to her.

By the time she was heading home, she was already banging out a beat on her steering wheel while stuck in traffic. And upon returning home merely gave Brian a quick acknowledgment before grabbing her bongos and a shutting herself in the bathroom.

She surfaced a moment later to grab a pen and paper then shut and locked the door once more. Brian had barely anytime to even get a glimpse of her before she shut the door. Of course he was feeling a little disappointed. After that morning, he kind of was just hoping she would've gotten home that night and at least would've given him a hug or something.

But Brian, he wasn't entirely sure what was going on but had an idea. The last time something like the had happened, she had written Loved and Alived. Of course she wouldn't let anyone listen to the song until it was completely finished.

About 10 minutes later when Brian had started making dinner for that night he could hear the faintest of noises coming from the bathroom. He crept silently as possible over and pressed his ear up against the door. Trying to listen, but heard nothing.

"Brian you'd better not be listening at the door!" He heard Meredith call back out. Quickly her scampered away trying not to seem like he was there.

Around another 20 minutest later he knocked on the door. "Hey uh, Mere, dinner's ready if you wanna come out now."

"I'll be out in a few!" Came the quick response. Brian nodded then went and sat down at the table waiting for her to come out. He sat there patiently and waited.

10 minutes had passed. "Hey are you coming?"

30 minutes, had suddenly gone by and she still hadn't come out.

Brian was just about to give up and eat his now cold food when she burst out of the bathroom. "I'm finished!" She said and smiled proudly.

"Great! Are you going to come and eat now?" Brian whined slightly.

"I will just, I want you to hear it first." She said grinning as she pulled out the chair and set her bongos on her lap.

"Alright," Brian said and turned to look at her putting on a fake smile. Honestly all he wanted to do at this point was eat his dinner.

"Uh," Meredith grabbed a spoon from next to her plate and started speaking in to it as though it were a microphone. "I'd like to dedicate this song to my boyfriend. It's called Holding You." Then it hit her, "And no, it's not supposed to sound like Holden You" she thought title that sounded really good in her head.

Meredith put her fake microphone down before slapping her palms against the head of the drum in her lap and started singing.

Brian sat there in stunned silence. Watching her play. How much more happy her face got while singing, and how big her smile was. He just all of the sudden started paying attention to the little things about her that made him love her so much. And the fact she'd written a song for him just warmed him up. And here he was complaining that she wasn't at dinner in time.

Brian just sat there and grinned during the rest of the song. "So what did you think?" She asked, setting down her instrument and standing up.

"I thought it was absolutely brilliant," Brian said and grabbed her hand then pulled her close to him.

"You really think so?" She asked smiling down at him.

"Mmhmmm," he nodded then pulled her down on to his lap. "I know so," he said then gave her a kiss on the cheek. Suddenly he wasn't feeling all that hungry anymore. He just wanted to be wrapped up with his girlfriend.