Disclaimer: I don't own Grey's Anatomy, nor any of the characters. Sadly enough, all I own is Season 2 on DVD, and some pretty cool thoughts of Patrick Dempsey….

A/M: WOW! Ya'll are so good at the review thing!! Thanks so much, it's nice to know my stuff is being liked! I really don't want to make Addison a bitch. I hope I conveyed that in my last story. I don't want everything to be her fault, because as much as I LOVE Derek, it's partly his fault. Anywho, I hope you enjoy this chapter too!

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All I could think about as I was running down the hall was seeing her. I step into her room as quietly as possible. She was sleeping. Even as battered as her body was, she's gorgeous.

I picked up her chart to read what all the doctors had found out. Her rape test had come back positive, but was not pregnant. She had no permanent brain damage, which was good, but she was non-reactive. The only ones she'd let touch her were the nurses, and even then she was uncomfortable.

I sat down in a chair next to her bed. How could someone do that to her!? How could someone hurt such a beautiful person?

Suddenly I hear stirring coming from her bed. I look up to see her gray eyes clouded with fear. She was hurting, but was determined not to show.

"Derek, why are you here? I don't need to you take care of me. I don't need a knight in shining…whatever."

God that hurt. How could she think she meant so little to me? She turned around to look out the window again. Surprise, it was raining again. It seemes like in never stopped in Seattle.

"Meredith, I'm here because I care about you. Really and truly. I know you're hurting right now, but I'm here. I'm not going anywhere."

So I sit down in a chair far enough away that it won't bother her, but close enough to be there instantly if she needed anything.

"I don't need you to be here. I'm fine."

There was that word again. Fine, she was not fine. Anything but. And I was part of the reason for that.

"Meredith, you may say you're fine, but I know you're not. So I'm going to sit here. Now you need your sleep, so rest."

I explain with a smug smile.

Suddenly she breaks down in sobs. In an instant I was with her. Sitting on the corner of her bed, holding her. I couldn't help but feel a feeling of belonging. This is where I needed to be. No where else but here.

"I…I, I don't know what happened. One minute I was sitting a Joe's. I had a couple of shots," I knew that was my fault, "the next thing I know, I was, was... Oh God, it was all my fault. I let him." She broke out in a fit of tears.

I rock her back and forth comfortingly. Whispering words of encouragement.

"Meredith, this is NOT your fault. It's the disgusting person who did this to you. I'm so sorry for putting you through all this. I know most of it is my fault. But I'm here now, not that it's any excuse for what I did before, but I'm here."

She didn't say anything else. Slowly her tears turned to soft sobs. I took my shoes off and slowly crawled into bed with her. Holding her close to my body.

This is where I belong. Right here.

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A/N: I know it's short, but I have certain stopping points in my head. They should start getting longer after this. I know the "Meredith: damsel in distress" thing is pretty popular right now. I hope mine isn't just another one. Please review and tell me what you think. I know I haven't included a lot of other characters, but again, things should start rolling more quickly now. : )