Title: Breathe
Authors: Sara And Lizzie
Rating: T for language, mild sex
Disclaimer: It would be nice to own grey's anatomy, sadly all we own are a lot of high priced shoes and handbags, and both seasons on dvd.
Summary: A month or so after Meredith's near death experience, tragedy strikes Seattle Grace again in the form of a robbery gone wrong. A hostage situation takes place in the OR. Nine lives hang in the balance as they wait to live, die, or just get blown up.
Author's Note: Here is our epilouge. Sad as we are to end this tale, look for 'Let the Angels Commit', coming soon.
REVIEW.
It was a swingy Dolce and Gabbana number, emerald green, strappy and daringly low cut. It was odd, wearing Addison's dress, but she had insisted, telling Meredith it looked fabulous on her. As they walked into the hospital's fundraising dinner in the Arches ballroom, Meredith found herself with Addison's arms around her.
"You look gorgeous." Addison said, releasing Meredith and linking her arm through Mark's.
"Doesn't she?" Derek murmured in agreement, eyeing her cleavage.
Meredith rolled her eyes at him. "Derek, I'm up here." She said. He grinned at Mark like a fourteen year old, and Meredith and Addison exchanged a look.
Meredith smiled at Addison. "Drink?" she asked. Addison nodded and they strolled to the bar together, looking like old friends. Derek crossed his arms and stepped next to Mark, as they watched their respective women chat and laugh as the bartended made them drinks.
"We're good, right?" Mark asked abruptly. Derek didn't say anything for a long time. Finally, he turned to his oldest friend with a smile on his face.
"Yea, we're good, Mark." He said. They fell silent again, watching as Meredith lifted her left leg to show Addison her heels. "We're lucky men, Mark." He said.
"Can't argue with that, Shep." Mark said. "And to think, we almost…" he trailed off. "There were moments, in the OR, when I could have sworn we were all going to die in there."
Derek nodded solemnly. "Me too." He admitted.
"Hey," Mark said grinning, "We made it. Gotta count for something. Now let's go dance with those women before they start comparing us."
"I'm wearing a dress." Cristina said to Burke as they made their way to the bar.
"I had noticed." Burke said, smiling. "How's the dress?"
"It's not so bad." Cristina said nonchalantly. "Speaking of dresses, I found one I would like to get married in."
Burke cleared his throat, taken aback and unsure of what to say. Cristina smiled and walked ahead of him. He stood, staring at her in amazement. She rolled her eyes. "Yea, let's go." She urged. "Someone has to stop Meredith and Addison from bonding."
At the same time, Izzie was dancing with Alex, laughing as he playfully mocked their friends. George approached them and tapped on Alex's shoulder. "Can I cut in?" he asked. Alex grinned.
"She's all yours, Bambi." He said as headed off to join Burke and Mark at the bar. Izzie smiled at George as he tentatively placed his arms around her.
"Hear anything back?" she asked gently.
George shook his head, struggling to picture Callie clearly in his mind. "Her phone is out of service now." He said. "She really is just gone."
Izzie shook her head. "I'm so sorry George." He looked at her, his best friend, with her shining eyes and radiant blonde hair and smiled.
"Everything happens for a reason Iz."
The evening progressed, and they sat down for dinner, like it was a wedding or a prom. Derek and Meredith, Addison and Mark, Cristina and Burke, and the trio that was Alex, Izzie and George all sat around a table. Halfway through their salads, Meredith pushed her plate away.
"I'm feeling a little claustrophobic." She announced. "I'm just going to go splash some cold water on my face." She was less than ten feet from the table when Derek stood hastily.
"Patient." He said. "I need to call the hospital. About a patient." He shrugged and jogged up the stairs after her.
At the table, Cristina pushed her plate towards Alex. "That killed my appetite." She said.
"At least you don't have to hear it on a nightly basis." Izzie blurted out. Addison made a face and dropped her fork.
"I'm not hungry either." She said, grimacing.
Meredith waited for Derek outside the Arches, grinning ear to ear as he exited. He wrapped his arms around her and kissed her, without missing a beat.
"We seem to be lacking in empty exam rooms." She said, giggling as they came up for air.
"And what are we going to do about that Dr. Grey?" he asked playfully. "Because as good as you look in that dress, I'm not waiting until we get home to get you out of it."
Meredith opened the clutch she was holding and pulled his car keys out, dangling them in front of his face, her eyes sparkling.
"Take me for a ride, Derek." She said.