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Meredith entered her room later that night to see Derek sitting there just flipping through some medicine magazine hastily, obviously not paying attention to it all. She hated seeing him like this. After he had finally broken down, he left in haste leaving Meredith in the on call room. It was almost as if he was ashamed to for her to see him so broken and unsure.

"Derek." said Meredith as she stood by dresser." Do you want to talk? Or maybe call Nancy… or you mom someone." said Meredith.

Derek looked up closing the magazine. "Meredith I'm fine." said Derek as he crossed his arms over his chest and sat up slightly more.

"Derek! You're not fine! I know I'm the last person to be judging whether someone is fine or not, but you're not fine! You're blaming yourself for your father's death! You're blaming yourself for something that happened when you were eight!" shouted Meredith.

Derek looked at her almost studying her for a few moments without speaking. "Meredith, just….please leave me alone." said Derek.

Meredith looked at him once more before pulling open her drawer and grabbing a pair of pajamas. "Fine, I'll go and sleep on the couch." said Meredith calmly as she left the room.

Derek sighed as he turned the light off and rolled over to attempt to go to sleep.

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"Derek?" called Kate Shepherd as she came out through the back of the funeral home. "Derek?" she called until she spotted her son sitting under an old tree in a few feet away. She walked over and stood in front of him. "Mind if I join you?" asked Kate.

Derek shook his head as he scooted over to give his mother room. They sat in silence just staring at the scenery of the sun starting to set over the suburban part of New York's skyline.

"Why aren't you inside with your sisters and your cousins?" asked Kate

"I don't want to see people keep giving me pity looks." said Derek.

"Why would they be giving you pity looks?" asked Kate as she gently brushed a curl back into place.

"Because it's my fault Dad's dead."

Derek shot open his eyes. Okay so maybe Meredith was right about the whole he blaming himself for his Dad dying. But that was when he was eight….. okay maybe now at almost forty he still blamed himself for his death… but. Okay no buts Meredith was right, and he shouldn't have been rude to her. He climbed out of bed and walked downstairs to see the glow of the TV on and Meredith watching one of her mother's surgery tapes. He then walked closer to see her holding and eating a pint of strawberry ice-cream.

"That's not healthy you know." said Derek as he leaned up against the arm of the couch a small smile on his face.

Meredith looked up. "Yeah I know, usually I'd be sleeping by now but somehow I realized I can't sleep with my fiancé's body next to me. Pathetic I know." said Meredith as she spooned a big spoonful of ice-cream into her mouth.

Derek smiled slightly as he sat down next to her and she made room underneath the blanket on top of her. She wrapped it around the two of them as she abandoned the ice cream and they just sat there, Meredith leaning against Derek's shoulder. Not saying anything just being there.

"I've almost blamed myself because I was the one that got the tickets, took him to the game and got out to wait online. It constantly runs through my head… what if." said Derek.

"I know. I know it does, but you can't let it. It's not your fault Derek." said Meredith. "I blamed myself for my mother's death… even though I wasn't conscious at the time. I think it sometimes takes some of the hurt, to blame yourself." said Meredith.

Derek nodded as he sat in silence trying to take in what Meredith had just said. He smiled lightly as he presses a kiss to her forehead." Thank you."

"Derek you'll get through this every year… I'll get you through this. We'll et through this every year." said Meredith.

"Every year huh?" asked Derek smiling again, about how she was talking about the future without a freak-out.

"Every year." responded Meredith with a smile that quickly turned into a large yawn. She then rested her head on sleepily on Derek's shoulder.

"Come on." said Derek standing up as he reached his hand out towards her to help her up. "Let's go to bed."

Meredith groaned as she leaned her head back against the couch. "I can't get up I'm too tired. Go without me."

"Well getting up won't be a problem." said Derek as he swiftly picked Meredith up in his arms.

"Derek!" laughed Meredith as she carried her up the stairs. Her laughter could be heard throughout their halls of the house, probably waking her two roommates. When the arrived in the bedroom they collapsed on it. They quietly snuggled under the covers and clasped fingers through each other as Derek put his arm around her waist.

"I love you Mere." said Derek as she succumbed to sleep. He gently pressed a kiss to her forehead. "I love you too Dad."

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