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After a flight that seemed to last days, Meredith landed in Boston. She knew this place pretty well – at least she did when she was a kid. People from the flight were still staring at her when they walked by. She probably looked like crap. She cried about Derek the entirety of the time. She still was crying a little, but couldn't seem to figure out why. He had been a complete ass to her so many times, and then, he speeds to the airport to try to sweep her off her feet before she leaves. If it were in a movie, Meredith might have even thought it was romantic. But this was real life; this was her life.
Since when had she become this girl? The one who would cry for hours on end about the one guy that she couldn't have. But now technically she could have him. Because he wanted her. He wanted her for a lifetime. Now, she was thinking it might be too late for their chance. She really wasn't sure if she could trust him again – she could try. But look where her trying to trust him had gotten them.
Thankfully, Meredith had today and tomorrow to spend to herself. The people at Mass Gen told her they would let her apartment hunt for a couple of days. Meredith wasn't in the mood to look for a new place, when all she would be thinking about is what she was leaving behind. Knowing her, she would probably sit in her hotel room all day, watching sad movies and bawling her eyes out, and order some room service. Because now, she was that girl. Still, that sounded like a pretty good day right now.
She had picked up her rental car and started to drive to her hotel. She tried to think about how pretty it was here and maybe getting tickets for a Red Sox game. They were playing the Yankees this weekend. Derek loved the Yankees…no matter what she would try to think about, her thoughts would always wander back to him.
When she got to the hotel, she threw her luggage on the bed. The place looked familiar, maybe one of the places she had a pointless one night stand. She really hoped that she didn't see anyone she knew from her wild days. That could be embarrassing.
Meredith grabbed her phone off the night stand to check her messages. There were five new voicemails. The first one was from Mass Gen, telling her they were very lucky that she was considering them, and they were excited for her to come. She didn't care anymore. Delete. The second was from Alex telling her that he was going to bring someone home tonight, and he didn't want her to mind. Delete. Third, Cristina was excited because Hahn had finally let her assist on a complicated procedure. It made Meredith laugh that she got these kinds of messages from Cristina almost daily. Delete. The fourth voicemail was from Izzie, asking where she was and if she was ok. She would have to call her later to tell her about her trip, but it didn't seem to matter now because she was already here. Delete. The last one was a voice that sounded sad. A voice that sounded disappointed. Meredith would have felt sorry for this person if she didn't already know who it was from.
"Hey Mer. It's Derek," there was a long pause. "I really don't know what to say to tell you how sorry I am. I love you, Mer, so much. I never want to lose you, and now I think I did. I hope you come back so we can talk. I know you're mad at me and don't trust me, and you have a right to. I've treated you like crap so many more times than I can remember. I wish I hadn't. Because maybe, then we could be happy together. All I want for you is to be happy. And if you like Boston then…"
The message got cut off. Meredith didn't know what to do in a situation like this. She should have never come here. It was a bad idea from the start – she was just running from her problems again. But she couldn't turn back now. She had to work for a few days, and then she would go back to Seattle when she was planning to. She started crying again. This was going to be a long five days.
All Derek could do once Meredith left was to run to the nearest bathroom and cry. He was never a crier – he barely even cried when he was eleven, and his dad died. That incident taught him that life was way too short to waste any time. That's why he rushed into a marriage with Addison when he didn't get to know her as well as he should have. Maybe if he waited a little bit longer, he would have realized that their personalities just didn't blend well. And if he hadn't been married, he and Meredith would be in a very different point in their relationship right now. He wouldn't be sitting on a bathroom floor in an airport crying about her while she was traveling halfway across the country to get away from him.
But none of this was Addison's fault. It was all his fault, and he knew it. That's why the pain hurt so much worse, he told himself.
Derek decided that he should probably clean himself up and go back to work. He hoped he had an extra pair of scrubs there so that he wouldn't have to sit in his soaking wet ones all day.
It was still raining outside. Derek hadn't even noticed it before. Now, he acknowledged it, and the gloomy weather was simply adding to his depression.
Derek drove back to the hospital in a haze. This was bad – really, really bad. He probably would never be with her now. He had a chance – too many chances actually – and he constantly found a way to mess them all up. But he had to try, make an effort. He would make an effort to be with her for every day of the rest of his life. Derek picked up his cell phone and began to dial the familiar number.
The phone went straight to her voicemail. She was definitely still on her flight. "Hey Mer. It's Derek." He was so stupid. He didn't even have anything ready to say to her. "I really don't know what to say to tell you how sorry I am. I love you, Mer, so much. I never want to lose you, and now I think I did. I hope you come back so we can talk. I know you're mad at me and don't trust me, and you have a right to. I've treated you like crap so many more times than I can remember. I wish I hadn't. Because maybe, then we could be happy together. All I want for you is to be happy. And if you like Boston then…"
You can stay there, but please don't leave me here without you. Please don't go. I love you.
But he got cut off by an automated voice, "Sorry. Your message is too long. If you have anything else to say, you should leave another message."
He sighed. He probably should try to bother her as little as possible for the next few days. She had a big decision to make, and he shouldn't be a distraction to her. Derek was sulking as he walked into the hospital. This was going to be a long five days.
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