A/N: Hey everyone! So, this is my first fic, I'm glad some of you have read and liked chapter one! It'd mean a lot if you reviewed so I know how you feel about it! Thank you!

- Paz

Chapter 2:

You know that moment, when you're having this very good dream, but then you start hearing something going off, like a buzz, something weird, or maybe like... my freaking cellphone...

I woke up instantly, when being a med student, there aren't many other things you can do when you think your alarm is going off. I saw who was calling. Of course. Who else could call me at 3:30 in the morning?

"You realize I'm really close to cutting your balls off, right?" I said as soon as I picked up.

"I know, I know, I'm sorry!" I heard the person the other side of the phone say. I rolled my eyes. I was going to kill him. "But Mer this is an emergency I swear!"

"Derek..." I sighed. "Your emergencies are usually hair problems. What the hell is going on that couldn't wait until tomorrow?"

"I got in"

I jumped out of bed in a millisecond.

"You got in?!" God, too loud. Sorry, roommates, no sleep for you either then.

"I... Did" I could feel him smiling over the phone.

"Oh my god, Derek! That's amazing! I'm just... Wow. Congratulations!"

"Thanks, Mer..." He was still smiling. And so was I. It was hard not to. He'd been waiting for so long, and putting so much effort. And I'd been there, every step of the way. "I just found out. I couldn't wait to tell you..."

"No.. It's fine. I'm glad you called." I said in a whisper.

There was a small pause. We did this thing where we just enjoyed silence. Being quiet and knowing the other one is right there, hearing you breathe.

"You get that in two months you're going to be an intern? And part of one of the best hospitals in the country?" I said breaking our little spell.

"No" He laughed. "I still feel like we're in high school. I don't know how to survive an internship..."

I smiled remembering the old days. "Are you nervous?"

"More like scared as hell..." We both laughed.

"But you'll do fine... You'll be an amazing doctor, Der"

"Thanks, Mer" he took a deep breath "Thanks for everything. For being there. I don't know what I'd do without you." He chuckled.

"Right? I don't know what you'd do without me either!" We laughed "Don't worry, that's what life companions are for, isn't it?"

"Yeah, it is..." We laughed again. Until I heard Cristina, my roommate, not so happily screaming from next door.

"Meredith! Go back to sleep right now if you don't want me to kick your skinny ass until the sun is freaking shining!" I laughed in silence.

"I guess you have to go" he said sadly.

"I do." I whispered. "But, I'll call you tomorrow, as soon as I'm done with my classes, okay?"

"Can't wait" I smiled. "Bye, Mer. Thanks, again, for... You know"

"I know... Bye, Derek." And I hung up. I always hung up first. When we first started calling each other, it didn't take me long to realize that he could never hang up first. If I wouldn't do it, he would stay quiet, but I knew he was still there. I could feel him, or whatever. It could take minutes of us just being in silence without hanging up. It was weird, but that's just how we do it...

It was 4:15 AM already, I knew I should be trying to sleep. But the news were huge. I was happy for him. Really happy. But him getting into Seattle Grace meant him all across the country from me. Even if we didn't see each other everyday, he was still in New York, just hours away from Boston. Not a flight away.

Even though we seem to be great right now, we started this thing with the wrong foot. He was supposedly in love with me but also too young to understand what love is. The thing completely blew up in our faces. We didn't talk for a whole year afterwards. So we decided we weren't made for that. But at the same time we knew. We are soulmates. God, what have I turned into? Cinderella? I mean, I know it sounds cheesy, but... It's a connection that everyone can feel. I know what he's thinking before he even realizes that he's thinking it. And he knows every time something's wrong with me when not even I can tell. And a lot of other thousand things that happen to us, only with each other. That's when we he named me his "life companion". A person who's always there no matter what. As a lover, as a sister, as a friend...

We are best friends. But with a whole lot of sexual tension between us every time we're together. It's gotten easier over time, though. But still, we're scared to death to risk it. So yeah, we settle. Because having him as a best friend is better than not having him at all. Plus, he's the best thing that's happened to me, whatever our relationship is.

The bad thing, is that there is always one fear. He could find someone else. He has done it in the past. Romantically, I have no right over him. And I want him to be happy. And I know I'm emotionally unavailable. So, he could move on, he even should. And I would end up being 50... and single... living with cats. That looks great, Mer... Damn it!