#drmeredithgreyshepherd

[surgeonsoath]

@drmeredithgreyshepherd paged Derek Shepherd

Everything was bright. Bright lights, bright sun shining from outside. It hurt his eyes. He brought his hand up to his eyes to shield them, tugging his IV slightly and making him hiss in pain. He brought the hand down, turning it over so his palm was facing up and then turning it back so he could inspect the IV. They did a pretty good job. He must be somewhere good. When he looked around he noticed familiar things. The symbol on the door of the ICU room told him he was at Grey Sloan Memorial Hospital. It seemed strange to him. Had he woken in a parallel universe where Meredith and Mark were married? Was he still in Seattle? He had to be if that was the name on the door. 

He hadn’t taken much notice to the other things in the room but his eyes finally landed on the empty chair beside his bed. It had a jacket slung over the back and there was a purse. Maybe Addison had been there and had gone for some coffee, but the jacket didn’t look like something she would wear. 

He frowned as he continued to try piece things together. It made his head hurt. He looked down at his body in the bed, his mind finally registering he was holding something in his right hand. The call button. He pressed the button firmly and looked up, as if they would appear like a genie. When no one appeared he pressed it again.

[mctwcsty]

“To love each other, even when we hate each other. No running, ever. Nobody walks out, no matter what happens. We’ll take care of each other even when we’re old, senile and smelly. This is forever.”

[mcmachine]

@drmeredithgreyshepherd​   //   meredith grey.

there  was  no  place  that  april  rather  be  than  the  hospital.   she  had  physically  recovered  through  the  trauma  of  samuel’s  birth  &  taken  off  the  time  that  she  was  strongly  suggested  to  before  returning  to  the  hospital.   she  had  taken  a  drastic  shift  from  sitting  in  the  nursery’s  rocking  chair  from  dusk  to  dawn,  to  wanting  nothing  more  than  the  constant  pressure  of  the  emergency  or  operating  room.   she  needed  her  mind  filled  &  her  heart  pumping.   the  overly  concerned  looks  from  owen  were  not  helping,  nor  arizona  staring  from  a  distance  without  any  clear  indication  of  what  to  do.   she  needed  something  that  felt  normal,  that  felt  like  her  entire  world  had  not  been  ripped  apart  &  turned  upside  down.   if  she  couldn’t  have  that,  then  she  needed  a  damn  good  distraction.

“hey.”   two  cups  of  hot  coffee  were  set  down  on  the  nurse’s  station,  sliding  one  over  to  meredith.   if  april  could  get  that  from  anyone,  it  was  meredith.   “please  tell  me  you  have  something  good  on  your  schedule  that  i  can  assistant  with,  because  if  i  see  the  word  appy  one  more  time,  i  might  lose  it.”

[herheroics]

@drmeredithgreyshepherd​ gets a starter

       SHE DIDN’T even hear about the cause for the crash until she was half way through with her patient and as much as she wanted to, she couldn’t walk out half way through. the blonde swallowed the lump that had formed in her throat as she finished up with her patient before she casually walked over to the nurses station, placing the iPad down and walked out. She needed to get out of there, she couldn’t be in there right now. Licking her lips slightly, Arizona found herself walking and walking before stopping and realising she’d found herself standing in front of her favorite donut shop close to the hospital. She definitely needed at least two dozen donuts. Grabbing the two boxes, Arizona returned back to the hospital, ignoring all of the calls that were directed her way and just kept going.

     The blonde found herself seated on the ground in a storage room, eating one of many donuts she had grabbed. She was okay. She wasn’t on the plane. Her plane has been and gone and she was alive. The people that she saw in the emergency room..they had similar wounds to what they had suffered. Closing her eyes, Arizona let out a sigh as she wiped at the tears that had fallen before looking up as the door was opened to reveal Meredith. “ I can’t be out there anymore. All I can think of is...what happened TO US.”

[gcdgrey]

Staring Down the Barrel of a Loaded Gun || Alex and Meredith|| Closed with drmeredithgreyshepherd

@drmeredithgreyshepherd

Having landed only to receive a text from Maggie that Derek was alive and back Alex didn’t even bother heading home. If he was being honest, he was thankful for the excuse not to have to see Jo right now. He needed to sort some things out first, figure out what he was going to do about the kids and about Izzie. Dealing with Mer’s problem wouldn’t help him deal with that but he hoped it would distract him long enough to come up with something. 

Maggie’s next text read that she and Derek were getting the kids out of the house to give them some privacy. That was probably for the best, Alex was filled with anger at the thought that Derek would just waltz back into the lives of 3 kids and Meredith after five years in the wind. Five years where Mer had first thought him dead in a ravine somewhere. Five years where Alex had privately been thinking he’d just taken the easy way out and left her and the kids. Five years where he didn’t even know his daughter. 

He lifts the suit case onto the porch and pulls his keys out of his pocket, thankful he still has the one for Mer’s place. He unlocks the door and pushes it open. 

“Mer?” He calls, tossing the keys in the dish and setting the suit case by the stairs. He starts up them, wondering if she’ll be in bed, but then he hears something in the kitchen that makes him go back down. Amelia isn’t here is she? Maggie hadn’t said anything about her being around. “Mer?” He calls again, moving into the kitchen to find her standing at the sink. 

[ficklehcart-a]

@drmeredithgreyshepherd​ gets a starter 

Ringing the doorbell at Meredith’s still felt strange. When she was with Alex she often would just walk in without a care in the world. Jo could walk through, hold Meredith’s kids, cook breakfast all before even seeing Mer sometimes, but now among the sea of faces it was the only face she wanted to see. As much as Alex had considered Meredith his best friend, Meredith was Jo’s mentor too. The only person that seemed to believe that she could do something that now was around. 

“I know you’re probably mad at me.” The pink scrubs she had just taken off after a few weeks in OB also feeling strange, but in a different sense. “And you’re probably going to say that I made a mistake or that pink scrubs aren’t self-respecting.” She had heard it all already. “But I needed to talk to you so can we put that aside for just a minute and talk?” Afraid of Mer’s verbal attack more than a physical one she prepared herself for rejection. “I just... I came to talk to you about something important and with you being awake... I was hoping that maybe you would be happy to see me and you wouldn’t just slam the door in my face.” 

[surgeonsoath]

@drmeredithgreyshepherd paged Derek Shepherd

      “MEREDITH.”

      Her name sounded loud coming from his voice as it echoed down the empty halls of the hospital. Her retreating figure only made him walk quicker, running to keep up with her. “Meredith.” A door closing in his face. He stopped it before it closed completely, slipping inside and leaning against the door as she kept the bed between them. “I just wanted to make sure you’re alright.” He told her, his suit slightly disheveled as he walked closer to her. 

      SHE LOOKED AMAZING TONIGHT but seeing her with Finn, that broke his heart. He should have been the one to be dancing with her, holding her, touching her but he had chosen to try work on his marriage because he wasn’t a quitter. But working on a marriage with someone you dislike whilst you pine for someone you love is hard. 

      Everything she was saying, it was the truth. He took a deep breath, leaning on the end of the bed with his hands, the damn thing still between them, keeping them apart. Every time she moves, he moves, but the bed is still between them. All he wants to do is lie her down, hold her, kiss her, feel her again. “I miss you, Meredith. I need you and I miss you. I know I shouldn’t. I chose Addison, but I regret that choice.” He moved closer now, slowly moving around the bed so not to scare her away, moving closer and closer until he was mere inches away. “I CAN’T BE WITHOUT YOU.”

[surgeonsoath]

@drmeredithgreyshepherd​ paged Derek Shepherd

He could vividly remember the temperature of the water as it hit his body. The shock had made him pause for a fraction of a second before he dove down. His feet kicked at the current, his arms propelled him downwards. The visibility in the water was poor but he still caught the flash of blue, her body sinking lower. His fingers curled around the fabric, slipping once from his fingers before he had a stronger hold. He pulled her with him, his lungs fighting for air, burning his insides as he kicked faster, his energy already running low. 

His lip trembled as he ran his hand over her hair. His colleagues, his friends working on her to bring her back. He had slipped down the wall the minute he had made it out of the room, soon joined by an unlikely ally. His voice was feverish as he spoke to Addison. “I want to go in there. There’s a risk of brain damage, I need to go in there.” Despite his desire to be in there, he didn’t. Watching Addison walk away, his hands shaking by his side. 

Mark had sent him to the locker rooms, practically escorting him until Derek had convinced him he would be okay. He locked the door to the entire locker room. He needed the time to think. He stripped off his wet clothes and headed into the shower, letting the warm water run down his body. His hand pressed against the cold tiles, his head dropped low, the water hitting the back of his neck, the tears running down his cheeks. His breath came in laboured pants as the emotions worked upwards. He turned, back against the tiles and slipped down them, crouching on the floor as he let the sobs rack his body. Nothing could stop them now. He needed her to live. He needed her. 

. . . . 

Derek leant against the door frame. Just watching. She looked peaceful and yet he had to tell her that her mother had died whilst she had been down. For now, he could bask in the peace. Watching as Meredith woke up, he smiled. “Hey”. He walked forwards, leaning down once he made it to her bedside. Derek placed a kiss on Meredith’s cheek and stepped back. “Meredith...” My mother’s dead, isn’t she? The last few hours had been hell for him. He had been the one to call time of death on her mother. He had tried as hard as he could but it wasn’t enough. “Yes.” Nodding his head as he said the word. As Meredith spoke again, Derek crouched by her bedside, placing a hand on her arm, his thumb stroking over the skin. 

Nothing else existed outside of the room. He wasn’t thinking of Addison or Mark or anyone else. It was just Meredith. He climbed into bed beside her, spooning her, his hand on her arm, his thumb rubbing the skin again. He couldn’t believe that warm blood was pumping through her veins. For some time he just gazed at her. Not a word was said until he finally broke the silence. 

“I’m not whole if you’re not with me.”