Thursday, November 21, 2013

Tearing It Down



Chapter 1

She had said no.  She didn't want to, she thought.  No.  She didn't.  But in her heart of hearts, she wanted to tell him yes.  But she couldn't.  They worked together. it might be weird.  They were professionals. But as she waited at the bar of an upscale Miami restaurant, it became quite clear to her that she had made the wrong choice.  He was late.  Very late.  She had waited a half hour, and that became 45 minutes.  She cursed and downed a glass of champagne.  "You suck, Jake, you know that?" She muttered under her breath.  “Damnit!” She felt so stupid, and she knew she should have known he’d do that.

          “Boyfriend didn’t show up?” Charlie the bartender asked her.

          “No, he didn’t. The bastard!  I knew I should have gone with Delko instead.”

          “Who’s Delko?”

She took a deep breath and took another sip of her drink.  “A very nice guy.  He likes me.  I like him.  But we work together and I didn’t want to get involved. But he’s a far better man than Jake.  I trust him.”

          “With your life?”

          “With my life.   And I’ve had to trust him many times…”

          ‘What do you do?”

          “We’re cops, CSI’s… We’re not technically partners, but we might as well be. We’ve been working together for a long time.”

          “Oh.  So are you going to stay here?”

          “I’ll give him 5 more minutes, but then I’m leaving.”

          “Well, miss, if you don’t mind my saying so, any guy who would stand you up doesn’t deserve you.”

She smiled sweetly at that. “You’re right.”

          ‘Well then, wait your 5 minutes and then I’d suggest finding that Delko kid and going after him.”

          “I’ll do that. Thanks, Charlie.”

As she expected, Jake didn’t show up.  She got in her car and left him, what her dad would call, a “Nastygram” on his answering machine.  “I was at the restaurant waiting for you, but now I’m not.  I waited 50 minutes for you to show up, but I got tired of waiting and I left.  If you want to call and apologize, I’ll be waiting.”

She drove to the part of town where Eric lived.  She pulled into the parking lot and then went in the front door of the apartment.  She knew he was home because she had seen his light on.  She walked up to the third floor, room 314.  She took a deep breath and knocked on the door.  He opened it less than 15 seconds later.  When he saw her, a mixture of happiness and shock appeared on his face.  “Calleigh.” Was all he could say.

          “May I come in?”

He seemed a little reluctant at first, not knowing her intentions of visiting. But he nodded his consent and showed her in.  “Would you like something to eat or drink?”

          “I’m fine.  Thank you though.  I think I drank enough at the restaurant.”

          “Bad date?”

          “More like the lack thereof.”

          “Oh, I see.  Did you have a date and they didn’t show, or you just didn’t have a date and that made you upset?”

          “I had a date and he never showed up.”

          “Then whoever he is, he doesn’t deserve you.”

Her voice got very quiet as she spoke, looking him in the eyes.  “But I think I know someone who does.”

He looked really surprised.  “What?”

          “I know that that other guy is no good for me, Eric.  I was stupid.”

          “What about?”

          “I was stupid for choosing Jake instead of you. I have never really been able to perfectly depend on him the way I can depend on you.  It was really mean of me to lead you on and then go out with someone else… And I’m sorry.  I really am.  You didn’t deserve that.  You’ve always treated me like a lady, and you’re a good man…  Kind.  A gentleman.”

He was confused, but he looked flattered.  “Calleigh-  I don’t know what to say.”

 

 

Chapter 2:

               “Say you’ll be there.” Calleigh had said to him.

Eric was stunned, obviously.  She told him to meet her back at the restaurant.  She gave him a half hour.   He didn’t have to think about it, but he did need to change his clothes.  So, he went as fast as he could.

 

Calleigh waited at the bar, and the bartender asked her, “You’re not still waiting for that nimrod who stood you up, are you?”

               “No, Charlie.  I’m not.  I asked the man I love to meet me here.”

               “Oh, the Delko kid.”

               “Yeah.  I hope he shows.”

               “Honey, I don’t think you have to worry.  If he’s anything like what you said, he’ll be here.”

And Calleigh needn’t’ve worried.  Soon, someone sat next to her.  She recognized his scent.   He always wore the best-smelling cologne.  He said to her, “Is this seat taken, miss?”

               “No.  Go right ahead and sit down.” She smiled, blushing.  He was so sweet.  Eventually, they got a table.  And Calleigh looked Eric in the eyes, knowing he was the one, but trying to hide the fact that she had figured it out.  “Thanks for coming.” She said.

               “I had to.  You know I’m in love with you.”

She smiled.  “I know you are.  I love you too.  I’m sorry I didn’t see it.”

               “It’s ok.   I love you anyway.” He chuckled.

               “So, Horatio said you looked pretty chummy with the kid, Holly.”

               “I love kids.”

               “Hmm.  I never knew that.” She was blushing even more now.  That was always something that made men sexy.   If they liked kids and dogs. 

               “Well, we never talked about it.” He said.

               “No.  We never did.  But now, we can.  I like these conversations.  I think it adds depth to our relationship, as friends, and—.”  she paused.  “As a couple.”

And this was something Eric Delko never thought he’d hear from Calleigh Duquesne.

So Hard To Live It (A Star Wars Fanfic)


So Hard To Live it

A Star Wars Story

               Chapter 1:

Padme Amidala stood on the balcony of the lake retreat on Naboo and stared out at the water.  It was calming to her overactive mind.  So many things had happened in the past few days, and they were things that had completely changed her life.  The very fiber of her being was turned inside out and she could scarcely take it all in.  She was startled out of her reverie by a gentle hand on her back.

                    “Oh, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to startle you, my love.”

Yes.  She was now someone’s love.  And not just anyone: I am Anakin Skywalker’s wife. It was newer to her than anything, and she still couldn’t quite get her bearings on it.  She had never been in love before. Never. And this whole reunion with Anakin turned out to be more than she expected.  Much, much more.  Before she knew it, she was madly in love with him and she was accepting his shy proposal.  He KNEW they weren’t ALLOWED to be married, or be together for that matter, but, since she had admitted her love for him on Geonosis, she had to tell him “Yes! A thousand times YES!” it was like something out of a dream or something.  And the senator from Naboo had butterflies in her stomach as the Padawan slid a handmade ring on her ring finger.  She was amazed at the beauty. And she found herself wondering where it came from.  As if he read her mind, Anakin blushed and said, “I’ve had it since I was 10. I made it for you, and I’ve been holding onto it since then.” It was like he was a tad embarrassed about the fact that he held onto something for so long…. Based on a vision he had when he was a kid.

But, she got up on her tiptoes as the light wind made her skirts flutter, and she kissed him. “It’s beautiful, Ani!  You were right, you know.  You’re not a little boy anymore. You’re a MAN, and I DO love you, and we ARE going to be married, just like you said. It’ll be hard sometimes, and we’ll have so many secrets to keep, but, we’ll make it work. I promise. I’ve never felt so safe before.  You’ve opened my heart and I never wish to be parted from you.”

And he picked her up and twirled her around, telling her that he felt the same. And now…

Anakin was her husband. She was his wife.  She turned around to face him. “It’s ok, I was just letting everything sink in.”

“I know. It’s a lot. I’m almost afraid to go to sleep because this feels like a dream and I don’t want to wake up.”

She smiled and kissed him sweetly.  “Don’t worry, it’s not a dream.  I’ll still be here when you get up, Ani.”

“Ok, in that case; let’s go inside, it’s a little chilly and neither one of us needs to catch cold.”

“Alright, my handsome Jedi.”

He chuckled a little and put a protective arm around her waist. She smiled at the feeling of security and warmth of his touch, laying her head on his shoulder. “I am so happy.” She thought aloud, breathless emotion in her voice.

 

                    *~~~~~~~~~~*

Anakin Skywalker felt his pulse quicken when she told him how happy she was.  And when she laid her head on his shoulder, he loved the scent of her hair and he was intoxicated by it.  He opened the door to the bedroom they now shared for her, and she nodded her thanks.   As if his pulse wasn’t racing enough, he turned around after locking the door; to find the robe she had been wearing thrown on the chair by the armoire in the lavishly decorated room.  And when he got a glimpse of her, well….he needed more than a glimpse.  She was dressed in a lovely pink nightgown of silk and lace with a plunging neckline and a slit on the skirt that showed her lovely leg and thigh.   His breath caught.  He had never seen anything so beautiful or visually stimulating before.   Oh Force! She’s so—so very beautiful!  I suddenly feel warm and my heart is pounding in my chest, my hands are shaking… my knees are weak. My legs don’t want to work…  And all I want is to take her in my arms and kiss her and… He almost had a hard time with THAT thought, just because he was a Jedi and things of this nature were forbidden, so his knowledge of this was limited to bare-bones teachings that Obi-Wan forced out as if it had a bad taste.  He didn’t realize it at first, but when she looked into his eyes, she must have seen that longing in his eyes because she smiled a little nervously and said to him, “Well, I believe that you’re blushing, my strong Jedi. And that look in your eyes is telling me that something is going to happen… and while I am, in a way, scared to death- because I’ve never been anywhere NEAR  to this experience… and I’m afraid to let you down… but, I’m excited. And I think I’ve never seen any man as gorgeous as you… My heart is beating so fast that I know it’s telling me that everything will be ok. I know you’re scared too, but, that’ll pass in time…”

“So, it’s ok if I act on these strange feelings that have been creeping up on me since I saw you in that revealing nightgown?”

She laughed.  “I’m your wife, Anakin. Enjoy it. Embrace it. And with the way I’m feeling right now,  even if you didn’t make a move on me, I’d make a move on you.“

He blushed and he took a deep breath, kissing her passionately, arm sliding around her tiny waist. He smiled a little deviously as he picked her up and gently plopped her onto the bed. 

 

*~~~~~~~*

Oh, stars! Where did THIS come from?  He’s a Jedi! They’re not supposed to know about things such as these.  It’s like- he just knows what to do somehow…. But how? She wondered.  But the answer hit her like a brick.  It’s The Force! Who would have thought….

 

And as she lay in his arms in the wee hours of the morning, with her head on his chest, she smiled.  It’s a wonderful life.

 

Chapter 2

Anakin woke up to the gentle kisses of the most beautiful woman he’d ever seen.  And he felt in them that while gentle, they were insistent.  Holy Force! What did I do to deserve such an angel?   He chuckled as he opened his eyes and blinked the sleep out of them.  The sun shone through the window and she sun on her face made her all that much more desperately gorgeous. To him, she was everything.  And with the chuckle, he wrapped his arms around her, and kissed her back, gently flipping her over so he was on top of her.  In the meadow, they had rolled down a hill in the grass, laughing and playing like children, but this was SO not like that.  He made love to her and she sighed contently when they finally parted.  “Master Jedi, your skills impress me.”

                    “You’re not a Jedi, but YOUR skills impress me also.”

                    “Thank you.” She grinned.

                    “Do you know how much I love you?”

                    “Oh, yes, I do!  To do THAT to me, and to be so kind and sweet, and strong, even when I was so cruel to you before… I know you love me. And there’s no one I’d rather be with for the rest of my life.  And even though our married life is never going to be like a ‘normal couple’, I know I want to have a house and that I want to have your babies, and I want to watch them grow, and I want to grow old with you.”

His heart was practically swollen at the amount of love he felt for her, and how much emotion she had unearthed in his soul. 

                    “I want all that too, darling.” He said breathlessly. 

 

 

Little Things (A CSI Miami Fanfic)


Little Things: Part 1

Morning in Miami.  Light poured through the window onto the floor of the bedroom.  It shined on her face so that she woke up.  Calleigh Duquesne was glad that today, she didn’t have to go to work.   As A CSI, she didn’t get much time off.  Most of the time, it was ok.  She loved her job. But this was nice.  She turned, rolling over, seeing him there, next to her, sleeping soundly.  She smiled.  Yes, he was gorgeous, and he was her’s.  No one else could call herself Eric’s wife.  Calleigh and Eric had been married six months ago at his home church, and everyone was there to support the two of them.  His parents had been thrilled that he finally found someone he could spend the rest of his life with.  They had often worried that he wouldn’t.  And they loved her.  And the team-they were happy for the couple and wished them well.  It was good to have friends, Calleigh thought as she watched her sleeping husband.  He had been her best friend for a very long time, and one day, she realized that he was something more.  At first, she had ignored it, but eventually, she couldn’t pretend anymore.  She told him how she felt, and he had smiled.  She already knew he felt the same way.  They looked into each other’s eyes, and they fell into each other’s arms, kissing for a long time.  And suddenly, it was like the piece of her life that had been broken and scarred, was healed, and the pieces were put back together.  It was fixed.  Eric had done that, just with one kiss.  She was determined to be the best she could for him because he’d always been the best he could for her.  And she watched him now.  He was sleeping on his back, and his strong chest rose and fell as he breathed.  As normal for him, at night, he wasn’t wearing a shirt to bed.  She knew she should probably chastise him and make him put one on, but, without it, he just looked so damn hot!  She grinned at the thought and laid her head on his chest, just wanting to be close to him, hear his heart beating.  And it was the little things that made her happy.  Truly happy.  Little things like love and friendship, and dreams of tomorrow.  And again, she smiled.  Today was going to be a wonderful day.

Part 2

He stared at her as she slept next to him in her pretty robin’s-egg-blue nightgown, blond hair falling across her face.  He brushed it away.   He smiled, watching her breath, slow and steady.  He didn’t know how he’d gotten so lucky.  Where did I go right? He asked himself.  Calleigh was easily the most wonderful person he’d ever met.  He loved her with all his heart and soul.  She was his wife, and in about four months, the mother of his child.  Yes, she was pregnant, and he was going to be a first-time father, which was really scary, but wonderful.  She thought she was fat, he thought she was beautiful.  He put a hand lightly on her belly, and he could feel the tiny foot.  It was a wonder.  He was so happy, and he loved both of them; his wife and his unborn child.  He had made himself a promise when she told him the news, that he’d always protect the both of them, even if it meant giving up his own life.  There was a song that said, “That’s what I’ll give, if that’s what it takes.”

Calleigh was a woman who had always been there for him, through it all.  Loving her had changed him, made him better.  He decided to give up everything that was keeping him from her.  None of it was worth it.  When he finally got the courage to ask her out, he thought she’d say no because they were co-workers, but she didn’t.  She agreed to go out with him, and they had a great time.  That had been the greatest moment in his life. Now, as Jack Sparrow from Pirates of the Caribbean would say, they were, “Nigh unseperatable.” 

Eric remembered the night of the horrible thunderstorm.  They had been on a date, he made her dinner at his place.  She was on her way out when the storm picked up and he decided she shouldn’t drive home.  “You can stay with me for the night.”  She slept on the couch, although he said he’d let her sleep in his bed and he’d take the couch, she had laughed and said, “I’ll be fine, babe.”  He checked on her in the middle of the night.  The moonlight shone on her beautiful face, and he knelt by her, kissing her cheek, whispering in her ear, “I love you.”  Now, of course, she knew she didn’t hear him, but he had to say it.  Then again, they had only been dating a few weeks and he didn’t know if he should be dropping the “L” bomb on her yet.  But, to him, it wasn’t too soon because he had loved her for what seemed like forever.  But he also remembered the first time he said it to her face.  A picure from the day was resting in a frame on her nightstand.  It was at the beach, sunset.  They were watching the waves, sharing a bottle of wine.  They kissed as the sun went down.  Very romantic.  The orange sun cast a glow on her face.  He looked into her green eyes and told her what he had known for a long time.  “I love you.”

And the greatest thing was that she said it back.  And now, as he lay there, Eric knew he had it good.  Great.  He had everything a man could ever dream of, and he knew that there was beauty in the simple things.

Lessons in Death (A Grey's Anatomy fanfic-that is REALLY old)

Lessons In Death 
By: Cindy Miller 
 
“Am I dead?” She asked the two figures beside her. Everything seemed a lot 
whiter than normal, surreal, which is why she asked the question.  She got a 
reply. 
“Hell Yeah!” Denny said. 
“B-But I can’t be dead.” 
“You’re dead.” The bomb guy said, matter of factly. 
“B-but I have so much to do...There’s a disaster around the hospital.  What 
about my John Doe and the little girl...Who’s watching out for them? Who is 
helping them?” 
“Your John Doe is gonna be fine.  You saved his life.  And the little girl is 
with her mother.  She guided Dr. Shepherd to you.  He dove down and got you. You 
had hypothermia and he tried to do CPR and Mouth-To-Mouth on you, but it didn’t 
work.  He got you to an ambulance and took you to the hospital where many 
doctors worked on you.  He stayed for as long as they would let him and didn’t 
want to leave.  They said he couldn’t do anything more for you.  So, he sat 
outside the door, upset, worried, grieving... Feeling helpless.” 
Her breath caught in her throat. Her heart sank to her stomach. “How is he?  Is 
he alright?  You said he jumped in to save me... The water is cold...He could be 
sick, because of me...” 
“He is fine.  Physically... All he can do is wait.  The doctors are doing all 
they can for you, using paddles and medicine, giving you blankets... Even Dr. 
Montgomery is helping.  And Dr. Sloan is sitting right beside Dr. Shepherd, 
trying to comfort him, but you know Sloan...” 
“He’s a pompous asshole.” 
“You know him well... They paged your intern friends. They’re outside the door.  
Dr. Yang tried to go in to help.  Dr. Burke made her go.  For once, she looks 
helpless... And Dr. O’Malley is trying not to show it, but he’s crying.  Dr. 
Karev is spaced out... Seen too many dead bodies today, doesn’t want yours to be 
one of them... And Dr. Stevens, she was so happy earlier because she did an 
amazing surgery, drilling holes in someone’s skull with a power-drill.  But it 
doesn’t matter now.  She’s sad and upset, but she’s trying to be calm, trying to 
calm the others.  She’s giving a speech right now.  She thinks you’ll get 
through this.” 
 
Meredith felt worse and worse as he kept talking.  She felt like she was letting 
them all down by dying.  She wanted her best friend, Christina with her.  She 
wanted Derek holding her.  She didn’t want them to worry, be sad.  “Why are they 
all so damn sad!  We’re doctors. People get sick, and hurt, and they die every 
day.  Why am I different... Why does this bother them so much?” 
“Dr. Grey, not to say that the other deaths don’t mean anything, or hurt them at 
all, but it’s different.  With anyone else, it’s impersonal.  But with family or 
friends, it hurts more than anything.  You’re their friend.  You’re one of them.  
If it weren’t your body in the lake, it might be theirs.  They realize, again, 
that they can die.  To George, Izzy, Alex, and Christina, you’re family.  You 
eat together.  George and Izzy live in your house. Christina’s your best friend.  
It bothers them.  And Derek... It bothers him.  You’re not just a friend, you’re 
his girlfriend.  He loves you more than life itself. And even though he may not 
always treat you the best, he loves you, and he feels truly guilty when he hurts 
you.  He knows he’s messed up.  He thinks he doesn’t deserve you.  And maybe he 
doesn’t, but he’s right outside the door with nothing to do but wait and worry.  
Wait for you to die, or to live.  All he can do is contemplate what life will be 
like without you, his Meredith.  Everyone sees it, the way he feels about you.  
They know you’re the best thing that ever happened to him... Even Addison knows, 
and now, she’s ok with it because he’s happy.  She stood over your body and 
begged you not to die.” 
“What did she say?” She was crying uncontrollably. 
“She said, come on, Meredith, don’t do this. When she walked the room and saw 
that it was your body on the hospital bed, she said, Oh god! Truly in distress.  
She doesn’t hate you. She’s very upset that you’re in this state. And I find it 
amazing that Sloan is sitting by Derek and Derek doesn’t mind.  Isn’t that 
amazing?” 
“Yes.  Are you telling me that bastard has a heart after-all?” 
“That I am.  Do you want to see?” 
“Yes.” She said.  This was something you had to see and hear to believe.  And 
she saw Derek sitting next to Sloan, looking like there was a hole in his heart.  
Christina was almost crying, a rare sight.   Izzy was pacing.  Alex looked 
catatonic, almost.  And George, he was crying. In the room, it was a frenzy.  
Dr. Burke and Bailey were trying their hardest to revive her poor blue body, and 
Addison was looking very upset, trying to come up with a solution.  She gave out 
several ideas in desperation.  The Chief looked like he was losing his daughter 
or something.  She knew why.  Him and her mother had an affair all those years 
back.  People thought she didn’t know, but she did.  Almost every person she 
knew was either in the room or outside of it.  
“Believe it now?” 
“Yes.” 
“You are loved, Meredith Grey.” 
“Will they be ok, all of them? They all look so sad.” 
 
“You’re not just people, Meredith.  You’re Meredith Grey.  You’re their friend, 
roommate, employee, colleague, lover.  You mean something to all these people.  
You’re not just another person.  You’re a fine doctor, Meredith.  I usually 
don’t give out this kind of life info, but for you, I will. Had you lived, you 
would keep being an intern, work your way up the chain, one day become Chief of 
Surgery.” 
“Seriously?  Seriously!” Her eyes lit up. 
“Seriously. You were going to be just fine. And before I forget, Christina has 
something to tell you, but I can’t tell you.” 
She gave him a dirty look.  “I’m dead.  She can’t tell me now.” 
“Ok... Ok... Her and Dr. Burke are engaged.  She was going to tell you.  She was 
looking for you. She told Burke not to tell anyone until she told you, but he 
thought she already talked to you, so he told Derek and then she got pissed.  
Burke told Derek not to say anything, and he didn’t but the Chief heard...” 
“She’s angry.” 
“Yes.  Very.” 
“But I’m so happy for them.  They’ll be fine.” 
“Yes, but Derek will never be fine.  You were the only one he truly loved. Even 
Sloan and Addison realize that.  They care enough about him to know that he’s 
happy with you.  They want you to stay around.  And they care about you too.  
You’re the last person they want to see die, all of them.  Derek is really 
hurting.” 
She broke down again.  This was horrible.  For her own life’s sake, she didn’t 
care about dying... It wasn’t like for herself she needed to be alive.  She 
wanted to live for Derek and Christina, Izzy, Alex and George.  She wanted to 
live for the hospital and her mother.  How was her mother? Would she be ok? 
Would she remember her daughter?  Denny, who hadn’t said anything since they 
started this conversation about death, said, “You’re mother will have her good 
days and bad days, like normal.  Some days, she’ll remember you, and others, she 
won’t.” 
Meredith couldn’t really expect anything different.  She knew how her mother 
was.  If she could have anything from her mother, it would be, for her to accept 
that Meredith was happy, and that she could do both, be a doctor and a 
girlfriend.  She could be happy, and still carry on being a doctor.  She could 
do that and she wanted her mother to realize that, be ok with it.  She wanted 
her to like Derek. 
 
“My mother knew, without him saying anything directly related to their 
relationship, that he was my boyfriend... She has ways... And she was not ok 
with it.  She yelled at him.  She accused him of being the reason I’m so 
indecisive, and of damaging my career.  She was so awful... But... I was awful 
too... Not then, but today... I was in a really foul mood this morning. He was 
just trying to see what was the matter and I jumped all over him.  He tried to 
ask me what was wrong.  He asked if it was something he did. No. Something I 
did. No. Then he said, Do you wanna get married? I was shocked. No, I don’t want 
to get married.  I looked at him like he was a lunatic. I was so thrown off by 
it... I had been thinking about it when my mom said my having a boyfriend, my 
being in love was hurting my career, and that she was disappointed in me.  I 
want to get married... I love Derek... I just am afraid that maybe my mom is 
right.  I don’t want her to be right.  I think I can handle it.  I’m handling 
it. Derek knows what it’s like.  He was married before.  They were both 
doctors... They are still doctors.  They aren’t together, but still, Derek knows 
and understands. I want to prove my mom wrong... but this morning, I almost 
proved her right.  I was snotty and nasty to him. I let my mom get to me.” She 
looked into space.  Then she realized in horror, “The last thing I said to Derek 
was, No, I don’t want to get married. That’s awful. I’m a terrible person...” 
She was really upset. 
 
“What is this?  She’s hypothermic, unconscious, no pulse, but she’s crying?  
That doesn’t make any sense. Does it?” The Chief said, more than a little 
shocked. 
“We know she’s sick, but I think she has a broken heart.” Addison said, looking 
at her face.  Her eyes were closed, but her eyelids were twitching a little. 
“Could it be something that happened before the accident? A trigger?  A fight, 
argument, a death, sickness. Something she said?  Something someone else said?”  
Dr. Bailey said. Addison looked at Bailey, the Chief, and then at Burke. 
“Someone, go ask Derek what the last thing she said to him was.  That could be 
it.” 
They looked at her for a moment, as if they weren’t sure that was the best idea, 
but Burke stepped out and went straight to Derek, asking him.  He lifted his 
head and said, “The last thing Mere said to me was, No, I don’t want to get 
married.  I only asked because she was perturbed about something, and nothing I 
could think of, was what she was mad about.  So, I picked something that I had 
been thinking about.  The two of us have been together a long time, and we love 
each other... I thought that maybe she was waiting for me to commit or 
something... I don’t know.  I don’t understand women.  We aren’t supposed to. 
But, yeah, that’s the last thing she said to me.  Why are you asking?” 
“Here’s something we don’t have in our medical journals.  She isn’t breathing.  
She has no pulse. She is severely hypothermic, but yet, she’s crying.  Can you 
explain that?” 
“A broken heart? She’s dying of a broken heart?” 
“Not necessarily.  It’s the hypothermia, but I think the stress isn’t helping.  
Were there any recent conflicts with you and her, or with anyone here, family?” 
“Um... She’s been mad about something, but she won’t tell me what... You know 
how she is.  It was a little tense with us, but that was the only thing, with me 
anyway... I do remember her saying something about fighting with her mother, and 
that her mother didn’t approve of Mere having a boyfriend. Guilty there, I 
guess.” 
“That could do it. Did you talk to her mother, when you told her about the 
study?” 
 
“I did... Oh...” And he remembered.  He stood up. “She asked me a question like 
why I couldn’t give her more answers, and I said that I wasn’t an Alzheimer’s 
expert.  She asked me why I was in charge of her case.  I tried not to say it, 
but she dragged it out of me, and I said that her daughter asked me to.  That 
was all I said, and she knew.  She yelled at me... Said I was the bastard who 
was screwing up her daughter’s life. That’s why Mere hadn’t picked an area to 
specialize in.  She was too busy being in love.  So silly. You know, until that 
day, I didn’t realize why Meredith was scared of her mother.  She seemed ok to 
me, from what I heard from other people... She was a great surgeon. But she can 
be a real bitch.” 
“I think you hit the nail on the head... I’ll be back as soon as I can.” 
He went back inside.  They looked at him.  “The last thing she said to Derek was 
No, I don’t want to get married. He only asked because nothing else seemed to be 
the reason she was mad.  They had been going out a while, maybe she wanted a 
commitment.  That wasn’t the case, at least on the surface.  I think Meredith’s 
main problem and stress is related to her mother.  They had a fight that day 
when she was lucid.  Ellis didn’t want Meredith to have a boyfriend because it 
would hurt her career, make her ordinary... And you know that Ellis hates 
ordinary.  Meredith was in love, and that didn’t make Mom too happy.  She hasn’t 
picked a field.  Mom’s not happy.  It’s the boyfriend’s fault.  Then the 
boyfriend and Mom meet because he’s the head of her case.  He’s not an 
Alzheimer’s specialist.  Why is he the head of her case?  Her daughter asked 
him.  Whoops! Big mistake.  Mom has ways, she figured it out.  He’s the 
boyfriend, everything is his fault and she hates him.” 
“That sounds like Ellis.  Great surgeon, not much of a warm loving parent.” The 
Chief said.  
Addison whispered in Meredith’s ear, “I understand.  Mother’s acceptance is all 
we need.  We want them to be proud of us. We want them to love who we love... 
But sometimes, they don’t.  We can’t do anything about that.  We can just follow 
our hearts. That’s all we can do.” 
 
“I do want to marry him.  Now he’ll never know it.  And Christina, my best 
friend... She’ll never know how thrilled I am about her and Burke getting 
married.  I know I constantly bore her with my problems, and go on and on about 
my McDreamy and my love life...” 
 
“She understands.” Bomb Guy said. Then Denny smiled.  “Now this is my favorite 
part... This is where I come in. Meredith Grey, you can tell them yourself in 
just a little while. You needed to be able to think about things and have a 
unbiased third party help you sort through it all. I think, down on earth, 
Addison gave you some good advice. She said that we want our parents approval.  
We want them to like and love who we like and love. We want their approval, and 
for them to be happy for us, but sometimes, it doesn’t work that way, and we 
can’t do anything about it.  All we can do is follow our hearts. You are loved.  
You mean something to a lot of people.  And right now, someone is thinking of a 
cure.  They are acting on it.  It should work in a minute.  Can you do me a 
favor?” 
“Yeah... What?” 
“When you get back, tell Izzy that I love her, and I’m proud of her.  I wouldn’t 
have my money spent any better than her, with the clinic and all.  That’s a 
really great idea.” 
“I’ll tell her. But seriously, I’m gonna wake up?” 
“Yes. And here’s some more advice, I didn’t make it up.  This for you and Derek. 
Tell him. Tell him that the sun and moon rise in his eyes.  Reach out to him.  
Whisper tender words so soft and sweet.  Hold him close to feel his heartbeat.  
Love will be the gift you give yourself.” 
“That’s a Celine Dion song, with Barbra Streisand.  I’ll take the song’s 
advice.” 
“Good, are you ready?” 
“Yes. I’m ready.” 
“Now, go back.  Be safe.” And they both waved her off.  She was starting to feel 
real again.  She light changed, and the temperature. She heard voices.  She 
heard Burke say, “I don’t want to say it, but I think she’s gone... Should we 
call it?” 
Then Bailey said, “No, she has five minutes... Until we have to call it. Maybe 
the meds’ll kick in.” 
Meredith couldn’t give up.  She didn’t want to be really dead.  It was hard, but 
she worked on opening her eyes.  They felt like they’d been frozen shut.  She 
kept working on it. She raised her hand a little, but no one saw it.  She then, 
had an urge to cough, and when she did, she coughed up water, choking.  Someone 
got her to stop choking.  And she heard, “Meredith!” She couldn’t place the 
voice. She opened her eyes and saw them all around and they looked at her, 
relieved. And then, smiling, Bailey said, “Welcome back, Merey.” She brushed 
Meredith’s bangs out of her face. 
“We thought you were dead.” 
“Me too.  I think I was, for a moment...I saw that bomb guy, and Denny... They 
said I was dead.” 
“How is death?” 
“It sucks.  At least, this did.  If I’m to die, I want to do it on a guilt-free 
conscious. I’ve been a real bitch lately. My mom pisses me off.  And I’m mad at 
her, and she’s mad at me, when she can remember me.  And then I take it out on 
people.  Innocent people. Anyhow.. I have too much unfinished business to die 
right now.” 
“Good.  We don’t want you to be dead either. You should talk to Christina 
sometime when you’re up to it.” Burke said. 
“Yeah.  I’ll do that.” She smiled weakly.  Then she shivered. “It’s so damn 
cold.” 
 
“Well you fell in the lake.  I think it was about thirty degrees when you fell 
in.  You still have hypothermia.” 
“Bomb guy told me I fell in.” 
Addison got her another blanket.  “He also told me what you said... Thanks...” 
“Y-you’re welcome. I don’t want you to die either. It actually doesn’t bother me 
that you’re with Derek... I know he’s happy, and that’s all that matters.  He 
was just existing before he met you. I haven’t seen him so happy in years. I 
just want him to be happy.” 
And Meredith could only say, “Thank you.” and start to cry. 
“Don’t do that.  I’m over it. Here...” She said, hugging her and wiping her eyes 
with a tissue. Everyone was in shock.  When it ended, Addison looked at her.  
“Look, color is starting to come back.” 
“Good.  I don’t want to look like a blue raspberry Icee.” 
“This is good.  Are you up for visitors?” 
“Yes. Send them all in, and then I’ll just need a moment with Derek, and 
Christina, and Izzy.” 
“Ok...” He said.  Everyone else filed out and Meredith saw through the glass 
that all of them looked scared at first that they were going to say she was 
dead.  But then, she saw all of them smile or look relieved.  They all gasped in 
happy shock.  Then all of the interns started to come in.  She laughed a little. 
“Hi.” She said. 
“We thought you were gone.” Izzy had the look in her eye. 
“It seemed so hopeless.  You were all blue.” Alex said. 
“Oh, my God! Meredith, don’t you ever scare me like that again!” Christina went 
to her friend, hugging her, and then, George said, “I’m glad you’re alive, 
Meredith. Izzy was right.  You can, you did get through this.  I think we’ll all 
survive.” He took her had in his and held it for a moment.  “You’re gonna make 
it.” Then, he let her hand go. Then, she saw, through the window that Burke was 
done talking to Derek, and he came in, looking just so relieved that she was 
alive and reasonably well. He went right to her.  “Meredith...” All he could do 
was hug her and kiss her, just glad she was alive.  
“That’s our cue to leave.” Alex said, leading everyone out.  Once they were all 
gone, she turned to him. “Heard you jumped in the lake to save me.” 
“How? You were-“ 
 
“I was dead...Yes... The Bomb Guy told me.  I know this sounds crazy but he told 
me lots of things. He said that you gave me CPR and Mouth-to-Mouth until 
everyone made you leave.” She smiled. “Thank you for everything. And I’m 
sorry...about before...When I said I didn’t want to get married. I was a bitch, 
and I’m sorry. I do want to get married, I just- my mom thinks that I am 
throwing my life away.  My being in love is a waste of time and talent... I was 
upset, and I was scared... I was caught off guard. But then, I realized that I’m 
not my mother, I’m not Ellis Grey, I’m Meredith Grey. I can be happy and be a 
doctor.  I can be in love and be a doctor. Right?  Who the hell decided that 
doctors can’t be happy in their lives?  Who said that we all have to be serious, 
boring nerds?  I didn’t. I’m not going to be lonely and sad.  I don’t understand 
it.  I just want to be happy and in love.” 
“It’s ok, you know... I’m just relieved and so happy that you’re alive. I know 
I’ve been a jerk sometimes, Mere.  But, I love you. And although I don’t know 
why the hell you’re mad most of the time, always know that I love you, I’ll be 
there, and I want to understand you.” 
“I know that. Sometimes, I just don’t show it...” Then she took his hand and 
whispered to him, “The sun and moon rise in your eyes.” She held his hand closer 
to her. “I love you too, Derek, very much... And I know that if you want to ask 
me sometime, I’m here.  I kinda owe it to you.  You helped save my life. I was 
nasty to you this morning, and I’m sorry. It wasn’t your fault.  And owe you 
because you saved me.” She held him close and felt his heartbeat. “Life’s a 
miracle, isn’t it?” 
“Yes.” He smiled.  “It is.” 
She thought a moment and then took a deep breath, looking into his eyes. “Derek, 
I know we’re in the hospital, and it’s highly inappropriate, but, can we, um...? 
You know...” 
“Are you sure?  You were dead a minute ago.” 
“Sure... But I’m freezing, I’ve been angry for a week, haven’t been much in the 
mood, but now I am.  I know this will warm me up.” She looked into his eyes. 
“Come on, McDreamy.” 
He chuckled a little at the nickname, and then said, “Ok.” 
... 
Sloan leaned into the door because he had heard strange noises coming from the 
room. Everyone else was talking and didn’t notice.  He knew what it sounded 
like.  He looked in the window and then turned back around, laughing.  “I think 
Dead Girl is gonna be alright.” 
Everyone else looked at him, confused. “The Attending and The Intern are 
engaging in sexual activity in that very room.” 
They all tried to crowd to the window, all except Izzy, and George.  They 
already knew how it went.  Everyone was either giggling, chuckling, or gasping.  
Izzy rolled her eyes, “So they have hot sex!  Get used to it.  We have.  Just 
about every night, sometimes more than once.  A little more than a week ago, 
they were doing it and then all of a sudden, all noises stopped and I heard 
whispering.   I think he was needing a drink and decided to go to the bathroom 
while he was up, and she just started laughing for some odd reason... Must be an 
inside joke.  But seriously guys, calm down, leave them alone.” 
“Ok... Ok.. It is funny though.”