The World Spins Madly On

A.N: First of all, just want to thank everyone for the great reviews. I really appreciate it.

So the basics again, just in case: This fanfic takes place right after "As We Know It," so Mark never came into the picture and so forth.

Also, I know that Dr. Bailey is on maternity leave, etc. but for the purpose of my story... she was never pregnant.

Also, while I do say that all characters are involved, the are merely there because the story would be weird without them there. So, the story mainly focuses on Derek and Meredith.

Disclaimer: I do not own any part of Grey's Anatomy.


Chapter 6: Living in Twilight

I stopped walking, and stood there silent. I couldn't breathe. He had said the one thing that I wished I could do. "What did you say?"

"I said... do you believe in starting over?" He said as he continued to walk towards me until I could feel his body behind mine.

"I want to."

"What's stopping you?"


He put his hand on my arm and turned me around, "Am I that bad looking?"

I brought my eyes to meet his and laughed, "Sometimes."

"You can trust me."

"It's not that."

"What is it, then?"


"You don't want to be seen as the girl who got dumped and then took me back just like that." He scoffed at me, and I knew he was frustrated.

"I don't want to be second best."

"Meredith," he breathed and let go of my arm, "how could you think that you're second best?"

"You chose her."

"I don't know what you want me to say. You're making it painfully obvious what your decision is. I'm not going to beg you." He turned and started to walk away from me, and I didn't know what to do. I knew if I didn't say something quick it would all be over.

"I never wanted you to beg. I just want to understand." I said softly, hoping my words would stop him, "I don't want to be the rebound girl. I don't want to be the girl that you replace with Addison for awhile until something better comes along."

"You could never be that." He looked at me with tears in his eyes, and it was in that moment that I knew what I wanted to do.

Slowly, I began to walk towards him, "Maybe... maybe we could start out as friends."

He smirked, "I thought we were friends."

"Only when you play fair." I smiled at him, and it was the first time in a long time that it felt good to smile.

He started to move and met me halfway. His hands reached out for mine, and I let him take them. And then, he bent down and kissed me. It was soft at first, but the intensity slowly gained momentum, and I found myself losing control. His hands roamed my body, knowing exactly where to go, and I moaned into his mouth.

He brought his hands up to my face, and we kissed hard before he pulled away and looked me square in the eyes, "I love you."

I pushed up onto my tip-toes and kissed him. "I know."

"Do you really?"

I let my hands travel up his chest, feeling his firm muscles beneath his shirt. "Yeah, and I love you too."

"So, are we friends yet?"

I smacked him playfully on the chest, and backed my body away from his. "Lets go find out."

He playfully spanked me and grabbed my hand, taking me inside his trailer for the first time since he showed me where he lived. I felt a intense desire grow inside my body, and I knew that I had made the right decision. This was where I belonged.


The sun shone into the trailer early in the morning, and when I woke up my body was tangled with his. I turned my head and stared at him. He looked so at ease when he slept, and I wished that we could stay like this forever.

"Stop staring at me." His voice startled me out of my thoughts.

"I wasn't."

He rolled his body on top of mine, "Yes, you were."

"Ok, well... maybe I was."

"I knew it." He said before giving me a hard kiss.


He continued to kiss my neck and mouth, and mumbled, "What?"

"I don't want anyone at the hospital to know."

"Why?" He stopped kissing me and sat up.

"Because it's wrong? Because I don't want Bailey to hate me, let alone the chief," I grabbed his hand and started stroking it, "I just don't think we should say anything right away."

"It's probably for the best."

"Yeah... and maybe we shouldn't have sex in your car again."

He laughed and descended on top of my body again, "Maybe, or maybe we could just be more careful."

"Maybe," I smiled at him and let my hands roam his body again, and I could feel the happiness seep inside of me, and I knew that this was what happiness felt like.

The End.

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