Disclaimer: I definitely don't own Grey's . . . as I would never be able to come up with the pure brilliance that we saw on screen last night, and I'm sure we'll see again tonight. I could only wish to be that talented. However, offer still stands, if Patrick Dempsey is on sale, I'm willing to buy.
This is the second part of my Mer/Der fluff fanfic. I hope you all like it as much as the first.
Derek and Meredith made a good couple for numerous reasons, one of which was how similar they were. They both liked the simple things in life, a ride on a ferry boat, a walk in the woods with their dog, reading the newspaper together on a Sunday morning. Those were the moments they lived for. Their jobs made their lives complex enough, what they had, it was simple.
Big, fancy and complex would never fit them.
The sun was shining overhead on the hill near the ferry boats. The same hill that they had gone to years before to drink wine and watch the sunrise. The same hill on which six months before Derek had asked her to be his wife. It was cheesy, but they could think of no better place to get married.
Today the hill smelled of lavender, which the radiant bride carried up the aisle. Her dress was simple, white and flowing. Her hair down and her eyes shinning with unshed tears. She slowly walked to where her handsome fiancée was standing, wearing a suit without the tie, his hair looking all the sexier being a little windblown. They looked simple, ordinary for a wedding day. It was miles away from Derek's first fairy tale wedding, but this one felt right.
Meredith looked up at the man that held on to her arm to walk her down the aisle and gave him a kiss on the cheek. The chief had been honored when Meredith and Derek had asked him to partake in such an important task, but it seemed only appropriate. He was more of a dad than Thatcher had ever been.
Thatcher was there, standing behind everyone else. Looking on as his oldest daughter married the love of her life. There were no sides, everyone had just gathered around. Derek's large family stood together, the children sitting on the ground a little bored with all the fuss. Meredith's mom stood beside one of the nurses from the home, looking a little confused but happy. Izzie stood holding Alex's hand, tears silently running down her cheeks. Burke stood with George, the two looking like proud brothers. Beyond them was Addison, who had remained friends with the couple after things had settled down after the divorce. Finally there was Joe and his boyfriend, Joe who was reminding everyone where Meredith and Derek had first met.
Derek took a deep breath as he watched Meredith approach, this had been the moment he had been waiting his whole life for. He looked on one side, where Cristina stood as the maid of honour, looking happier than usual. He glanced at the other side, where Mark stood in a suit that matched Derek's. Derek was happy they had made up, so Mark could share in this day.
Meredith reached the alter, where Webber kissed her cheek and handed her over to Derek. "Take care of her," he whispered giving Derek a warning look.
"Always," Derek laughed, feeling tears start to well up behind his eyes as he looked into Meredith's shinning eyes. A tear spilled over and Derek reached to wipe it away, feeling a tear run down his cheek as well.
"Ladies and gentlemen, we are gathered here today to finally unite . . ." the minister started. Derek didn't hear the words he was saying. His heart roared in his head, he felt like he was on a different dimension, one is which everything finally came together for him. This was the day he had always been waiting for, his whole life had prepared him for this day. Listening to the minister talk about how love was eternal, and how God was blessing them . . . he just didn't have the energy to concentrate on that. He just wanted to kiss Meredith, and be united with her forever. Finally, it was time for the vows.
"I, Derek, take you, Meredith, to be my friend, my lover, the mother of my children and my wife. I will be yours in time of plenty and in times of want, in times of sickness and in times of health, in times of joy and in times of triumph. I promise to love you unconditionally, to support you in your goals, to honour and respect you, to laugh with you and to cry with you, to cherish you, and to stay with you, for all eternity," Derek said in a shaky voice, tears slowly streaming down his face.
"I, Meredith, take you Derek, to be my friend, my lover, the father of my children and my husband," Meredith said taking a break to wipe the tears from her face. "I will be yours in time of plenty and in times of want, in time of sickness and in times of health." Again Meredith took a small break, taking a small breath in hopes of controlling her emotions. "In times of joy and in times of triumph. I promise to love you unconditionally, to support you in your goals, to honour and respect you, to laugh with you and cry with you, to cherish you, and to stay with you, for all of eternity," Meredith finished with a nervous giggle through her tears.
Derek turned around and got the ring from Mark, and slid it onto Meredith's finger, repeating the words of the minister past a lump in his throat. Derek could not believe that this was finally happening, after he had come so close to messing it all up. Meredith in turn repeated the words, and slipped a simple white gold band on Derek's finger.
"I now pronounce you husband and wife. Derek, you can now kiss the bride."
Derek looked at his new wife whose make up was slightly smudged and face wet with tears. He had never loved someone more. He pulled her close to him and pressed his lips against hers, matching her damp face with his own. The kiss was long, and passionate. Much more so than what you usually see at a wedding. It wasn't how things were done, but Derek and Meredith have never been ones to care much about the rules. People laughed and whistled until the minister finally broke it off with a cough.
"Ladies and gentlemen, Dr. and Dr. Shepherd."
With a laugh, Derek gave Mer's hand a tight squeeze. "After you Dr. Shepherd," he said gesturing down the aisle.
"Why thank you, Dr. Shepherd," she said leading him away, to the waiting car to to go the reception, where they would celebrate a wonderful life to come.
Honestly, was that good? Because I'm not sure how I feel about it. Please review and let me know what you think. If it's awful feel free to give me suggestions . . .I've never written a wedding scene before. So yeah.
Btw, as I post this . . .4 and a half hours left to the season finale. OMG!