In my bones

Chapter 11

By @sunset543

Enjoy! :)

Disclaimer: I don't own any of Grey's Anatomy. Not the characters. Not the plot. Not anything. Nor do I own anything to do with the NHL. At all. But it would be pretty cool if I did.

It was Saturday, which meant it was game day. The Flyers were currently 3-1 up in the series and this could be the game that cemented their place in the Stanley Cup Final. Meredith had bought herself and Aiden tickets to the game and he kept one eye on them in the stands. The game had been going well, and now it was 1-1, but the Bolts had a power play of 5-3 leaving them short-handed. Derek backed up on the ice, trying to help out the defensemen as best he could, but it was 5 against 3, there wasn't much they could do and sure enough, Lightning scored and now they were 2-1 down with 5 minutes to go.

Derek, frustrated, skated up to the face-off circle and snuck a glance at Meredith. She smiled at him, gave him a thumbs up and a wink, then blew a kiss at him. He nodded and tapped his stick on the ice, a tick of his that he had adopted decades ago. He rolled his shoulders then focused on the puck that was about to be dropped in front of him. They gained back their two players and worked hard to bring it back to a level game, with only one minute to go. The last minute was uneventful and now they were going to have to play overtime.

When they came back up the runway, someone tapped him on the head. He turned and saw it was Meredith, she had moved round from her seat to see him.

"You've got this Derek, I believe in you," she leaned over the rails and kissed him.

"Thanks Mer."

"Kick ass," she smirked.

He chuckled and trod back onto the ice; his confidence re-instilled. Halfway through the 1st overtime, Derek took his chance. He slid it across the ice, behind Korpisalo. Mark was waiting at the post and nudged it in, Korpisalo lunging back to retrieve it but to no avail.

They had done it; they had actually done it! They were in the freaking Stanley Cup Final! He jumped onto the group hug that was expanding by the second as they all skated from the bench. "Yes Mark," he slapped his brother on the back. "Haha, Tampa Bay can go suck it. We're in the Stanley Cup Final baby," he replied. It was all a mess of sticks and skates and Derek was grinning from ear to ear, the Flyers had a shot this year!

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Derek came out of the changing room soon later; the team were going out for drinks but he wanted to see Mer and Aiden first. As soon as he rounded the corner, Meredith latched onto him and hugged him tightly. "You were amazing out there. I love you." She kissed him keenly and he kissed her back. "I love you too. We're in the Final Mer. We're in the Final of the Stanley Cup, I can't believe it," he grinned, kissing her again. He twirled her round and put her back down, squeezing her close.

"Where's Aiden?"

"He's on one of the benches round there, I said I would go and find you."

"You wanted to kiss me without him there didn't you?" He chuckled.

"Maybe," she giggled.

"Well let's make the most of it," he whispered. They broke apart eventually, both of them breathless, "Come on Der, Aiden's dying to see you now."

He spent as much time with the two of them as he could before he was called out to go to the bar round the corner. He told them he'd see them tomorrow and he rushed off to celebrate with his team.

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Aiden seemed quiet, and Meredith didn't know why. When she had dropped him off at school today, he had seemed fine, but now something was wrong.