If I Knew Then

Remedy

by Absent Heart on fanfiction.net

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Remedy

Derek was well aware he was attracting attention, and had been since he had first entered the hospital this morning. There had been glances, and whispered conversations in the elevator, and he was certain if Seattle Grace was in anyway like New York-Presbyterian then the gossip mill was already running at full speed, as it did for every prominent new arrival. His personal file no doubt held no secrets now, neither he guessed did his connection to Meredith, and he was sure there was probably at least a dozen rumours floating about to explain his sudden move across country.

However, Derek hadn't come into work for his first shift early, or made sure he was first through the door when the coffee shop across the street had opened ten minutes ago to be so easily put off. For as much as he hated being the centre of a gossip storm, what he hated more was that he hadn't seen, or spoken to Meredith in over twenty-four hours. It was why with coffee's in hand he had stationed himself outside the resident's lounge.

The mistake he had made yesterday had been allowing his frustration with his sisters persistent calls to get the better of him. In a fit of annoyance he had turned his cell off, chucking it without a second thought into the glove compartment of the rental car he had leased that morning. The loss of the near hourly calls had only aided him in getting completely engrossed with what he, and the realtor had stumbled across, with the rest of the world forgotten.

On a whim Derek had agreed to check out a property much further away from the hospital than he originally wanted, and it was on the drive over he had spotted a for sale sign on the side of the road. His interest piqued, he had pulled over, and the very second he had stepped further on to the land he had felt that same instinctual certainty he had the first time he had crossed the walk way of Seattle Grace. In that single moment he was done looking, he didn't care what the price was, all he known was this was where he was meant to be. The ground beneath his feet had felt like the first solid foundation of the life he wanted here in Seattle, the life he wanted to share with Meredith.

It was only when he had returned to the hotel later that evening with a head full of plans, he had remembered his cell phone, and the call he was expecting from Meredith when she was ready to leave. There had been missed texts from Meredith dotted throughout the day inquiring how the house hunt was going, but the most important message mixed amongst the easily ignorable voice-mail's from his sisters was the one that brought his evening down around his ears. It was simple, and to the point, and told him Josh was back, and had come to meet her to take her out to dinner. She hadn't said he shouldn't come over, but Derek hadn't been deaf to the tension in her voice to know his presence would only complicate matters further. So, instead of taking Meredith to show her exactly how he had spent his last day as a free man, he had checked out of the hotel, and spent his first night in an Air-stream trailer alone.

When the door to the lounge finally opened, Derek took an eager step forward only to step back again in disappointment when Izzie Stevens emerged instead. Izzie, the very same person who he had inadvertently dropped in it with Meredith on Monday night. The subsequent fallout had started out as amusing, Derek had always enjoyed being a spectator to one of Meredith's rants rather than the person on the receiving end, however the entertainment hadn't lasted long.