In My Dreams

A Thing For Ferry Boats

Meredith awoke and actually felt better. She was still sore of course, but the fogginess from the pain medication was gone. She opened her eyes and blinked when a bright overhead light assaulted her vision. And she was moving. Well her bed was moving...

Alex's concerned face came into her field of vision, and she was happy to see him. He was wearing scrubs and a scrub cap. And they were taking her somewhere...  Surgery- she was going in for surgery. Her gaze flicked to the left and she saw Owen there too, was he assisting? She didn't know. Alex clutched her hand and said something supportive. Callie's face popped into view all bright and shiny- and she thought she could make out her lips saying "See you in there." Meredith blinked again, anxious and tired and sore, but knowing it was okay... it would be okay. Wilson and an orderly pulled her into OR 1 and angled her bed beside the operating table.

There was jarring pain when they transferred her to the table, but soon enough the anesthesia pulled her back into her dreams.

There was a breeze. She was moving, and there was a slight wind blowing her hair back. She was on the ferry. It was a beautiful blue-sky day and she was on the top deck of the ferryboat, watching the Seattle skyline come into view.

Suddenly something warm was in her hands. She looked down and her hands were wrapped around a hot paper cup with a sleeve on it.

"Mocha Latte?" she asked Derek. He was beside her, the wind also ruffling his gorgeous dark locks as he squinted into the horizon.

"Your favorite, isn't it?"

She answered by sipping the chocolatey concoction and smiling.

"I ever tell you I have a thing for Ferryboats?" he asked

"All the time."

"I don't ever think I told you why..."

Meredith turned around, her back to the railing, looking at Derek sideways with her flirtatious eyes.

His mouth curved as he seemed to fish something out of memory, something he had never told her.

She sipped her mocha latte and pushed her hair out of her face, waiting intently for his answer.

"The day I met you, was the same day I bought the land. I took my first ferry ride in Seattle that day."

"Before the bar?"

"Before I went to the bar."

"Yeah... but why-"

"-do I have a thing for ferryboats?"

Meredith nodded.

"Well, the thing about them is you just get on them- and they take you across the gap. And you don't have to do anything when you get on them. You're traveling, but you don't have to drive, and you can go outside if it's nice out and feel the breeze, and watch as your destination comes into view. It's different from anything else. It's quick, it's a habit everyday..." He looked at her deeply, meaningfully.

Meredith raised her eyebrows, trying to grasp what he was saying, but clearly failing. "Um..."

Derek chuckled and tilted his head, "Well, the thing about you is that you took me across the gap. When I wasn't even trying, and we traveled -granted there was some back and forth- but I was outside and the sun was on my face and I could feel the breeze... and when I was with you..." He sighed, "I could see my destination-"

"Oh!" Meredith's eyes went wide and her jaw dropped as she realized what he was implying. "You have a thing for ferryboats! I'm your ferryboat!"

"Mm-hmm," Derek replied, nodding.

Meredith pressed close to him, her hands once again on his chest. "Do you want to go for a ride Derek?"

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