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chapter 5

MEREDITH

today is the day Derek will be transferred to Grey Sloan Memorial. I told him I would be there when he arrives, I don't actually know if that's true but I'll at least try.

Amelia came to D.C and saw Derek again. Amelia cried and was happy to see him, they talked for a while about what's happened and all.

well, Amelia spoke, Derek seemed to listen to all of it and he seemed happy that Amelia had gotten her life together but he didn't really say much.

Amelia also mentioned Derek seemed a little off but I told her it would probably take some time to adjust to everything going back to normal.

we also still don't know what happened in the years he was gone or where he was but he doesn't seem to be ready to hear it or want to talk about it.

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a few hours later Derek eventually arrives at the hospital. I help get him settled into his new room and I close the curtains and the door.

"do you need anything else, are you hungry? tired?" I ask sitting on the edge of the bed.

"does your boyfriend work here?" he asks.

"is this really what you want to talk about?" I ask him.

"yes, does he work here?" he asks. "kind of, he's only working here for the time he's in Seattle but he doesn't work here full time," I say.

"so he's in the building?" he asks. "yes, did you want to meet him?" I say, jokingly.

"yes," he says. "Derek I wasn't being serious," I tell him. "I am," he says.

"wouldn't you at least like to take a nap first?" I ask.

"I want to go home but it seems another man has taken my place," he says, he looks upset, I know he's not mad but I know he's switching out his emotions for anger.

"he doesn't live with me, he's staying at a hotel," I say. "should I stay at a hotel too?" he asks.

"No, you're staying here and when you are able to leave you're coming home with me," I say.

"am I staying in the guest bedroom?" he asks before rolling his eyes.

"Derek, what's wrong?" I ask. I don't know why he's being like this.

"nothing," he says. "well, there's clearly something wrong," I say.

"noting, I'm fine," he says. "No you're not, you're going to see a therapist when your discharged," I tell him.

"No,"

"yes, either that or you talk to me," I say. "I'll talk to you when I'm ready," he says.

"you should, and I don't want you to ignore it either," I say.

"how much longer do I have to be here for before I can go?" he asks.

"not much longer, you might be able to leave tomorrow if you're nice," I tell him.

"so if I'm not nice they'll keep me here longer than I need to be?" he asks.

"yes," I say. her rolls his eyes.

"Meredith, can I talk to you?" I hear from the door. I turn and see Nick standing at the door. he looks at Derek and he looks a bit confused, I think Amelia might've told him about Derek being alive.

"yea, sure" I say standing up. "you're dating a blond? you stooped that low when you thought I was dead?" Derek says.

"yes, be nice to the nurses," I say. I kiss his head before I leave the room.

"so he's really alive?" Nick asks as he stand next to Derek's room.

"yes," I nod. "what's your choice?" he asks.

"what do you mean? what choice?" I ask. "who are you choosing?" he asks. he give him a confused look.

"are you going to chose him or me, or do you need to think it through a bit more?" he asks.

I smile at him and nod. "I've already made my decision," I say before walking away and back into Derek's room.

"so, who did you chose?" Derek asks. "you, but you already knew that," I say.

"does he know that?" he asks.

"do you want me to tuck you in?" I ask, ignoring his question.

"I'm fine," he says. "too bad because I'm doing it anyways," I say. I close the door and move the bed back a bit so he can lie down.

I fluff his pillow a bit and grab a blanket from the bag that I brought from home. I laid it on top of him and tucked him in.

"you kept this blanket? I thought you hated it," he says. "I do, but I couldn't find the courage to get rid of it, I had so few things of yours and I didn't want to get rid of anything that was yours or that smelled like you, and you always kept this blanket so I found no reason to get rid of it," I say as I tuck in the side of the blanket and brush his hair out of his face.

"do you want me to bring you a pillow from home? I still have yours," I say. "you kept my pillow from eight years ago?" he asks with a smirk.

"yes, is it building your ego?" I ask. "yes, it is," he says. "yes, I kept your pillow, do you want me to bring it?" I ask.

"No, I want to leave tomorrow," he says. "I hope you do," I kiss his head and sit in the chair and read a book as he falls asleep.

"don't leave me alone, I don't want your boyfriend to smother me in my sleep," Derek says tiredly. "Okay," I say.

he eventually falls asleep. once he's asleep I turn the lights down a bit and close the curtains on the windows that look outside.

I sit back down on the chair and continue reading. I'm also going to be taking a few days off of work to help Derek get settled back into the house and since Bailey left me the whole hospital I can do that.

I still hate Bailey for what she did and how she uses my marriage to 'insult' me. she says she doesn't want to know about my personal life but always seems to find a way to make things personal.

but now that I am chief I'm debating on firing her.

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I hate Bailey so I kind of want to make her suffer in this story, am I the only one who feels that way?😭