The one where i'm with you

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<One week later>

Y/n pov

The car ride isn't quiet. It's filled with Penelope talking about the things that've happened the week i've been gone. But the only really interesting thing was actually that the investigation of me has been shut down due to 'error' and not important enough to solve. Especially not since my old Interpol Chief chipped in to tell the story of Norway and verify my story with the Jeffersons.

As i walk into her apartment i'm not surprised at how it looks.

"I would have cleaned but..." she says like i would be the excuse, not that it's that messy in here. There's a few dishes on the sink, some clothes on a chair and a towel on the floor. I don't even want to focus on the area around us, only on her. So i turn to look at her with a smile, making her break into a less nervous smile herself.

"I wouldn't care if i couldn't even see the floor, i'm just glad it's not a hospital room or a psych ward. Kinda getting boring" i joke as i walk up close to her. Letting my hands graze her arms as her eyes flicker between my own and my lips.

"How about dinner and a movie?"

"You wanna cook?"

"Nah, not tonight. Takeout?"

"Mila's?"

"Would you believe me if i said they know me by name?"

"Yes, Penelope, would believe you. They do know me by name too" i laugh as i can't help but peck her cherry lips. A jolt of joy spreads throughout my body at the single touch.

<one week later>

Penelope pov

We walk up to the door, hand in hand before i stop at the bottom step.

"What's wrong?" you ask me, as i've stopped you've stopped with me.

"I don't know, what if they don't like me?"

"You've already met Lexie and Mark and they love you..." i'm about to cut you off but you just place your hands on my arms to calm me down. I can't stop my thoughts from going there. It's just that people here are friends of Lena and might see me as, i don't know some kind of thief and just a bad person for breaking them up. We all know it but no one says it outloud. "Everything is going to be okay, don't worry" just then the door opens and a blond woman appears.

"Y/n, i'm so glad you made it after everything" she says and pulls you away from me and into a hug. "And you must be Penelope, i've heard so much about you and i'm happy to finally meet"

"Penelope, meet Meredith Grey. Lexie's sister" and now that you say it i can see it too. It's in the eyes.

"I'm glad to be here" i answer as i shake her hand.

"Okay, come on. Mark should be here soon and we gotta get you a hiding place" Meredith says with a smile and drags us into the house. Of course your friends are people who have surprise parties. Maybe i will fit right in here anyways.

-twenty minutes later

"I'm so glad that you guys could make it" Lexie says as they finally make it to us, giving us both a big hug that we give back.

"I wouldn't miss it for the world and it gives me a chance to brag about my girl here" you say with a small laugh and i feel the blush spread throughout my face, making them all laugh as your arms snears around my waist. "Plus, you won't have everyone asking you how i am after everything"

"Good point, but you're still here to celebrate me right?"

"Nah, just here for the booze" they both look at you and i seem to be the only one knowing your joking. Since you're not allowed to drink alcohol for another three weeks. Can't mix alcohol and pills, not a very good mix. "I'm kidding, chill out. I'm not gonna drink and i'm here to celebrate you"

"Y/n/n, i swear to god..." Mark says, taking you in his arms again. I can't help but admire the family you have. Not the blood one cause' most of them are kinda crap. But the one here in Seattle, the one in Atlanta that i meet at the engagement party and the one in Quantico, the team. Your laugh echoes in my ear all the way into the night's celebration. And to think that just that sound can fill my body with flames and just... i can't describe it, it's just there and i don't want it to go away. I guess that's my new fear... losing this.



"Anyone can make you happy by doing something special. But, only someone special can make you happy without doing anything"

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