Mrs. Dr. McDreamy
Subject: Mer/ Addison Just fluff
Rating: PG
Meredith and Addison confront the world
Knight in Shining Ardor
A small, breathy half-snore rends the silence of the room in half and you open your eyes sleepily. Derek does not snore like that.He doesn't snore. You roll over on your side to look at the hazy figure beside you.
Meredith sleeps like the dead except for an occasional asthmatic wheeze. The first few times you had actually slept when you slept together you had been almost anxious. Meredith's chest rose and fell so little even in the deepest sleep that you found yourself worrying idly for her continued existence. She barely moved and it was nearly impossible to wake her by conventional means. Fortunately, where Meredith was concerned, you
are anything but conventional.Now though, you are plagued by indecision. You are where you want to be. Unquestionably. But you are definitely not where you are supposed to be.
You peer over Meredith's slender shoulder to the clock on the bedside table. It is nearly six in the morning.
Derek will be home very soon and according to your schedule, you should already be there. A few more minutes in bed with Meredith and the charade would be over.
You start to rise from the bed but pause when you hear Meredith's voice, muffled by the silk sheets. "Where are you going?"
You sigh. "I overslept, Mer. I've got to get home." Meredith turned over, fully awake now. Her eyes are veiled in the darkness but you feel as if you know what they hold.
Meredith nods almost angrily. Yoe feel a mysterious jolt inside you.So long has
it been dormant within you that you've almost forgotten what it felt like to be possessed by someone. If Derek only knew how completely and quickly he'd really lost you.
You smile ruefully. "Grey, I've gotta go,okay. Think about it. If I stay he's gonna put it all together. You don't want to hurt him".
You say "you" because you really don't care if you hurt him.
It's what you want most. But Meredith says angrily, "I don't care. Stay." Your heart does a happy flip flop even as you're sure Meredith doesn't know exactly what will happen if you do stay.
Mer, listen. If I stay it's all going to come out. People will know." Meredith sits up, her Dartmouth t-shirt on inside out and her eyes glittering with frustration. Belligerently she says, "I don't care. It's not about them. I want you to stay."
You look at Meredith in the half-light as footsteps sound on the landing outside. George probably. Meredith looks satisfied. "See, George knows. Your car's outside. It's too late. Now come to bed."
You have to laugh at the commanding tone of Meredith's voice. You fall back onto the bed and Meredith coils around you.Unbelievably quickly, Meredith has fallen back to sleep. You smile as a quick puff of air stirs the hair on your pillow. So this is yours now. This strange comical snoring and cover- hogging and inside out, battered old t-shirts. Yours is the slightly messy, somewhat bumbling, albeit brilliant intern.
You turn against the lithe, ropy body and buried your face against the impossibly lovely, warm human being right beside you. Tomorrow would be for breaking hearts and shocking the masses. Tonight is for nothing but this.
Rating: PG
Meredith and Addison confront the world
Knight in Shining Ardor
A small, breathy half-snore rends the silence of the room in half and you open your eyes sleepily. Derek does not snore like that.He doesn't snore. You roll over on your side to look at the hazy figure beside you.
Meredith sleeps like the dead except for an occasional asthmatic wheeze. The first few times you had actually slept when you slept together you had been almost anxious. Meredith's chest rose and fell so little even in the deepest sleep that you found yourself worrying idly for her continued existence. She barely moved and it was nearly impossible to wake her by conventional means. Fortunately, where Meredith was concerned, you
are anything but conventional.Now though, you are plagued by indecision. You are where you want to be. Unquestionably. But you are definitely not where you are supposed to be.
You peer over Meredith's slender shoulder to the clock on the bedside table. It is nearly six in the morning.
Derek will be home very soon and according to your schedule, you should already be there. A few more minutes in bed with Meredith and the charade would be over.
You start to rise from the bed but pause when you hear Meredith's voice, muffled by the silk sheets. "Where are you going?"
You sigh. "I overslept, Mer. I've got to get home." Meredith turned over, fully awake now. Her eyes are veiled in the darkness but you feel as if you know what they hold.
Meredith nods almost angrily. Yoe feel a mysterious jolt inside you.So long has
it been dormant within you that you've almost forgotten what it felt like to be possessed by someone. If Derek only knew how completely and quickly he'd really lost you.
You smile ruefully. "Grey, I've gotta go,okay. Think about it. If I stay he's gonna put it all together. You don't want to hurt him".
You say "you" because you really don't care if you hurt him.
It's what you want most. But Meredith says angrily, "I don't care. Stay." Your heart does a happy flip flop even as you're sure Meredith doesn't know exactly what will happen if you do stay.
Mer, listen. If I stay it's all going to come out. People will know." Meredith sits up, her Dartmouth t-shirt on inside out and her eyes glittering with frustration. Belligerently she says, "I don't care. It's not about them. I want you to stay."
You look at Meredith in the half-light as footsteps sound on the landing outside. George probably. Meredith looks satisfied. "See, George knows. Your car's outside. It's too late. Now come to bed."
You have to laugh at the commanding tone of Meredith's voice. You fall back onto the bed and Meredith coils around you.Unbelievably quickly, Meredith has fallen back to sleep. You smile as a quick puff of air stirs the hair on your pillow. So this is yours now. This strange comical snoring and cover- hogging and inside out, battered old t-shirts. Yours is the slightly messy, somewhat bumbling, albeit brilliant intern.
You turn against the lithe, ropy body and buried your face against the impossibly lovely, warm human being right beside you. Tomorrow would be for breaking hearts and shocking the masses. Tonight is for nothing but this.