A/N: Ok…I know it took me forever to get this up. I’m really sorry about that…I didn’t have any inspiration for a while. I hope you like it…
Oh…and this chapter is totally dedicated to LAUREN….who was sooo freaking patient with me and made me actually go write this.
Disclaimer: Obviously, I don’t own Grey’s Anatomy. If I did, I wouldn’t be writing this.
Here's
chapter 1 if you haven't read it yet
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Only With You
She looks scared as she walks over to him. And for a second, he is totally lost. Lost in her. He still doesn’t know what he’s going to say to her, how he will tell her he already knows. She’s going to be surprised, and then she’ll be hurt. But still how will he explain why he didn’t tell her? How will he explain he kept the most important and exciting news from her, leaving her to find out for herself? How will he explain the joy and happiness he felt, only to have it replaced by pain because he isn’t with her? And how will he explain that he and Addie are over, and he’ll do anything to get her, the other piece of his soul, back?
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It took him 3 months to get her back. 3 months. She couldn’t believe when he told her that he already knew, and then she couldn’t believe that he didn’t tell her. She was furious, and then she was hurt. It was horrible to watch how much pain he had put her in when he went back to Addison, so it was horrible for him to watch her being hurt again because he hadn’t even had the decency to tell her she was pregnant. But he fought. He fought for 3 months, and he would have fought for the rest of his life until she forgave him.
It took months of flowers and apologies, of smiles and pleads. It took months of him asking her to forgive him and telling her how much he loves her. He tried to show her but she was too hurt. So even though he hated it, he decided she was more than worth it. So one evening, he stood outside her window with a radio over his head, and he asked her to dance.
“I thought you didn’t dance.”
“I only dance with you.”
Only you
Can make all this change in me,
For it's true
You are my destiny.
When you hold my hand, I understand
The magic that you do,
You're my dream come true,
My one and only you.
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Time passes fast. But when he’s with her, he wishes it would stop, so they could have forever. Yet before they know it, she’s 8 months along. They’ve been preparing for months, amazed at how much love they could have for a person who isn’t even born.
Until one day, it’s time. They’re already working at the hospital so they rush up to the pediatric floor. When they’re in the delivery room, he holds her close and whispers soft things in her ear, mostly reassuring her she can do this, they can do this. And all the while, she’s screaming in pain, squeezing his hand so hard it will most likely fall off if she continues.
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She’s 8 pounds, 11 ounces and she looks just like her mother, with the exception of the curly, black hair from her father. They decided on Samantha Ellis, wanting to give their daughter a little piece of both their families.
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He paces back and forth, nervously waiting and preparing for tonight. Tonight’s the night, the night when he will ask her to marry him. When he’ll ask the love of his life to become his wife. She and Samantha are already his family but he wants to make it official, he wants to make it forever.
He has the day off so he spends it with Samantha at the home they built together while she was pregnant. He looks around their home and admires the life they have made together. And he looks down at his beautiful daughter, who is now 3 months old, and smiles.
“This is what life is all about,” he thinks.
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When she comes home, Samantha is already asleep and he’s got everything planned. She looks surprised to find him sitting in the living room, with no TV on, just thinking. He takes her to the back where he’s lit candles and there’s a radio over to the side.
He tells her how much he loves her, and how much she means to him. He tells her that she’s given him his world, and she’s made him whole. He talks about their happy memories and their difficulties, and he reminds her that they made it through together.
And then he gets down on one knee and asks her to marry him. And when she nods fiercely with tears in her eyes, he asks her to dance.
“I thought you didn’t dance.” She teases.
“I only dance with you.”
And suddenly he starts grinning like mad because he realizes that this…this is it. He is it. Meredith is it. Samantha is it.
This is the ferryboats, the elevators, the Thursday mornings, and the amazing sex. This is the last piece of cheesecake, the radio over her head, and the pretending to like his music. This is the breath-taking moments, watching the mist rise over the lake, the way they look at each other, and the kisses filled with so much passion and love that they are the only thing holding each other up. This is destiny, this is home.
This….this is the rest of their lives.