Title: A Leap Of Faith

Authors: Sara And Lizzie

Rating: T for language, mild sex

Disclaimer: It would be nice to own grey's anatomy, sadly all we own are a lot of high priced shoes and handbags, and both seasons on dvd.

Summary: AU. Meredith leaves Seattle the night that Addison comes. Five years later, she's standing at the back of the church, about to marry another man, when she admits to herself that she's still very much in love with Derek Shepherd. So she heads back to Seattle, and finds a very broken Derek. Will they be able to heal each other, or is it too late?

Author's Note: Okay. We're slowly but surely getting back in the game. We're trying really, really hard to be consistent and should everything updated shortly.

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Arms caught her and hands turned her around. Before she knew what was happening lips were on hers. Derek. Her hand curled itself in the curls at the nape of his neck as they kissed. A loud and obvious cough errupted from Cristina, breaking them apart.

"I'm so sorry." He breathed against her lips, not daring to put an inch between them. "I never should have let you leave." She pressed her lips against his mouth, his lips parting to deepen the kiss.

"Oh for God's sake." Cristina said. "Come on, Mer, spare us. Seriously." A giggle escaped Meredith's lips and she looked at Derek for a long time, a certain sparkle in her eyes.

"I have an idea." she said, grabbing his hand. "Come on." She led him to the parking lot and into the passengar seat of her Jeep. Keys met ignition and she started driving.

"Are you kidnapping me?" Derek asked. "Because I'm very busy and important. Don't think people won't come looking." He looked outside, and his eyes flickered in recognition. There were only a few places they could be heading. "Are we going to my trailer?" he asked. "Or Canada?"

"The trailer." Meredith said lightly. "You're moving."

"I'm moving?" Derek asked. "To Canada?"

"Yes, Derek, I heard Vancouver was balmly this time of year. Not to Canada, you ass. In with me," His head snapped towards her, his eyes wide. "Unless you don't want to." she stammered, now uncertain. "You don't have to, I know it's soon, I just thought that maybe, for now, it might be..." she trailed off, turning her attention back to the road and merging.

"I'd love to."

"Who does she fucking think she is?" Jack asked, slamming a hand into his fist. "Did she go braindead in Seattle? Did she forget who she's dealing with?" Ryan raised an eyebrow at his friend and shrugged.

"Jack, maybe this is for the best. Maybe we should just go back to Philadelphia and move on with our lives, you know? She's got pictures of the drugs. Maybe it's best if we don't fuck with that."

"Are you listening to yourself Ryan? Are you at all hearing the words you are speaking to me?" Jack demanded. "You want me to slink home, defeated, by some bitch who left me at the alter?"

Ryan sighed, rubbed a hand over his face and sat down in Jack's hotel room, thinking. "I don't think she's worth it, man."

Jack paced the length of the room a few times and then sat down opposite his friend. "No, I think she is. Come on Ryan, you used to love to bring about a downfall."

"And how are you going to do that Jack? Really?"

"Watch and learn, Ry. Get comfortable. We might be here for a little while."

"Now what?" Derek asked Meredith as he shut the drawer he had been piling shirts into.

"I have absolutely no idea." She said from her position cross legged on her bed, watching him. She fiddled with the strands of her hair that had fallen loose from her ponytail. "I'm sorry." She said suddenly. "That I left. Both times. All times. And that I engaged. To Jack. And what he did."

"You're dangerously close to a full fledged ramble." Derek pointed out, smiling.

"I'm nervous." She admitted. "Here we are again."

"Only this time we seemed to have skipped dating and just moved in together." Derek said. "Should I skip proposing and just take you to a wedding one day?" Meredith looked at him, surprise and fear in her eyes. "I'm not trying to push you." Derek said quickly.

"This is just all happening so fast."

"It's been five years in the making." Derek said, sitting on the bed next to her. He pressed his lips against her neck. "And I missed you." Meredith reached over and turned out the lights.

"Not as much as I missed you." She whispered, pulling him on top of her in the darkness.