I just finished my last test of second year and I'm feeling great. So I'm celebrating with a fic. Enjoy and review!

Disclaimer: Characters in this story are the intellectual property on Shonda Rimes and David Crane. I own nothing. I'm just a poor med student.

Okay, this is it. This is the day that you've been waiting for. You are finally going to make her yours forever. Nothing can go wrong; this day will be perfect. Derek nodded at his reflection in the mirror. Alright, now smile. Ech, that looks more like a grimace. Don't look so McDreamy right now do you? Derek shook his head to clear his thoughts as a knock rang out through the room. "Come in."

"So how is the groom holding up?" inquired Burke, who looked quite dashing in his tuxedo. Remember smile, this is a good day. "Great," Derek replied. He shrugged, "Just ready to get this show on the road." Burke tilted his head thoughtfully, "You know I would classify that as more of a grimace than a smile. Dammit. He cocked his eyebrow, "You alright, Shepherd?" Derek forced a smile, "Of course," he said as he clapped Burke on the back, "now let's get out there before my bride decides to run."

The two surgeons walked out and took their place at the altar. They had decided to have the wedding outside on Derek's property. With the rare Seattle sunshine reflecting on the lake, it was a beautiful day for a wedding. All seats were filled to capacity, because everyone wanted to see the nuptials of Seattle Grace's "dream" couple. Those who were unable to get the day off had been grumbling for the past two weeks, but were somewhat pacified when Debbie promised to describe the event in excruciating detail. My life is a soap opera, Derek mused to himself, but he was shaken back to reality as he heard the first few chords of the wedding march.

There was his bride, with her face hidden behind the lace of a traditional veil. As she walked towards him, he kept expecting the knot in his stomach to loosen, but instead it seemed to tighten. The ceremony was simple, and soon he was being told to kiss his bride. When he lifted the veil and finally looked into her eyes, he found the peace he had been searching for all day. His grin was uncontrollable as he took in his bride's appearance; blue crashed against blue as they lost themselves in each other's eyes, and the sunlight brought out the highlights in her gorgeous red mane…Wait…RED?!!!

Derek shot up in bed and his eyes anxiously searched the room, before they settled on the blond snoring loudly next to him. He took deep breaths as he waited for his pulse to return to its normal resting rate. He thought back to the dream he had just awakened from and sighed. It was not the first dream he had had like that; in fact he had experienced the same dream almost every night since he had proposed. The only nights he didn't were those when he was too tired to dream. Oh, there were slight variations here and there (sometimes Mark was the best man) but the end result was always the same: he lifted the veil and saw Red.

Derek lay back against the pillows and allowed his mind to drift back to his first wedding. The moment she came into his sight he forgot how to breathe. She was a goddess in a strapless corseted vision of Vera Wang. Her crimson curls were pinned up, with a few allowed to cascade down her back. She was the most beautiful woman he'd ever seen and she moved so gracefully that she seemed to float towards him. He smiled at the memory, but his trip into the past came to an abrupt halt at the most unladylike snort from his bed companion.

You are cordially invited to the wedding nuptials of

Meredith Elizabeth Grey

and

Derek Matthew Shepherd

which will take place June 9, 2009 at 2 pm.

Will you attend? Yes / No

Addison stared at the invitation for what was probably the thousandth time. She had been quite surprised to receive it in the first place. While she knew all about the impending marriage (she still kept in touch with Callie and Miranda), she never expected to be invited to the ceremony. So now she was faced with an unexpected dilemma: Could she watch Derek marry another woman?

"Dr. Montgomery to the E.R. Dr. Montgomery to the E.R."

Saved by the page. Addison gathered her things and headed down to the E.R. to put the decision off for a few more hours. She managed to forget all about the invitation, until she went to meet her friends for a girls-night out. They were seated next to a bachelorette party that was in full swing. "So, Addie, did you RSVP to the wedding, yet?" Robin asked after they all had a drink in front of them. "No, and I don't know if I'm going to." "Why not? There's no better way to put an ex behind you than to watch him marry someone else." Addison smirked and changed the subject.

Later that night, Addison sat at her desk in her office, once again staring down the invitation. Her glance ticked to the envelope the invitation arrived in; it was addressed in Derek's characteristic chicken scratch. She thought back to when they were addressing invitations for their wedding. She hadn't allowed Derek to address any of the invitations, teasing him that no postal worker would be able to read his writing. "So what am I supposed to do?" he had asked. "You'll be responsible for licking." she replied. At his raised eyebrow, "The envelopes! You're responsible for licking the envelopes." "No," he said as his eyes darkened and he moved towards her, "I can think of something else I'm responsible for licking." "Derek, no. No, Derek, we have to get the invitations out." she said as he leaned her back against the couch covering her body with his. He kissed her breathless, then moved to her neck, and began to unbutton her blouse as he moved down her body. "What about the invitations?" she murmured. "Fuck the invitations."

She sighed as she looked back at the invitation and picked up her pen.

She circled no.