#we're still divorced and i miss my home fandom

[dr-dendritic-trees]

I'm not generally a huge villain-enjoyer, which is why the whole Tempests and Slaughter thing has kind of thrown me for a loop. But oh, right, Ozorne lives on the same sad shelf I keep Serin Osman on. That's why I'm being weird.

[yellow-faerie]

Prompt List 5

I have made another prompt list! As always, feel free to reblog for your own use, and please send in prompts for any of the fandoms I write for!

"Don't try it. Don't you dare."

"Does this shirt look OK?"

"No-one here compares to you."

"If you were performing on the roadside, I would take money away from you."

"If you keep looking at me like that, I might have to kiss you."

"Was that a threat? Were you threatening me?"

"No! It's my wedding day, you're not allowed to die on my wedding day!"

"Isn't it funny? [He/She/They] actually made me feel loved."

"Well, it seems like you misunderstood."

"Did you know? Did you?"

"Take it, I don't need it anymore."

"This world sometimes feels like it's slowly dragging me down, but when I'm with you..."

"You let me cry. I don't think I've ever had that before."

"You're ridiculous; you know that, right?"

"Let's go get ice cream and take a walk through the park - pretend we're a proper sappy couple, like the ones you see in movies."

"You are my home and my heart and there is no-one else I would rather have at my side."

"That is not safe, please tell me you didn't do that."

"First of all, we're not dead, so jot that down."

"I'm pathetically in love with my best friend and I don't know what to do about it."

"That is...a really big spider. Hey, [name], come and deal with this spider!"

"Sometimes I wonder if maybe everyone would be happier if I'd never been born."

"Oh please be alive, please be alive, please - oh thank fuck."

"Oh no. I'm fucked."

"Regretting coming to work yet?"

"Look - and I mean this in the nicest way - but you look like shit. Get back into bed and I'll bring you something warm to drink."

"If that film is still on the TV, I'm going to kill you."

"Come here. Let me do your hair."

"[He/She/They] are literally the most perfect person on this planet. So no, I will not be asking them out."

"You have no idea how much I want to deck you right now."

"How are you feeling?"

"I'm fine, stop worrying so - ow, ow, ow! OK, yeah, maybe I need a little help."

"Stop right there!"

"How do you feel about discussing the divorce over a nice, candlelit dinner?"

"Come on, there's a family barbecue, we can't be late!"

"You know something? There's nothing that beats the feeling of waking up next to you each morning."

"You're the best [brother/sister/sibling] I could have ever asked for."

"Remember when our parents used to do that?"

"I want you to walk me down the aisle. Not anybody else."

"You don't get to tell me what to do. Not anymore."

"Kiss me. Kiss me until I forget my name."

"How many times have I died already?"

"Time travel? Really?"

"Take one look at me and decide for yourself whether I believe you."

"I woke up this morning and forgot you were dead."

"[My parents] are arguing again. Can I stay with you tonight?"

"Autumn's nearly over. You ready?"

"Come on, you need to pack. Quietly. We're running away."

"I missed you. Why did you leave?"

"Of course I didn't forget you. How could I ever forget you?"

"Love me. Please, please, love me."

[princeescaluswords]

I'm Season 1 Scott literally told Allison that he used to live with his dad in another city before moving to Beacon Hills with Melissa, and that his worst childhood memory was when his parents were divorcing. Which means that Rafael didn't actually disappear from Scott's life, and that he and Scott used to live together.

What type of silly gotcha game is this?

Neither of your points contradicts my meta in the slightest. If you don't think a parent can be neglectful and uninvolved in a child's life while they're living in the same house, your life experiences are sorely limited.

I never said that Scott didn't regret his father not being in his life, and neither did anyone else. The opposite of love is not hate, it's indifference. Scott can resent that his father wasn't there and still care about his father, which he aptly demonstrated. If his parents divorced when Scott was six or seven or eight, Scott is sixteen when the show starts. That could be half of Scott's life where his father wasn't present.

How long did Scott live with his father? We don't know. Scott doesn't actually give a duration in Pack Mentality (1x03). Considering the multiple other scenes where Rafael is described as neglectful, I don't think it was very long. Let's look at some other scenes.

Here's one from The Tell (1x05):

Harris: Sorry. Allow me to clarify. I mean the lack of a male authority figure.

Melissa: Oh. Well, trust me, we're much better off without him in the picture.

It seems that Melissa and Adrian Harris are convinced that Rafael is not in Scott's life.

Here's one from Restraint (2x08):

Melissa: Yeah. Is this about your father? It is, isn't it? Okay, you know what, um - We'll talk about this at home. I'm gonna go get the car.

I doubt that Melissa would have suspected that Scott's relationship with his father was at the root of his juvenile delinquency if they went to ball games every other weekend. Or the fact that Stiles announcement that Rafael is so important it's the last thing that Stiles says to Scott before they go under the ice in Alpha Pact (3x11):

Stiles: By the way, if I don't make it back and you do, you should probably know something. Your dad's in town.

But I'm sure that Scott's father being in town is no big deal. And let's look at the scenes where they actually talk about Rafael being neglectful. What about that time in Silverfinger (3x17) where Scott is surprised that Rafael still has a key to his house and accuses him of getting his hair color from Rafael and that's all he got. Or maybe you can actually listen to Scott in Insatiable (3x23):

Scott: So... See you at graduation. Or whenever you decide to show up again.

Do you still need more? Because there's more! I mean, how do you square your belief "Which means that Rafael didn't actually disappear from Scott's life" with what Melissa says in the Divine Move (3x12):

Melissa: Seriously? Raf, you say that you want a relationship with your son. You can't just bail after one fight.

Or maybe Rafael's own words during Season 4's Time of Death (4x08)?

Agent McCall: Unfortunately, I'm going to have to drive back to San Francisco tonight. I'll need to do a review at the field office. But I'll be back as soon as I can. I might have to miss the first game of the season.

Scott: It's no big deal.

Agent McCall: It is to me. I'm keeping my promises this time

It's obvious to even the most casual observer that neither Scott nor Melissa nor Rafael nor the writers believe that Rafael has fulfilled his duties as a father. It's a significant plot line. In fact, one of the few plot lines that gives us insight into Scott's character without the supernatural being involved.

So why is there such hostility in the fandom to the idea that Rafael McCall was a neglectful father who wasn't present in Scott's life the way he should have been?

That question was rhetorical. I've been in the fandom long enough to understand that the fandom can't afford to acknowledge anything that happens to Scott or any problems in his life because their primary weapon in the war to de-center him as the lead protagonist of his own show is by arguing that he comes by his heroics cheaply. That he's a pampered White Knight who looks down on Stiles and Derek and Peter and any fandom favorite because he can't really understand the tragedies that they exist under. It's why they think that the only thing that happened to Scott after being bit was he magically got good at lacrosse and his asthma disappeared, pretending the terror of being hunted, fear of turning into a murderous monster, horror as his own body transforms into something unrecognizable and constant mental violation didn't actually happen. They can't try to center poor traumatized secondary characters if they don't deny Scott's experiences, even if it comes down to a neglectful father.

Especially in the light of Teen Wolf's theme that what is done to you doesn't give you the right to do things to others. I've watched fandom try to justify Peter's murder of Laura by saying she 'abandoned him' without even a single line spoken in the show, so it's necessary for them to insist that no one hurt Scott ever, because, by pursuing their own logic, Scott could have done much more.

It's tiresome.

[hollanderfangirl]

Nothing lasts forever |Harry Holland|

A/N: K, I wrote this for you. @in-a-lot-of-fandoms-tbh congratulations on 1k!!! I wrote this through a writer's block so yeah not my best work

Warnings: angst, mentions of divorce, Harry being a dick

Word count: 3k

They say love conquers all. But it’s not that simple, is it? You meet, you fall in love, you think that love is enough and when things start to go downhill, you realise that it isn’t, after all. It’s the effort, time, circumstances, along with hundreds of other things. You make promises of being together forever but nothing lasts forever. Nothing. And when the promises break? You get your heart broken. But a heart that’s broken is a heart that’s been loved. How can something so perfect, something that brought you so much happiness, something you thought would be yours forever, go so wrong?

When you and Harry got married, everyone knew you were one of those couples who make you believe in ‘together forever’. You had met when you were teenagers and neither of you thought the relationship would last even six months. But there you were, seven years later, having the most extravagant wedding, vowing to never leave each other’s side and to support one another through it all.

The first two years of marriage was a honeymoon period, you both were having the best time of your lives, going on dates often, cooking together, falling asleep next to each other, you wondered how you even got so lucky. You joined him on most of his trips, you both travelled across the beautiful cities of Europe and America together and nothing else really mattered. You loved him more than anything in the world, and he loved you, what else did you need?

When your work was piling up, you knew that you had to go back, although neither of you wanted to leave each other. He was away from you more often, working on sets and filming his own movies, but you were quite used to it to say the least. Spending away nights of frustrations all alone, with no one there for you. But you didn’t complain, you could never do that. You could never stand in the way of Harry and his career.

Two years later, on Christmas Day, you held your daughter in your arms, a healthy and beautiful baby. You and Harry had never been more happy and overwhelmed.

“So what should we name her?” he asked you while gently rocking her to sleep.

“Noelle,” you smiled. “She really decided to make Christmas even more special”

Over the years, you were so proud of your little family, you would often look at Noelle and Harry, playing or reading together and the ‘father-daughter bonding time’ as Harry liked to call it. She was more fond of Harry than you, and that was why it was even harder for her than it was for you. You regretted it so many times, you didn’t want to give it all up, to give him up. But it was becoming so difficult, taking care of a small child all on your own, along with Harry acting like a child himself. It was far too much responsibility than you could handle. You loved him, you really did, but love is never enough.

Now you were cooking in the kitchen with Noelle sitting on the counter, reciting her lessons from school.

“But mommy! We have holidays coming up now!”

“Yes and you will have all the time to play and enjoy, ok?”

“And there’s something else too,” she giggled.

“Oh is it?” you pretend to think.

“Yes! It’s my birthday”

“That’s right, you’ll spend your birthday with grandma and grandpa and your uncles”

“Will daddy be there?”

“Hopefully yeah,” you sigh.

“Will you be there?”

“Of course, sweetie. Mommy would never miss your birthday party,” you pinch her cheeks.

“Why don’t you and daddy ever want to meet?” she speaks up after a minute.

“Baby… daddy and I…” you honestly didn’t know how to phrase it. “We just kind of don’t… talk anymore, you know?”

“Like Tina and me?”

“Yes, exactly like you and Tina”

“But you told me that I should not be angry at her and we should become friends again”

“That is for you, the thing between me and daddy is much more complicated”

“What does complicated mean?”

You chuckle, the questions never end.

You step out of the car into the bitter cold December wind in front of the Holland household. It had been a while since it had snowed this heavy, and you were worried if you would be able to drive in this weather.

“Here you go,” you say as you hand over Noelle to Sam.

“Gosh it’s so cold today, what are you even going to do?” he asks you.

“Go back to the office I don't really have anywhere to be”

“You're gonna work through Christmas? Take some time off, why don’t you stay with us?”

“Sam no-”

“Come on, y/n. How long will you keep avoiding him this way?”

“I- ”

“And what about Noelle’s birthday?”

“I’ll come and visit for a few hours on 25th”

“Y/n, this will always be your home too, with or without Harry. We would love to have you over for Christmas”

“Mommy please, I’m feeling cold out here,” Noelle says reaching out her tiny hands out to you from Sam’s arms.

“Okay fine,” you laugh.

As you get inside the house, Noelle jumps off from Sam and starts running into the house.

“Daddy!”

“Oh my little princess I’ve missed you!” you see Harry run from the living room, picking up Noelle and kissing her forehead. “How have you been? Have you been good? Otherwise who’s gonna get all the gifts?” he pretended to say in a childlike voice.

Your heart warmed up at the sight, your lips curling into a smile. It had been so long since you had seen the two of them reunited like this. Everytime you went to drop Noelle off at Harry’s house, you just waved from the car, not even caring about what happened afterwards.

He seemed a little surprised to see you there and you weren’t sure if it was a good surprise or not.

“Y/n… hi”

“Hey Harry”

“You um changed your hair”

“And you’re wearing the same old sweater”

“No this is a new sweater it’s uh-” he says trying not to continue with an awkward silence. “It’s the old sweater,” he shrugs, making you smile

"Y/n! What a surprise," Nikki calls you from the living room. "It's so nice to have you here over Christmas, everyone misses you so much"

You walk over to meet everyone as Noelle calls Sam to the side.

"Hmm what's up?" he asks the little girl.

"I know how mum and daddy can talk"

He lets out a laugh. "What? And why's that?"

"Mommy said that she and daddy don't talk anymore and that's the only problem. We just have to find a way for them to talk and become friends again"

"What's your plan, genius?"

And then she told him.

After dinner that night, you were sitting on the front porch with Sam. He was your friend, someone who you could always turn to. All of Harry's family was like that. When you both got divorced, you thought you would lose contact with the Hollands, you didn't want to lose them too because they were just like your own family but the bond didn't change, Sam helped you get through it, just like he helped Harry and he was the one who had tried to resolve things between you both.

"I still don't understand. You both were doing just fine, better than fine. All of you were so happy, what even happened?"

"Sam… Harry and I haven't even talked about what went wrong between us. Everytime we tried to talk, something came in between"

"Then talk now, you have plenty of time"

"How does it even matter now?"

"It does. I've seen how miserable you two are, you don't even want to see each other. I know you both still have something"

"We have Noelle," you say as a matter of factly.

"You know what I mean. You both love each other"

"See that's the thing with love. Love doesn't help me take care of a four year old all on my own, Sam. She misses him so much. She just keeps asking me when she'll get to see her father. He never made time for us"

"I know he's been a kind of a jerk"

You raise an eyebrow at him.

"Okay a big jerk, but he cares about you and Noelle. I'm not asking you to get back together but at least talk and resolve whatever beef you both have"

"We can't"

"Why?"

"It's just… I don't even know"

There was a long silence. If it was summer, you would have been hearing the crickets chirping but at this hour of a cold winter night, all you could hear was the faint distant noise of the faraway traffic.

"How about this, you both go out tomorrow, just for an hour or two, hang out, talk, just say whatever you had been holding in all this time"

"You're setting us up on a date?"

"Not a date. You both just need to talk, right? So you just need some alone time"

"Has Harry agreed to this?"

"He definitely would"

"No, it'll be too much. And what about Noelle?"

"What about her? We're all here to take care of her. You just go and talk this over"

You lay awake at night thinking about the happy times you had with Harry. How did things go so so wrong?

Two years earlier

"Harry, the opening ceremony is on Friday, it's huge for the company!"

"Yes I know, love. I really wish I could make it"

"What… do you mean?"

"I'll be leaving for Atlanta two days from now"

"But it's important to me and everyone will be asking for you"

"I'm so sorry, baby but I have to go"

"You've done a great job, y/n. Where's Harry? I'd love to meet him," your manager asks you at the after party of the opening ceremony.

"He couldn't make it tonight. He really wanted to be here"

"Where's your husband, miss y/l/n? This is such a big day for you!" another one of your colleagues asked you later that night.

"He's really disappointed he couldn't be here but duty calls," you tried to hide your loneliness and sadness through a smile.

"Y/n! I haven't seen Harry tonight…"

"How's the movie coming up?" you were talking to Harry at 2 in the morning, time zones were driving the both of you crazy.

"It's going great! The location is amazing, I think we could shoot the whole film here. I just wish you were here I miss you so much"

"I miss you too, just come back home," listening to his voice seemed to make you even lonelier.

"I will," you hear music playing in the background and the noise of people cheering and talking.

"What's happening there?"

"Ah they're throwing a party in my honour, it's been such a success-" you heard a woman laugh right beside him.

"So are you having a good time?"

"Yes I am I just-"

"Then you should go back to it. Bye"

"But y/n-"

You were still working when he came back from the airport and you immediately rushed home after you were free.

When you saw him, you felt as though you were seeing a stranger. He looked different and he felt different and he looked tired than ever. Nevertheless you jumped on him and hugged him tight, making sure he was real.

"Oh god I've missed you, more than you could ever know," he stroked your hair and kissed your forehead.

"Really? Then show me how much you've missed me," you say as you lead him into your shared bedroom.

"I'm so sorry I missed your opening, darling I really wanted to be there"

"It's alright, we have another celebration next month, you can meet everyone there"

"Oh I can't make it to that either, I have to get away again after three weeks"

"But you just came back! And Noelle is just two years old, how do you expect me to take care of her and go to work?"

"There's nothing I can do, y/n. The contracts have already been signed. This is my big break, it's important to me"

"And our marriage is not? Your daughter is not?"

"You both are the most important to me," he put his calloused hands on your cheeks. "But you knew this was what our life would be when you married me"

"Everything has changed since then, Harry. We have a child now and we're so happy here. Why do you have to go away halfway across the world for months"

"Nothing has changed. I still love you the same and our careers are still as important to us as before"

"You could have at least talked to me about this"

"Yes I'm sorry. Everything will be alright once I return, I just have to go now"

Harry couldn't focus on work that day. He just kept replaying the conversation he had with you before leaving.

'I can't lose her. I really can't," he thought. 'Oh my god I love her, I love her so much. We have to find a way to make this work'

And ten thousand miles away from him, you sat all alone on the bed, thinking, 'this will not work, we're so happy, why does he want to give all of this up?'

"We're not teenagers anymore, y/n. Now I want something and you want something else, our worlds are different"

"So we just let it go?"

"I'm not saying that we have to let anything go, but it's my career, y/n. For the first time in my life, things have finally started to move and I don't want to lose anything"

"Harry… I have always supported your career. I have always supported your dreams. But you can have everything you want right here with me and Noelle. You don't have to leave"

"You're not even trying to understand"

"I'm understanding everything. I can't do this anymore, I'm not another one of your fans, Harry. I can't just keep on chasing you like this"

"Ice skating? Really?" you say as you see the long sheet of ice that lay on the ground in front of you, there were only a few people as it was a cold day. Everyone was probably snuggled up in bed with some warm coffee rather than going out on a date with their ex husband.

"We can go somewhere else if you want, there's a restaurant-"

"No this is fine. After all Noelle chose it"

He helps you put on your skates and you both hold each other, trying not to lose balance until you reach the ice rink.

"Ah that's it," he lets go of your arm but still holds your hand in his.

"Wait what did you mean Noelle chose it?"

"You don't know your daughter, Mr Holland. She's grown up to be quite the matchmaker," you laugh.

"You remember how we used to come here?" you smile at the memories, you and Harry used to go ice skating almost every week in winters. Although neither of you were the best at it, you loved the times you spent falling and laughing and later on having hot chocolate in each other's arms.

"Yeah," he tries to hold your other hand as well. "You remember the Christmas Noelle was born? I miss taking her out ice skating"

"Of course I remember," you sigh. "Eighteen hours of labor, and I was alone. You couldn't even make it in time for the birth of your own daughter"

"She was supposed to be born in January, how could I have known she would come in so early?"

"Well you always have the excuses ready, don't you?"

"It's not an excuse, it's more of an explanation. The flights were all booked, I mean it was Christmas! And I did reach the hospital in time"

"You reached the hospital when she was all cleaned up and in my arms"

He stays silent for a few moments and then speaks, with a gentler tone. "Y/n I'm sorry, I really am"

"You always said that, yet you never did anything to understand what went wrong"

"I was just so caught up in my life, I mean… there was so much work. I know I didn't spend much time with you both and-"

"It wasn't even about spending time, Harry. The thing is, you were never there for us. When I needed you the most, you weren't there. Even your brother understood that I needed someone but you didn't. You're just so-" you choked on the words.

"I know, and all I can say is that I've messed up, big time. I know you can't forgive me"

"Oh I've forgiven you a long time ago, Harry"

His hair was all messed up from the wind, going wild in all directions like a crown on his head. His nose and cheeks were turning red from the cold and all you wanted in that moment, was just kiss him. You wanted to feel his cold lips on yours until they turned warm. You wanted to hold his hair in your fingers, you wanted to touch him, you wanted to feel him. You wanted everything you once had. You wanted him back.

"I remember everything about you, you know?" he spoke up. "How can I ever forget? I remember how much you loved reading and how you hated it when I left my clothes on the floor. And how you keep your socks on during sex"

"You just had to bring that up" you roll your eyes and laugh.

"The thing is, I love you. I always have, even now when we're.... over, I still love you. I never got over you"

"Harry-"

"Y/n, what we had, it was something else. You're… the only woman I've actually ever loved in my life"

"And you're the only one who I've loved in my life. But we can't go back now"

"Why? Why can't we give it another chance? Give us another chance?"

"It didn't work the first time, why do you think it'll work now?"

"I don't. But I'm miserable without you and we're different now. I've lost you once and I'll never make you feel like I'm busy for you, ever again"

"Are you sure? I'm tired, Harry. I'm so tired, I really cannot go through this if everything goes wrong again"

"It won't. I promise you, let's give us another chance, please?"

You looked into his eyes and you knew the answer.

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[letstalkaboutfics]

Suitcase

FANDOM: Grey's Anatomy

PAIRING: One-sided Meredith Grey/Derek Shepherd

RATING: K

Currently a Standalone Song-Fic to 'Suitcase' by Emeli Sande, from the 2012 album 'Our Version of Events.' Also known as what I would prefer to have happened rather than them killing Derek off.

Didn't see it coming

No kind of warning

I can't work out what I've done wrong

Meredith looked around the home that she had shared with Derek. Their dream house. The house they had built together. Their fighting had progressively gotten worse since Derek had taken the job in DC but she had never expected him to actually leave. She would never have expected it. They were Derek and Meredith. They were meant to be together, everyone said so. So why was her husband walking away from their marriage? Why wasn't he fighting for her after he had fought so hard to be with her?

She couldn't understand it. Sure they had fought but they had always made up afterward. She hated being angry at Derek so she just tried not to be for any length of time. They always made up in the end and now he was gone. Amelia wasn't there either. She was alone with her children. How was she meant to explain this to Bailey and Zola? Bailey was far too young to understand but Zola.. How could she explain to the child that they had adopted together that Daddy was gone?

His clothes are missing

But his key's still here

Please somebody tell me what's going on

Amelia had answered her call and she let out a sigh of relief, whatever was happening hadn't affected her friendship with her sister-in-law. Amelia, who was currently staying with Owen, had no idea where her brother was. Or at least she claimed to. Meredith hoped that she wouldn't be lying and her stuff was still at the house, so she was inclined to believe her. What was different, however, was that the remainder of Derek's belongings were in a suitcase by the front door.

Meredith had wept down the phone, truly unable to understand what was happening to her. Derek was her one, right? Derek was the one she was meant to be with. They had survived so much, Addison's arrival in Seattle, her putting her hand on a bomb, her near-death to drowning, several of her friends dying, her mother dying, her step-mother dying, the shooting, the plane crash. They had shared so many experiences and now her husband was walking away from their marriage, it truly felt as though it was breaking her.

My baby's got a suitcase

He's telling me it's too late

Don't nobody, please don't ask me why

Her heart dropped as he stepped back through the door. Had he changed his mind? No, he couldn't have because he didn't bring the rest of his stuff back with him. His hands were empty and he was reaching for his suitcase, not even making eye contact with her.

"Derek." She murmured through the tears, remaining quiet so she didn't wake the kids. "Derek I don't understand."

"It's too late Meredith. Cristina may have told you you're the sun but that doesn't mean you get to be selfish. I can't give up my life, my career, for you. I'm a respected surgeon. I'm an amazing surgeon. I have a reputation and I'm starting to lose it and gain a new one for being unreliable. So, no, Meredith, you don't get to understand." He still didn't make eye contact, unable to bring himself to look at her as he broke her heart, again.

'Cause all I did was love him

But I can't stop him walking

My baby's got a suitcase, please don't ask me why

She didn't understand. She couldn't understand. They had children together. They had talked about having another. They had planned a life together, a future, and now he was going to leave her because she had asked him for a year to get her career together? She felt as though her heart had been ripped out.

"But I love you, Derek." She shouted, instantly regretting her raised volume in case the children woke up, the last thing she wanted for Zola and Bailey was for them to see their parents fighting like this. "You told me you loved me on the phone today, was that a lie?" She asked, tears threatening to spill over once again.

"No, it wasn't, but DC offered me the job again, they won't take no for an answer and I don't want them to. I want to go. I want to give my all to this job and being with you won't let me do that."

What changed so quickly?

Answer me

If you must kill me, at least please tell me why

"I don't get it. Was your plan to leave without a word? Have me worried sick with no idea what to tell our children? Our children, Derek! Did you even think of them when you were planning this?" Her words were filled with hurt now. She couldn't believe this was happening to her. She couldn't believe he could do this without even a word. "What changed between you agreeing to not go to DC and now? I need answers." Her whole body shook with her sobs as she pleaded with him to give her the answers that she felt she deserved from her husband.

"What changed between you agreeing to come to DC and changing your mind?" He asked. "You never gave me a reason for that either, Meredith. I can't keep putting you first. I used to get kicked out of my bed every week for your best friend and never once did I get an apology. So I am done. I am going to DC. My lawyer will have papers drawn up for divorce and we will talk custody when I'm settled."

She stepped closer to him, reaching out to him. She still didn't understand. She just wanted her husband to hold her and tell her that this was all some joke, that he wasn't really leaving.

He said don't touch me, get out the way

Will someone tell me what's going on tonight?

"Don't touch me, Meredith. It'll just make things harder for you." He shied away from her touch, afraid that he might not have the guts to do it, that he might not be able to do what he felt was right for him at this moment. "Get out the way."

"Derek!" She sobbed. "You can't go. You can't walk away from us, we're your family!" She no longer cared if the kids woke up, because she couldn't stay in this house if they weren't going to have Derek there with them. They would go back to her old house, to Alex's house. He never minded.

"I'm sorry, Meredith."

I can't stop my heart leaving through the door

I can't unpack my heart cause he won't look at me anymore

He didn't look at her again as he loaded his bag into his car in the driveway. He was leaving her. She moved through the house to wake Zola and pick up Bailey. They were sleeping at Alex's tonight. She didn't want to be alone.

My baby's got a suitcase

He's telling me it's too late

But don't nobody, please don't ask me why

'Cause all I did was love him

But I can't stop him walking

My baby's got a suitcase but please don't ask me why