Title : Love Something, Someone
Prompt : AU ! Meredith goes home with McSteamy instead of sleeping with George at the end of 2x18.
Fandom : Grey's Anatomy
Characters : Meredith Grey / Mark Sloan
- Love Something, Someone -
"Would you like to be best friends?" Meredith Grey, after three shots of Tequila and a quickly downed drink of a strong Margarita, asks the bartender. Different bar than the one that lived across the street of hospital. She did not want to run into anyone that she worked with.
The bartender laughed, it a was small laugh, "Honey, you are not my type. I need a best friend that can deal with my craziness and be a little crazy herself." The woman grabs a bottle of the high shelf tequila, setting down two shot glasses in front of her, before pouring liquid into each glass.
Meredith grins, "You are in luck, Lucy. Lucy right?" The bartender shakes her head yes. "I am the craziness woman you are ever going to meet."
"We will make a deal…" Lucy begins, pushing the two small glasses in front of the woman. "You will take this two shots, I will call you a taxi to take you home and if you still would like to be best friends. You can come back here, and we can talk craziness…"
Meredith giggles, nodding her head before snatching the first glass off the table and downing it.
"I am glad you are taking the deal, Meredith Grey." The voice did not belong to Lucy, Meredith's new best friend but the man who flirted with her, then landed on the floor after a punch to the face by her ex boyfriend. The young intern shakes her head, that was a long thought. "I thought you would be at Joe's like everyone else is. I did not think anyone would be here from that damn hospital."
Meredith grins, "McSteamy."
Lucy laughs, "McSteamy." A small smile came on the bartender's face. "Okay, Meredith. I think you are in good hands for now, I will not call you a cab yet. But I will get you a glass of water, and your bill." The bartender looks at the two doctors, surgeons, before walking away.
Meredith smiles softly, before leaning in close to the man who sat on her right side at the almost empty bar. It does make her wonder how long she has been here, maybe it's close to closing time. "I am a little drunk."
"That's okay." Mark whispers to her, watching the young woman. "I won't take advantage of you." It was soft promise, but he knew the woman sitting beside him could hear him.
"...as long as you don't break me like McAss." Her eyes narrowed for a moment, then laughs. Loudly. And it feels like it is the first time she had a real laugh since McDreamy turned into McAss. "Can I buy a drink?" Then he smiled, and Meredith for a moment thought her heart stopped. "Lucy! Before you give me a bill, can I buy a McSteamy a drink?"
"Sure thing, Meredith!" The bartender calls from down the bar. "What will it be McSteamy?"
"Something simple. A beer? You can pick it." Mark tells Lucy. "Tell me something, Meredith." She looks to him, head to the right as Lucy sets down a Pabst Blue Ribbon in front of Mark, and a tall glass of icy water for Meredith. "You know that everything will be okay, right? I know the world at the moment is bleak, but you are strong. And one day the pain that Derek has brought you…" He takes a deep breath. "You are strong. You will move on. This will pass."
Meredith moves her body, so she is looking right at him. "You, Mark, will be okay." The words come shaky out of her mouth at first, but she straightens her back out. "I'm sorry, you know? You seem like a nice man. You deserve better than her. You deserve someone is going to give you everything, Mark. Everything…"
He smiles softly at her. He does not want to think about the tears that are swelling up in his eyes, or the fact that this woman has quickly made her way into her soul, her heart. "Thank you." A smile whisper comes to his lips.
- Love Something, Someone -
"You are a beautiful man." The words come out of her mouth, with a hint of laughter behind them. When Meredith looks around the room, she could tell that she was in a hotel room. She was in McSteamy's hotel room, but she somehow did not care. His eyes fluttered open, and she lets out a laugh. "You kept your promise. You did not take advantage of me."
Mark wiggles himself into a sitting position on the bed. "I made a promise, I kept it. Even when…"
"Even when I put my hand down your shirt, begging you not to take me home." The smile was still on her face. "Thank you for that, by the way. Letting me stay here with you instead of bringing me home. Thank you for letting me borrow your shirt, and your hands this morning when I was…"
Mark grins. She was rambling, she was nervous. And she was very cute when she rambles. He leans forward, pressing his lips against hers. And he was surprised when she leans into the kiss, letting him take control. She slide her arms around his neck, before the kiss is broken. "You are cute rambler."
"You are a very good kisser." She replies back, before letting out a soft giggle. "I remember what you told me last night, I remember everything. Even though you said last night when I climbed into this bed that I would not remember anything. I am very happy that you came into that bar last night." Her fingers softly brush the skin on the back of his neck. "You helped me. Thank you."
Mark, again was taken by surprise by the young woman, presses his lips against hers again. "You, Meredith Grey, has helped me too. Thank you."