Remember The Time
Set during 'Yesterday', will not follow the canon 'Grey's Anatomy'. With this fanfic they will follow from that episode and will go 'Alternate Universe' from then -character relationship wise, not medical wise.
Meredith stood at the nurses station, typing in the patient's report, "Invasive non-cell. With a history of COPD. That guy's pretty much a goner, huh?" Meredith looked at the stranger, the very hot stranger who's wearing a leather jacket who makes him even hotter.
Meredith cocked an eyebrow, "Sensitivity. I like that in a stranger. Are you new here?"
The stranger smiled and leaned back, "Confounded by all the rain and it's only my first day in town."
"You get used to it." Meredith finished her report and began to walk away from the computer, the stranger followed her every move."
"Makes me wanna stay in bed all day."
Meredith let out a chuckle, "We just met and already you're talking about bed. Not very subtle." She gave him a disapproving stare, however she couldn't help but be humoured by him.
"I'm not one for subtlety." He replied. That was the last thing he said before a fist knocked him to the ground.
"Oh my god!" Meredith looked at the perpetrator and found that it was Derek. 'What? Why would he be punching him?' "What the hell was that?!"
Derek looked at Meredith, a slight rage in his eyes, he cradled his hand before replying to Meredith. "That was Mark." He all but spat.
"What the hell is going on here?!" Dr. Webber demanded as he stormed in and took in the scene in front of him. "Dr. Grey, please escort Dr. Sloan to a free room and stitch his injuries," Meredith held out her hand and Mark took it. "And you," he swivelled his body and looked at Derek, "conference room now!"
Meredith started patching up Mark when he decided to comment that he and Derek always had the same taste in women, Meredith couldn't help but roll her eyes. "Excuse me?"
He gave her a small smirk, "You're Derek's lusty intern, right? Heard about you all the way back in New York, you're famous."
Meredith hummed, how the hell did people in New York find out about her? Addison, probably. "You're the same you know," Mark cocked an eyebrow, "I heard about you all the way here in Seattle, so I guess we have a lot in common."
Mark made an agreeing sound, his eyes lit up like he thought of something magnificent, "We're the dirty mistresses."
Meredith laughed and agreed. "it's quite catchy don't you think? We could start a band and play in dingy bars."
"And our songs are about pain and heartbreak and fuck you's to the people that hurt us." Mark said. Meredith smiled, loving how she felt at ease with Mark.
"You know it's funny," Mark started to turn his head so he could see her, but Meredith grasped his chin so she could clean the wound on his cheek. "Derek walks in on me naked with his wife actually in the throes. And he just turns around and walks away, but he sees me so much as talking to you and I'm on the ground bleeding. Interesting, don't you think?"
Meredith shrugged. "It's odd. He didn't have a right to do that -if it did have something to do with me. It's over, so he shouldn't be jealous if I'm talking to another man, even if it is you."
"It's over?"
Meredith put down her sutures and looked over his shoulder, "Ever since Addison came back. I mean at first he hated having her here and wanted to divorce her. Then one day he changes his mind and chooses her over me. I mean, she's his wife, he should choose her,- "
"But he shouldn't have led you on? Right?" Mark finished her sentence.
Meredith nodded but didn't reply. "Same thing happened to me and Addi. After Derek walked out, she stayed with me, for a month. During that time I thought she wanted to stay with me, then one day I find her things gone and next thing I know she's here in Seattle, back with your boyfriend."
"Sucks to be us." Meredith quipped, picking up her sutures. Mark nodded in agreement "Now, let's get you fixed up." She placed a towel on his shoulder and moved to start suturing his face.
Before she knew it, Mark held her wrist in his hand, "What do you think you're doing?"
"You need stitches."
"I know." He grabbed the mirror in front of him and instructed Meredith to hold it.
"Such a badass."
Mark gave her a wink and a smirk, "I know baby. I try to be." After he finished suturing his own face he turned to Meredith, "I need an x-ray to check for fractures, want to take me?"
Meredith shrugged, "Sure, I don't really have anything else to do."
"And here I thought you wanted to actually spend time with me."
Meredith didn't reply, although she did give him a smile. Together they walked out of the room and Meredith saw her friends at the nurses station, probably talking about Mark. "Can you hold on a sec?" She said to Mark as she saw Cristina giving her a questioning look.
"Mc Sexy wants an x-ray to check for fractures and I'm taking him there."
The boys looked at Mark and then back at the girls. "McSexy?" Cristina asked.
"No." Meredith replied.
"McYummy?" Izzie suggested.
Both Cristina and Meredith replied with a 'no.'
Meredith looked at Mark appreciatively, suddenly like a light bulb, "McSteamy."
"Oh there it is." Cristina said, pursing her lips in admiration of the nickname. Izzie agreed.
"Grey! Are you ready yet? I could bleed out at any minute!" Meredith rolled her eyes. She said her goodbyes and headed towards Mark. "What were you talking about?' Mark asked.
"Nothing," Meredith replied quickly.
"That just tells me that you were talking about me," he replied smugly.
"Are you a psychiatrist now?" Meredith asked, amused.
"No, but did you know that my 400 dollar an hour shrink says that I'm self destructive and self loathing to an almost pathological degree."
Meredith looked at him and she just knew that he was telling the truth. She gave him a slight slap to the arm. "Hey, we do have a lot in common."
Back at the nurses station, Cristina, Izzie, Alex and George were still there talking. "50 says that Sloan will get with her," Alex betted putting a 50 down on the table.
"I'm with him," Cristina agreed putting another 50.
George shook his head in disapproval, "30 says she won't. She knows better than that." George looked at the corridor that Mark and Meredith went down, "Just no."
Izzie looked like she was in thought, "I'm going to have to go with Alex and Cristina." Izzie was interrupted with a yell from George. "What? They have undeniable chemistry."
Meredith looked at her watch, "I have to go and get lunch." She said regretfully to Mark.
"I'm a bit hungry myself, can I have lunch with you?"
"As in a date?" Meredith asked, amused.
"No, as in as friends who get lunch together."
"Right," Meredith smiled as she walked away, leading him to the cafeteria.
"So what do you think you're going to specialise in?" Mark asked her as he began eating his sandwich.
Meredith shrugged, "I have no idea. I haven't thought about it too much." She began playing with her food, "I mean, maybe general surgery like my mother, but they'll always be comparing me to her."
"Is that what you're afraid of?" Meredith said nothing in reply. "Don't be. You're two different people, who have different extraordinary talents. If they ever compared you to your mother, they'll only say how much better you are."
"Thanks." Meredith smiled in appreciation and Mark smile back.
Meredith walked alongside Cristina and Mark. She listened to the details Cristina was telling Mark. A boy with Craniodiaphyseal dysplasia was at the hospital and Mark jumped at the chance to tell the boy he could have a better life.
Meredith watched as Mark tell Jake about how he can fix his face and smiled as Mark made Jake's year, maybe even his life. Mark was in the middle of his explanation when Derek walked into the room. "Dr. Sloan, can I help you with something?"
Jake looked at Derek, "He says he can fix my face. He says he can make me look normal!" Jake missed the angry glare Derek gave to Mark, however Cristina and Meredith did not.
The next thing they knew, her, Cristina and Alex managed to find them were watching through the walkway where they had a clear view of the Chief's office. They watched as Derek's face grew redder and redder, hands gesturing wildly. Mark, however did not take any crap from Derek as he retaliated everything he said.
"Did he call him a crack-whore?" Cristina interrupted the silence.
Meredith was walking down the hallway when she saw Derek and Mark come out of the room. Little did she know that Addison was behind her. Meredith turned around and tried to find out what the men were looking at, she saw Addison and sh realised why their faces were like that. Addison began to walk away, so did Derek, however they walked away in opposite ways.
Instead of chasing Addison Mark walked over to where Meredith stopped. "Aren't you going to chase after her?" Mark cocked his head, "Addison."
Mark shook his head. "No, I'd rather be talking to you, my dirty mistress."
"I have to go to Jake and start drawing out what he wants his face to look like."
"The Chief gave you a consent form?" Mark nodded. Meredith fully smiled, "Congrats!"
Mark found Meredith sitting inside an office behind the nurse's station. He looked at her as she began putting things inside envelopes. It was funny, he came to Seattle for one woman and here he was staring at a completely different woman.
"What are you doing?"
"I'm fulfilling a patient's dying wish to send hate mail to everyone he's ever met." Mark furrowed his brows. "I know. I feel the same way. Are you okay?"
"It's just I want to make him have a better life, I know there are risks with his surgery. But what is life without having the one thing you want in it?"
"Not a life worth living." Meredith answered.
"Right."
"Then help him, who's better to do it that the country's best plastic surgeon?"
Mark smirked, "Done your homework then?"
"Maybe."
Meredith sat in her usual seat at Joe's and began to think. However, her thoughts were interrupted when Mark asked if the seat next to her was taken. "Go right ahead."
"Are you okay? You looked sad?"
"My father. I saw him for the first time in 20 years."
"How did that go?"
Meredith took a shot of tequila, "Could have gone better. What are you still doing here? Shouldn't you be on the plane to New York?"
"I'm hoping Addison shows up." Meredith didn't know why but when he said that her heart felt heavier.
"You're still in love with her?"
"You're still in love with him?"
"I was, two weeks ago I was. But thinking of everything he's done to me, lie to me, led me on. I think I'm falling out of love him." Meredith took another shot. "She won't show you know."
"No? What if you're wrong? What if just this once… life comes down on the side of dirty mistresses?" Mark asked hopeful.
Meredith couldn't help but let her snide-side out. "We hope, you know, against all logic, against all experience, we look for that comfort. We want safety. We look everywhere for that."
"That's deep Mer," Mark spoke.
"I know."
Meredith looked at the window, the rain falling down on the Seattle landscape. Hands came around her waist. His stubble tickling her cheek, "You know, I think I can get used to the Seattle weather."
Meredith turned around and placed her hands around his shoulders, "Just as friends right?"
"Right." Mark responded. He leaned forward and let his lips touch hers and he couldn't help but smile inwardly.
A/N: Hello everybody, so this is my first attempt at a 'Grey's Anatomy' full fanfic. I hope you guys like this and reviews are highly appreciated!