Chapter 1 - The Right SIde of Wrong
It had been two days since Prom night. Dr. Meredith Grey was doing her best to avoid both Dr. Derek Shepherd and his wife Dr. Addison Montgomery Shepherd. She didn't know that the two Doctor Shepherds were avoiding each other as well. She was also not returning calls to her kind-of boyfriend/vet Dr. Finn Dandridge. Today she couldn't avoid seeing either Derek or Finn. She had gotten a message from Finn's nurse saying that Docs body was being dropped off at Derek's. She didn't expect to find both men rolling around on the ground when she showed up. At first she couldn't believe her eyes. She got out of her blue Jeep, and stood frozen; they were more wrestling then actually punching. "Seriously," she yelled as she ran over to them.
Both men stopped, Finn on top of Derek, they both turned their heads to stare at the very woman they had been arguing over, and eventually fighting over. Both men had some blood on their face and Finn was holding Derek by the collar of his shirt. "What the fuck do you think the two of you are doing? Seriously. Finn get off of him, now."
"Derek first you punch Mark for talking to me, now your fighting our vet, for what?"
"He started it."
Derek got off the ground and turned to look at the younger man, "Whatever, you started it."
"I don't care who started it, seriously Derek you're a fucking Neurologist, and Finn did you think beating up my ex-boyfriend was the way to my heart!"
Both men looked away guiltily; the fight hadn't been completely about her. Derek had arranged for Doc's body to be dropped off on his day off, but the nurse failed to mention it would be the Vet himself doing the task. Derek was a little surprised when Finn showed up at his doorstep. "So this is where the Brain Surgeon lives, quaint."
"I like to call it home, Mer always seem to like it," Derek said smugly.
"Where's your wife?"
"Work."
"So I brought Doc."
"Yah that's what I thought, I dug a place out back near the woods for him."
"An old guy like you should be careful of exerting themselves physically. What are you like 40, 41?"
"39 and I'm probably in as good of shape as you are, if not better."
"Seriously, you think so. I jog and do weights everyday, how about you."
Derek made a face as he turned away from the vet. Ok so he didn't workout everyday. He tried to use the gym at the hospital whenever he could, but he did eat right all the time, he had started drinking a little more over the last 8 months or so, since him and Meredith had stopped, stopped being Derek and Meredith. "Hey I am a Neurosurgeon, one of the best on both coasts, I'm a real doctor," Derek said smugly.
That must have done it, because that's when Finn shoved him. "Now were pushing." Derek pushed back. That had been only a few minutes before Meredith had showed up. No real punches had been exchanged, a lot of pushing, face shoving, just general rough housing.
Meredith stormed over to the two men. "Where's Doc?"
"In the crate, in the back of my pickup."
Meredith walked over to Finn's old Chevy pickup and looked at the crate or casket as she wanted to think of it. She turned to look at the two men who were arranging their clothes and dusting dirt off their clothes. "Well, are you two going to come over here and carry this, I am only one small woman, I can do a lot of things, but this isn't one of them."
Both men walked over to the truck. They didn't speak but each grabbed an end and carried it to the spot Derek had dug that morning. They placed the casket inside the small hole.
Meredith turned to Finn, "I think this is something me and Derek need to do ourselves. I promise I'll call you tonight." She didn't feel right kissing him in front of Derek, so she gently patted his arm and then turned from him, dismissing his presence all together.
Finn didn't say anything else, he turned and left and didn't look back.
Both Doctors stood starring into the small grave, neither one saying anything for the longest time. Derek looked up and watched the sun stream down and cast a warm glow around Meredith and the breeze gently blew her hair around.
"Meredith," Derek started.
"Derek I don't want to talk about any of this. I have done a good job of ignoring you so far this week, but I don't want to talk about the prom."
"I think we should."
"No, I'm holding on by a thread, I have barely slept, and before you think its because of you, it's not, I have a grieving roommate at home, who I have been trying comfort, I have a best friend who is freaking out inside over her boyfriend being shot but won't let anyone know that she's freaking out, I have more people then I know what to do with in my home, and ok a little of my anxiety might be because I am afraid that a tall pissed of red head might came after me and try and scratch my eyeballs out because I fucked her husband."
Derek was silent, he nodded. They both stood silently and turned back to the grave. "I'm going to get a small headstone, is there anything you want special on it?"
"No, just that he'll be missed," Meredith felt the tears well up again, but she felt guilty about them, she wasn't sure if they were for Doc, the dog that was to help her forget the man standing next to her, or for the fact besides work there was nothing else between her and Derek. They couldn't be friends, they tried that, and it failed. Doc was the only thing holding them together and now he was gone. Meredith didn't know when the tears she was fighting to hold back began to spill out and down her face, then Derek was there wrapping his arms around her, and she cried harder.
Neither Derek nor Meredith knew who started kissing who first. Before they knew it lips were pressed against each other and hands were roaming. As the kiss deepened Meredith blocked out a voice, a voice that surprisingly sounded a lot like Izzie, which told her what she was doing, was wrong, that he was married. The voice echoed in her brain, but it was forgotten when Derek lifted her hips. She wrapped her long legs around his waist. She hadn't realized they moved until she felt the sun warmed metal of Derek's trailer against her back. They continued to kiss and grope at each other. Some how he managed to pull himself away from her long enough to give her enough space to remove her tanned chords, and to remove his own jeans. Meredith again wrapped her legs around Derek's waist, but this time there was no clothes acting as a barrier. He entered her in one quick movement. Meredith gasped at the feel of him inside of her. No other man had made her feel more satisfied, and she knew no man ever would again.Derek slowly lowered her to the ground when they had finished. She turned her back to him and quickly grabbed her jeans, Derek moved a little slower, never taking his off of her. "Well that was unexpected," she said trying to sound casual.
"I'd say."
"I've got to get home to Izz, I said I wouldn't be gone too long, she'll get suspicious."
"Meredith," Derek reached for her.
She tried to shrug him off, but he pulled her into his arms. "We'll figure this out," he whispered as he pressed his lips to the top of her head.
"How?"
"I don't know yet, I know, but I just don't know how to do it."
Meredith pulled away, "We'll just stay away from me until you do."
