Disclaimer: I don't own grey's anatomy or anything to do with it

Disclaimer: I don't own grey's anatomy or anything to do with it

Meredith Shepherd tiredly walked into her New York Brownstone after a 30 hour shift. Throwing her keys on the table she walked into her bathroom and began filling up the water in her tub, and stripping away her clothes. As she stepped into the warm water, her body began to relax and let the stress of the day and life slip away only to be interrupted by the ringing of the doorbell. Hastily getting out of the tub, she grabbed her silk robe and hurried to open the large front door to reveal a large man with a little boy asleep in his arms.

"Hey Mark, thanks for picking him up from daycare. I hope he wasn't any trouble for you" Meredith said gratefully.

"Nah, I love hanging out with my little man. So how are you doing?" He asked, concern gracing his features.

Sighing heavily she took the small boy out of Marks arms. "I'm ok, I'm just trying to be strong for Josh. He keeps asking for Derek."

"Well if you need anything feel free to call me" Mark said supportably, as he walked to the door.

"OK and again thank you Mark I don't know what I would do without you" she said as she opened the door.

After letting Mark out she began her accent up the stairs to Josh's room as the boy snored lightly on her shoulder. Carefully stepping over the toys scattered around the room she picked up his sports pajamas began dressing him. As she finished the little boy began to stir.

"Daddy?" Josh asked tiredly, his face questioning, as Meredith laid him in bed.

"No, honey daddy isn't here" Meredith said sadly, as the little boy began to frown. "Just go back to sleep" she said softly.

He simply nodded his head and laid back down on the bed. Meredith quietly exited the room and continued down the hall to her room. Once there, she put on her favorite Dartmouth t-shirt and laid down on her bed. Sobs began to shake her petite body as she thought of everything that happened, through her tears she dialed a familiar number.

"Mark, it's Meredith, can you come over?" she said in a teary voice.

"Yeah, I'll be there soon. I'm on my way now."

"Thanks"

After hanging up with Mark, Meredith tears began to lighten knowing that he would be here soon. Mark arrived not bothering to knock, made his way up the stairs to Meredith's room bracing himself for what he would find. He pushed open the door slightly to see her turned on her side with her back to the door not making any noises. While silently debating whether or not he should go in, she turned to the other side meeting his eyes when she did. Walking over slowly, he joined her in bed and let her lay her head on his shoulder.

"Mer?" he said softly while holding her closely.

After no response he tried again "Mer?"

"Can we just lay here and not talk?" She said not looking him in the eye.

"Ok" he said nodding slightly.

After lying for a while light snores began to fill the room, as Meredith and Mark had both drifted off to sleep.

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The next morning Mark Sloan woke to find the bed empty with a note on the pillow next to him.

Mark,

Thanks for coming over last night, It helped a lot. Had to go to work and bring Josh to daycare but you're welcome to the coffee downstairs.

Love,

Mer

After reading the note, Mark left the bed to get a cup of coffee and head off to start the day.