Disclaimer: I don't own Grey's Anatomy or any of its characters. If I did things would have been different and Meredith and Derek would have been happy together.

Author's note: This is supposed to be a One shot but I might go forward with this fanfiction. I have to see if there will be anyone that would like to read this first. So review and let me know if you want some more. I usually don't write the stories, I mostly give the ideas to some friends that like to write them on. It is one idea that came to me on after the last Grey's Anatomy episode. Also so note that my first language is French and that I'm still learning English. If you notice mistakes please let me know so I can fix them. Thank you and Enjoy!

Title: The return of the Dirty Mistress Club.

By: Mark's Dirty Mistress

A little background

The story of this fanfiction is taking place right where we were left off at the end of episode 4.11 Lay your hands on me. Derek is on his date with Rose having dinner somewhere in Seattle. Meanwhile, Meredith went to Joe's, alone to think about the event of the day.

Chapter 1 – A tequila shot for Meredith

Meredith was sitting there on the same seat she was when she fist talked to Derek. She was looking at the shot of tequila in front of her wandering how come things just got where they are right now. Any of them was in fault or more accurately both of them were. What will she do now that it was really over between her and Derek. She was already missing him, but there were no way she was to go back to dark and twisty Meredith.

It's been there for more than 20 minutes. She didn't even move the tequila shot, the very first one she ordered when she came in. "Tequila! I'm always sorry in the morning. Not drinking it. Not tonight" she thought. She won't let tequila cloud her judgment tonight. She just can't do what she used to and go off sleeping with another inappropriate man. She decided that this time she was done with all the trust issues and for once she wouldn't let Derek or anyone else ruin her life again. "Tonight, is the night where Meredith Grey takes control of her life" Meredith said to herself.

Meredith didn't notice that someone was heading her way. "Are you gonna drink this?" a well known voice said just behind her.

"Na, I don't want too. It's sitting there because it reminds me of my misery. It reminds me that I don't want to go back to the way I was back then, when tequila was my best friend." Meredith answered.

Mark is smiling and look at Meredith."I saw that Derek left with the sexy nurse, so I thought you might want to have some company and since I don't see your friends anywhere around I thought that this company could be me." He told her.

Meredith starts giggling. "Mark Sloane, do you really think that you can just show up here with your McSteamy smile and make me forget about how bad my day was? Dream on! I'm immune, remember?

"Well it was worth a try. Derek doesn't know how much he lost yet. I just hope it won't be to late when he'll figure it out. Still I wouldn't mind." Mark answered.

Meredith looking sad all of the sudden: "He made it pretty clear that it was really over this time. I'm such a screw up. I'm just not ready yet and he couldn't wait. He's already on a date with her as we speak. We didn't even broke up for 3 hours that he already is out with someone else.

"You're not the only one who's damage. He went with the nurse. He started with a surgeon of international reputation, then went for an intern (no offence intended) and now a nurse. What will it be next? The hospital cleaner. He is too…" Mark started.

Meredith interrupts Mark before he could say more. "I thought you were back to being his friend now. What happened to that?" Mark explain that he was still friends with Derek, but that with all that happened in the last few years, he also thought that Derek would have learned that rushing things into a relationship isn't the best way to get what he wants. Meredith could see that there was something that Mark wasn't saying. She would have liked to know what it is, but she had to forget about Derek and all his secrets. She was tired of it and needed to move on. Meredith and Mark continue to have a conversation. They were actually having fun, laughing. This is exactly what Meredith needed to think about something else. She just proved to herself that night that she can get through the night without the tequila. The shot was still there when she left to go to her place. "Not a single drop" she thought. She didn't drink any alcohol tonight. That was kind of a strange feeling for Meredith. No tequila and no inappropriate man.

Please review. I still don't know if I'll be continuing this story. This was supposed to be a one shot, but it could have some update potential. I just need to know if anyone is interested in getting more.