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"Hi, Mrs. Shepherd," Mark picked up Derek's phone the sixth time it rang the next morning.

"Mark?"

"Yeah, uh, Derek's still sleeping and I figured I'd answer his phone… and yeah, here we are." Mark mumbled.

Angela smiled, slightly. "How is he? What did you two end up doing last night? Nothing stupid, I hope."

"No, nothing stupid," Mark forced himself to lie while looking at the empty bottle of scotch on the ground. "As soon as Derek wakes up, I think he was going over to the hospital."

"Good. He really needs to." Angela let out a sigh. "Just have him call me when he has the chance?"

"Of course. Bye, Mrs. Shepherd," He hung up the phone as soon as she said goodbye as well. "Dude, get up."

"Fuck," He pulled a pillow over his head. "I'm not getting up."

"You had your fun last night," Mark turned on the lights and took away his own pillow. "Cut the shit because your girlfriend really needs you. Do you know how many texts she sent me because you were too drunk to answer? Just go take a shower, then I'll drive you to the hospital."

"Whatever," He grumbled.

"No. Now."

"Fuck off," Derek pushed past him and into the bathroom, slamming the door.

x.x.x

"Meredith?"

"Iz!" Meredith sat up and wrapped her arms around her best friend. "Holy shit, I thought you were in West Virginia?"

"I had to come back," The blonde college student frowned, then took a seat at the edge of Meredith's hospital bed. "How are you holding up?"

"I'm… I'm fine."

"You're not fine. Meredith you los-"

"I know what happened," Meredith looked away. "Okay, I'm not fine, but I… I don't know. I feel like it's my fault."

"This isn't your fault, baybay." Izzie told her. "There was nothing you or anyone else could do."

"I know."

"You want Derek, right?"

Meredith shut her eyes and tried to stop the tears from coming, but couldn't hold back. "I want him, Iz, I want him here, right now."

"I'll go call him." Izzie kissed her friend's forehead before walking outside the hospital room. "And I was just about to call you."

"Hey, Izzie," Derek said as she quickly hugged him, but stopped short and jerked back. "What?"

"You smell like alcohol," She narrowed her eyes. "You drank last night? Honestly?" Izzie whispered harshly.

"We all need our vices," He rolled his eyes and walked past her, into Meredith's room. "Baby."

"Derek?" She wiped her eyes as he laid down next to her, then wrapped his arms around her waist.

"I'm here." He held on tight to his girlfriend. "I'm here for you, honey."

Meredith cried into his chest and tried to calm herself down. She could easily smell the alcohol on him, but right now she couldn't say anything. She wouldn't. She didn't want to start a fight for no reason when she needed him. "I want to get out of here."

"Me too, baby. When can you leave?"

"I don't know. Whenever my mom says I can go home." She swallowed hard. "Derek… everything's gonna be… everywhere. I can't-"

"I'll take care of it."

"When I get out of here," Meredith swallowed back even more tears, "Can we go see Cody?"

"Of course," Derek let out a breath of air. "I miss him."

"Me too."

"This is scary," Meredith bit her lip, looking up at her new high school. "How many student go here again?"

"Probably about 3600, I think?" Izzie, who was a sophomore, laughed at her best friend.

"Awesome." She sighed. "Okay. Let's do this."

"Okay," Izzie shook her head as the two headed into the high school. "So, you're a freshman. Usually, you'll eat in there, but since you got connections with me, you're gonna eat outside by the practice field."

"Practice field," Meredith nodded.

"Uhm, just be careful with dress code bullshit, cause they always try to catch freshman and sophomores the most." Izzie continued.

"Whaddup, skank?"

"Fuck you, Sloan," Izzie laughed at her one friend who walked down the hallway. "Where's your besties?"

"Derek's in the office and Cody's getting driven in, so he's in the senior parking lot? I think."

"Oh, This is Meredith. Meredith that's Mark. He's a frosh who thinks he runs it all." Izzie rolled her eyes.

"Cause I do, baby." Mark laughed. "I'll see you at lunch."

"Anyway." They kept down the hallway. "They're probably going to be the 'popular' freshman or whatever. Mark Sloan, Derek Shepherd, and Cody Sadler."

"So much info in one day," Meredith laughed.

"You'll survive. But, oh my god, Cody is so fucking hot. Like you see at lunch, but damn."

"Really?"

"Yeah," Izzie nodded. "I could so see him and you though."

"Shut up."

"No, seriously. Like. Legit."

"Like legit?" Meredith smirked.

"Bite me."