The two dirty ex mistresses

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''Stop grinning like a teenage boy!'' She stopped walking towards the hospital and glared at him.

''What?! I'm just incredibly happy.'' His grin widened and Meredith rolled her eyes.

''And what is it that makes Dr. Mark Sloan so incredibly happy today?''

He snaked an arm around her waist. ''You're coming to work with me today. Together. That's the first step, you know, coming to work together.'' She raised one eyebrow at him.

''I thought the first step was making the girl drunk, taking her to your hotelroom and having sex with her?'' A smile twitched at the corners of her mouth.

''Nah, that was the pre-step.'' A mischievous glint appeared in his eyes. ''And if you remembered you would know that we pre-stepped a lot last night ...'' She slapped his arm away in a playful manner and continued walking towards the hospital again, not being able to help the huge smile on her face.

''You can't escape me forever, you know! Dirty ex mistresses share an invisible bond!'', he called after her and she shook her head in amusement. When she entered the hospital, Derek came walking towards her with an angry expression on his face. He stopped in front of her and began whispering angrily.

''Where the hell were you last night? I waited in your room for at least two hours! We were supposed to meet there after ending our shifts! Cristina said you were at Joe's after work and you were still there when she left! I called you 14 times! 14 damn times! And the 14th time I called you finally answered your freakin' cell phone ... and I heard a voice in the back and you were definitely drunk! Mer, who was that? Where were you?''

Derek's hissing and whispering was cut off when Mark walked in, whistling happily, and put his arm around Meredith. Meredith stared open-mouthed. Derek stared open-mouthed ... until Mark quickly kissed Meredith on the lips and Derek threw himself at his ex best friend.

''You bastard!'' He punched him squarely in the nose and was about to throw his fist again when he felt himself being pulled off Mark. Chief Webber glared at him.

''You two. My office. Now.'' Meredith made an attempt to sneak into a nearby patient room. ''You too, Dr. Grey.''

GAGAGAGAGAGAGAGA -5 minutes later in Chief Webber's office- GAGAGAGAGAGAGA

The chief glared at the three people standing in front of him. Derek was still shooting Mark dirty looks. Mark was still trying to get Meredith to look at him. And Meredith's gaze was still glued to her shoes.

''What the hell was that about?!'', Richard yelled and sank into his office chair. ''Here I have my Head of Neuro punching my Head of Plastics and I bet Dr. Grey has something do with it ... again! Didn't we have this before?''

It was quiet for a few minutes until Derek finally spoke up. ''That bastard kissed Meredith! In front of me!''

Webber gave him a mad look. ''So you punched him, Shepherd?'' The adressed man nodded enthusiastically. ''I thought Dr. Grey and you were a couple ... ?'' Another nod from Derek. Webber looked at Mark, his eyebrows furrowed. ''Sloan, why are you kissing Dr. Grey?''

Mark shrugged stubbornly and turned his head towards Meredith. ''Mer, why am I kissing you?''

Derek threw himself at Mark again but in a second Webber was there to seperate them again.

''That's enough! Go work out your problems right now! I'm leaving you in here and you won't get out until you solved your issues! I'll have the other doctors covering you.''

He moved to leave the office. ''And I swear if you don't work this out, I'll fire all three of you!'' The office door slammed shut behind him.

Mark was the first to speak again and smirked evily at Derek. ''You wouldn't believe what I do with her when you're not around ...''