Chapter 3.

I love you, you know that,

Dont you?

I love you - (I luv you (The ordinary boys))

Mark walked Meredith back to her door. ''Thanks for the great evening,'' Mark told her, ''We should do it again sometime.''

''Yeah, i'd like that'' Meredith replied, flashing him her pearly whites. Mark leaned in to kiss her once more, this time with more passion, more excitement, more affection. It was not the kind of kiss Mark gave anyone, and certainly not one he had ever given Addison. There was a lot more devotion behin his lips, as though the kiss would last a lifetime.

As Meredith's lips touched his, a spark of electricity passed between the pair, a surge of emotion flowing throughout their entire bodies. Neither wanted to let go. Mark placed his hands on her petite waist, pulling her closer to him, running his fingers through her hair. Meredith wrapped her arms around his neck, then, she pulled away, and rummaged through her purse to grab her keys. ''Do you..wanna come in for coffee?'' She asked him, smiling flirtatiously.

''Are you sure it's coffee you're offering?'' He replied, and once again their lips fused together. Meredith slowly glided her leg up his, which then met with his hand. He lifted her into his arms, and walked backwards, closing the door with his body. Together, they headed up the stairs, into Meredith's bedroom.

---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Once again, Meredith woke up to the snoring next to her, but instead of nudging Mark out of her bed, she kissed his nose lightly, and buried her head into his chest. As she sighed deeply with satisfaction and comfort, she felt a strong arm press around her waist. ''Good morning'' She told him, as he opened his eyes.

''Indeed it is'' He smiled. Their cheerfulness was disturbed by the buzzing of Meredith's alarm clock, and the banging of Izzy's fist interacting with the bathroom door. ''C'mon George!!! I need to use the bathroom too!!!!''

''As you were saying?'' Meredith complained, reluctantly pulling the sheets from on top of her and Mark.

''Do you want a lift to work?'' Mark asked her.

''Um..No thanks, i don't want to give people the wrong impression..I'm sorry, it's just-'' Meredith told him.

''No, no, don't apologise,'' Mark reassured her, ''I understand. Really.'' He kissed her soflty, then got ready for work and left.

---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Meredith had been assigned to Dr. Shepherd -who had a pregant 24 year old with undiagnosed seizures- and much to her dismay, he had been acting rather cold and bitter towards her. ''Dr. Grey, have you booked the CT room yet?''

''No, not ye-''

''Well i suggest you get started. You may want to sit around with your cups of coffee yawning all day, but i would actually like to save a patient, if you don't mind.'' Meredith watched as Derek walked away stiffly. She couldn't understand why he was being such an ass to her. Again. She left to book the CT room, but not before bumping into Mark.

''Hey,'' He said, as he held an extra cup of coffee, but laughed slightly as he noticed she already had one. ''I suppose you won't be needing this, then?''

''No, i need all the coffee i can get. Derek's being an ass.'' She told him, leaning against the nurses station, holding her head in her hands.

''You too huh? You don't think he-''

''Knows? Seriously? Do you think so?'' Meredith's voice started to get a little panicky.

''Hey, hey, calm down. What's the worst he can do?''

''Fire me!''

''Yeah, but then you and him would be brought up, so its a lose-lose situation for him,'' he smiled. His face blushed as he bagan to bring up the next subject. ''Anyway, um..there's something i've been meaning to tell you, but, well i er-''

''Great.'' Meredith sighed as she glanced at her pager. ''911 for Derek's patient, i gotta run'' Meredith headed in the other direction, not before hurrying back to Mark and kissing him quickly on the cheek, taking the spare cup of coffee from his hand.

---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Derek had finished his shift, and decided to bury his feelings at the bottom of a beer glass. He was yet again, feeling low and sorry for himself, after seeing Meredith kissing Mark, again. He couldn't help but feel jealous of the pair. He knew Meredith was happy now, and that's all he wanted for her, but he only wished she would be happier with him. He knew he was being a jerk, and an ass, and a jackass to Meredith, and he knew that he wouldn't win her back by being cruel and cold hearted to her. But he had no other plans, so for the meantime, thats all he could do.Apart from drink himself senseless...

---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Meredith had also finished work, but Mark didn't get off for another couple of hours, so they decided to meet at Meredith's house. ''Phone me when you finish,'' She told him, ''So we can go out to dinner again.''

''Will do!'' Mark replied, giving her a 'salute' as she left.

Meredith got home, and began to explore the contents of Izzy's closet, trying to find the perferct dress to wear. She got all her make-up done, fixed her hair, and sat around the house with Izzy, George and Callie, waiting for Mark to arrive. And waited. And waited...

---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Mark grabbed his coat, and headed for the exit. Climbing into his car, he heard his phone ring, but casually dismissed it. As he pulled of the car park, it rang again. He reached over to grab it, but it fell of the passenger seat onto the floor of the car.

---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------''C'mon now, dude, you've had more than enough to drink.''

''Noooo i haven't -hic- i'm fiiiiiiiiiine.'' Derek slurred,

''Whatever, but i'm still not serving you.''

''Fiiiine. I'll take my elsewhere custom. My cutstom where-else. My custom elsewhere.'' He corrected himself. He stumbled out of the bar, and headed across the street, not noticing the car headed towards him. He looked at the car at the last minute, before it swerved away from him. The car rolled over, onto its side, igniting a small flame. A bunch of people ran towards the car, and a few more came from out of the bar, hearing the commation from inside.

---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------''Damnit!'' Mark said to himself, and removed his seatbelt to reach his mobile. ''Gotcha!...Hey Mer, look i'll be there- HOLY SHIT!!'' Mark yelled, as he noticed a tall man in the road. He turned the steering wheel frantically to avaoid him, only to lose control of the car, as it turned over and over.

---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------''Mark?! MARK!??!?!?'' Meredith yelled down the phone, but there was no answer. She stood up and grabbed her car keys.

''Mer? Whats wrong?''

''Mark, somethings happened to him''

''Where is he?''

''I dunno, but it sounded serious, he'd be taken to Seattle Grace'' She replied and ran out of the door, shortly followed by Izzy, George and Callie.

---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Finally, Meredith and the gang arrived at the hospital, and followed the commotion to Mark's room. Dr. Bailey noticed her standing outside, ''What are you doing here? You're not on call.''

''I..i know, i was supposed to be meeting him'' She stuttered, no longer holding the tears back. She walked past Bailey before she could reply, and softly stroked Mark's face.

''He's in a pretty bad way. He has a ruptured spline, a left traumatic intracerebral hemorrhage, and a punctured lung. He swerved out of the road to avoid De- a drunken man, but he wasn't wearing a seatbelt.'' Bailey told her, and quietly left the room.

''Mark? Mark, i know you can hear me. I just want to say that there was something i wanted to tell you too, but i guess now would be the best time, right? I..I just wanted to say...I love you, you know that dont you? I love you, Mark Sloane.'' She kissed the top of his forehead, and turned to leave the room. As walked through the doorway, his heart rate began to decrease, and amost instantly went flatline...

---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Oh gosh! How good was that?? Will he survive? Wont he? Well...You'll just have to wait and see for that one!!! Har har! Oh yeah, i'm pretty disappointed at the lack of reviews i'm getting so i'll put it bluntly. No reviews, No more chapters. Simple as. Hehehe...