Chapter 7.
Mark and Meredith were already at home when the people from the funeral arrived. Meredith had decided to have the wake at her home, but she and Mark went early to get a drink.
''Hey, how are you feeling now?'' Izzy asked, as she entered the kitchen.
''I'm ok. It's still taking some getting used to.'' Meredith explained, her eyes still red from crying. She grabbed another drink, and slid off her stool into the living room. As she entered, she saw Derek sitting on he sofa, just as gloomy as she was. Meredith was in two minds whether or not to speak to him. She slowly walked over to him, and sat down. There was an awkward silence between the pair. Meredith moved her mouth to speak, but stopped when she saw someone walk through the door. A tall, leggy red head, kitted out in Prada and Gucci, looking as fabulous and dazzling as ever. Mark entered the living room, and dropped his glass when he saw who walked through the door. ''Addison'' Derek and Mark said simultaneously.
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''What the Hell are you doing back here?'' Derek asked, as he pulled Addison to the side with a great deal of force.
''Oh, so now i'm not allowed to pay my respects to Meredith's mother now?''
''What respect? You have no respect.''
''Thats harsh, Derek. Uncalled for.''
''I don't care Addison. I'll ask again, why are you back here?''
''Well, if you don't care, then you won't need to know.'' Addison began to remove her gloves, and walked over to the rest of the guests.
''Mark, it's good to see you.'' She told him, as she poured herself a glass of red wine.
''Good? Is that what you call it?''
''What do you mean?''
''You upped and left Addison. You moved back to New York.''
''Oh, and once again i become Satan? Right? Mark, i'm sorry i left, i'm sorry i didn't call but i explained in my letter. I'm assuming by the look on your face, you got my letter. I never stated that i wasn't coming back, i just said that i needed some time.''
''Addison, i've moved on, so has Derek. There's no reason for you to be here anymore,'' He pulled out a box from his coat and showed it to Addison. Inside was a diamond ring.''See? I have moved on. I'm with Meredith now.''
''Ah, the infamous Meredith Grey. Tell me this then, are you going to ask her to marry you because you really do love her, or is it just to fill the void where i'm meant to be?''
Mark stayed quiet, staring at his shoes.
''I thought so.'' Addison turned to walk away, but Mark grabbed her arm and pulled her back, stroking the strands of red hair away from her face, buried her cheek into his palm, moving ever closer to him. Mark leaned in towards her, kissing her lips passionately.
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So, Satan is back in town, and she's stealing Meredith's man. God Damn That She-Shepherd!!!! If you think that's bad, wait until the next chapter! Oh BTW, sorry to all you Mer/Mark fans, but i just HAD to do it, their romance was killling me!!! I know, go on say it, i'm a hateful, hateful, hateful, hateful person. Hateful..Yeah, 'k. R&R!
