Sorry it took me so long to get this chapter up. This chapter was difficult for me to write because I wanted to get their interactions just right. Thanks for all the reviews!

Chapter Seven

Mark Sloan was driving back towards the hospital when he realized he didn't know what to say to Meredith. What could he say that would allow him to return to her life? He had screwed up, not once, not twice, but three times. First, he had slept with that blonde and she had caught him. Then he had slept with those women those three weeks she had been gone. And finally, he had left when she had needed him the most. Maybe a simple "I'm sorry" would suffice. No, this was Meredith, his wife. He should know what to say to her, but he didn't.

He entered the hospital, a sense of foreboding in his chest. He wanted to see her, he wanted to make sure she was okay, but he didn't know what to say to her. He didn't know how to explain his mistakes and he knew a simple "I'm sorry" might not be enough. What was he saying, he knew an "I'm sorry" wouldn't cut it. He had made too many errors, made too many mistakes. And now he was paying for it.

Before he knew it he was at her room, he was there before he knew what to say. He peered in the door and saw Cristina by her bedside, talking softly to Meredith. She looked up, saw Mark and told Meredith. Their eyes met, and as cliché as it sounds, it seemed like time stopped. Her breath caught in her throat. He looked so handsome standing there in the doorway. And then she remembered what he had done, not only before she left, but after she had left. And he had left her at her most vulnerable, lying in a hospital bed mourning her child.

Cristina noticed their silent communicating and got up to leave. As she passed Mark she whispered "Don't hurt her" and then left down the hall.

Meredith was getting impatient. "Well Mark, aren't you going to say anything?"

"I'm sorry."

Meredith waited for more. When it didn't come she said, "That's it? I'm sorry? You broke me and all you have to say for yourself is 'I'm sorry'?"

"Meredith, you know I never meant to hurt you."

She scoffed. "Then why did you?"

He looked down at his shoes. "I don't know, but I do know that I will spend the rest of my life trying to make it up to you." At his last words he lifted his head and steel blue eyes met green ones. Her eyes filled with tears as they looked at one another. "Please, I'm begging you, give me another chance" he whispered as he stepped closer to the bed.

"Why did you leave?" she whispered back.

He ran his hand over his face. "You deserve someone better Meredith, I'm flawed and even I know that. But as I was driving away Cristina helped me realize that I'll be damned to let you find someone better. I want you Meredith, and I hope you will still want me too."

"I can't trust you right now."

"I know." Mark understood. He had screwed up big time but he was hoping she would let him back in his life.

"And no sex for sixty days." She said with a smirk. Mark knew she was trying to lighten the mood.

"With you or with anyone else?"

She smacked him on his arm. "With anyone."

"What? Sloan, are you trying to kill me?"

"No, just trying to punish you for what you did." And just like that their light mood had turned serious again.

"Meredith –"

She cut him off. "I don't want to talk about it anymore." She patted the bed. "Join me."

He slipped off his shoes and jacket and got into the bed. He wrapped his arms around her petite body. As he caressed her hair he whispered "I'm sorry".

"I know."

Sorry it's kind of short. Please read and review!