About 30 minutes later the doorbell rang, and Lexi stood outside. Izzie answered and opened the door.

"Hey Lexi!"

"Hi. Meredith said that it was ok if I stayed here for the night."

"Oh yeah that's what I figured because she was cleaning the house and she doesn't do that unless someone she's trying to impress comes over."

"She's trying to impress me?"

"Maybe. I don't know. Hey has she said anything to you?"

"About what?"

"Oh I don't know. She's just been acting a little weird lately and I wanted to know if she talked to you about anything."

"No she hasn't. But is everything ok, because I also noticed that she hasn't been acting like herself either."

"Well I guess we'll never know."

"What does that mean?"

"It's just that Meredith doesn't tell anyone when anything is wrong. She'll hold it all in. I mean, sometimes she'll tell Christina, but that's it. She'll say nothing to anyone else. And it's kind of unfair, you know? I mean, we live together, and she won't even tell me anything. Sometimes I think that I can even help more than Christina. Meredith and Christina are like negatives, and when you put two negative ends together it doesn't work. She could use a positive thinker too."

"Oh."

"Yeah, well anyway, come on in. Meredith laid out some blankets and a few pillows on the couch and that's where you'll be sleeping. Is that ok?"

"Yeah. Meredith told me ahead of time that I might be sleeping on the couch."

"Ok great."

Izzie and Lexi walked into the kitchen where Alex was sitting at one of the stools at the island. Izzie was in the middle of making dinner.

"I'm making pasta, something simple and easy, is it ok?"

"Yeah it's fine."

"Or you know, you could have some of Meredith's left over omelet." Alex added.

"Haha, very funny!"

At that moment Meredith came down the stairs with a basket of done laundry.

"Did you not like my omelet?"

"Oh…uh…no. Honestly Meredith it was horrible."

"Oh. Well you could have just told me that."

"And I'm also allergic to eggs."

"You are?! Next time you should really tell me these things!"

"I just thought I would hurt your feelings."

"Well it shouldn't because I knew I couldn't cook anyway."

"Oh."

"Well anyway we should be good, Izzie's cooking."

"Yeah and it's done!" Izzie proclaimed. "Come and get it!"

They all grabbed their food and were about to sit down when the doorbell rang, and Mark stood at the door.

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Derek drove back to his trailer thinking about everything that Mark had said.

Do I really run just like Meredith? He thought.

He didn't know, and he was too confused to try and figure it out. He pulled up to his trailer, got out, and went inside. He was getting ready for bed when he realized what Mark was talking about.

He made a mental list in his mind.

When I caught Addie with Mark, I ran

Then I left Meredith and ran back to Addie

When Meredith was deciding between me and Finn, I ran at the last minute because I thought I would hurt her again. But I still ran.

When she told me she picked me anyway, I ran to get some space

After Meredith drowned, I ran by telling her that I couldn't breathe for her anymore

After Meredith got slapped by her father and I saw her with her friends, I told her I would always show up, but I didn't.

When Meredith wasn't ready for what I was, I didn't wait, I ran. To Rose.

Derek couldn't believe it. All this time he thought Meredith was why their relationship hadn't worked. Now though, he realized that he was a major part of it too. He also realized that it was stupid for him to think Rose would be the one to give him what he wanted. Sure she could give it to him. She could give him the marriage, the house, the kids, but she couldn't give him the feeling he got from it. She would always be his rebound from Meredith, as much as he would try for her not to be.

Derek didn't know what to do after all his realizations, so he just went to bed.

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"Hello?" Meredith asked as she opened the door to Mark.

"Hey Grey. This is totally not like me and I really don't know why I came here when I could have easily gotten a hotel, but I need a place to stay for the night."

Meredith just stared at him totally confused.

"Are you going to answer me or not?"

"Um….yeah, sure. Hang on one second." She shut the door on him and ran to Izzie, Alex, and Lexi sitting in the kitchen.

"Hey what did Mark want?" Izzie asked.

"Yeah about that. Mark wants to know if he can stay here for a night."

Meredith just got a series of blank stares staring back at her.

"Well what did you say?" Alex questioned.

"I couldn't say no. The problem is, where is he going to sleep?"

"So Mark Sloan is sleeping over here for tonight?!" Lexi asked.

"Yeah and we need to figure out where he should sleep."

"You invited him, it's your problem." Said Alex.

"Seriously Alex, just help me out."

"Ok fine. He can sleep on the couch."

"Lexi's on the couch." Said Izzie.

Everyone was quiet. They didn't know what to do.

"Ok." Meredith began. "It might be a little awkward, but Lexi could sleep with me and Mark can have the couch."

Izzie, Alex, and Lexi were quiet as they thought over Meredith's idea.

Lexi was first to speak. "Sure," she said. "I think I could do that."

"Great then it's settled. Now can you go let Mark in before he thinks we forgot about him." Stated Izzie.

Meredith walked back to the door to let Mark in and to start their long, awkward night.