Disclaimer: If I owned Grey's Anatomy Meredith would not be in the ocean.

So this update isn't exactly what you want, but I'm still in love with it. And I think it's imporant. Because I love Georgie and there hasn't been enough of him in this fic, so I felt the need to throw him in. And right now someone needed to be there for her. So it's Georgie.

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"Meredith! Meredith!" a voice came from somewhere in the distance. It wasn't Derek's voice. I didn't know I had been sitting, I had no idea how long it has been since Derek had told me it was over and had walked away from me. It felt like it had been hours. My bottom was sore now from sitting in the one place for so long, but I couldn't bring myself to move. I didn't ever want to move again. And now there was that annoying voice coming from the distance. "Meredith! Meredith!"

I finally looked up to see George standing over me, his face stretched with concern. I quickly rubbed the tears away from my face, knowing it was useless, knowing my eyes were rimmed with red.

"Mer what's wrong?" George asked, crouching down to my level.

"Derek's an ass," I said in a shakey voice.

"What? What did Derek do?" George asked, looking around the room as if he expected Derek to pop up any second.

"He's an ass. He's an ass who doesn't listen to me. He's a complete ass," I said, starting to feel a little anger at the situation. Derek was an ass. He didn't even listen to me, he didn't even ask, he just yelled. And walked away. Even if he was hurting, he was an ass.

"Meredith..." George said gently.

"I tried to tell him. I wanted to tell him. But it's not as easy as he thinks, how the hell do you even start that conversation? How do you break someone like that, George? It's not...you just can't say it," I said, running my hands through my now dishevelked hair. Great, I was picking up his mannerisms.

"Meredith, what are you talking about?" George asked, rubbing a hand on my back.

"This is not my fault. This is his pager's fault. If his stupid pager hadn't gone off I could have told him. But no, his stupid pager. This is all the pagers fault. He should have yelled at the pager, not at me. I was not the one that needed yelling at," I ranted. Somehow talking about the whole Derek being an idiot incident reminded me to be angry at him. Him and his assumptions, jumping from one place to another, not even bothering to listen to me.

"Meredith..." George said, sounding slightly worried about me.

"But he just stands there. Yelling as if it's my fault this happened. Standing there as if I was the one to blame for all this. I didn't sleep with an intern, I didn't cheat on him," I said.

"What? What? One second...who cheated? Cheated? Meredith what are you talking about?" George asked.

I looked at him. "McWife has been cheating on Derek with Evil Spawn. And he found out tonight. Somehow he also found out I knew. So he's less than thrilled that I didn't say anything. Actually he's not talking to me. Actually we're over," I said. The words brought back that image, him closing the door on me and walking away. Derek walking away from me. The tears started falling again.

"You and Der...you can't be over...there was nothing...you and Derek?" George asked sounding flustered.

"There was something. We never, we haven't. But there was something. And now it's over," I said, feeling tears fill my eyes. But I refused to cry. Derek was an ass, and I was not going to cry about that. I had spent too long crying about it already.There were no more tears.

"He was hurting, Mer," George said, slipping down to sit beside me.

"And now I'm hurting," I said pouting down at my hands.

"He was hurting Mer," George said again. "When guys are...when guys are hurting, they don't think. They don't think rationally. He..he doesn't blame you. He was...he is hurting. He...just give him time. Give him time to stop hurting."

"Time?" I asked George, sniffling slightly.

"A few days, Mer. Just you know, give him time to think. He'll, he'll come back. And listen," George said nodding encouragingly.

"You think?" I asked, not wantinng to sound to hopeful.

"He's a McBastard if he doesn't," George said grinning broadly at me.

His boyish grin made me smile slightly, erased the painful conversation from my head. "So what are you doing getting home so late?"

He nudged me gently, the smile stretching even further. "Callie and I went for drinks after the banquet."

"Callie?" I asked, slightly recognizing the name.

"Dr...Dr. Torres. She umm...ortho resident...she asked me out for a drink," George said.

I smiled, temporarily forgetting about my own headaches, about my own Derek problems. George had had a date. This was good. Something good had come from the evening. George needed a date, he needed a woman in his life besides us. He needed this.

Like I needed Derek.

"I'm happy for you," I told him.

"Thanks," he replied.

We sat in silence for a few minutes both lost in our own thoughts. George had to be right. Derek had to come back, I was his best friend. I was his...he loved me. The words that he had said earlier finally really sinking in. Derek loved me. Me. Me, messy, confused, flawed Meredith. Derek loved me. I wasn't alone in this love thing, I wasn't alone in this mess. Right now Derek was hurting but he would come back. He had to come back. People who loved you had to come back. Tears were running down my face again and I felt George wrap his arm around my back.

"I'm glad I have you, George," I said.

"Glad to be had," he said nodding. "And Derek...he'll come back. He will come back. He'll show up."

Nothin' in the world could keep me from lyin' next to you.

So George gave Meredith something resembling a little hope. Because George is a guy and he gets what Derek is feeling slightly, that he's hurting and lashing out. So George offered Meredith some comfort and he was there when she needed someone. And George had gone out for drinks with Callie because I like Callie, and I like them together, and I felt he needed to tell Meredith because she needed to hear something good.

I'll update at some later time.

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