Author's note: Hey guys thanks for the great feedback. I'm really enjoying myself writing this story. Italicized text is will usually be Meredith's thoughts but othetimes they might be the thoughts of one of the other characters. Don't worry it should make sense in context. Enjoy and keep reviewing. Reviews seriously make me so very happy!
Disclaimer: I don't own anything.
His hands work their way up her shirt. She mumbles something into his mouth. Derek kisses her neck.
"Derek…" Meredith begins.
Oh God, this feel amazing. It's wrong Meredith you have to go. Just make him stop!
"Meredith Grey, I'm in love with you."
Is he being sincere? Why doesn't he leave Addison?
Meredith melts in his arms as she pulls off his lab coat. Softly Derek pulls on the tie of Meredith's scrub bottoms.
"Derek please…" Meredith begins to cry.
"Meredith I love you, and I never want to hurt you. You just have to give me time. Mer please." In one swift motion he picks Meredith up and lays her on the bed. He kisses her deeply as his hands work their way down her small frame.
Just let go.
Meredith closes her eyes as she gives into his touch. Derek moves to shift his weight over her as Meredith's pager begins to go off.
"Fuck," Meredith whispers and she looks at the small screen on her pager. "My patient needs me."
Neither of them says anything. Meredith reaches for Derek's face and kisses him deeply. She stands up and pauses for a moment. She ties her drawstring on her pants and calmly walks out the room.
gagagagagagagagagaga
Mark walks down the cool halls of Seattle Grace. The entire day he sat in his office and dealt with a mountain of paper work that needed to be filed to receive funding for the expansion of the plastics department. He hadn't seen Addison all day, and also hadn't seen Meredith since this afternoon.
It is now 4:30 am, and Mark is bored. He looks into one of the post-op rooms and he sees Addison standing over a bed clutching a chart to her chest. Mark stands by the door and waits for Addison to exit the room.
Addison walks right by him and leans over the nurses' station. He hair is swept up off her face in a low ponytail. Her dark blue scrubs drape over her body. She looks pale and tired.
God, she's beautiful.
Mark walks over to the nurses' station. He stands beside her, "hey."
Addison picks her head up from her paper work and looks at Mark. "Good evening Dr. Sloan." Looks at watch, "You're here rather late."
"I had some paper work, what about yourself. Shouldn't you be at home?" Mark's words sound a little more pained that he meant them too."
"Mark don't do this. Not now, please. It's bad enough that my husband is cheating on me, but there's nothing I can do about it. I can't leave him, and now you're around. I just can't deal with this right now. It's almost 5 in morning, and I just want to get some rest. We'll talk later, just not now."
Mark stands there stunned for a few moments trying to formulate exactly what he wants to say.
What can I say to that? She needs time. It's not like I have a choice. Ok, Mark get your shit together.
He responds softly, "Ok, have a goodnight Dr. Shepherd." Mark turns around and walks to an on-call room.
There's not point of driving to an empty hotel room. I can crash here for a few hours.
gagagagagagagagagaga
Ok, ten hours left. That's not that bad. My patient is in post-op and wont need anything for a few hours. Meredith, just close your eyes and go to sleep.
Sleep wouldn't come. Meredith just lies there—tossing and turning. She is unable to slow down the thoughts racing in her mind.
What the hell happened with Derek earlier? He said he loves me, but he won't leave Addison. I mean, I can't believe him, right? He's just indecisive and full of shit… but I'm still in love with him.
Meredith jumps as she hears someone open the on-call room. She lies there, unmoving; hoping that whoever just came into the room would think she is sleeping and go away.
"When most people sleep their entire body isn't tense," Mark says into the dark room as he takes off his coat and hangs it behind the door.
"Was it that obvious?" Meredith asks as she turns to lie on her back and look at Mark.
"Yeah." Mark stands there for a moment. He's unsure if he should be safe and get on the top bunk or if he should lay in the bed with Meredith. "Move over."
Meredith obliges and scoots her body over close to the wall. Mark lays his large, muscluar frame next to her.
"How was your day?" Mark asks.
"Shitty, how was yours?"
"Oh, quite shitty, thank you very much. What did Derek have to say earlier?"
"That he loves me."
"Seriously?" Mark turns to look at her.
"Seriously. How about you and Addison?"
"She yelled at me a bit earlier. Something about how she just can't leave Derek."
Silence fills the room for a few moments.
"Mark," Meredith touches his face, "what are we doing."
Mark wraps his arms around Meredith and pulls her body close to his.
"I have no idea, but isn't this better than being alone?"
Yes. Isn't that sad? I can't be with the man I want so I settle for his best friend. I have to be better than that, right?
"It's way better." Meredith moves her face close to his and kisses him.
At first the kiss is soft and innocent, but neither Mark nor Meredith are very patient. The kiss becomes passionate and charged. Meredith rolls on top of Mark and begins to take the lead.
Just let go.
Both doctors freeze as the door to the on-call room slowly opens. Meredith rolls off Mark and back onto the bed.
"Meredith?" George calls out.
Sheepishly Meredith sits up and meets George's gaze. George looks at her with absolute distain. "Meredith, Bailey is looking for you and she told me to come wake you." George doesn't speak again but rather closes the door behind himself.
Meredith climbs from the bed and attempts to fix her hair and smooth her scrubs. She bends down to tie her sneaker when Mark pulls her back close to him. He kisses her hard on the mouth. Meredith breaks away and tries to regain her breath.
"I'll see you later, Meredith."
"Goodbye, Mark." Meredith says as she pulls the door behind herself.
What am I getting myself into?