Hey guys, here's another chapter. Thanks again to everyone that reviewed last chapter I appreciate the feedback so much! Also I just wanted to let it be known that even though Mark is talking with Meredith in this chapter, I have no plans on taking that anywhere. Mark is mostly here in this story for Addison. And I am still getting to know that characters so forgive me if there is any OC (ness) in the characters, once again:)

Chapter 4- He Loves You

"I did it again," Meredith mumbled to Cristina.

Cristina took Meredith's mocha latte, "For me Meredith, oh you shouldn't have."

Meredith sighed as she watched Cristina down her latte, "I didn't," She looked down the hall, and then held her breath as Derek walked towards her. He was so bad at hiding his emotions. And so was she. Meredith looked away. Her cheeks started to grow warm, and she knew she was blushing like an idiot. She placed her clipboard against the nurse's desk and then looked over her patients records.

"He's looking at you," Cristina pointed out.

"I know that," Meredith replied through gritted teeth.

"If you want to make a run for it now you better…oh too late, he's stopping, he's trying to smile. But he looks nervous too." Cristina took another sip of the latte and then placed it down next to Meredith. "I bet you fifteen dollars that someone is going to stop him before he gets over here."

"Is he still coming over here?"

"Um."

"Don't be obvious," Meredith pointed out.

Cristina rolled her eyes as she glanced towards Derek once again. He nearly ran into a nurse because his eyes were focused straight on Meredith. "He's walking over here like it's real important that he talks to you…what did you'll do?"

"We didn't do anything."

"How many times do I have to remind you people that I know a liar when I see one, because I am a liar myself. Did you sleep with him again?"

"Cristina!" Meredith exclaimed.

A nurse looked up from the desk. She rested her hand against her cheek and then leaned in closer to where Meredith and Cristina were talking.

Cristina narrowed her eyes at the nurse in irritation. "Mind your own business."

The nurse looked back at Cristina in confusion.

"You were listening. Here he comes, I have to go."

"Could you stay?" Meredith asked. She bit her lip as she glanced back at Cristina who looked like she was about to laugh. "Don't laugh at me, I'm serious."

"You know I'm not good for support."

"If this was you and Burke then I would be here for you." Meredith grabbed her clipboard, "Fine, I'll just deal with him on my own."

"Deal with him?" Cristina glanced towards Derek once again. "What did he do?"

"Nothing, he just."

"What?" Cristina ushered in her attempts to get some gossip.

Meredith closed her eyes as she felt Derek place his hands on her shoulder. Why did he have to always torture her like this? How could McDreamy kiss her like that, and expect her to move on with her life? He didn't make anything easy. Meredith stepped away from him. His hand dropped down to his side.

"I'll see you later," Cristina said.

Meredith's mouth dropped.

Cristina shrugged, "What? I have stuff to do. We'll talk later."

"Meredith,"

"Dr. Shepard,"

"Oh c'mon!" He exclaimed.

"I'm not doing this anymore."

"Talk to me,"

"I tried, and look what happened." Meredith pointed out.

Derek looked around and then he wrapped his hand around Meredith's arm and then gently guided her to the stairwell. "What did I do that was so wrong?"

"Everything! Everything you do is wrong!"

"Meredith, why are you yelling at me? You were fine earlier." He said softly. Derek stepped closer to Meredith but she stepped back.

"You shouldn't have kissed me earlier. Every time I try to take a step forward you do something like that to mess up my progress. I just…" Meredith felt the tears starting to fall. God she was so pathetic! She turned her back towards him. "I just want you to leave me alone."

"No you don't."

"Don't tell me what I want. Because you have no idea what I want."

"You want me." Derek pointed out. He didn't mean for it to come out the way it did. So he stepped back when Meredith turned towards him with her fists clenched and puffy eyes. "I didn't mean for it to come out that way."

"Just shut up,"

"Meredith?"

"Don't Meredith me, please just don't."

Derek shoved his hands in his lab jacket and leaned against the wall. Things would be so much easier if he could just follow his heart and choose her. "So you want me to go away?"

Meredith remained silent.

"I want you to scrub in with me. I have a brain tumor surgery a little later on."

"I don't want to scrub in with you, at least not today." Meredith sighed. "And you can't kiss me anymore, stop avoiding what I just said."

"I can't. Is there a rule book that says that Derek can't kiss Meredith?"

"Yeah, there is!" Meredith gestured towards the door. "The rule book came up when you choose Addison over me. If you love her so much then how come you're always looking at me like that?"

"Like what?" Derek asked.

"Like that. Like you love me, and you care and…"

Derek clenched his jaw. He watched as a fellow doctor entered the staircase. Derek nodded in his direction and then focused back on Meredith. "I do love you and I do care,"

"Not enough. I have a lot on my plate right now. And I don't want to focus on you, I can't or I'm going to go crazy."

"It's driving me crazy too," Derek said in above a whisper. He looked down at his hands which seemed to have a mind of their own. He was now touching Meredith's trembling hand. Derek was fooling himself. His attempts to save his marriage with Addison weren't working, but he wouldn't feel right if he just threw in the towel. Addison was his wife, but Meredith was the love of his life. Derek winced as Meredith pulled away. There was a time when she used to chase him, but now he was chasing her. His pager vibrated on his hip. Derek muttered underneath his breath.

"You better get that," Meredith said. She took a second to compose herself and then walked back down the stairs.

"Wait," Derek quickly walked after her.

"What?"

"I can still be there for you if you let me. I do care Meredith, I…"

Meredith plastered on a smile. "Yeah, okay. I can't really talk anymore because I have an obligation to be in the right state of mind when I'm taking care of my patients, and so do you. So let's just forget this happened. Forget that I cried to you, because believe me I want to forget that myself. Forget that we…"

Derek shook his head, "You're asking the impossible. I have to go, but I hope you'll meet me tonight."

Meredith looked back at him in surprise. Derek walked down the stairs, but Meredith grabbed his arm. "Meet you tonight? Did you just hear a word I said?"

Derek beamed back at her.

Meredith tried to look away. But yet she became lost in how blue his eyes were, and how they crinkled at the edges. If he didn't make her so mad for staying with Addison the he would be up against the wall in seconds. Since her mind was wicked and mean, she started to envision taking complete control as Derek was up against the wall. She would kiss him with all the pent up frustration and passion. Meredith's cheeks burned with a warm intensity. Why was she thinking about kissing him! No!

Derek tilted his head to the side, and he was still smiling.

No…okay, she couldn't resist. But she was still mad. "Did you hear anything I just said?" She repeated in an impatient tone.

Derek nodded, "Sure I heard you Grey, but remember you told me to forget." He shrugged, "I'll pick you up tonight and we'll get something to eat…Chinese sound good."

"I hate Chinese." Meredith growled.

Derek grinned, "I know, I just wanted to hear some of that attitude that I missed so much. But seriously, I just want to talk to you."

Meredith crossed her arms. It was like he didn't hear a word that she just said. She knew she was walking on thin ice and just being around him, when she couldn't have him made her feel even more helpless. Meredith knew that she was on a train destined for disaster.

Derek's eyebrows furrowed low over his eyes, "I have to take care of this," He motioned down to his pager, "But we'll talk, I promise and I'll take you out tonight. We can just be friends you know." Derek scowled at his last comment. That wasn't what he wanted.

Meredith watched as Derek walked down the stairs and then disappeared out the door. "I don't just want to be your friend." She whispered.

Addison closed the door behind her. She crossed her arms and raised her chin as she waited for Mark to finish explaining why he was in Seattle. It was against her judgment to talk to him when Derek didn't know he was here, but then again a small part of her cared what he had to say. After all Mark had been there for her when Derek had left, he had always been there. It was unfair of him to show up now, when she was making some progress with Derek. Maybe her progress wasn't spectacular, but it was something. They were going to therapy and Derek was honestly trying, but Meredith was still in the picture. Addison looked down at her flat heels as she thought about Meredith and Derek. It was as if Meredith could do now wrong in Derek's eyes, and Addison had to admit that sometimes that hurt.

"Addie," Mark said.

Addison closed her eyes. Mark's voice was laced with concern. She knew that he cared. It would be so easy for her to go back to New York with him, but yet she still loved Derek. He was incredible, and she wanted to work things out with him. "This isn't going to work, you have to go back."

"Go back to New York without you?"

Addison rolled her eyes towards the ceiling.

Mark walked over to her.

Addison had to step back because she didn't want him to get any closer. Although he hadn't kissed her in so long, she could still taste his kisses on her lips. And she hungered for them. The love that Mark gave her was unconditional; it was like the love Derek used to give before he found her in bed with Mark. "I came here to save my marriage with Derek, and you know that. Why would you show up here Mark? What since does that make? You know that we're over and…"

"Addison, stop rambling. Don't treat me like a stranger, I didn't come here to make your life worse, I just wanted to see how he was treating you. Derek was my friend too, and he still would be if he hadn't written me off…"

"We deserved it."

Mark nodded, "Maybe we did, but from what I heard he's not even paying any attention to you."

Addison placed her hand on her hips and then raised an arched eyebrow in Mark's direction. "Mark you don't know anything about my situation with Derek in Seattle."

"I've heard all the way in New York that Derek had fallen for an intern here,"

Addison looked away. She tried to mask her emotions and hide the anger and sadness that she felt. She couldn't believe how fast word traveled. "I…"

"Meredith right?"

"We are not going to talk about this." Addison declared she opened the door and stormed out of the room.

Mark placed his hand to his forehead. Shit, he didn't mean to chase her away. He watched after her. Mark quickly closed the door behind him and followed after Addison. "Addie,"

"Mark, you need to leave." Addison made a turn and quickly walked off. She bit her lip. Everything Mark said was true. But Derek did choose her, she gave him the divorce papers to sign and he hadn't. Addison watched as Meredith walked towards her. She didn't hate Meredith, she just didn't like her much. And Addison knew the feeling was mutual, but anyways she smiled at the intern. Meredith looked lost and sad, but she smiled back anyways.

"Have you seen Cristina?" Burke asked Izzie.

Izzie looked around the hall, "I just saw her…um…I don't know where she is now though."

"Can I ask you a question?" Burke adjusted his glasses on the bridge of his nose, and then seemed to think over his question carefully. "She's avoiding me isn't she?"

Izzie's eyes widened. This was not the territory that she wanted to cross. Cristina hadn't said anything to her about avoiding Burke, and even if she had, Izzie wouldn't say anything. Burke was her boss, and Cristina was just Cristina. "No, she's…"

"You don't have to lie to me, we're friends right Izzie, I mean you can tell me. Cristina doesn't tell me anything so if I want to know anything then I have to find out from other people."

Izzie looked around the hospital. She needed something to do now and stat. So she could get away from Burke's questions. The last thing she needed was for Cristina to see her talking to Burke. That wouldn't be good, because Cristina would think that Izzie was talking about her. "I have to run down to the lab really quick."

"Izzie,"

Izzie winced. She was so close to getting away! Damn it. "Yes?"

"I told Cristina I loved her the other day."

Izzie frowned. Why was he being so open today? Burke was never this open. And even worse what was she supposed to say to that? Cristina wasn't the emotional "I love you" type, so no wonder she had been avoiding him.

"I'm trusting that you will keep this between us."

"Of course,"

"I just want to know how she feels. I can read everyone, but I can't read her and that is the most frustrating thing to me." Burke clenched his jaw as he looked down to the ground. He looked around and then shook his head in frustration. "Thanks for your time Stevens," Burke cleared his throat as he walked away.

Meredith looked over her chart.

"Hey,"

She looked up at the handsome man standing in front of her. She gave him a small smile and then returned to filling out her patients' chart. He continued to stand in front of her. She glanced back at him curiously. What did this guy want?

"You look pretty busy," He replied. He smiled back at her and then leaned against the counter. "So what do you doctors do for fun here at Seattle Grace?"

"Fun, what fun?" Meredith said.

He laughed. "I like that."

A small smile tugged at the corners of Meredith's mouth. She placed down her pen and then gave him her complete attention. "Can I help you with something?"

"Sure, I'm new here to Seattle, and I need a tour guide. You know someone to show me around."

Meredith raised an eyebrow, "Did you try looking in the yellow pages."

"What fun is that? I'm sure an attractive girl like you knows all the best places to go here."

"Are you asking me out on a date?" Meredith asked in surprise.

He extended his hand, "Mark Sloane."

Meredith shook his hand, "Mer…"

"Meredith Grey, I know you. You're pretty famous back in New York."

"Mark Sloane, as in the guy that broke up Derek and Addison?"

Mark smiled, "I hope that's not all I am known for,"

(Break)

"I'm going to need an MRI scan and…" Derek stopped talking as he glanced out the window.

"Dr. Shepard an MRI scan and what else?"

"Just hold on for a second," Derek said holding up his hand. That couldn't be who he thought it was. He slowly stepped towards the door and watched as Mark talked to Meredith. Derek's fists clenched. How dare Sloane show his face in Seattle, and even worse what the hell was he doing talking to Meredith. Derek tried to calm down because he felt like attacking Mark.

Mark leaned in closer to Meredith.

He didn't want that bastard anywhere near her. Meredith was going through a lot, and Derek knew that. He wasn't going to let asshole leech take advantage of her. Derek ignored all reason as he stormed over to them. He had just walked away when he caught Addison and Mark in bed, but with Meredith it was different. He wasn't sure why it was different, but it just was. Mark was smiling back at Meredith. Was Mark flirting with her? Who the hell did Mark think he was? Talking to his girl…Meredith wasn't his girlfriend. But still he loved her like she still was.

"So show me around Seattle," Mark said.

"I…"

Before Meredith could respond, Mark was on the floor and Derek was looking down at him in anger.

"Derek!" She yelled.

"That's Mark," He spat as if it was justified.

Addison was walking towards them quickly coming from nowhere. "Derek…"

"Save it," He growled storming off. Derek looked over his shoulder at Meredith once more and turned around with his fist in his hand.

Addison looked at Meredith, and then at Mark. "Take care of him, I need to talk to…" She paused when she realized that she was talking to Meredith.

Meredith bent down to help Mark up. "You have a cut we're going to have to clean that up, the wound looks pretty deep, so you're going to need stitches."

Mark grabbed her hand, "He loves you."

"What?" Meredith said shaking her head.

Mark smiled to himself, "He didn't do anything when he caught me with Addie, but with you all I had to say was one word and he was ready to fight. He doesn't love her." Mark pulled himself up with some assistance from Meredith. "What is it about you that is so special?"

Meredith shrugged, "Nothing,"

"Oh there's something special, because I've never seen him look at anyone the way that he just looked at you."