Meredith's POV:

"Bzzzzzzzzzz…"

I rolled over at looked at the alarm clock. 7AM it read. For me that was sleeping in, but after the night I just had, waking up before noon was torture. Of course I had to work today. Of course Derek would have to work today. And of course he would probably request me.

I needed to get in the shower. At least in the shower I can think. It's the one place where I can think. Maybe be able to make sense of this mess I'm in. Maybe.

I slowly got out of bed. Today was going to be hell. There was no doubt about that. I started scanning the floor for some scrubs. I grabbed the closest pair I could find; I didn't even check to see if they smelled. Honestly I didn't care. Maybe if I smelled I would repel Derek. And maybe he would leave me alone. Yeah right.

I made my way over to the door and peeked out. I was hoping the Izzie and George weren't up yet. I didn't want to deal with them. They just needed to be avoided. Poor Izzie, with the night she had, she could use all the friends she could get. So not only I am I dirty whore, I am also a bad friend. I quickly creped towards the shower, trying not the make any noise. I shut the door and turned the water on. The hot water felt so good. It immediately helped me relax. I closed my eyes and just thought.

Derek's POV:

I got back at my trailer last night late. Really late. Addison waited up for me. Too bad I didn't want to talk. Too bad I still don't want to talk. She just gave me that look like she always does when I'm an ass to her. She doesn't deserve to be treated the way I treat her.

Sleeping was a chore. After my confrontation with Addi, sleep would just not come. Not that I expected it too. Every time I closed my I could see her. And every time the guilt I was feeling multiplied. I cannot believe I slept with Meredith. I am married. I can't believe I followed her out to her car. Calling her name. It was crazy, right?

Not really. I loved her. I always have. How was I able to keep these intense feelings for her buried for so long?

I really didn't. Now when I look back on it, it was always pretty obvious. The looks I always was giving her, trying to corner her in elevators. Hell, after the bomb scare I even went over to her house just to make sure she was OK. Everybody must have realized how much I loved her. Except me. Well, maybe I did know, maybe I just didn't want to admit it to myself. I really thought Addi and I could save our marriage. I really thought I would be able to get past these feelings. She really does deserve better.

I have been so wrong about everything. I have been so blind to everything.

Suddenly my alarm goes off. I don't even remember setting it. Quickly I shut it off, get up, and head towards the shower.

There is only one thought going through my head…how could I have been so blind to everything?

Finn's POV:

Wow, that was all I could think of as I crawled into bed. Did that really just happen? Did my Meredith Grey really just have to choose between me, her boyfriend, and her boss Derek Shepard? And did she really hesitate?

What should I do? I love her. I don't know how that happened. We've only known each other for such a short period of time. But she I just so perfect. I love her smile, her laugh, how her eyes light up. She is so different from every woman I have ever met and I can't put my finger on why. But I know I want to find out. I know that I want to be with her, and find out even more things to love.

I set my alarm, hoping to find sleep quickly.

Of course that doesn't happen. I spend the entire night replaying what just happened in my mind. I keep thinking of things I should have said to Shepard. Of how I should never have let Mere start running. There had to be something different that I could have done to help the situation, or at least to have her laying beside me now.

Finally my alarm goes off. I am completely exhausted. My mind is still glued on Meredith. I need to let her know that I care, and that I'm thinking about her. I reach for my cell phone. I dial the number to nearest flower store. Strangely I know the number by heart.

"Hello? Yes, I would like to order a dozen roses."

"For Dr. Meredith Grey, please have them delivered to Seattle Grace Hospital."

"I would like the message to say, 'Mere, I will always be there for you. Love, Finn'"

I hung up the phone, satisfied. I definitely did not think that flowers would win Meredith over, but I thought it might slightly put me in the lead. With that I grabbed some clothes and headed towards the bathroom, I was in need of a shower.