Meredith woke up to see Derek sitting watching her sleep.
'Hey,' her voice was groggy.
'Morning beautiful,'
'How you feeling?'
'I'm ok,'
'What time did you get up at?'
'Nine,'
'Come back to bed,' Meredith lifted the duvet as Derek climbed back under. Kissing his lips she sunk back down and leaned against his chest.
'You working today Mer?'
'No, I'm on holiday for the next two weeks but I'm on call for half of next week, you?'
'All my surgeries got shifted, if they could or the chief took them. I got the next two weeks off as well but I'm not on call,'
'So what do you want to do?'
'Just now?'
'Yeah,'
'Stay in bed with you,' Meredith turned so that she was on top of Derek.
'I think I can cope with that,' Meredith eased herself down on top of him and kissed his neck and face. His hands roamed her body. Pulling the sheets over their heads, Derek pulled Meredith down on top of him.
'Promise me something Mer?'
'Yeah,'
'That you won't ever leave me,'
'Derek, I promise, I wouldn't want to leave you anyway,' Meredith and Derek stayed in the bed the rest of the morning and only appeared for coffee. Izzie was standing in the kitchen baking.
'How's Derek?'
'He seems ok, but I'm not sure,'
'He'll be ok Mere, he's got you,'
'Yeah, can I have coffee?'
'Yeah, I just made some,' Meredith lifted the two mugs and headed back up to the room. Derek was lying in bed with his back to the window.
'Hey,' He sat up and took the cup off Meredith.
'Thanks,'
'So what do you want to do today?'
'I don't know, what are you up for?'
'We'll I'm going for a shower…' Meredith bit her lip seductively as she got up from the bad and headed to the bathroom. Derek climbed across the bed and walked over to the door frame where Meredith was standing, her arms leaning against each side of the frame. Putting his hands on her waist she wrapped her legs around her waist as he carried her into the bath room, kicking the door shut as he did. Derek lifted Meredith's top off and caressed her back. Leaning back against the sink Meredith stood up and turned the shower on. Stepping She faced the wall. Derek stepped in behind her and turned her round.
Izzie heard Meredith laughing upstairs. Smiling to herself she started laughing. George walked in with a pillow covering his ears.
'Why are they so noisy?'
'Cause their in love,' was all Izzie said to make George stop complaining.
An hour later they came down the stairs laughing and joking.
'Izzie can I borrow your hair dryer?'
'Yeah, on you go,'
'I won't be long,' Meredith kissed Derek and ran up the stairs. Derek stood up and lifted a bowl and poured some muesli into it. Sitting down he started eating when he noticed Izzie was standing at the sink, he hands resting in the water, with tears running down her face.
'Izzie, what's wrong?' Derek stood up and walked over to her, turning her to face him. Her make up was running but it wasn't what Derek expected to see.
'Izzie, what happened?'
'Nothing, I'm fine, honestly,'
'Izzie don't lie, what happened?'
'I walked into a door,'
'Yeah right ok,' Derek guided her over to the bar stool and sat her down.
'Derek, I'm fine,'
'I don't care, just let me have a look,' Derek got kitchen towel and dampened it. Wiping Izzie's face, he began to see the size of the bruise.
'Jesus…Izzie,'
'Look, I'm fine…no need to mention it to anyone, I was just clumsy,' Izzie stood up and brushed past Derek, running up the stairs. Derek listened as the bathroom door banged shut and Izzie began sobbing. Meredith ran down the stairs.
'What the hell happened?'
'Go and see her, I'll tell you later,' Meredith ran back upstairs. George came in the kitchen and spotted Derek putting the towel in the bin.
'You seen the bruise then?'
'You Knew?'
'She says she walked into a door. I can't do anything about it though. She doesn't want Meredith to know,'
'George is Izzie seeing anyone just now?'
'There was a guy she met in Joes. She seen him once or twice but she hasn't mentioned him in a couple of days, you think he did it?'
'I don't know, do you know his name?'
'It was something that began with an M, his last name was Slane or something,' Derek tensed up.
'Mark Slone?'
'Yeah, that it, you know him?'
'He's the guy why slept with Addison and the guy that Addison is with,'
'Oh shit,'
'Yeah, tell Meredith I'll be back later,' Derek threw the bowl in the sink and lifted his keys from the table in the hall. Leaving the house a feeling of dread filled his body.
'She paged me yesterday…what if he done something?' Derek pulled out the drive way and lifted his phone.
'Addison?'
'Derek, I can't talk, not now,'
'Where are you?'
'I'm at the hotel, please, I'll phone you later,'
'No, what's happening?'
'Derek, leave it,' Addison hung up. Derek pulled up outside the hotel and ran inside.
'I need to know what room Addison Shepherd is in.'
'We don't have a Shepherd,'
'Montgomery then?'
'Room 241,'
'Thanks,'
Derek ran up the stairs to hear shouting coming from the room.
'Addison, you're a stupid bitch,' Addison screamed after a loud thump was heard. Derek knocked the door. Mark answered the door. Looking over Marks shoulder, he spotted Addison lying on the floor.
'Mark…' Derek pushed past him and went over beside Addison, her lip was bleeding.
'Addison, get your stuff,' Derek whispered in her ear. Helping her up, she walked over to the bed.
'Mark, what the hell is wrong with you?'
'She's a stupid bitch?'
'She hasn't done anything!'
'She was talking to you!'
'I'm her ex husband, we are allowed to talk! You don't lay a finger on her! You don't have the right!' Derek threw his hand out and caught mark on the face.
'Mark, just go…leave everyone and just go, back to New York,' Derek turned back to Addison who was standing throwing cloths in a bag.
'Why did you come here?'
'I seen Izzie's face and realised what he had done. I remembered that you paged me the other day,'
'He had thrown me across the room. I couldn't get up…I'm sorry,' Addison broke down into sobs. Derek pulled her into his chest and held her close.
'Collect everything. I need to make a phone call, I'll be right outside ok? He won't come back,' Derek stood outside the hotel room and phoned Meredith.
'Mere, it's me'
'Where are you?'
'I'll explain later…is Izzie ok?'
'Yeah, Derek what's going on?'
'Mark's in Seattle…if he comes to the door don't let him in…I need you to do something for me,'
'What?'
'I need to bring Addison there,'
'Derek, what's going on?'
'You'll see when I get there, please Mer…'
'Yeah, fine, I'll go tell George and Izzie,'
'Thanks Mere, love you,'
'Love you too,' Derek hung up and went back in the room. Addison was standing, looking frail at the cupboard full of his clothes.
'Addison, come on,' Derek lifted her bags and put them in the back of the car. She was paying the hotel when she felt dizzy. Holding onto the counter, she brushed the feeling off and got in the car beside Derek.
'You ok?'
'Yeah…and Derek?'
'Mmmmhmm,'
'Thanks,'
'It's ok Addison. Just hold tight and I'll have you out of here,' Derek pulled out the hotels parking lot and turned in the direction of Meredith's house.
