Author: MissMouseMD
Rating: T
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
A/N: I know this story moves kind of slowly, but it's more about the characters, Meredith especially, and their emotions andrelationships with eachother.So I hope you guys trust me with this and as always, feedback is greatly appreciated. Thank you so much to everyone who has reviewed. You don't know how happy it makes me that you guys are reading this and liking it.
Sleep
"George. George!"
"Wha?"
His voice is slurred.
He props himself up on his elbows, and rubs his eyes.
"Who's there?"
"It's me. Move over, will you?"
"Meredith?"
He obliges, scooting over to provide room for her.
"What are you doing here?"
"I couldn't sleep."
He nods.
"Oh."
She seems oblivious to his presence as she crawls under the covers.
She turns her back to him, and it's obvious she doesn't want to talk.
They lay there in the dark for some time before she breaks the silence.
"Do you think I'm crazy?"
He stares at her back.
She won't turn around.
"No. Of course not."
"Honestly. You don't think I'm even the least bit crazy?"
He pauses for a moment before he answers, and she flops onto her back.
"You do, don't you?"
She looks at him, pleading with her eyes for him to say no.
For him to tell her that she's going to be okay.
"You're not crazy, Mer."
"How do you know, George? For all you know, I could have seven personalities!"
"I think I'd notice if you had seven personalities, Meredith."
She smiles a ghost of a smile.
Encouraged, he continues.
"You've been through a lot lately, with your mother, and the Code Black, and this whole mess with Dr. Shepherd. There's a difference between overwhelmed and insane."
She nods.
"I slept with Derek."
Her voice is soft, and he can tell she's ashamed.
"I know."
"On Prom night."
"I know."
She stares at him, perplexed.
"Callie told me."
"Oh. Callie."
Her face is unreadable.
"If it helps, I don't think it makes you any less of a good person."
"I slept with a married man! How does that not make me a bad person?"
He sighs.
"Because he's been leading you on for ages, and because you love him, and because he loves you. And I'm not saying it was right, it wasn't. But it was just a bad decision, and everybody makes bad decisions. Even good people like you."
She looks at him.
"You really think so?"
"Yeah."
"Thanks, George. That means a lot to me."
He nods, and smiles uncomfortably.
He can't help but notice how awkward the situation is.
He has a girlfriend, and it seems a little weird to have another girl in his bed.
Especially Meredith.
But then she looks at him and smiles like a little girl, and he can't help but be happy that he's made her smile.
"You're the best. Good night, George."
"Good Night, Mer."
He rolls over on his side of the bed, and she stays on hers.
He wakes up sometime in the middle of the night, and Izzie's sandwiched in the middle, fast asleep.
He smiles, and pulls the blanket so it covers the three of them.
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