My first Grey's Fic. Comments would be appreciated if you read because then I know who's enjoying it and any suggestions are also welcome.
Please not that unfortunately I do not own any of the characters only this story line.
Chapter One
Two voices called her name. One of them in a questioning manner. The other in a husky, dreamy sort of way. Meredith Grey stood rooted to the spot, unable to believe the events which had just taken place. She had done the one thing she had vowed never to do again. She had had hot passionate sex with the man who only a week earlier had branded her a whore. Now she was being asked to choose between the man whom she didn't love but had plans and the man she loved but was married.
She looked between the two men took a step backwards before speaking.
"I have to go. Izzie, she needs me. I'll phone you." With that she turned on her heel and walked away from them and to the car park, unsure of who the last part had been directed at.
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Finn, the one with plans, sneered at Derek then followed Meredith out to the car park leaving Derek to contemplate what this meant for his marriage to Addison. He loved Meredith with all his heart and it pained him to see her with that vet 'He's not even a real doctor!' yet he still felt he owed to Addison to try. Maybe it was time to face the facts. The marriage he had given up everything for was dead and it had been for the past month. He sat on one of the Sofas usually used for informing the family of a patient that their loved one had died and lowered his head into his hand. It was the same spot in which Addison had shown up and ruined the romantic evening he had planned with Meredith that night, he often wished she had never shown up. Then Meredith wouldn't have to hurt the way she did. He sighed to himself and looked up to see Addison approaching him.
"Derek lets go home." He didn't answer her, just stood up and followed her out of the hospital and into the car. The ride home was silent and Derek didn't attempt to talk to Addison, In fact the one time she attempted conversation he turned up the radio so he didn't have to listen to her nag or answer her questions as to where he disappeared off to earlier. Once back at the trailer Addison showered and went to bed. She had given up with Derek for this evening. There was no point in trying to communicate because all she got from him were blank stares. Derek Cracked open a can of beer and went to sit on the porch outside. He removed his jacket and inhaled its scent. It still smelled of Meredith and that made him never want to wash it even again. He searched the inside pocket and found the black panties she had been looking for so desperately. He smiled to himself. They would be his leverage in getting her to talk to him. Carefully he put them back into his inside pocket and buttoned it up to keep them safe.
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Meredith pulled up outside her house and stopped the engine. She didn't go in yet. She still needed time to process everything. Izzies' fiancé was dead, Burk had been shot and she had slept with Derek, talk about an eventful evening. And how could she forget the fact that Callie knew, that she had seen them getting dressed, she just prayed that she knew not to tell George. And what did all this mean for her and Derek? Was he going to leave Addison for her? Would she leave Finn? Could she even bring herself to break the man the way that she had been broken by Derek? She tried to tell herself that this evening with Derek had been one big mistake and hopefully he felt the same way but no, the way he had called her name told her otherwise. He did not regret it one bit.
"This is selfish of me. Here I am sitting in my car contemplating what to do with this silly little mess I have gotten myself into when Izzie is in there heartbroken. I should be there for her." Meredith said aloud to herself. She got out of the car and let herself in, the house was silent but for Izzies desperate sobs coming from her bedroom. Meredith followed the noise and looked in. Izzie was laying on her bed still in her prom dress. Her beautiful face stained by mascara tears. Alex was with her, he lay on the bed next to her cradling her in his arms and whispering soothing words into ears. He looked up to her and mouthed that he had control of the situation, she nodded in return and said as quietly as she could,
"Take care of her Alex; she needs you now more then ever." She shut the door the room and went down to the kitchen where George and Callie were sitting discussing the evening's events over a cup of tea. Meredith felt she needed something stronger and refused Georges offer to pour her a mug, instead she headed for her tequila and poured herself a shot. After downing it she poured another.
"Meredith, where were you earlier. We couldn't find you any where?" Questioned George.
"I was just checking on a patient who had had surgery this morning." Meredith lied to him, she hated doing it but couldn't bear him knowing the truth, and she couldn't bear the way he would look at her if he knew the truth. Callie looked at her with raised eyebrows, when George had his back turned to the two Meredith sent her a pleading look, almost silently begging her not to say a word. Callie agreed, she knew how Meredith felt about Derek. He was her McDreamy and she loved him and always had. She just hated the way that Derek played with her emotions and left the others to pick up the pieces. George was about to speak again when Meredith's cell phone rang from her bag which she had left in the hall way. She left the couple to go answer it. Too tired to notice the number she answered it.
"Hello, this is Meredith Grey."
"Mer, we need to speak." Said the voice on the other end of the line, he sounded desperate just to hear her voice.
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But who is he? Lol. Cliff hanger