Author's Note:

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Lost & Found


Meredith Grey isn't the only one who lost her panties the night of the hospital prom. This is the story of when Derek Shepherd finds Addison Montgomery's panties in Meredith's prom dress.


Chapter 7: After (4)


MEREDITH

The questions continue for a little while.

I seriously want him to get out of here because I'm kinda done with this boyfriend thing now that Derek's found Addison's panties inside my dress.

We both know it's over, it's so very over.

But Derek seems intent on keeping his questions no matter the over-ness of the situation and I keep defending Addison at every opportunity.

Even if she turned me down after we had sex at the prom, it doesn't mean that I can't still defend her because I-

I want to.

Plain and simple as that.

Because it's not like there's anyone else around here to fight for her.

Not even Mark, who probably still loves her, or some shit like that.

And speaking of the who-the-whatever, Derek's bringing up his ex(?)-best friend now.

"But Addison, she fucked Mark?" Derek wonders aloud.

"So did you?" I counter with the same answer I said to all of the other stupid statements he's said so far and Derk responds accordingly before I fully process what I just said…

(And ergo implied about Derek, and about Mark, and about MarkAndDerek).

"WHAT THE FUCK MEREDITH. WHO THE HELL TOLD YOU THAT. DID SHE?" Derek yells at me again.

"Huh?" I ask because I'm not sure what just happened. Seriously? What just happened? Huh?

"Or did you already know Mark and he told you I cheated on Addison with him before she did with him and then after I cheated on her with him again?" Derek says while waving his arms in the air.

"Uh, I've never spoken to Mark Sloan in my life," I say because it's the truth.

"Then who the hell told you I fucked Mark?" Says Derek.

"Umm. You did, actually. As in, like, just now," I say awkwardly.

"Wait, so does Addison know that? Did she-" Derek wonders again.

"No. She never knew that. At all, ever," I answer.

"Oh shit," says Derek.

"Umm, I should probably go, now," I say awkwardly.

"Just don't- just. Just don't tell her that, about Mark and I. It should be me. Or Mark. Or both of us. Together. Or not together. Or- Addison shouldn't have to find out through you…" Derek says shyly.

"I won't tell her if you promise that you will, but to be perfectly clear, Derek, you and I, we're completely over, if that wasn't actually obvious," I promise Derek.

So Derek is my ex-boyfriend now, and Derek is still Addison's wife but they're fixing that part, and Derek is also Mark's ex-who-knows-what, but maybe Derek wants to get back with his man-crush after he's getting dumped by his girlfriend and wife on the same day via Addison's underwear?

I think that's what's happening, anyway. But I could be wrong...

"Do you hate me, Meredith?" Derek asks me, snapping me out of my inner monologue.

"I'm not sure yet," I say because I don't know.

"Do you hate Mark?" Derek asks me.

"I've never met Mark," I say because I don't think it's fair for me to judge him just based on stories.

"Are you-?" I don't say it but I know he knows what I'm asking here.

"Are you?" Derek asks me right back.

"Sort of?" I say because it's sort-of true and not-true and I'm not fully sure of the terminology here.

"So am I. Sort of. I guess," Derek sighs.

"Umm, ok, whatever?" I shrug.

"Yeah, whatever, ok," Derek shrugs also.

"Is Mark-?" I ask him.

"Umm," Derek says awkwardly.

"Right. I've never met him. Not my business," I take that back.

"Right," says Derek, squinting at me.

"Is Addison-" I cut myself off because I'm not sure if I want to know his answer.

"Wouldn't you be the one to tell me that?" Derek counters snarkily.

M'kay, so he went there asking me this. He has every right to I guess.

"Do you want to know?" I ask him sincerely.

"Not really," Derek says with a sigh.

"Alright, I didn't really want to tell you anything anyway, and neither did Addison, for that matter…" I trailed off my answer.

"Do you hate Addison?" Derek asks me astutely.

"No. I don't hate Addison. And I never did," I finally admit to Derek.

"Do you-" Derek starts asking you another question before he stops himself.

"I should probably go now," I say as I get dressed quickly and call for a cab.

"You're going?" Derek parrots back to me.

"I'm leaving, and I'm leaving you, but you're leaving me anyway, or we're just over?" I say, starting strong but ending a bit more hesitantly without meaning to fade off at all.

"Yeah, we're over, and I guess you might wanna go, away, I mean, probably. I'm sorry, Meredith. For all of it," Derek says softly.

"I'm not the one you should be apologizing to," I say, thinking only of Addison.

"Right," says Derek.

"Umm," you saw awkwardly because you're not sure what's supposed to be happening here.

"I'm gonna go now," Derek says to me and I let out a sigh of relief.

"Goodbye, Derek," I say to him with a certain finality to it and I don't look back at all.

"Goodbye, Meredith," says Derek, not looking back either as he walks away and out of my room and out of my house.

This time I realize that for the first time, there's no one else's shoulder that could be blocking my view of him if I had wanted to look over the non-existing-it to see him again.

But I realize you don't want to look at Derek Christopher Shepherd (ever?) again.

Not over anyone's shoulder, much less Finn Dandridge's.

Much, much, much, less (his?)... Addison's.

So I don't and I just let him get in the cab and let the nice cabbie drive him home without another word.


****** END OF CHAPTER 4


Author's Note:

Was this a surprise to you? Or no? It probably depends on how much of my writing you've read in the past.

Yeah, so we have the Derek and Mark plotline here to sharpen the story.

How will this end? I have no idea yet. Thoughts!

bobbiejelly


Falling Apart, Barely Breathing

Soothe

Second Person (The Diary of Addison Montgomery)

See you soon in the comments,

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