DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN GREY'S ANATOMY, I wish I did.

Meredith awoke quietly so as not to wake the beast. Derek stirred and Meredith hit the floor. She wasn't in the mood to talk about Lynn. She hated her, nothing was going to change that. She didn't even take a shower. She would take one at the hospital. She walked by the guest room and looked in. How could someone so little be so evil. She had to pull herself away from trying to smother her. Meredith made it out of the house alive. She had never been so happy to see the hospital in her life.

Cristina: Have fun last night?

Meredith: you mean with 'Lucifer Lynn'?

Izzie: Lucifer Lynn?

Meredith: Yeah, that's my new name for her. I can't go back there.

Izzie: Mer, this is a big step. He wants you to get to know his mom!

Meredith: I know her, and I don't like her! Thank God Derek is off today. You know, he crumbles in front of her.

Alex: (Laughs.) I would pay to see that!

Meredith: You would? You can, for free, just come over, please!

Cristina: You just want him to take the brunt. It's a ploy, Evil Spawn.

Alex: I have things to do tonight anyway.

Izzie: Oh yeah, like what?

Alex: Things, God!

Meredith: You are acting strangely.

Alex: Whatever.

Cristina: Are you screwing around?

Izzie: Cristina!

Christina: What? Weren't you wondering that yesterday? (Alex gives Izzie a wide eyed look.)

Izzie: I was not!

Meredith: Cristina is losing her mind!

Bailey: Rounds, now!

The day went quickly. Derek called twice. Meredith ignored his calls. She didn't want to talk about it. Besides she was busy. She scrubbed in with Sloan on a case where the woman had burned a large percent of her face. She was happy to be in the Operating Room.

Mark: So how is Lynn?

Meredith: You mean Lucifer?

Mark: Lynn is great.

Meredith: Or not.

Mark: Is she giving you the 'girlfriend treatment'?

Meredith: So you have observed this treatment in the past?

Mark: I have.

Meredith: She said I was plain.

Mark: You, plain? Well maybe a little. (He laughed.)

Meredith: If you weren't in surgery, I would hit you.

Mark: I'm sure you would.

Meredith: So tell me, why is Derek such a wimp?

Mark: Derek, a wimp? Ok, maybe a little. Only around his mother. She has always had that hold on him. He is like her little soldier.

Meredith: He is pathetic. I don't want to go home to her. She said we were living in sin.

Mark: Now that is funny. She doesn't even care about that. You know Derek's sisters all live in different states, some in sin! It's so they don't have to see her. Derek has always been her favorite.

Meredith: How funny! He's a momma's boy.

Mark: Yes, he is. You will defeat her. I think we are done here. Thank you, Dr. Thompson.

Meredith: I never get to do plastics, it was nice for a change.

Mark: Good.

Meredith was starving after the procedure. She was happy to see her friends all sitting at the round table, laughing and joking. She wished she could. People usually didn't affect her like this. She had Lois, Lois was wonderful. Lynn was hell. Meredith was slightly worried about a future with Derek. Lynn was the type of person who would move to town just to torment her. She sat down heavily in the chair next to Alex, not saying a word.

Cristina: Still mad about McMomma?

Meredith: Yeah. I'm going to have to go home eventually. Am I really plain?

Cristina: A little. In a good way.

Alex: You are smoking hot.

Meredith: Now you are patronizing me. I just need someone to tell me it will be OK.

George: It will be OK.

Meredith: Thanks, George. Maybe I should end it. I should end it, right? If his mom can't like me, he never really will. All he will ever think about is how his mom disapproves.

Cristina: Seriously?

Alex: Quit freaking out.

Izzie: She is obviously a complete idiot if she doesn't like you.

Cristina: Crap.

Meredith: (Looks concerned.) What?

Cristina: What does McDreamy's mom look like?

Meredith: Your height, dark brown hair, petite, dressed well, sickeningly perfect. Why?

Cristina: Turn around? (She does.)

Meredith: Shit! (Derek walks up and kisses her. Lynn is with him.)

Derek: Hello. I've tried calling all day.

Meredith: Oh really? I didn't get the calls.

Lynn: She is avoiding me.

Derek: No she wasn't. I was going to let you know that mom and I were going to take you to lunch. We stopped and got sandwiches, figured we'd eat them here. I got you roast beef. (Hands her the bag.)

Meredith: Yum, Thanks! (Derek sits down next to Meredith, and starts talking to Alex.)

Lynn: Meredith, move over. I want to sit next to my son. (She does. Everyone gives Meredith a sympathetic look.) So, Meredith, what exactly do you do around here? Just eat lunch and avoid your boyfriend?

Meredith: I am an intern, a very busy intern. This is the first break I have had in hours.

Lynn: Are all of you interns?

All: Yes.

Lynn: That's nice. My son is good to you, right?

All: Of course.

Lynn: You seem like such nice people. Tell me about yourself. (They talk to her. She is attentive and polite to them. A total turn around from what she is like with Meredith. Meredith is praying she will get paged.) So Meredith, are you coming home tonight?

Meredith: Of course.

Lynn: Good, I'd love to taste what you make for dinner tonight. Maybe I can help. You definitely need it!

Derek: I will cook, Meredith will be tired when she gets off.

Lynn: She needs to learn to manage her time. If you're foolish enough to marry her, she better learn do her part.

Meredith: Excuse me? (She starts to feel sick. She runs over to the nearest garbage can and vomits.)

Lynn: Derek, you didn't get her pregnant, did you? For God's sake, that I could not handle.

Cristina: What the hell is your problem? Meredith is a great person. She is my person. No one talks to my person like that! Do you hear me? (Cristina gets paged, and gets up to walk away.) We're not over. McBitch.

Lynn: What did she call me?

Alex: Dude, she called you McBitch. (Everyone gets up leaving Derek and Lynn dumbfounded. Meredith walks into the hospital, she can't face her.)

Izzie: (To Meredith.) Wow, you weren't kidding.

Meredith: She's going to eat me alive. Hey George.

George: Yeah?

Meredith: Are you on-call tonight?

George: Yeah, why.

Meredith: Please give me your shift. Please. (She was begging.) Please.

George: I don't know. It will be obvious.

Meredith: Go home sick. Page me. I will pay you.

George: Bailey will kill me.

Meredith: Fine.

Meredith spent the rest of the day dreading going home. It was like she was off to prison. She was tortured in her own house. She wondered what she had gotten herself into. Soon enough it was time to go home. She got in her car, praying that she would get paged back. When she walked in the house, she held her breath.

Derek: Welcome home. (Kisses her.)

Lynn: Yes, welcome to my son's home.

Meredith: It's my home! MINE! It's good to be home. When will dinner be ready?

Derek: About an hour.

Meredith: I have some research to do. Call me when it's ready. (She went to the library.)

Lynn: So, research. That's an original excuse

Meredith: (Looking over her book.) It's not an excuse.

Lynn: You know, I was thinking. Makeup. That's what's missing. You are only plain because you need some color.

Meredith: I'll keep that in mind.

Lynn: He's not serious about you. Has he asked you to marry him?

Meredith: No. (Meredith's pager goes off.)

Lynn: Good.

Meredith: I have to go! (She gets up and runs off.)

Derek: What's going on?

Meredith: I have to go, the hospital paged.

Derek: (With a saddened look.) Oh, I understand.

Meredith: Bye! (She didn't even kiss him.)

Meredith had never been so happy to be on-call in her life. She drove to the hospital with a smile on her face. There wasn't much going on. She checked on some patients, and finally went to bed. She was so happy to be in silence. She woke up bright and cheery in the morning. She met the other interns in the locker room.

Meredith: Thank you George!

George: No problem.

Meredith: Here. (She hands him and envelope.)

George: (Opens it.) You don't have to pay me! I'm your friend.

Meredith: It was so worth it. I won't take no for an answer!

Izzie: Geez, how much is in there?

George: A thousand bucks! Mer!

Meredith: Nope, you keep it. I got a quiet, peaceful nights sleep.

Meredith kept herself busy all day. She talked to Derek in the afternoon. He wen on about how much he missed her. She talked to him, but she was mad. He wasn't standing up for her. John always stood up for her. Derek knew she was mad, but he figured she would get over it. She called him at 7pm and told him she was on-call again. It was a lie, but she couldn't go back there. He was disappointed, but he understood. Meredith Walked over to Joe's. She needed Tequila. She was feeling guilty about not going home.

Joe: What will it be?

Meredith: Tequila, of course. Line 'em up, nice and straight. (She threw the shots back and flipped the glasses.)

Joe: That bad?

Meredith: Oh, yeah! McDreamy's mom is satan.

Joe: That sucks.

Meredith: Yes, it does! (Meredith was getting pretty drunk. She hadn't eaten anything since lunch.) OK, I'm leaving.

Joe: I'll call a cab.

Meredith: That won't be necessary. I'm at the hospital tonight.

Joe: Cutting people open?

Meredith: No! Hiding out.

Joe: Oh...

Meredith made her way back to the hospital. She nonchalantly opened an on-call room, only to see Alex with a nurse. Alex had a look of shock on his face. Meredith gasped. She quickly snuck into another on-call room. She didn't know how she was going to tell Izzie. She was so happy to lay her head on the pillow. She never even realized that Derek had called five times. Meredith was awoke by the flash of a light and a loud voice.

Bailey: What the hell are you doing here?

Meredith: Ah, turn off the light!

Bailey: No, get your ass out of here. You aren't on-call! People need these beds. People are really working here. You can't live here!

Meredith: Just one night.

Bailey: NO! Are you drunk?

Meredith: A little.

Bailey: I'm calling you a cab. Get your ass downstairs! You're off tomorrow.

Meredith: What! NO!

Bailey: Yes!

Meredith went downstairs and got in the cab. Tomorrow was Derek's birthday. She was hoping that she could work. She wanted to be there, just not with Lynn. She gave the cab driver directions to the trailer. She was not going home. The trailer never looked so inviting. She never even took off her shoes, she walked up to the bed and collapsed. Between the alcohol, and the mental stress, she was exhausted. She never even saw the headlights coming up the driveway.

Derek: You have got to be kidding me!

Meredith: (She moaned.) Shh, I'm trying to sleep here.

Derek: I called the hospital. You weren't on call. Are you drunk?

Meredith: Yes. Now turn off the light.

Derek: Why are you here?

Meredith: Because your mother is the queen of all bitches!

Derek: She is not!

Meredith: Whatever, please let me sleep.

Derek: I want to talk about this.

Meredith: Seriously? You have to go all vagina on me?

Derek: We have a problem here.

Meredith: No shit! You can't even stand up for me Derek. She is your freaking mother. I would never do this to you. The things she has said. I can't do this. I'm done. I will not commit to that for the rest of my life! I can't. Life is too goddamn short to waste my time. So either grow some balls, or we are done!

Derek: Meredith-

Meredith: No, Derek. Balls, Derek, balls. I could swear the last time I checked, they were there. Maybe I was wrong.

Derek: Mer- I will fix this. I'm sorry. Mer? Mer?

She passed out. He laid down next to her with a sigh. He could smell the mixture of tequila and lavender. He had to fix it. He couldn't lose her. He was finally going to have to take his mother down. Meredith met too much to lose her.