Title: One Hell Of A Racket
Authors: Sara And Lizzie
Rating: T for language, mild sex
Disclaimer: we don't own grey's anatomy, or any anatomies but our own at that.
Summary: Sequel to Sound And Fury. Mark and Addison come back to Seattle, and chaos ensues. Forget the internship- there's sex, lies, jealousy and procreation to deal with it.
Author's Note: We couldn't let go of Sound, so we decided to write a sequel. Review.
This is sort of like a filler chapter, but we needed something to set up our big plot. So, bear with us. May be some later angst, but it will all work out in the end.
"He got the job." Meredith said, sitting in Derek's trailer later that night.
"He got the job." Derek repeated.
"I had fun tonight." Meredith said. "I think Addison and I are friends."
"But…?" Derek questioned, knowing there was something else she wasn't saying.
"Are we two colliding storm fronts? You and me, Addison and Mark?"
Derek smiled. "You're stealing my metaphors." She smiled, but he could tell she was serious. "Let's make a promise." He said. "I promise you that you will never have anything to worry about in regards to Addison and me, if you promise never to touch Mark, and never to discuss our sex life with my ex wife again."
Meredith laughed. "Deal." She said, kissing him to seal it.
"Deal?" Derek questioned. "Because I solemnly swear and promise."
"I solemnly swear and promise too." She said. He pulled her down in the bed, and pulled the covers over them, and pulled her close to him.
"Mer, I need to ask you something…."
"I got the job." Mark said in disbelief.
Addison pulled the sheet over them, and smiled. "You got the job. That was a celebration."
Mark skimmed his eyes over the sheet covering her naked body and smirked. "I always liked to pay homage to my victories."
She rolled her eyes and kissed him. "That was nice," she said. "At Joe's. I think Meredith and I are friends."
Mark chuckled. "Derek's going to ask her to move in with him."
Addison wrinkled her nose. "Into the trailer?"
Mark shrugged. "Apparently, the trailer. Or they'll build on the land occupied by the trailer. Or…"
Addison rolled her eyes again. "Point taken." She said. "But that's her mother's house…."
"Ask me what?" she said, rolling over so she was facing him. He hesitated and she grinned. "It better not be for a threesome."
He laughed, and kissed her nose. "I think you're just about all I can handle in that department."
"Well, what then?"
"I've been thinking a lot lately, about you and me and about us, you know, living together."
"Living together." She repeated slowly, as if it were a foreign concept. "Living together. I like the sound of it." She told him. "But do you really want to live with George and Izzie?"
"Well, no. That's why I was thinking, maybe you could move in here. We don't have to live in the trailer. I've got land. Lots of land, and we could build something or…" he trailed off.
"That's…." she started. She swallowed hard. "That's my mom's house, Derek."
"I know, Mer, but-"
"She's dying."
"What?"
"She's dying. Esophagus cancer. Six months tops."
"When did you find out?"
"A few days ago."
"And you didn't tell me?"
"I needed to come to terms with it."
"Does Richard know?"
He felt her shake her head. "Mer?" he asked. She didn't say anything, but the shaking of her body and the wetness on her cheeks let him know that she was crying. He tightened his arms around her, protectively.
She woke up the next day in a tangle of sheets and Derek. She smiled, glad she had finally told him. "Thank you." She whispered. "For not, you know…"
Derek nodded and kissed her forehead. "I know."
"I love you." She told him, climbing out of his bed and into his shower. He smiled at what his life had become. There was a knock on the door of his trailer. He swung open the door in his boxers and an old t-shirt.
"Mark." He said, in a tone that conveyed not a lot of enthusiasm.
"Hey." Mark said nonchalantly, like the last few years had just never happened. "Look, Addison's not working today. She dropped me off. She's overseeing the apartment proceedings."
"And?" Derek demanded.
"And I need a ride." He said. Meredith appeared behind them, wearing a turtleneck and her underwear.
"Mark!" she said, waving.
"Hey Mer." He said. She furrowed her brow at him, questioningly. "I need a ride." He said, by way of explanation. "Addison has the car. It's my first day…" he trailed off.
Meredith nudged Derek. "I'm going to go put pants on. And make coffee." She said, sashaying away from the two ex best friends.
Derek grudgingly stepped aside to let Mark into the trailer. "Don't call her Mer." He muttered.
He stomped into the bed room and started dressing. "What the hell was that?"
"What, the underwear?"
"Yes, the underwear. And the Mark." He said, imitating her. "And the hey Mer. What was all of that?"
"We're friends. George sees me in my underwear and calls me Mer."
"You slept with George."
"Bad example. So does Alex. Relax, Derek. You have nothing to worry about. I promised." She sailed over to the makeshift kitchen and put on a pot of coffee.
Twenty minutes later, Derek and Meredith were in the front seat of Derek's car, with Mark in the back. All three of them were holding travel mugs full of coffee.
"Well this is cozy." Mark said from the back seat.
Meredith smiled, but Derek ignored him. "I've a craniotomy today. You in?"
"Of course I'm in. Won't Bailey be pissed?"
"Burke is letting Cristina scrub in on his triple bypass, George is with Chief, and I'm sure Karev will be falling over Mark."
Meredith laughed. "At least Cristina will be happy."
"Are you guys declaring specialties yet?" Mark asked.
"Neuro." Meredith replied. "Cristina and George are cardio, Izzie's going peds, with another specialty in late childhood to adolescence and Alex is plastics."
"Ambitious crew." Mark remarked. "Neuro, Grey?"
"Neuro." She replied smiling at Derek.
"You guys are kind of too cute for my stomach before coffee, you know that?" Mark said.
Meredith rolled her eyes. "Drink up Sloan."
Derek had to smile. "Meredith and I were talking about moving in together last night. Have you decided what you want to do?" he asked her.
"I want you to move in with me." She said.
Silence. "I was sort of thinking the other way around. You know, not with George and Izzie."
"I can't leave my mother's house." Was all she said.
Derek let it go.
Meredith knocked on the chief's door. "Patricia?" she asked. "I need to tell him something."
"Of course, Dr. Grey." She said, indicating that the intern could go right ahead.
"Dr. Webber." She said, walking into his office and closing the door behind her.
"Meredith." He said. "How's your mother?"
"That's why I'm here. Have you seen her lately?"
"Not in the last few weeks."
"You should go. Soon. She, um, she…." Meredith trailed off. "She has esophagus cancer."
"Oh God." Dr. Webber said, his face paling. "How long?"
"Six months."
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