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.
The plot thickens. Coming up: a MerDer fight when he compares her to Addison, an AddieMark fight, chaos, more sex, etc.
Meredith was sitting next to Derek, across from Addison and Mark. It was three days after the big move in question, which had not been resolved, two days after Addison and Mark both started at Seattle Grace, and four days since Meredith and Derek had sex.
Meredith was very much focused on the four days since sex. She knew the moving in together conversation was anything but over, she for now, she chose to ignore it.
Addison sighed. She and Meredith had been getting along so well. But this was just too weird. She loved Mark. She was sure of that. But she still had so many open ended questions and open wounds when it came to Derek. It was so hard to see him, flirting with, and with his hands all over, his ex-dirty mistress.
She watched while Meredith reached over, plucked the pen from the pocket of his lab coat, and wrote something on a napkin.
Derek read it. 'Guess what I'd rather be doing right now?' It said. He raised his eyebrows at her.
'You.' She wrote on the napkin, a mischievous glint in her eyes.
He cleared his throat. "Oh, Mer, that's right." He said. "You wanted to take a look at those x-rays."
She nodded enthusiastically. "I did. The x-rays."
"I've still got time now, if you want to go over them."
Meredith grinned. "Sounds good. Mark, Addison. See you soon."
And off they went, hand in hand, giggling to each other. Addison raised her eyebrows at Mark and the two of them shared a private laugh of their own.
After finishing his lunch with Addison, and fending off questions from Dr. Karev who asked him a million annoying questions, he set out to find Derek. Partially because he needed a neuro consult, and partially because if he made the effort, they might be friends again.
And God knows, he could use a few friends. "Seen Shep?" he asked the shorter, stuttering, male intern, who's name he couldn't place.
The intern nodded. "He slipped into one of the on call rooms in the wing." He said. Mark smiled, said thank you and set off. Traditionally, he didn't like interns, but he had a soft spot for Meredith Grey, and her friends didn't seem too bad.
And Addison had told him to stop being such an asshole to everyone, and he was determined to try.
Mark knocked on the door of the first on call room he came across. There was scuffling on the other side and he heard something that sounded a lot like a moan.
He crossed his arms over his perfectly sculpted chest and chuckled to himself. Meredith opened the door, pulling her scrub top over her head. Her hair was tousled and her cheeks were red.
"Seriously?" she asked him. "I was just about to-"
He covered his ears. "No details, please."
She yanked his right arm down. "I haven't had sex in four days!" she hissed.
"I need a neuro consult, Grey." He said. "Patient trumps orgasms."
She rolled her eyes. "If you would have waited thirty seconds, we wouldn't need to have this particular conversation." She made a face at him and shut the door.
"Mark needs a neruo consult." She told Derek. His jaw dropped a little.
"But I was just about to…" He trailed off. She nodded empathetically.
"Me too."
Derek smiled. "I could tell." He looked her up and down. "You know, we both get off at seven tonight." He arched an eyebrow at her.
"Meet you at the car?"
"Don't be late, Grey." He teased. She watched the clock for the rest of the day.
As soon as they reached the Grey (Stevens and O'Malley) residence, Meredith jumped in the shower. Derek tugged his clothes off and entered the bathroom.
Meredith opened the shower curtain. "Hey you." She said. "Getting in."
"Well, I could." Derek said, flashing her a grin and stepping over the edge of the shower. Meredith pulled him to her before he was even wet. There was no need for words. They were superfluous compared to lips, fingers, breath and skins.
Derek pushed her up against the wall, hard and fast, with no grace or poetry about it. She knew he loved her. There was no need for poetry now.
Meredith hooked her legs around him, and he steadied her. It was all soft groans and running water, and the frantic motion of their bodies. She didn't have a lower half anymore, because he had replaced it with his own.
Her nails raked his back as she arched her back, pushing her shoulder blades into the wall of the shower. His lips were grazing her breasts and then, suddenly, there was a sharp knock at the door.
"Hey Mer?" came Izzie's cheery voice. Ah, coitus inturruptus part two, starring Isobel Stevens. "Is Derek here?"
Meredith slumped and detached from Derek. "Cause, Alex is here, and George has Callie here, and Joe's closed early for Walter's birthday, so Preston and Cristina are here…."
"Burke is here?" Derek hissed in here.
"And I kind of also um, invited Mark and Addison."
"Addison's here." Meredith responded, literally banging her head backwards into the shower wall.
"Coming." She responded to Izzie.
"I was." Derek muttered.
Meredith left the living room for the kitchen. She had to admit, it was nice, all of them, sitting around, drinking, eating, talking. A group of friends having fun, not a group of tense doctors comparing God complexes. They talked about work, but in a fun way. It was good to hear everyone laugh.
Mark sauntered in and raised his eyebrows, twisting his face into an inquisitive look. "Get your orgasm yet?" he asked.
Meredith glared at him. "No."
"I can tell. Derek is shooting you intense glances."
"Very perceptive, doc." She said dryly.
"Derek!" Mark bellowed in the direction of the living room. "I need you to look at an x-ray."
Several seconds later, Derek ambled in, looking at his girlfriend and his sly looking best friend. "What?" he asked.
Mark clapped his hand on Derek's shoulder. "You haven't had sex in four days? Take the window. Go outside. Keep it down." Derek looked at Meredith, then back at Mark. He caught Meredith's eyes again, and they both headed for the backdoor.
'Thank you.' Derek mouthed at his old friend.
Derek kissed her as soon as Mark shut the door behind them. And it was a good kiss. A really good one. He slid one hand up her shirt and expertly undid the buttons on her jeans as he pushed her towards the outside wall of her house.
She pulled the zipper down on his own jeans and wrapped her legs around him again.
Inside, no one really noticed they were missing a couple. Burke was shaking his head, near tears from laughter, and even Cristina looked happy. George looked over at Callie, and she looked at home.
Addison felt the vibration of her cell phone against her leg. She pulled it out and saw the number was coming from Richard's office line. "I should take this." She said, getting up and walking toward the kitchen.
Meredith gripped Derek's shoulders. "Derek." She whispered urgently, trying hard to remember how to breathe. "I'm gonna…" she couldn't finish, biting her lip to keep from screaming.
The gasp from Derek and the urgent thrusting of his hips let her know he was right there with her.
"Fuck." She whispered, knowing she was not going to be able to stay quiet.
"Hello?" came a very unexpected voice. The couple both looked over at the same time the red head on the cell phone did. "Jesus Christ!" Addison exclaimed. "Richard, I'll call you back."
Meredith and Derek disentangled, and moved, facing the ex-wife standing five feet apart. Zippers pulled up and buttons were buttoned. Meredith reached up the back of her shirt and re-hooked her bra.
"Um, sorry?" Addison offered. "It was Richard. On the phone. I couldn't hear. In the kitchen. I thought I'd just pop outsex. Outside. Jesus Christ." She stared at them still. "Okay. I'm going back inside now."
When she disappeared inside the door, Derek turned to Meredith. "See? This is why we need to live by ourselves. Think about it Mer, you and me, all alone. It would be just the two of us. No more locked doors, sleepless roommates, or, surgical family gatherings." She bit her lip. "No more mercilessly interrupted sex."
"I was just about to…"
"Me too. Again."
She sighed. "I see your point Derek. And it's not that I don't want to live with you, because I do. I love you. But I can't leave my mother's house. Not now. And I can't just kick George and Izzie out."
"Meredith, come on. Be rational. We're adults. We have something serious. This is going somewhere. We need to take steps."
"I know. I really know. And I want to. It's not about not wanting to. It's my mother's house."
"And staying in it is not going to stop her from dying." Derek said without thinking.
Meredith looked up at him quickly, and the hurt in her eyes made him wish he hadn't said that. "I know that. I just…"
"You just thought that." He said, more gently this time.
"Derek…"
"Meredith, if you don't want to make this kind of commitment…"
"Don't make this about something it's not!"
"What am I supposed to think?"
"Derek," she said sidling up to him. "We don't have to do this now. We could, you know, just, uh, finish what we started. I don't think Addison is going to come back out here."
"Is that all this is to you?" He asked, eyes flashing. "Sex and playing house?"
"Derek, stop it! Of course not! You know that. Why are you picking a fight with me about this?"
He didn't answer, he just stalked back into the house, and slammed the door behind him.
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