I'm sorry. I feel really bad. My computer broke, wouldn't even turn on. I got a new one, and I'm back. I promise I won't abandon this fic, so keep reading.

But here it is another update. Finally. Don't forget about the kids. Cristina and Mark have twins, Luke and Isabella and Alez and Izzie have Lily.

Disclaimer: Not mine, not mine, not mine.

As Meredith was putting the lasagna in the oven, she heard the doorbell ring.

"Finn, can you get that?"

He can't hurt me, Cristina and Mark are at the door.

She heard Finn groan loudly from his place on the couch. All day he has been sitting there watching something that sounded oddly like Marth Stewart to Meredith.

"Yeah, Meri." Finn sighed, then added under his breath, "God, she can't do anything around here, can she?"

Meredith heard this, but didn't care, she was too busy thinking of the salad she was tossing and the man she was in love with.

I need to talk to Derek, but how can I make him listen to me? He hates me!

As Meredith tossed the salad and thought about Derek, she didn't hear Cristina, Mark, Luke, Isabella, and Finn walk into the kitchen.

Maybe if I just show up at his house and... Shit! I don't know where he lives!

"Meredith?" Mark was trying to get her attention.

Maybe I can ask Cristina to look it up in the personnel files at the hospital.

"Auntie Mer?" Isabella asked.

No, I can't ask her to do that, maybe I should take it as a sign and just leave him alone...

"Damn it." Cristina said under her breath as she walked over to her friend and physically shook her. She whispered in her ear, "Stop thinking about McDreamy and entertain your freaking guests!"

Meredith swung around and gave her friend a dirty look. She whispered back, "I was not thinking about McDreamy! He doesn't want anything to do with me!"

Cristina looked into her friend's eyes and whispered, "You really think that?" Meredith nodded. "Oh, god, we have something to talk about then."

"Daddy said it's not nice to keep secrets!" Luke chimed in. "He says I should ask anyone what they are talking about when they start whispering!"

Meredith shoot a look of desperation towards Cristina. "How about not, Luke." Cristina asked.

"Okay!" Luke smiled, "But you owe me twenty bucks now!"

Cristina looked up towards her husband who was trying, but failing, to stifle his laugher. "Well, why don't you ask your daddy, I'm all out."

Mark quickly looked up, suddendly thinking it wasn't funny anymore.

After the lasagna came out of the oven, Alex and Izzie arrived with their daughter Lily. Izzie helped Meredith with the rest of the dinner, while Cristina "helped" in her own way.

"So how are you and Finn doing, Meredith?" Izzie asked.

"Well, we're do-"

"Oh, cut the crap, Meredith." Cristina said from her place at the kitchen table. She was there with her beer, watching the two women work. "You and Finny don't belong together. Don't make up lies about how you two are happy." Cristina spat. "Now, what are you gonna do to fix this thing between you and McDreamy?"

"Cristina..." Meredith paused, sighing.

"Meredith, Derek is miserable."

"I can't..." Meredith stopped herself. "Wait, what?" Meredith was unconvinced. "What are you talking about?"

"He's miserable. When you two were 'together' or whatever, he was so happy. He had a huge stupid grin on his face all the time." Cristina paused and looked up at her friend. "Ew, like the one you have on your face right now."

Meredith caught herself and stopped smiling.

"God, I wanted to punch that annoying smile off his face..." Crisinta stopped, daydreaming. "Anyway, he was happy, but now he is miserable. What did you do to him?"

Meredith felt the tears clouding her vision. She was looking down at her hands, they were wringing, and she couldn't seem to stop them. "He, um, he found out." Meredith whispered.

"How?" Izzie asked.

"Um, Finn called and I asked Derek to answer. I thought it was you, Iz, but it was him. Next thing I know, Derek is yelling and crying, and I'm crying, and he just left." Meredith stopped to wipe the tears from her eyes. "But anyway, he was so mad, Cristina, he wouldn't want to talk to me."

"Ugh, you never listen to me." Cristina walked to the door of the kitchen and yelled, "Mark, get your ass in here! I need you for something!"

"No!"

"Marcus Jacob Sloan! Now!" Cristina yelled.

"Damn." Izzie muttered.

"Wow." Meredith whispered.

"Damn straight." Cristina said. "He knows he's in trouble. Just watch."

"Hi honey." Mark said, accompanied with a kiss on the cheek, to Cristina as he entered the kitchen. "What can I do for you?"

"Never embarrass me in front of my friends again."

"Okay, dear, anything else?"

"Never make me use your full name again."

"Okay." Mark's shoulders slumped slightly.

"One more thing." Cristina smiled. "Give me fifty bucks."

Mark quickly took his wallet out of his back pocket and deposited the bill in his wife's hand.

"Good boy."

Mark started to leave, when Cristina asked him, casually, "Hey, Mark?"

"Yeah?"

"You know Dr. Shepherd?"

"Head of neuro?"

"Yeah."

"Yeah, he's that guy whose always moping around the hallways. He always looks like someone just ran over his dog. Shit, man, that guy needs to grow a pair, get laid, and stop acting like a little girl."

Meredith looked down, baffled at Mark's response. Cristina saw Meredith's reaction to her husband's remark and said, "Thank you Mark, you can go now."

When Mark left, Meredith looked up with tears in her eyes.

"You were telling the truth."

Cristina sighed, "Meredith, he needs you."

"And then I said, your dog swallowed a lightbulb!" Finn yelled at the top of his lungs. The couples and children were all at the dinner table enjoying, or trying to, the meal Meredith and Izze put together. Finn had a little too much to drink, and in his impaired state, he thought it would be funny to tell some "amusing" stories from the vet's office. Of course, being a vet is a dull and lifeless job, so none of his jokes were funny. So, no one was laughing.

"Ha, that's very funny Finn. I wish we could stay longer, and... and um, hear more jokes, but Izzie and I have to take Lily to a, um, dance recital tomorrow morning." Alex said as him and his family stood up as quickly as they could.

"Uhh, yeah, Cristina and I should get going too. She has an early shift tomorrow." Mark said quickly.

Meredith stood up and said under her breath, "Lucky bastards." She walked over to the door with Luke and said her goodbyes to her friends. The whole time her friends were putting their coats, giving hugs, and walking out the door, Meredith could feel Finn's presence beside her. Right beside her. He was practically on top of her.

What the hell is this? Shit, he's so fucking close, he might as well just jump into my arms.

When the last of their guests departed the couple stood at the door for a few seconds longer. Meredith felt Finn's hand slip into hers. She looked down at their interlocking fingers, then looked up to his face. He wore a goofy, drunk grin, and lust in his eyes. He leaned forward and kissed Meredith, hard and sloppy. She moved her head back, in an attempt to stop the kiss.

Oh, shit, he is so drunk! You have to stop this!

"Meri..." Finn muttered out, "I want you."

No, no, no... This can't happen .

"Um, what?" Meredith said, "I thought you, uh, wanted to, um, wait?"

"I can't Merrth, Mereith, Meredith! Why is your name so hard? Anywho, I just can't wait anymore. Come here." He demanded. If she didn't want bruises in the morning, she knew she had to do what he wanted. She stepped into his embrace. She cringed as he put his put his arms around her. She smelt the strong scent of alcohol on his breath.

"Tell me you want this." Finn required. "Tell me that if we... Tell me that if I were to...Just tell me you want this!"

Meredith felt the tears well up in her eyes, for the second time that day, for two totally different things. When she didn't answer right away, he shook her violently. She looked up at him, but she didn't hear his voice. Derek's voice came booming into her head.

"Well, this sounds like the beginning of a great relationship."

"If you want to talk about it, you know you can trust me, right?"

"Because, Mer, I care about you. I want to see you happy."

"I love you."

The tears streamed down her face. She didn't have a choice. She didn't want to get beat up, but she didn't want to have sex with this man she didn't love. She wanted to be in Derek's arms, instead of Finn's. She didn't answer her boyfriend, just leaned in and kissed him back, thinking of Derek the whole time. Finn picked her up, and walked to the bedroom. He threw her on the bed, not caring if he hurt her, just of getting the task done. He assaulted her with his touch. She kept her eyes fixed on the ceiling the whole time, crying silent tears for the man she loves. She felt Finn rip her clothes off, violently. She suddendly felt a surge of anger, sadness, guilt, and numbness. She didn't want this. "No!" she heard herself yell out.

"No?" Finn asked angerly, "No?! Fucking bitch, you'll take this, and you'll enjoy it!" Finn answered, accompanied with a punch to her right eye.

She stopped fighting it and just lay there, tears rolling down onto the pillow Derek made his own. She turned her head to the side, and reveled in Derek's scent. Meredith felt Finn collapse beside her, telling her that he was done. She moved her body to the edge of the bed, as far away from him as possible. She felt him right beside her, whispering in her ear.

"You tell no one of this."

Okay, that chapter was sad. I hate writing sad. So, please review, tell me what you think, if anyone is still reading.

Thanks,

Mary