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A/N: O.K. Here is Chapter 6 of "The New Girl", and the 2nd part of "The Hangover Saga" woohoo. I triede to make a mix of comedy and drama in this one, so I hope you like! Also, thanks to Freaky from the Grey's Anatomy Fanfic Forum, I have my banner!!!! Seeing as I don't know how to make links because I am technology retarded, you guys can go to the photobucket site, type in broadwayfreak808, and it's right there! The first two pictures! It's really great, so you guys check it out, okay? Okay, I gotta stop typing now. Please, tell me what you think! I need to get feedback so I can be inspired haha. Thanks to all those reviewers, you guys rock!
Chapter 6: The Hangover Saga: School Night Party
"I'm not saying she's a bad influence for you, George. I'm saying she's a bad influence period." Izzie whispered to George as the 8 athletes walked along Madison Avenue from Serafina's to the grand New York Palace Hotel, also called "Alex's Place". Izzie was walking with George, arguing about Callie once again, Cristina and Callie were talking soccer, Alex and Mark were lighting up (their dessert) and Meredith and Derek were bunched together in the back of the line, flirting. Mark kept glancing back and forth at them, causing Derek to glare at him.
"Why is he hovering?" Derek muttered as his grip tightened on Meredith's waist. Ever since they exited the warm and cozy pizzeria and into the chilly New York evening, Derek's excuse for "feeling her up" was because she was tiny and cold.
"He's not hovering. He's making sure we're okay. And stop feeling me up." Meredith complained, but Derek never took his hand off her waist.
"He's making sure we don't do it right here on the sidewalk. He has a thing for you." Derek said bitterly.
"What are you, jealous?" Meredith asked, smirking.
"I don't get jealous." he replied. Meredith giggled as they all turned a corner.
"He's just poison. Pure poison." Derek stated. Meredith rolled her eyes at him.
"Give him a break, Derek. He was all high." Mark turned around and smiled at Meredith. Meredith winked at him. Derek took his hand from her waist, then held on to her hand.
"I don't get jealous." he repeated.
"Dude, your joint is running out, you better smoke up," Alex commented, blowing some smoke rings out. Mark turned back from staring at Derek and Meredith and focused on his joint.
"He gets everything. Addison, the grades, the hair, the captain position on the Lacrosse team, everything. And now, he has Meredith." Mark grumbled.
"Yeah, she's hot. He just got there first." Alex said, taking another puff. Mark sighed deeply before following suit with his own piece. He slowly blew out a ring and stared at Izzie Stevens' ass.
"I should start going there first." he said. Alex just nodded and softly kicked Izzie's butt.
"Wanna have sex when we get there?" he asked loudly. Izzie gasped and George stopped walking to glare at him.
"Alex!" she turned around and hit him, blushing.
"I'm just saying. It's a party. Things happen. If you don't want to, anyone else up for it?" he asked, wiggling his eyebrows at Callie and Cristina.
"I can go for a threesome, Yang." he added. Cristina smiled and walked up to him. She got close to his face.
"Bite me." she whispered, her face inches from his.
"Love to." he whispered back. She hit his forehead before walking back to Callie and continuing the walk.
"What a whore." Callie said. Cristina shook her head.
"He just wants attention. No one should give him any, it boosts his ego." Cristina replied. Callie looked at her friend. She and Cristina have developed an unspoken bond through the years they've known each other. Ever since Cristina joined the girls' soccer team in Freshman year, Cristina and Callie have been the team partners. They always worked well together. Which is one of the main reasons Izzie hated Callie.
"She's stealing all my friends!" Izzie whined at one time. Cristina, despite what others may say, is very loyal to Izzie, so she and Callie never hung out. When something is bothering Cristina, Callie somehow always knew and they would talk it out. Callie was Cristina's shoulder to cry on when Cristina reached a milestone in her life the year before. As the gang entered the lobby of the New York Palace Hotel, Callie and Cristina sat on the nearby couch while Alex, Izzie and George headed for the back kitchen to steal some food and alcohol.
"So. I hear he's back. Gossip Girl gets the news fast," Callie said, pulling out her Sidekick 3. Cristina looked down.
"Yeah. I've been ignoring Shepherd since I found out." Callie glanced at the new golden couple, Meredith and Derek, who stayed back and was now huddled into a corner, once again.
"You gonna tell Mer? She'd understand why you can never be friends with Shepherd." Cristina scoffed.
"Meredith is bright and shiny. If she found out what happened between the Rubensteins and the Burkes last year, she'll drop Shepherd just like that. And Shepherd's never smiled like that since forever." Cristina said, also glancing at them.
"Not even with Addie. What is it about her that has all of the guys freaking out?" Callie asked, this time, glancing at Mark, who also stayed in the lobby, now looking out the window, trying not to look at Derek and Meredith. She tried to look away quickly, but Cristina caught it.
"You should tell George about McSteamy. He'll want to know." Cristina told her. Callie and Mark were the "secret friends with benefits". Whenever they were both lonely, they would meet up and do the dirty. No one knew except Cristina, of course. Callie sighed, turning back to Cristina.
"I can't. George and I aren't doing very good already because of Tinkerbell. Why does she hate me so much?" Cristina smirked.
"She hasn't realized that she's been in love with Bambi since 2nd grade. Did you know that she gave Olivia that black eye Junior year because of George? She so loves him." Cristina gossiped.
"They're extremely close." Callie observed.
"Ha. George was her first time, you didn't know that?" Callie gaped at Cristina.
"What?!" Cristina mouthed for Callie to shut up when Izzie, George and Alex made their way to them, followed by some of the kitchen staff. Izzie was stamping to them, obviously pissed at George, who was scowling. Alex was too busy flirting with one of the kitchen cooks to care.
"Okay Callie, you can have him again. I'm done. Cris, let's go take Mer away from Derek and stop by the girls' room." Izzie said, pulling Cristina away before she can answer. Callie rolled her eyes as Izzie did the same thing to Meredith. Meredith pointed to Callie, but Izzie shook her head and kept dragging her to the public restrooms. Mark walked up to her.
"Alex has three rooms in his suite. Wanna use one later?" Mark whispered to her. George and Derek were now sitting on another couch, talking about Lacrosse.
"You and Shepherd aren't planning to mark your territories on Grey upstairs?" Callie asked.
"Nope. She's doing Shepherd tonight. I don't have a chance." he said. Callie snorted.
"Meredith's like Mother Superior. She's not gonna sleep with him." she said.
"Well, there you go. You know how good it is with us, don't deny it." he whispered to her huskily. Callie turned away.
"Stop it, Sloane. We can't."
"What if I tell you I love you?" Mark blurted out.
"What?" Mark and Callie stared at each other.
"No you don't." Callie told him. Mark sighed.
"No I don't." she raised an eyebrow at him, waiting for a response.
"What if I say… I lust you?" Callie giggled and rolled her eyes.
"You're a waste of time." It was Mark's turn to raise an eyebrow.
"Obviously, I am your waste of time." Callie was about to retort, but was interrupted by Alex clearing his throat.
"As much as I wanna wait and fantasize about the girls in the restroom, I'd like to start the game so I can win. Shall we go up there?" Callie and Mark nodded while Derek and George stood up from their seats.
"Shouldn't we wait for the girls?" Derek asked.
"Dude, they're chicks. They have to gossip about how stupid we are. That'll take a while, especially if they're talking about you." Alex said, making his way to the elevators. Callie and Mark followed, glancing at each other quickly before looking away.
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"So, you and Derek?" Izzie asked as Meredith exited the bathroom stall. She looked back and forth at Cristina and Izzie, who were both sitting on the large Victorian style sink, staring at her.
"You guys lied about using the restroom?" Meredith asked, turning the faucet on and washing her hands.
"Whatever, Mer. Spill." Cristina said.
"Derek and I are talking. We have to… reach a compromise, I guess." Cristina looked down. Izzie put her arm around her. Meredith noticed the exchange and looked at her friends curiously.
"What's up?" she asked, sitting next to them on the sink.
"I gotta tell you something about Shepherd. And his best friend, Burke. Preston Burke." Cristina said.
"Go on," Meredith told her. Cristina took a deep breath before speaking.
"Burke and I were…. Together. For a while, we were together. We kept it a secret. Only a few people knew, Derek Shepherd included. Sophomore year, I got pregnant. And, I told Burke. He was surprised, shock, but happy. I didn't feel the same about it. So, I talked to Katherine Shepherd, Derek's older sister who has a clinic in Boston. She was gonna help me abort the baby." Meredith gasped softly and Cristina's eyes started to well up with tears. Meredith put her hand on Cristina's arm.
"Shepherd found out because he was visiting her for the weekend that I did it. I begged him not to say anything. I went back to New York after the abortion and Shepherd was a wreck. He had just found out that Sloane and Montgomery were sleeping together behind his back and now his best friend's girlfriend just killed his baby. He and Burke had a fight, and Burke found out. He and Shepherd didn't talk for the rest of the year. Soon, Burke's mom found out, and so did my parents, and now they're at war. At Junior Prom last year, I went with Mark Sloane and Burke freaked out. He tried to kill himself." Cristina, Izzie and Meredith just sat there as Cristina ended her story and started to cry.
"Shepherd hates me for ruining his relationship with Burke and for making him turn his back on his best friend. And he blames me for Burke's suicide." Meredith shook her head.
"Why'd you do it, Cris?" Cristina sighed.
"I wasn't ready to be a mom. You know how embarrassed my mother would be if she found out that her soccer star daughter is having a baby with Jane Burke's son? Jane and my mom hate each other. She would've hated me so much. Actually, she would've thought that sleeping with Burke was a really horrible choice of rebellion." Cristina laughed bitterly as she wiped the tears away.
"Cris…" Meredith started to say, but Cristina held up her hands.
"It's okay, Meredith. I'm not stopping you. If you want to date him, it's fine. I just… Shepherd and I can never be friends or anything close to resembling it." Meredith put her head on Cristina's shoulder and Izzie did the same to Meredith. They just sat there for a few minutes, neither Izzie nor Meredith having nothing to say to comfort Cristina. After a moment, Izzie decided to break the silence.
"I love George." Izzie whispered.
"We know." Meredith and Cristina said simultaneously. Izzie groaned and slapped herself in the face.
"God, I'm so dumb! Why couldn't I just grow up and tell him?!" Meredith giggled.
"Because you're not grown up yet." she said. Cristina leaned back onto the mirror and closed her eyes. Izzie copied Cristina and sighed.
"He really likes Callie." she muttered.
"We know." Cristina and Meredith repeated. Izzie and Cristina stared at Meredith, waiting for her to tell them something. She looked back at them, then copied their stance against the mirror.
"I'm beginning to think that I've made a mistake moving here." Meredith confessed. The two girls squinted their eyes at her.
"What're you talking about? You're a great addition to our gang." Izzie argued. Meredith shook her head.
"I came here so I can rebuild my relationship with my Mom. And today, I found out that she's still that surgical junkie I've always hated when I was younger. I took the spotlight from my sister unintentionally, the most perfect guy in Manhattan is in love with me, and my sister Molly hates me." Izzie and Cristina gaped at Meredith.
"I know, my life sucks." Meredith muttered, closing her eyes.
"Why does your sister hate you?" Cristina questioned. It was Meredith's turn to take a deep breath.
"She… tried to kill herself too." Cristina put her hand on Meredith's right hand, and Izzie put her hand on Meredith's left.
"She's in rehab now. She was sort of sucked into the wrong crowd. God, she's in 8th grade! How crazy, right?" Meredith tried to hide the tears, but to no avail as the salty water could not hold itself in her rich blue eyes.
"What happened?" Izzie asked softly.
"She was caught robbing a liquor store with some boys in Olympia. My parents did damage control, but the boys went to jail. She just did some counseling. But when the boys got bailed out, they started stalking her, bribing her, threatening to kill her. She couldn't handle it, so she cut her wrists on my birthday." The girls sighed.
"I think you needed a change from all that Meredith. You needed to get away. And this is a good change." Izzie reassured her. Meredith nodded and squeezed Izzie and Cristina's hands.
"I like change." Cristina and Izzie jumped off the sink, still holding onto Meredith's hands.
"We're glad you're here. Even if you are taking all the boys away." Cristina said, making Meredith smile.
"Let's go get drunk." Izzie announced, wiping the tears that found its way out of her brown eyes.
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"Ah, finally! What took you girls so long?" Alex asked, pointing an empty Chardonnay bottle at Izzie, Meredith and Cristina, who entered looking nothing like the emotional, weepy girls a few minutes earlier.
"There was an orgy on the 10th floor. We had to make an appearance." Cristina said, sitting in between Callie and Mark. Derek's eyes widened.
"She's kidding, Mcdreamy." Izzie said, sitting next to George, who was lying on the pull out couch, playing with a glass of tequila.
"Who's winning?" Meredith asked, sitting on the bed, where Alex was lying, far away from Derek. Alex hiccupped. She tried to ignore Derek's gaze.
"Callie. And it was her against me, George and Mark! How can that happen?! Wanna have sex?" Alex slurred, hugging Meredith.
"No thank you. I need to talk to Derek." Meredith said, shrugging off of Alex's grasp and walking up to Derek who was sitting at the bar.
"We gotta talk." she said, before pulling him up and leading him to the connecting room. She shut the door with a slam, causing Alex to clutch his head to him.
"Stop screaming!" he exclaimed. Cristina took another tequila bottle from the bar and took a long swig.
"Anyone sober enough to play strip poker?" she asked.
"You don't need to be sober for that, Yang. Bring it." Alex challenged. As the 6 friends gathered into a circle, there was a knock on the door. Izzie got up and opened it. Standing outside was Preston Burke… with a very drunk Addison Montgomery. Izzie stared at them as Preston adjusted Addison's position in his arms.
"Are you gonna let me in, Stevens?" he asked.
"Oh. Yeah. Sure." she said, stepping aside.
"Hey, it's Barbie!!" Addison shouted as Preston set her on the bed. She quickly got up, but froze and squinted her eyes.
"Too fast." she muttered. She turned and saw Preston standing by the door, looking up at the ceiling. Then, she looked down at the 6 individuals on the floor, and Alex Karev shuffling some cards.
"OOOH! I wanna play!" Addison slurred, before leaning over to Izzie and sitting on her lap.
"Whoa, drunky. Sit over there," Izzie said, pushing Addison aside.
"What're we playing?" Izzie covered her nose as Addison's alcohol breath infiltrated the room.
"Strip poker," Cristina said, taking another swig from the tequila bottle. Addison snatched it away and drank up.
"I love strip poker!!" the gang looked at the very drunk Addison in amazement. The Senior redhead was always so prim and proper at school and at social events that this new side of her gave them some enjoyment.
"Addie, you gotta stop drinking. Pres, get her some tea or something." Mark said, trying to snatch the bottle from Addison, who was not relenting. Preston looked at Cristina, who continued to look down at her cards. Then, he nodded and left the room. Alex stared after him, then turned to the rest of the group.
"What the hell happened in Africa?" Everyone but Cristina laughed. She put down her cards and stood up.
"I'll go help him." Cristina said, heading to the door.
"Cris--" Izzie started to say, but Cristina slammed the door shut.
"Hold the door!" Cristina shouted as the elevator door going down started to close. She snuck inside before the door completely closed. She turned around and met face-to-face with Preston Burke.
"Hi." Preston stared at her, and she stared back. They just stared at each other for a while, the only sound coming from the elevator buzzer.
"So, how are you?" she asked. He didn't answer. She sighed.
"Burke, you have to talk."
"I don't want to talk. Not to you. I never want to talk to you, ever." he replied acidly. Cristina looked away and stared at the numbers on the elevator.
"I'm sorry. For the baby, the parents, rehab. I'm so sorry." Cristina said, pain evident in her voice.
"I know. But sorry doesn't fix anything." he told her. Cristina nodded curtly, understanding. So they were definitely not good. The doorbell buzzed, indicating that they were in the lobby. Preston quickly got out of the elevator, but Cristina stayed. She pressed the button for the Penthouse a few times as the elevator door closed. As the elevator started going up, Cristina let the tears fall.
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Derek and Meredith sat across from each other on the second bedroom of Alex's Penthouse Suite. They've been staring each other for the past 15 minutes, neither knowing what to say each other.
"You were flirting." Derek whispered.
"I like to flirt. I'm a flirty person. It's part of my charm." Meredith said. Derek's eyes twinkled in amusement.
"Should I be worried?" he asked, raising an eyebrow. Meredith on the other hand, had no hint of amusement in her face. Pure pain and regret for what she's about to do next filled her features.
"You shouldn't… You shouldn't do anything that concerns me." Derek's amusement turned into confusion.
"Meredith. What are you talking about?" Meredith broke her gaze from Derek and lay down on the king sized bed.
"There's many reasons for why we can't be together, Derek. One, Addison is still in love with you. Two, our worlds are so different. I'm a soccer playing, west coast, plain girl, and you're… you. And three, I know about what happened with Cristina and Preston Burke. And you." Derek sighed and copied her stance. He took her hand.
"You're a very loyal friend." he said softly, running his fingers through her small, ineffectual fist.
"Something else you should know about me." Meredith said.
"Makes me want to get to know you even more." Derek told her. Meredith sighed and took her hand away from his. She turned to her left side and faced him. He did the same. They lay there, on the very romantic, dimly lit room, staring at each other. There were many things that they wanted to say to each other, but nothing came out. Meredith ran her fingers through the side of Derek's face.
"I could love you…." she said, leaning closer. He did the same. When their faces were inches from each other, Derek breathed her in.
"But it's not meant to be." she whispered. Derek closed his eyes. Then, Meredith did something unexpected, something she never wanted to do when she thought about this conversation in her head. She kissed him. When their lips met, it was like fireworks. Derek clutched the back of her head and kissed her back deeply. Their hands met in the air as their lips, tongues and teeth clashed together in swift motions. Meredith turned them over so she was on top of him. They pulled apart for a moment and stared at each other. His hands moved from her fingers to the bottom of her top.
"I'm sorry, Derek." Meredith whispered, unbuttoning his polo shirt. Derek smiled weakly.
"Me too." he said, before kissing her again. When they pulled away again, Derek pulled her top over her head. Derek took her face in his hands kissed her softly on the forehead, nose, lips, then down her body. Meredith smiled in content and sunk her fingers into his hair. I guess I'll be happy for a little while, she thought as Derek's fingers found their way to the button of her pants.
A/N: Okay, so, Mer/Der stuff. Let's face it, Mer/Der is the couple of the century, whether they be bright and shiny, dark and twisty or dull and lifeless. They just are. That doesn't mean their relationship is gonna be smooth sailing though! Stay tuned, more pairings/love triangles/love rhombus coming up! As always, reviews inspire me! Please, help me be inspired! Next: Everyone will deal with the school night hangover, and that's always fun. But not for Addison.