"Preston? I would say it was nice to see you but I would be lying." I say reaching behind Meredith and pulling my shirt around her shoulders covering her from his view.

Meredith reaches down grabbing Derek's boxers pulling them up.

"That's enough getting dressed you two. Enough is covered. Not that I would mind seeing your fine ass Miss Grey since you so obviously give it away so easily." Preston says laughing dryly.

"Why are you doing this Preston?" I ask narrowing my eyes at him. "How did you even find out about this place? I haven't even been here since the Montgomery job. So which one of my brothers sold me out?" I questioned, shifting to keep Meredith securely behind me.

"Wouldn't you like to know that?" Preston says laughing at my attempt to still protect Meredith.

"Yes. We would like to know which one of his brothers sold him out." Mark says coming around the corner pumping the shotgun pointing it at Preston.

"Ah Sloan! The man with the hero complex always jumps in to save the day." Preston says shaking his head "Never thinking anything through." He says with a sly smile.

"What the fuck are you talking about you over grown monkey?" Mark shouts out.

"Like what you're going to do now." A woman's voice says rounding the corner with a gun to the back of Alex's head. "Did you really think your brother's would sell you out Derek?"

"Addison?" I said not believing I am seeing the woman I once loved. "But you died. I watched..." I said in shock.

"Well seeing as I am standing here with a gun to your brother's head so I am far from dead." Addison said with a haunting laugh. "Everything can be an illusion Derek."

I was still standing in front of Meredith in shock as she pokes her head around me. "Why?" She whimpers from behind me. "Why would you fake your own death?"

"Well darling I was sick of the spotlight and I just wanted to get away." Addison says hitting Alex over the head with her gun. Alex groaned and crumpled to the ground.

"Then take a vacation." Meredith spoke up from behind me in a snotty tone.

"You know nothing about being famous you little bitch!" Addison yelled at Meredith.

"I know more than you. Your last movie before you died flopped. You needed your vacation to escape all of the bad press. You probably couldn't take the heat of being in the spotlight while they threw rotten tomatoes at you." Meredith scoffed; still looking around me.

"You don't know what it's like!" Addison wailed charging towards Meredith. "I was the best, then one bad part and its over!"

"That's life in show business!" Meredith groans. "Get over it and stop being a whiny ass little diva about it."

Addison lunges at Meredith but Derek stops her spinning her around and taking the gun from her hands. "I don't think so you crazy ass bitch."

A gun fires and Derek starts to collapse, Meredith grabs the gun from Derek's hand as Addison turns on her. Meredith squeezes the trigger, Addison stumbles from the shot. Meredith looks at Preston her hands shaking, but she levels the gun at him.

"You got lucky." Preston told her taking aim, but before he can shoot, there is another loud shot and he falls forward. Meredith turns seeing Mark holding the fallen shot gun.

"Bastard." Mark yells aiming the gun and shoots him again.

Meredith drops to her knees, cradling Derek's head in her lap.

"Derek? Derek! Don't you leave me Derek!" Meredith shouts at him shaking him.