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She trudged her way into the hospital. She dreaded the thought of seeing Mark or even Derek. Especially Derek. How could she tell him what she had done? How could she tell him that tequila and bad judgment had landed her in bed with his best friend? She walked quickly with her head down, she couldn't look anyone in the eyes, not today. She made her way to the elevator and pressed the button with a sigh.
"Hey!" A chipper voice came from behind her. Meredith turned her head slightly recognizing the voice instantly. "Morning Iz." She said quietly and faced forward again.
"Yeah it is a good morning, or well I can only assume from all the noise coming from upstairs last night." Izzie smiled, "I take it you and Derek found a way to work things out?" "Oh god." She groaned as she put her face in her hands and shook her head. "I don't wanna talk about last night."
The elevator dinged and opened before Izzie could respond and Meredith quickly took the opportunity to get out of the conversation. Izzie stood dumbfounded for a moment, confused by Meredith's reaction.
"I guess I'll talk to you later?" Izzie asked "We'll talk later." Meredith nodded.
Meredith backed up against the wall and leaned her head back resting it on the wall, things were not going to be easy today. The elevator stopped at the third floor, and she exited quickly hoping to make it to the locker room before anyone else had a chance to talk to her. She made her way into the locker room scanning the room to make sure Christina had already left for rounds. She couldn't handle an interrogation this morning. As she rounded the corner Christina seemed to appear as if from no where. Meredith shifted her gaze to the floor and maneuvered her way around her. "So we're not going to talk about last night?" Meredith paused for a moment before answering. Should she tell Christina? Could she handle the conversation that was sure to follow or would it be better to wait? On the other hand Christina was her person, the one person she could tell anything to. Meredith took a deep breath and cocked her head to the left, "I slept with Mark Sloan." She confessed.
A look of shock washed over Christina's face, "You what?" "I slept with Ma-" "You screwed Sloan?" Alex questioned as he came around the side of the lockers behind Christina.
Meredith shut her mouth quickly as if it could take back the words that had just escaped her mouth. She looked back and forth between Alex and Christina for a moment before speaking, "Yes." She admitted.
Alex shook his head, "You are so screwed." He let out a laugh before turning towards his own locker. "Thanks, Alex, you think I didn't know that already." She growled.
Christina stared at her best friend for a moment before a smile broke out across her face, "How was it?"
A combination of annoyance and confusion boiled in Meredith's stomach. This was not what she had expected. "That is all you two have to say? I tell you a life altering possibly life ruining secret and thats all you two have got to say?"
Alex shrugged, "I could really care less I kinda always new this would happen anyways."
"What do you mean?" Meredith asked "Well I always noticed the way you and Sloan undressed each other with your eyes, it was bound to happen sooner or later." He replied.
"We do not do that!" "Oh yeah, you're right!" Christina said tapping the back of her hand gently against his shoulder. "I never really noticed before but now that you mention it I know what you mean." She nodded.
"You people are so frustrating." Meredith growled. She turned to her locker and began changing into her scrubs. "This was a mistake, a big mistake." She said pulling her scrub top over her head.
"There you are, I was wondering how you were doing." George said with a concerned look on his face.
"Mer slept with Sloan." Alex took the first chance he had to spread the news.
"Alex!" Meredith gasped.
"You what?" George asked. "Oh are we not telling people?" Alex smirked.
"No we are not telling people. My personal life does not need to be spread around this hospital any further!" Meredith yelled.
George tapped her on the shoulder hesitantly, "You what?" Meredith glared at him, "Okay, I slept with him, so what. Derek can kiss nurses but I can't sleep with a plastic surgeon? Now I'm the bad guy?"
"Uhm...not the bad guy..I'm just...surprised." George said quietly.
"What is so surprising about me sleeping with Sloan?"
"Alright, time for rounds!" Bailey called as she strolled into the locker room. "Lets go people this isn't social hour, there are lives to be saved!" She yelled.