Nope I don't own Grey's. If I did, Derek would be following Mer like a puppy, not even giving a sideways glance at anyone in a bar!
"You're here to take me home? Take me home? There will be no taking me home! I am home! You have to go! You have to leave!" Meredith shouted as her face turned red, and full of anger.
"Leave? But I just got here babe." He said in his smooth accent.
She looked at his bright green eyes. He was so familiar to her. She had spent a third of her life with him. He was like home. A home she couldn't go back to.
"I don't know why you came. I don't care." She yelled. "You cannot be here!"
She was getting upset. This is how it always went. She was happy. Things were going well. Derek is the guy, and now Ian is here. He just threw a wrench in the gearbox. The wheels were moving nicely, and now he was here tearing her life apart.
Izzie looked back and forth between them in shock. She couldn't believe he was here. She thought it was romantic. He came all this way to take her home. Like a fairy-tale. She had no idea what it was really like.
Meredith felt the blood rush to her head. Her temples were pounding. She wasn't sure whether she wanted to cry or hurt him. She heard the familiar ring of her cellphone. She picked it up and stared at the screen. It was Derek. Derek, poor Derek. He had no idea what was going on. He, was going to be blind-sided just as she was. No, he wouldn't. He wasn't going to know. Ian would be gone before he even set foot on Seattle soil. She was sure of it.
"You're not going to answer that, my love?" He asked, as he watched her hold the phone.
"Uh... no." She answered as she looked nervously between him and the screen.
"Why not?" Ian asked. He looked at her face. "Oh. There is a guy. You don't want him to know about us." Ian said, reading like a book.
"No. No there is no guy. And if there was-- There is no guy." Meredith said quickly. She didn't want to five him a reason to stick around.
"You are lying." Ian chuckled.
"Am not." Meredith spat.
"I know you better than anyone." Ian said with a smirk. "Better than you know yourself."
Izzie continued to stare at them both. She thought it was cute, the way they argued. She could tell that Ian knew how to handle Meredith. There was a past, and it was obvious.
"You need to leave. Please, if you only do one thing for me for the rest of your life, you will leave now." She pleaded with sadness in her face.
"Meredith--" He started, as he pulled up her chin.
"No! No Meredith. You ruined my life. You married me when I was so drunk that I couldn't stand, and you took me home, and you ruined my life, and now I am happy and I just want you to leave, you miserable disease!" She yelled quickly without pausing.
"Me? You took advantage of me, babe." He said with a laugh.
"I seem to remember you chasing after for me for how long?" Meredith spat. "You know what? We aren't talking about this." She said as she looked over. She noticed that Izzie was having way too good of a time listening to her soap opera of a life.
"You are an avoider. Some things never change..." He said as he took a step toward her.
"Please..." She muttered. He walked up and tried to hug her. "No! Get your hands off of me!" She shouted.
Meredith walked away. She needed air. She walked out the front door and sat on the porch swing. She laid her head back and sighed. A few seconds later she heard the door open. She didn't even have to look up to know it was him. She could smell him. He didn't smell like Derek. Derek smelled like comfort, like home, like a man. Ian smelled like someone who was trying to hard, a manwhore, like a coward. Getting rid of him, she realized, was going to be harder than she thought.
"Meredith..." He whispered as he sat down next to her.
"I left. I left for a reason. Why chase me? I gave you everything you wanted." She said slowly as she got up.
"Where are you going?" He asked with a puzzled look.
"I am going into my house." She said as she walked to the door. He got up to follow her. "And you won't be here when I get up in the morning. Have a nice life." She said, as she slammed the door in his face.
"So, are you ready to eat?" Izzie said with a smile as Meredith walked in the door.
"Are you freaking kidding me?" Meredith said in shock, as she walked up the stairs.
"Well what about him?" Izzie asked as she motioned to the door. Ian was still standing there.
"Who cares. " She said with a shrug. "Don't let him in." Meredith shouted down for the stairway.
"But--" Izzie yelled.
"If you let him in, you will be sleeping out there with him. Got it?" Meredith asked with force.
"Yeah, but--" Izzie said uneasily.
"No, no Izzie." Meredith said. "No buts."
Meredith crashed down on her bed. She heard her cellphone ringing. She had voicemail. Derek had undoubtedly left her a message. She couldn't talk to him. She couldn't listen to his voice. Not tonight. Not after Ian. He would know something was up. She felt the burning of her warm tears on her face. She laid there as their home phone rang. She wasn't answering it. It quit ringing after three rings. Izzie had obviously answered it. Derek never called the house phone, she wasn't even sure if he had the number. She heard Izzie's footsteps coming up the stairs. She immediately covered her head with Derek's pillow. She breathed in his scent. A scent she longed for.
"Here" Izzie said as she held the phone out to her. Meredith uncovered her head and shook it no. "Here she is." Izzie told Derek. "He's right, you are an avoider..." Izzie said as she threw the phone on her bed and walked out of the room. Meredith sighed as she grabbed the phone.
"Hello?" She said in a weak voice.
"Hey." Derek said, sensing her uneasiness. "Is everything okay?"
"Uh, yeah." She said, trying to cover it up. The minute she heard his voice, tears rushed down her face. "Why do you ask?" She choked out.
"I have been trying to call you. Where have you been?" He asked with concern.
"Um. Busy. I got the messages. I was going to all call you back, but every time I thought about it, something came up." Meredith explained. His voice was helping her relax slightly.
"Oh. I was beginning to think you didn't love me anymore!" He joked.
"No, no I do. I do love you. I love you so much." She said quickly, taking him seriously.
"I was kidding. What's wrong with you?" Derek asked, he was getting worried.
"I'm just tired." She moaned.
"You're sure..." Derek trailed off.
"Of course." Meredith answered.
"Well, I guess I'll let you go then." He said softly. "Goodnight. I love you."
"I love you too." She said as she hung up and let the tears fall.
Derek laid in his hotel bed. All he wanted was to have Meredith laying there next to him. Their conversation was bizarre. He looked at the picture stored in his phone. It was sent by Holly. He laughed when he saw it originally. She texted "The love or your life seems fine without you!" along with attached picture of her in the bar with the man who was hitting in her. He didn't believe it. He was sure there was an explanation. Now, after talking to her, he was wondering of it was true.
Meredith laid in her bed. She wished Derek was there. He would make it all better. But at the same time, she did not want him to know. She didn't want Ian in the picture. He had a way of making things worse. There was nothing left between them, but she didn't know how Derek would react. After trying to clear her head, she laid there in the silence. Then it began. The yelling. Ian was calling her name like some lovelorn teenager. She couldn't believe it. She covered her head and prayed tomorrow would be better.
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Izzie heard Ian yelling as she placed the food in containers. She couldn't believe he was here. She wasn't sure about their past. She had gotten bits of information here and there, but not enough to put the story together. She was just drying off the last dish when she heard him yelling Meredith's name once again. She felt bad for him. She wasn't even sure why. She grabbed a container of food, silverware, a sleeping bag, and a pillow. Meredith may be able to just leave him there, but she couldn't. She slowly opened the door and Ian jumped up from the swing.
"Meredith, I-" He said as he jumped up. "Oh, you aren't Mer."
"No. I'm not." She said with a sigh. "So are you leaving?"
"No. Not until I talk to her. Which, who knows how long that will be. She is an avoider and she's scared." Ian explained as he returned to his seat.
"Well, that's Mer." Izzie shrugged. "She is going to be really mad if you are still here in the morning."
"Yeah, well, she has been pissed at me before." Ian said with a chuckle. "In all our nine years, I think she was mad 3284 out of 3285 days." Izzie laughed.
"That's a long time..." Izzie said with surprise.
"Yeah, it is." He said sadly. "I never realized how much I hurt her, until I saw her face today. But anyway--"
"Well, I brought you some food." She said as she handed him the container.
"Oh, wow, thanks." He answered as he reached out and took it.
"And these." She handed the sleeping bag and pillow. "The sleeping bag is George's. I don't think he will mind..."
"George... Is that the guy?" Ian asked with a chuckle.
"George? Oh, no! Mer and George..." She laughed. "George is our friend, our roommate. No, McDreamy is the guy..." She immediately realized she had said too much.
"McDreamy?" Ian said with a chuckle. "McDreamy?"
"Um. Well, Derek. I really shouldn't say anything..." She said quickly.
"This Derek, what is he like?" Ian asked with a pang of jealousy.
"I really shouldn't talk about it. Mer would get mad." Izzie said nervously.
"I won't tell. I just want to make sure my girl is being taken care of..." Ian said chivalrously.
"Well, he's great. She loves him a lot." Izzie explained.
"What's he look like?" Ian asked smoothly.
"Oh, he's hot. Great hair, blue eyes, smart..." Izzie giggled. "But not my type..." She said, making it clear that she wasn't interested.
"Oh, I see." Ian said sadly.
"Well, I better get to bed. We have an early morning..." Izzie stated as she stood up.
"Well, thanks!" He said as he pointed to the sleeping bag and pillow. "I'm glad you are Mer's friend. She needs a best friend like you..."
"Oh, no. We're friends, but Cristina is "her person". They are in some stupid secret special club. But yeah, we're friends. So, goodnight." Izzie said as she walked in the house.
"Night." He shouted.
Ian sat on the swing and sighed. He wasn't this guy. The guy outside the girl's house. Girls fell over them. Girls were a dime a dozen, and he could have any of them. But he wanted her. He missed her. So now he was waiting, and he didn't like it.
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Meredith didn't sleep well. She tossed and turned all night. Her stomach was in knots. She was incredibly stressed out. When she had walked out of her house, all those years ago, she never thought she would see him again. She thought she had turned the page. That chapter was over, she was starting another. And now the wind had caught the pages, and the book was wide open on that same chapter, bringing up the old character. A character that should be gone, written out. She wasn't sure how hard it would be to get rid of him.
Meredith climbed out of her bed. She was sure that Ian had left last night. She heard him quit yelling for her, not long after she had laid down. He wasn't the type of guy to sleep outside. He wouldn't even sleep in a crummy hotel. He was pampered, he was used to the best. Her front porch was not the best. She climbed in the hot shower, hoping it would soothe her aching back. She had tightness from the stress. She stood there as the hot water poured over her body. She wished Derek was there with her. She climbed out, threw on clothes and headed downstairs. She grabbed one of Izzie's muffins, filled her coffee cup with half and half, sugar, and coffee. She sat down and shoved the muffin in her mouth, staring off into space.
"Do you want to talk about it?" Izzie said as she sat across the table from her friend.
"No." Meredith answered flatly.
"Maybe you need to." Izzie pushed even further.
"Iz, I think I know what I need." She said coldly, taking another bite.
"Okay, sorry..." Izzie said as she sulked back. "So, the weather is nice..."
"Mmm Hmm." Meredith muttered as she stared out the kitchen window.
"So when is Derek coming back?" Izzie asked, hoping he was a safer subject.
"Derek..." Meredith said, a sense of panic came over her. "Um, I think on Thursday." She muttered quietly. "Are you ready to go?" Meredith asked as she took a sip of her coffee.
"Yeah." Izzie said as she threw on her jacket. "Let's go."
Izzie walked towards the door. She had looked out the window earlier and seen him out there. She knew Meredith was going to have a fit when she spotted him. She held her breath as she opened the door. Meredith followed closely behind her. She took a deep breath when she spotted him. He was laying on his back on the porch swing. He looked way too comfortable for her taste. His arms were behind his head. He looked smug, even in his sleep. She walked right over to him, took the lid off of her coffee, and poured it on his chest.
"Didn't I tell you to leave!" Meredith screamed as she looked down at him.
"What the fuck?" He yelled as he jumped up. "Damn-it Mer!"
"Mer are you crazy? You just poured hot coffee on him!" Izzie shouted. "Are you okay?" She asked Ian.
"Yeah. I'm used to the abuse." He said with and honest, straight face.
"First of all, it wasn't that hot, it had milk in it. And B, where the hell did he get a blanket and pillow...IZZIE?" She yelled.
"Um, he was cold..." Izzie defended.
"And you fed him? Ya fed 'em? He's like stray, you don't feed a stray." She scorned. "What the hell is wrong with you?" She yelled at Ian. "Just go!"
"Mer--" Ian said quickly as she walked to her car.
"No!" Meredith said as she threw her arm up. "And you..." She started in on Izzie. "You, are going to drive yourself. If you ride with me, I may throw you out on the freeway." She said as she jumped in her car and sped off.
"That went well..." Ian said frankly.
"Well?" Izzie questioned.
"Yes, well. She didn't kill me, or cause me serious harm... I hope you won't be late for work." Ian said quickly.
"No, the hospital isn't that far from here. But I better go now!" Izzie said as she pulled out her car keys. "Bye." She said, as she left him on the porch.
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Meredith stomped into the locker room. How the hell could Izzie do that? Now he will never leave. The fact that he slept outside astounded her. He was so wimpy and clean. And now he was sleeping outside, and peeing who knows where. The other interns just watched her as she angrily undressed and redressed into her scrubs. They were not even going to attempt to talk to her.
"Damn him, and damn her!" Meredith muttered to herself. "I hope he froze...I hope wild animals sodomized him last night...and then peed on him...or he peed on himself..." She continued. They looked at her like she was crazy. Izzie walked in.
"Mer, I'm--" Izzie started with a soft voice.
"No!" She shouted. "I don't want to hear your pathetic, fake apology. You obviously have a new buddy. Not to mention I'm sure you spilled out everything that has happened in the last...whatever. So, just shut up!"
"Meredith..." Izzie said softly.
"No. Just stop. You may have grown up in a trailer park, but I will still kick your ass!" Meredith shouted as she walked out to wait in the hallway. Izzie dropped her head, feeling hurt.
"What the hell is going on?" They all asked her.
"Oh man..." Izzie said softly.
"What did you do?" Cristina said, getting in her face.
"He's back...and I think she had lost her mined. She made him sleep outside and she poured coffee on him. And it think she has physically hurt him in the past. He said he was used to the abuse. I thought he was joking, but maybe not..." Izzie rambled, uncharacteristically.
"Wow, I would have never imagined Shepherd putting up with that..." Alex said with a chuckle, imagining a wimpy Derek.
"No, not Derek...Ian." Izzie clarified.
"Ian?" They all asked.
"Ian! The ex-husband..." Izzie explained as she threw her hair up.
"Oh." They all said with surprise.
"But why is he here?" George asked.
"I think he wants her back." Izzie said. They all just stared at each other, in shock.
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Meredith scrubbed in an a abdominoplasty with Dr. Bailey and Dr. Webber. The talk stayed strictly medical. She didn't have it in her to argue with Richard. And she didn't want Miranda knowing all of her dirty laundry. Anyone with a brain could see the fire coming out of her nostrils and the steam coming from her ears. Ian had her on edge. He was not going to walk in and ruin her life again. She wasn't having it. After the five hour long surgery, that was full of complications, she decided to go downstairs and eat. She was starving, and tired. She had threw up her breakfast shortly after arriving at the hospital. Ian had a way of doing that to her. And her morning caffeine had made an excellent weapon.
Meredith made her way to the lunch line. She grabbed a fried chicken salad and a water. She knew that Izzie would be there, and she was still beyond angry. She wanted to do physical harm to her. She was never violent, but Ian had a way of doing that to her. She gave Izzie a dirty look as she sat down next to George and Cristina.
"So I hear your ex-husband is in town!" Cristina said with an evil laugh.
"Not funny." Meredith said coldly as she sneered at her.
"Oh come on, this is great..." Cristina added with a chuckle.
"Not great. Hell maybe. He is--- Ugh. I can't take it." She said as she threw her fork down. George patted her back.
"It will be okay." George said.
"No, George. No it won't be. He is a virus. Once he gets in your system, you cannot get rid of him." Meredith explained as she almost teared up.
"Sounds like fun!" Cristina said as she took a drink. "I can't wait to meet him."
"Not going to happen," Meredith spat as she tool a bite of her food.
"It doesn't look like he's going anywhere..." Izzie added.
"You...Don't talk about it!" Meredith warned. "He's going somewhere, if I have to get rid of him myself."
"Oh, what are you going to do, kill him?" Alex asked.
"If I have to..." Meredith said seriously.
"Seriously. She might do it..." Izzie said, as she looked at them all. Alex and Cristina looked at the stranger who was walking up.
"Hello, love." Ian said as he came up and kissed Meredith's neck from behind.
"You son-of-a-bitch!" She seethed as she turned around and smacked him in the face.
"Damn-it. I thought you would have stopped doing that by now..." He said as he pulled over a chair from a near by table and sat down. "So aren't you going to introduce me?" He asked with a big grin.
"Aren't you going to crawl back to hell soon?" Meredith said loudly.
"Oh Mer, some things never change..." He said quietly.
"I'm Ian, Meredith's--" Ian started and was cut off.
"Cut the shit. They know who you are!" She snapped.
"You're Cristina." He said as he pointed to Cristina. "You're her person. You look angry. You look like Mer."
"Izzie." Meredith said as she kicked her under the table.
"I hate you on principle." Cristina spat.
"Ah yes. Just like my girl." Ian said with a grin.
"Just go." Meredith said softly as she leaned toward him.
"Not until you talk to me." Ian said frankly.
"Fine. I will talk to you." Meredith agreed.
"Okay then. Let's go." Ian said as he grabbed her arm.
"Not here. This is where I work. I could get fired." Meredith said.
"Then you could come home..." Ian said happily.
"I am home." She said quickly.
"That's right. Home is where I am." He smiled.
"No. We are over. We are so freaking over!" She shouted. "Tonight. I will talk to you tonight, okay?"
"I don't believe you..." Ian said simply.
"I will." She said as she looked in his eyes. "But only if you're sober. No bars, no drinking."
"It's only because you can't control yourself around me." He said with a smile. "Okay." He said with satisfaction.
"Go." She pointed. He stood up, leaned down, and pulled her into a passionate kiss. She pulled away. "Do that again, and I will stick this fork in your eye." The interns laughed.
"Don't laugh...she'll do it." He said as he walked away.
"Wow." George said in shock.
"You were married to him?" Alex asked.
"He's hot!" Cristina said with a smile.
"Shut up!" Meredith said quickly.
"He is!" Cristina replied. "He's like a freaking Ken doll. He had a Ken doll face and a GI Joe body. Is he good is bed?" Meredith just glared. "Seriously. Is he?"
"Seriously. Just fucking shoot me." Meredith said as she sat back. "Promise me if he comes into the pit, you will not save him...okay?"
"He seems nice." George said.
"Well, I'm glad you like him..." Meredith smiled. "He peed in your sleeping bag last night..." Everyone laughed as George's face dropped.
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Derek laid in his hotel room with his arms behind his head. He had been staring at the white ceiling forever. It hadn't changed, but the thoughts in his head and been swirling around like a psychedelic acid trip. He knew deep in his heart that Meredith was not a cheater. He knew Holly was trying to start trouble. She had done it before. But Meredith was acting differently. She had been so upset that he was leaving, and now, she didn't even seem to care. She seemed stressed, but not needy. He had been expecting her to call him non-stop. She hadn't even called him once. Thoughts of doubt were beginning to fly through his head. He head someone knock at the door.
"Come in." He muttered loudly.
"Hey." Mark said with a big smile. "How the hell is my best friend?"
"Fine." Derek said quickly. He didn't move from the bed.
"You don't seem fine." Mark said frankly. "Come on..."
"What?" Derek asked, as he looked over.
"Let's go. It's been a long time since we've gone out. You look like you need a drink." Mark suggested.
"I think you're right." Derek agreed.
Derek and Mark walked into Mark's favorite bar. Derek ordered his regular double scotch, single malt. Mark said down next to him and whacked him in the back.
"You, my friend, need to get laid!" Mark said loudly. Several girls looked over.
"No, that is definitely not what I need!" Derek responded.
"Oh, come on." Mark said with a chuckle. "I'm sure we can find someone..."
"No, Mark. I have Meredith." Derek said quickly.
"Meredith...she's the one that was screwing Drew, right?" Mark rolled his eyes. Derek felt a knife in his gut. "I'm going to surf for chicks, I'll bring you one back..." Mark told him.
Derek sat there and sulked. There were many available girls there. But Meredith was the one. She was the love of his life. She was the girl he wanted to spend the rest of his life with. Meaningless sex was nothing like what he and Meredith had. This was the last place he wanted to be right now. A leggy brunette sat down next to him.
"Hey there." She said sweetly.
"Hey." He said as he looked straight ahead. She began talking, but he wasn't listening.
"Hey." He heard the familiar voice of his cousin say.
"Oh, hey." Derek responded. "What's going on?"
"Who the hell is this?" He said angrily as he motioned to the girl who now had her hand on his leg. He shrugged.
"Natalie." She said, as she stuck out her hand.
"Well, he's taken. By a fabulous, sexy, intelligent doctor!" Drew said nastily as he glared at her. She quickly got up and walked away.
"What do you think you're doing?" Drew said with attitude.
"What do you mean?" Derek asked.
"I swear, if you cheat on her..." Drew said, clenching his jaw.
"I don't even know who that girl was." Derek said defensively.
"Meredith is great. You better get your head out of your ass." Drew said loudly.
"I am not cheating on her. Mark dragged me here." Derek said quickly.
"Oh." Drew said. "Where the hell is Mark?"
"Looking for chicks." Derek answered.
"How is Mer? I tried to call, no answer." Drew said.
"I don't know what's going on. She has been acting funny." Derek said. "And Holly sent me this." He showing him the picture.
"Oh my God. You don't believe that, do you?" Drew asked. Derek shook his head. "Meredith would never cheat on you. She loves you, man. Give me that." Derek hands him the phone. Drew deletes the picture. "Now that shit is gone. Call her..."
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Meredith had went home, and Drew was there. She was sneaky. She said a 'hello' to him, and told him that that was considered talking. She then went upstairs, packed some stuff in a bag and got ready to sneak out. As she made it to the kitchen she met up with George and Izzie. Ian was wailing outside, and driving them crazy.
"Where are you going?" Izzie asked.
"To the trailer. I can't deal with this." Meredith said with a moan.
"Wait a sec. You are going to the trailer?" George asked.
"That's what I said." Meredith responded.
"Not without me!" He said as he ran upstairs.
"Me too!" Izzie added.
"You guys..." Meredith shouted.
"No, you did this. We weren't married to him..." Izzie yelled.
"Fine. But hurry!" Meredith said quickly.
They snuck out of the house, telling Ian they were called to the hospital. They all breathed a sigh of relief. She couldn't believe that he was sticking around, and camping out on her porch. She knew he would leave. he would get bored. he was a partier, he was the guy that had to have fun. Sitting on a porch, sober, was not fun.
They all took short showers in the small shower at the trailer. Izzie had managed to make a meal out of the stuff Derek had in his cupboards. The all settled down in the bed together. They were happy to be in complete silence, only the sounds of the outdoors were in the background.
"Please tell me that you changed the sheets." Izzie muttered as she began to fall asleep.
"Um..." Meredith said with a smirk.
"Why?" George asked innocently.
"Um." Meredith said again.
"Oh God!" George shouted as he and Izzie jumped out of bed.
"Gross!" Izzie said.
"Fine. I'll change them. I sure they are a little...um...messy." She said as she busted out laughing.
She quickly changed the sheets when she heard her phone ring. She looked at it and saw that it was Derek. She was going to avoid, but she decided answer it. She didn't want to make him worry.
"Hey..." Meredith said.
"Hey, how are you?" Derek asked.
"I'm good. I miss you, so much." Meredith said as her eyes teared up.
"Me too. You sound better today." Derek said with relief.
"I feel better." Meredith said. "How is the conference?"
"Good." Derek answered. "But I wish you were here."
"Me too." She said with a sigh.
"So." He said as he raised his eyebrows. "What are you wearing?"
"Um. Just your tee shirt." She said with a smile. "What about you?"
"Oh. Nothing. I wish I was wearing you." Derek said softly.
"Oh, me too." Meredith said. George and Izzie widened their eyes. "So what would you do if you were here?" She asked as eh put it on speaker phone.
"Oh, I would kiss your neck, and your chest, then you stomach all the way down to your--" Derek started.
"Ohhh." George and Izzie yelled as they covered their ears.
"Is that O'Malley and Stevens?" Derek asked with embarrassment.
"Yes." Meredith said with a laugh. "We are camping."
"Camping?" Derek asked.
"Yep. We're at the trailer. I thought it needed to be used, and they joined me so--" Meredith said.
"Good. I'm glad you aren't alone. I'll let you go." He said with a relieved smile. "I love you.
"I love you too. Goodnight!" She said happily.
"That was just wrong!" George shouted.
"Sorry!" Meredith said with a laugh.
"So what are you going to do about Ian?" Izzie asked.
"I don't know..." Meredith moaned as she closed her eyes. "Goodnight."
"Goodnight." They both said
Avoidance is bliss!
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That was long, but it all needed to be in one chapter. I hope you enjoyed. Drew rocks!! Don't worry, Derek will be home soon. But will Ian (Who I LOVE) be gone?
Thanks for reading...Please review.