Happy Grey's Day!!
Meredith fell asleep in Derek's arm. She felt safe there. She felt as if everything was going to be okay, even if it wasn't. Derek had a sense that something was wrong with her. He didn't say anything. He wanted to give her space. He was hoping she would tell him, but he knew her well enough to know she wouldn't.
Meredith woke up to the worst hangover of her life. The minute she opened her eyes, her head was pounding and she felt as if someone had stabbed her in the face. She closed them quickly, hoping to stop the pain. She felt Derek's grip tighten around her.
"So, you've dropped the tequila and picked up moonshine, huh?" Derek asked her with a snicker.
"Not funny." She moaned. "I am pretty sure I am dying here."
"Oh, you're okay." He mocked. "So why the moonshine?"
"That is a very long story." She replied with a chuckle that felt like a knife in her head.
"I have time." Derek said, pressing the issue.
"Can we just stay in bed all day?" She asked.
"Well, I guess we could. But it doesn't look like you're up for sex, so I think it will get a little boring." He said humbly.
"Just a little longer." She pleaded, knowing the day was not going to end perfectly.
"Okay." Derek said as he kissed her head.
Meredith felt the tears roll down her face. Derek didn't notice. She wanted to tell him, but she was afraid. Because now she realized that Ian had been here for days. Now Derek was going to wonder why she didn't tell him sooner. Not to mention he had been in the house. She didn't want Derek to be angry, or upset. No matter what, the day was going to end with one of the two. She pulled away from him and threw her feet in the floor. She couldn't look at him right now.
"Are you getting up?" He asked as he sat up.
"Yeah." She said softly. "There is something I need to tell you." She said in a somber tone.
"What?" He said with a very worried voice.
She began to walk to the bathroom. The nausea took over and she rushed in. Derek got out of bed and walked in. She was sitting next to the toilet, with her head in her hands. She leaned over and began retching again. Derek held her hair and rubbed her back. She moaned as she wiped her mouth and sat back down.
"So what do you need to tell me?" He asked with a concerned look in his face. She chickened out.
"Don't ever drink moonshine." She said quickly. He had a feeling that wasn't what she was going to say.
"I love you." He told her as he looked into her bloodshot eyes.
"Me too." She moaned. He stood up and started water in the bathtub for her.
"I'll make some coffee." He said as he walked out.
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Derek walked into the kitchen. Even in the few days he was gone, he had missed it. The simple life. Waking up next to Meredith. Making coffee. Reading the paper together. She made him happy. It didn't matter where they were or what they did, she was all he needed. Yep, the simple life was going to be just perfect. He leaned over the counter and watched as the coffee slowly dripped into the pot. He walked slowly to the front door to grab the newspaper. He flipped the lock, turned the handle and opened the door. He walked out, leaned down and grabbed the paper swiftly. As he stood up, and turned around, he was met by a tall, well-built man with green eyes and light brown hair.
"Can I help you?" Derek asked with a puzzled look on his face.
"I am going to hurt her." Ian said in his strong british accent as he shook his head.
"Excuse me?" Derek said, not having any idea what he was talking about. Or why he was so angry.
"Damn Meredith." He said with chuckle. "I'm Ian." He said as he stuck out his hand. "You must be the guy...Dr. Derek Shepherd?" Ian said with a sense of confidence.
"Yes, and you are..." Derek asked quickly.
"Ah, Ian Atherton. Meredith's friend." Ian clarified.
"Oh. Well, she's just getting up." Derek said as he began to walk to the door.
"Oh..." Ian said with a sense of disappointment.
"Would you like to come in for coffee?" Derek asked.
"Absolutely." Ian said with a smile on his face.
Ian followed Derek into the house. Derek motioned for him to sit. He poured them both a cup of coffee. He heard Meredith moving around upstairs. He decided he should make hers up to.
"Well, it sounds like she's coming. I better make her coffee." Derek muttered.
"Two cream, one sugar and a splash of half and half." Ian said quickly.
"That's right." Derek said with surprise. He heard Meredith coming down the stairs. Her dainty footsteps neared.
"Hey babe?" Derek yelled to her.
"Yeah..." She yelled back.
"You have company." He shouted as she neared. "An angry British man..."
Forfeit the game before somebody else
Takes you out of the frame and puts your name to shame
Cover up your face you can't run the race
The pace is too fast you just won't last
Meredith held her breath and came to a stop. Her heart went into her throat. She took a deep breath as she walked down the last few stairs. This was bad. Who knows what he had said. Ian was a trouble maker of the worst kind. He got what he wanted and he would sabotage anyone or anything that got in his way. When she walked through the doorway, she felt like someone had punched her in the stomach.
"You are a fucking bitch." Ian seethed as he stood up and walked toward her.
Derek looked at him. Did he just day that? Did he just say that to his Meredith? The love of his life. He looked at Meredith's face, and then at Ian.
"Excuse me?" Derek said, as he walked over between them.
"You heard me. She is a bitch." Ian just finished as he felt Derek's fist connect with his well chiseled jaw. "What the hell!" He yelled as he grabbed his jaw. He went to hit him back, and Meredith jumped between them.
"No one talks to Meredith like that." Derek said in anger.
"Stop!" Meredith yelled. "You, put you hands down." She said to Derek as she pushed them down. "And you! Don't ever talk to me like that!" She yelled as she smacked him in the face. "I need my coffee!" She shouted as she walked away. They both just looked at her in shock. She threw an ice pack at them both. Meredith sat down and the table and sipped her coffee as she closed her eyes. She laid her head back and sighed.
"Ian, meet the love of my life, Derek." She said as she pointed at him. "And this worthless bastard, is my ex-husband." Meredith spat. Derek looked at her wide-eyed.
"Oh." Derek said in surprise. "Ex-husband."
"Yeah." She shook her head, reassuringly. She grabbed a section of the paper and began reading. They both looked at her.
"What?" She spat.
"Um." Derek said. "So, Ian, what did Meredith do?" He asked, referring to his comments from earlier. He was secretly cursing himself for asking Ian into their home.
"She did a drunk dump." He said as he glared at her. She chuckled.
"A drunk dump?" Derek asked cluelessly.
"Yep, she got me drunk last night. Apparently she loaded me up and dumped me off at a park, at which I woke up at this morning. Well, I was woken up by the police, but that is immaterial." He seethed.
"Moonshine." Derek said, as it all fit together.
"That's what you gave me?" He asked Meredith. She shook her head.
"You were coming home. I have been trying to get rid of him for days. He would not leave. So I gave him moonshine, and Cristina and I dragged his stupid ass out to the jeep. How's the foot by the way?" She asked with a chuckle.
"It hurts like hell. You shut it in, didn't you?" He asked as he shot her a dirty look.
"Nope. I did." Cristina said with a laugh as she walked into the kitchen.
"I knew you were trouble..." Ian spat as he shook his head.
"So McDreamy knows about Commando Ken?" She asked as she grabbed a coffee cup.
"Yep." Meredith said simply
"It was really shitty of you to dump me in a park" Ian said loudly.
"Oh, like you didn't do it to me!" She yelled. "The only difference is, I woke up in the arms of a smelly homeless man!"
"It wasn't that bad. I paid him to make sure no one hurt you." He laughed. "You deserved it."
Forfeit the game before somebody else
Takes you out of the frame and puts your name to shame
Cover up your face you can't run the race
The pace is too fast you just won't last
"And why is that?" Meredith asked questioningly.
"You sabotaged my hook-up." He said frankly.
"Oh, waa. You do realize it is not normal for married people to hook-up with strangers." Meredith said, shaking her head.
"It would have been different if you were both doing it with others together." Cristina said jokingly.
"Oh we did that too. It was quite fun!" He said happily. "She's good at multitasking."
"You are an ass. I hate you." She said angrily. Derek's eyes got wide. He was not happy to be in this situation.
You love the things I say I'll do
The way I'll hurt myself again just to get back at you
You take away when I give in
My life, my pride is broken
"So, Ian, what brings you here?" Derek asked.
"Um, just visiting, I suppose." Ian responded.
"Tell him the truth." Meredith said. They both looked at her. "He wants to take me home." She said as she imitated his accent. "He's delusional."
"What do you mean?" Derek said in disbelief.
"He wants me back or whatever." Meredith laughed. "I told you, he's nuts."
"Your kidding me." Derek said as he laughed. Meredith stood up and walked to the sink.
"No, he's not." She said, rolling her eyes. "Look, Ian, I am happy. Yes, happy. I love Derek, he loves me. We are together. You and I" She motioned. "Are not. We will never be. We are divorced. I signed the papers. Get on a damn plane, or boat, or swim across the big pond for all I fucking care, just go home. Maybe you will find someone who wants you there." Derek was taken aback by her harshness.
You like to think you're never wrong
You want to act like you're someone
You want someone to hurt like you
You want to share what you've been through
(You live what you learn)
"Mer." Ian said.
"My name is Meredith. Meredith Grey. Not Mer, or my love, or babe...Meredith Grey. Please just go." She told him with disgust.
"No." Ian said.
"Are you telling me you won't leave my house?" She asked loudly as her face turned red.
"No. I am saying no. No your name is not Meredith Grey." He said smugly.
"It's not? Then what is it, exactly?" She asked with curiosity.
"Meredith Atherton." He said with a grin. "We're still married, my love." Her face dropped quickly.
"What did you say?" She said in shock. Everyone looked at him.
"You signed. I didn't." He smiled. "We are still married."
You love the things I say I'll do
The way I'll hurt myself again just to get back at you
You take away when I give in
My life, my pride is broken
"I. Am. Going. To. Kill. YOU!" She said as she threw a plate at him. "Damn-it!" He ducked behind the table.
"Meredith! Mer, stop!" Derek yelled as she continued to throw dishes at Ian.
"You son of a bitch!" She yelled as she threw a serving platter.
"Meredith!" Derek said as he walked over and grabbed her arm. "Meredith..."
"I'm okay." She answered as she put her arms down.
"What are you doing?" Derek asked her. She stared back, blankly.
Forfeit the game before somebody else
Takes you out of the frame and puts your name to shame
Cover up your face you can't run the race
The pace is too fast you just can't last
"Haven't you ever wondered why there are no matching dishes in this house? That's what she does. She breaks them. We went through six sets." He said, shaking his head. "Her little temper tantrums." Ian laughed. She threw a saucer at him. It crashed into the wall.
"Dude, aren't you scared?" Cristina asked as Meredith threw a mug in his direction.
"No. She has bad aim with the dishes. Now knives, they are her specialty." He said as he shook his head.
"Did you say knives, honey?" She said as she opened the drawer.
"Fuck!" He yelled.
You like to think you're never wrong
You want to act like you're someone
You want someone to hurt like you
You want to share what you've been through
You live what you learn
Ian looked at her in fear. He knew she was mad, beyond mad. She was irate. Derek looked into her eyes. Her normally soft, green eyes, were hard with angry. She was out for blood. Ian looked over at Derek and Cristina. They all turned and looked at her as she grabbed a large knife out of the drawer and threw her arm back.
"Run!" Ian said loudly as he tore off towards the front door. Derek's eyes widened as he felt the knife skim pass his face and stick firmly in the wall.
"Holy shit!" He yelled as he also took off.
You love the things I say I'll do
The way I'll hurt myself again just to get back at you
You take away when I give in
My life, my pride is broken
"She's gone nuts!" Cristina said with a chuckle.
She grabbed a handful of knives and chased Ian up the stairs. Derek had run past him and was already up there. She threw a knife hard and it caught him in the shoe. He looked down and ran faster. She tossed one last knife, and it stuck in the door as they slammed it shut.
"What the hell did you do to her?" Derek asked breathlessly in shock. "I have never seen her angry like this."
"I have a way of doing that to her." Ian said with a chuckle. "She has a damn good aim. Look at what she did to me." Ian said as he revealed a small puncture wound in his calf.
"Oh my God. We need to clean it out." Derek said, looking at the blood.
"It's fine. She got me really good a few years ago. Five stitches." He said with a chuckle. "She took knife throwing lessons."
"You're kidding, right?" Derek asked.
"No." Ian replied frankly. Derek walked into the bathroom and got some first aid supplies and threw them at Ian. He walked over to the door and started to open it. "No!" Ian shouted. Derek quickly shut it. "She's still out there."
"She's not going to stab me." Derek said with a chuckle.
"If she thinks you are me, she will." Ian responded. He flinched as he cleaned his wound.
"I'll just tell her it's me." Derek suggested.
"I really hurt her..." Ian trailed off. It piqued Derek's attention. He turned around and sat in the chair in the corner.
"What the hell happened?" Derek asked, searching for information to her past.
"She was just a kid. She didn't act like a kid, let me tell you." Ian said with a laugh. "She had just turned eighteen when I met her."
"Where did you meet her?" Derek pried with a curious tone.
"She never told you?" Ian asked. Derek shook his head no. "Vegas. She was there with her friends. I knew she was a baby. She wouldn't even give me the time of day. I chased her, pursued her. The more she fought, the more I wanted her. Finally, the night before she was going back home, I got her. She was trashed. We had some fun. I dragged her to an all-night wedding chapel. She didn't know what she was doing. She went on about defying her mum. I had the pay the guy at the chapel five-hundred bucks to do it because she was so lit. She woke up in the morning my wife, she didn't remember anything."
Derek listened intently. He felt so bad for her. He couldn't believe that Ian had done that to her. She was young. She never had a chance. He also knew how Ellis was. He could see why she would do it. He was starting to understand why she is the way she is.
"You married her against her will?" Derek asked angrily.
"No. Not against her will. Without her knowledge, maybe." Ian clarified. "She was pissed in the morning. She wanted an annulment. I liked her. She was wild, and fun. I knew my mum would be pissed if I brought her home. So I convinced her to come back to England with me."
"She went because of Ellis..." Derek muttered to himself.
"Ellis?" Ian asked. "Oh yeah, her mum. Never met the lady."
"You've never met her mother?" Derek asked. He couldn't believe that Ian would marry her and know nothing about her.
"No. I never met her. She didn't talk about herself. She tried so hard when we got home. My mum hated her. I knew she would. But my father adored her. He bought us a house. She tried to be a wife. She woke up early the first morning at home, and burned a huge breakfast. I tried too. I figured what the hell? And then she had a pregnancy scare. I realized I was too damn young to be tied down. So I cut her out. I went out and partied. It crushed her. She was so depressed. She eventually got over it. We became this power couple who partied like crazy, and went home with other people." Ian said as he thought back. Derek shook his head in disgust.
"I don't understand why she stayed." Derek said quickly.
"We were happy in our own way. She had everything she needed. She had a full ride at Oxford. She was taken care of. She seemed okay with our arrangement." Ian stated nonchalantly.
"She wasn't. She deserves more. She will have more." Derek snapped.
"I want her back." Ian said boldly as he stood up.
"Why? She doesn't want you..." Derek said quickly.
"I will get her back." Ian said. "I'm not worried about the competition." He said as he eyed Derek.
"Yeah, well, I don't have any competition." Derek seethed as he walked to the door.
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"You are a crazy bitch!" Cristina said as she walked up the stairs. "I didn't think you had it in you."
"I hate him." Meredith spat simply. "At this moment, I really do want to kill him."
"So they are in there?" Cristina asked as she motioned to the door.
"Yep." Meredith returned as she checked the sharpness of the knife with her finger.
"So what are you going to do?" Cristina asked.
"I don't know. Maybe poison. Is there any kind of poison that won't show up in his system? Or sea urchin, isn't that poisonous? Or I could knock him out and throw him into the bay. It would come back on me, wouldn't it?" Meredith asked.
"Yeah, probably. I don't think you would last long in prison." Cristina said matter-of-factly.
"I can make a knife out of a toothbrush." Meredith told her quickly.
"You never cease to amaze me!" Cristina said with a chuckle.
"Yeah, well..." Meredith said sadly. Tears started rushing down her face. "I can't do this. I can deal with him right now."
"It will be fine." Cristina said as she threw he arm over her shoulder. "What the hell so you think they are talking about?"
"Who knows. But Ian is conniving. God, I hate him." She spat. "I love Derek. If he screws this up..." Meredith sighed as she laid her head on Cristina's shoulder.
"If he screws it up for you, I'll kill him!" Cristina said confidently.
"This is why we are friends..." Meredith answered, closing her eyes.
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"Meredith?" Derek called through the cracked door.
He had to get out of the room. He already knew he hated Ian. Anyone who could take advantage of someone like he did was worthless. He hurt her. He was the reason she had so many issues. And now here he is, trying to take her back. Derek wanted to yell at her. He couldn't believe she hadn't followed through. She just signed divorce papers and left. He wanted to yell, but the minute he saw her face, his heart melted.
"It's safe. I've confiscated the weapons." Cristina said with a chuckle.
"Meredith." He said softly as he walked over and knelt next to her. He nodded at Cristina, and she ushered Ian downstairs.
"I know you're mad." She said with a whimper.
"I am not mad. You didn't now." He said as he sat against the wall and embraced her. "He is an asshole." Derek spat, and immediately felt guilty for saying it.
"I hate him. I loathe him." Meredith said quickly. "I can't believe he did this. We were not supposed to be married anymore. He should have signed. He likes to fuck with my head." She said with remorse. "I should have made sure. I could have made sure..."
"It's over now." Derek responded flatly.
"You can go. I understand. It's okay." Meredith whispered, as she stiffened up.
"I am not going anywhere." He told her confidently as he kissed her temple.
"You're not?" She asked.
"No." He replied. "I am here for this ride."
"Now I have to get him to divorce me..." Meredith said.
"I think that will be easier said than done." Derek replied with a sigh. Meredith just laid her head on his shoulder.
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