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"So I guess your drinks are on me tonight!" Meredith said to Ian with a laugh.

"You are an evil, rotten bitch!" Ian spat as he slammed his empty glass onto the table.

"Yeah, well, I think you pushed me too far, dear." She laughed as she slammed a shot. Everyone looked back and forth between them. "And none of you will be returning your gifts!" She told them.

"That was all my money." Ian stated obviously.

"I will give it back, but I want signed divorce papers." Meredith said coldly.

"No." Ian said quickly. "You are not going to blackmail me."

"Kinda looks like I am." Meredith smiled, as she stood up and walked to the bar. "I'll have another shot. And he'll have another bourbon" Meredith told Joe.

"This is exactly why I married you." Ian stated as he shook his head.

"So I could order you drinks?" Meredith laughed.

"No, because you are strong willed." Ian stated as he sipped his bourbon.

"Can you believe she did that?" Izzie asked.

"No!" George responded.

"This is why we are friends." Cristina said with a smile.

Derek just sat there. This scared him. He didn't like this side of Meredith. She was being vindictive, and evil. She had planned this. She had been planning it. He knew she had been acting differently. It was one thing to just do something on a whim. This wasn't who he met, or loved. Meredith was kind, and loving. She tried to hide it, but he knew who she really was. And now he wasn't really sure. He looked over at her standing next to Ian. Maybe they were really met for each other. He knew one thing, he had to leave. He had to get out of there.

"Where did Derek go?" Meredith asked as she approached the table.

"He just got up and left." George said.

"How long ago?" Meredith said with a worried expression.

"Just before you walked up." George said.

"Shit!" She said loudly.

Meredith quickly rushed out of Joe's. She didn't see him anywhere. She knew his car was in the hospital parking lot. She jogged across the street, dodging in and out of traffic. Cars swerved around her, honking, as the rain poured on her skin. Then she saw his dark figure walking slowly. She screamed his name, but he didn't answer. She ran even faster. Her feet pounded against the pavement. She made it to the car as he started it up. She pounded on the window. He rolled it down.

"What?" He asked in an unusually annoyed voice. She saw anger in his eyes.

"What's wrong?" She asked, matching his tone. He was angry with her. He didn't want to talk to her. She was lit and acting like nothing was wrong. That made him more angry. He climbed out of the car.

"Are you kidding me? What the hell is wrong with you?" He shouted, shaking his head in disgust.

"What did I do?" She asked innocently. "Why are you mad at me?"

"What did you do? Holy shit. I stand here, looking like a court jester. Okay, so you have a husband. I shouldn't be surprised. I mean, like you would finish something. Who the hell walks out leaving signed divorce papers? You knew he wouldn't sign them. Then the asshole shows up here. I was the good guy and tried to make it work. You two act like old friends, fighting and joking. God, he knows more about you than I do." He said, she could sense his jealousy. "Do you think this is some kind of joke?" He asked, shaking his head and making big hand motions.

"You are the one that asked him to stay! You have no right. You have no idea what it was like..." She said as tears began to roll down her cheeks.

"What you did was wrong, Meredith. You just took all of his money. You were deceitful. I don't know if I can be with someone who has such little regard for people. You stooped to his level. You two are just alike, maybe you belong together. You're like a little kid. Maybe you just don't know any better. This is--" He started. He climbed into his car angrily.

"I'm sorry. I love you." She said sadly. "Please, don't leave me!"

"No." He spat as he rolled up his window. "I can't talk to you." He said as he threw the car in reverse and sped out of the parking lot.

"Oh God. No. Derek!" She yelled as she ran after his car.

He didn't look back. He couldn't. This side of Meredith was bad. It reminded him of Holly, and that he did not like. He pulled out of the hospital's parking lot. Instead of taking the path that had become second nature, he turned left. His Land Rover fishtailed as he sped off. He couldn't lie next to her in bed tonight.

Meredith dropped to her knees in the parking lot. Once again it happened. He left. He left her just like the others. There she was, laying in a puddle of tears and Seattle rain. She should have known better than to fall in love again. She should have known better than to trust him. But her heart had taken over. She felt the pavement against her cheek. It was cold, reminiscent of her life. She didn't care. She didn't care about anything.

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"I wonder where Mer went?" Izzie asked, as she looked at the door.

"Who knows. She and McDreamy are probably going at it as we speak." Cristina laughed.

"So, you must be pretty pissed." Cristina said to Ian.

"Pissed doesn't even began to describe what I am feeling." He said. "I should have known better. She is evil." Ian said, shaking his head. "That's why I fell in love with her."

"What?" Cristina said, thinking she had heard him wrong. "You love her?"

"How could I not? We spent years together." Ian said, brushing it off.

"Well, I am not giving my bike back. So don't kiss my ass." Cristina told him.

"Keep your stuff. It's not your fault my wife is a bitch." He said as he got up and walked to the bar.

"That guy is odd." George pointed out.

"Yeah he is!" Izzie agreed. "Well, I think I'm going to get going."

"Yeah, me too. Burke is probably waiting up." Cristina responded.

"See you guys later." George said, as he headed to the bar.

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Derek was halfway home. Home. Home was not sitting in a trailer in the middle of the woods. Or a house on Harper Lane. Home was where Meredith was. At least that is what he had always thought. He thought about everything that had happened to her. She had been through a lot. This wasn't her fault. She was conditioned to be this way. Then he thought about what she had said to him just a few nights before. "Don't ever leave me." she had whispered. And his response, "I love you, and I will never, ever, leave you." What was he doing? He was leaving. He cut off two cars as he did a quick u-turn. What the hell was I thinking? He scolded himself. He almost let the love of his life go.

Derek swerved in and out of traffic. He had to get back to her. He had to make this right. Derek looked at his speedometer. He was going ninety miles per hour. He didn't care. It seemed like he caught every single traffic light. Finally, the hospital was in sight. He nearly flipped his suv as he turned in. Then he saw her. His heart immediately broke. She was laying on the pavement in the middle of the parking lot. He pulled up quickly, threw the car in park and jumped out.

"I'm so sorry, baby." He said as he leaned down next to her.

She didn't look up. He couldn't believe he had done this to her. He swiftly swooped her up. She laid her head against his chest. He looked down at her dirty face. A silent tear slid down his cheek.

"I promised you I would never leave you. I'm so sorry." He said as he looked down at her.

Derek walked over to the nearest park bench, and sat down. Her head remained on his chest as she began to sob. He wrapped his arms around her and cradled her as her body shook. He could feel her cold skin against his.

"I wasn't thinking. It was so stupid. I never met to say what I did. I understand why you did it. It's none of my business how you choose to handle things. I don't want to lose you. I don't want to sleep without you by my side. I need you." He whispered. She was quivering.

"You're freezing." He told her, she looked up.

"I want to go home." She replied him softly.

"Of course." He said with a faint smile.

She climbed off his lap and began walking to the car. He rushed ahead of her and opened the door. She slowly climbed in. He watched her as she fastened her seat belt. She just stared out the windshield. He walked to the driver's side and climbed in. The ride home was silent. He didn't know what to say. He knew how she was. She shut down, and didn't talk. She held it all in. She suffered in silence. He pulled into the driveway. Everyone's cars were there. He hadn't even seen them leave the hospital parking lot. He walked over to her side of the car and opened the door. She sighed as she climbed out and walked toward the house. Derek caught up with her and unlocked the door.

"Mer!" Izzie said happily. "You left your purse at Joe's." She said as she held it out for her. "Are you okay? Why are you all dirty?"

"Thanks." Meredith said flatly. She didn't answer her questions. She laid her purse on the small table and walked up the stairs.

"What's wrong with her?" Izzie asked. Derek just shook his head and walked up the stairs like a puppy that had just been yelled at.

Meredith was standing in front of the mirror when Derek walked in. He could see her looking at him in the reflection. He quickly walked to the bathroom and began running hot water in the tub. She was still standing there in her soaked clothes when he walked back into her room. She didn't even acknowledge him. He turned her around. She started blankly. He peeled off her top as she stood there. She didn't resist, she didn't fight. He methodically proceeded to undress her. He grabbed her hand and led her into the bathroom. She climbed in and closed her eyes. He walked out, feeling like the biggest asshole in the world.

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"What did you do to her?" Izzie asked, as Derek grabbed a glass of water.

"I was a jerk." Derek said quickly. "I was a jerk..."

"Is she okay?" Izzie asked with worry.

"I don't know." Derek said honestly. She hadn't really talked to him. Knowing her history, he was concerned.

"What do you mean you don't know?" Izzie asked with a sense of anger in her voice.

"She won't talk and--" He started. "I can handle it." He said as he walked off, and away from Izzie.

Meredith let the warm water cover her body as she leaned back. Of all people, she never thought that Derek would walk away from her. She trusted him. She loved him. And even after she begged, he left. The look in his eyes was pure disgust. He looked as if she made him sick. Maybe she deserved it. Maybe not. But, he came back. He did come back. So what does it mean? She had no idea. She leaned back against the tub and slid down. It was so peaceful under the water. She could stay there forever. She laid there until she couldn't, until the water threatened to take the life out of her. She took in a deep breath as she came up. She had no idea what to do. She felt betrayed.

Derek laid back on the bed. He had already changed into his flannel pants and a tee shirt. He was hoping she would talk to him. But he wasn't going to push her, that was not the key. He looked over as the bathroom door opened. Meredith was standing there in a tee shirt. He had to admire how good she made a tee shirt look. He could see the outline of her figure through its old worn fabric. She sighed as she walked over to the bed and laid down. She didn't look over at him. She stared at the ceiling.

"Mer-" He started. She didn't look at him.

"No." She returned with a sigh. "I think you should leave." She added angrily.

"What?" He said in surprise.

"I would like you to leave. Go to the trailer, or a hotel. I can't look at you right now." She said as a tears slid out of her eyes.

"Meredith, I am so sorry." He stated as he leaned toward her.

"Derek. You promised. You broke your promise. And you said things." Meredith explained.

"I didn't mean it." Derek said remorsefully.

"Yes, you did. You said what you felt. I applaud you for that. But right now, I just want you gone." She said as she rolled over away from him.

"Okay." He whispered. He felt like her was being stabbed with a shard of glass as he climbed out of bed and grabbed his bag. He didn't even bother to change clothes. He looked over at her one last time before he walked out.

Meredith sobbed. She told him to leave, and now she was alone. She buried her head into his pillow, breathing in his scent. Even though she was angry with him, his scent on his pillow relaxed her. She let the tears flow freely as she silenced her sobs into his pillow which was becoming more soaked by the minute.

Derek walked slowly down the stairs. He wanted to run back up and beg her to forgive him. But he knew her, and he knew it wouldn't do any good. The anger rose in Derek when he looked over at Ian. He was sitting on the sofa, watching t.v. He glanced over at Derek. He knew that Meredith kicked him out. And Derek could tell that he knew. Derek was secretly happy that Ian didn't say anything. If he had, Derek wouldn't have been able to control himself. Derek looked around one last time as he walked out. He was going home, but it wasn't his home. Home was where he was leaving.

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Meredith had spent the day avoiding Derek. She didn't want to see him. She couldn't see him. He was following her, but she had managed to get away. She was upset with him, but she had a feeling things were going to look up. She quickly walked to the room. She had never been so happy to have tests done in her life. She was just hoping it would work out the way it was supposed to.

Meredith left Dr. Watson's office with a smile on her face. Her intuition was correct. The chances where so rare, and yet it was true. She was a match. She was a donor. She was going to save Anna's life. The appointment was made. Tomorrow she was going to change a little girl's life. She and Dr. Watson walked happily to Anna's room. They couldn't wait to tell Peggy and Jack the good news. Peggy's face turned sour as she saw Meredith. She looked at the happy look on Dr. Watson's face, and she quickly softened.

"Peggy, I have excellent news!" Dr. Watson said exuberantly. She looked at him with anticipation. "We have found a donor."

She gasped as tears ran down their face. Hugs were exchanged. Except for Meredith, she was off to the side. She kept saying thank you to the doctor. She looked so relieved, so happy. Peggy then came back to reality.

"Why is she here?" Peggy asked, pointing to Meredith.

"Well-" Dr. Watson said. "Dr. Grey is your donor. She is going to save your granddaughter's life!"

"No!" Peggy spat. "Absolutely not!"

"What?" Dr. Watson said in shock.

"We don't want her help. We don't want her bone marrow. No! Find someone else." Peggy said angrily.

"Mrs. Livingston. Dr. Grey can save Anna." Nick Watson pointed out.

"I don't care. We are not doing this." Peggy spat. Meredith stood there in shock.

"Mrs. Livingston, whatever problems you have with Dr. Grey need to be set aside for the sake of your granddaughter. She deserves to get married, and grow old. Meredith can give that to her." Nick explained.

"Well, I don't want it. Come back when you've found someone else." Peggy said angrily.

"This is borderline child abuse." Nick said angrily as he walked away. He pulled Meredith with him. She looked over. "Don't worry, this isn't over!" He told her. She sighed.

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