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After trying to confront Meredith earlier that morning, and just trying to talk to her about the past 2 years and why he made his decision to move, Derek went to his office to try and figure out ways to try and get Meredith to talk to him. Derek sighed as he ran his fingers through his dark thick hair when there was a knock on the door.

"Come in!" He called looking at the door waiting for it to open.

The door opened and in walked Mark wearing dark blue scrubs and his white doctor's coat. "How is the number 1 Neuro surgeon in the country settling in?"

Derek laughed "It is like I never left." Derek leaned back in his chair. "Everything is still where I left it." Derek lifted his hands up to point out that everything was still around his room.

"Well Richard thought you would be back," Mark said sitting in a chair in front of his best friend's desk. "Although I don't think he thought you would wait this long."

Derek slightly laughed. "No I don't think he did." Derek leaned forward and nervously tapped his desk. "I tried to talk to Meredith this morning."

"Oh come on Derek, didn't I tell you to wait," Mark said angrily, shaking his head. Sighing he leaned forward. "Well I am guessing she didn't talk back."

"No she did. Just to tell me that she wasn't talking to me," Derek said sadly looking down at his hands on his desk.

"See you have to give her some time." Mark leaned back in the chair. "You just can't walk in and out of her life when ever you want to and expect her to talk to you, and also expect everything to be the same like it was before you left."

The room fell silent. Derek knew that things weren't going to be easy, and when he decided to come back to Seattle to make things right between Meredith and himself he didn't think things would have changed so much, and he definitely didn't think that he would have a son. Suddenly the awkward silence was disturbed by a pager beeping.

Derek took his pager off his pants and looked from it to Mark. "I'm needed in CT." Getting up from his chair and walking over to the door he picked his white coat from the coat rack and left the room leaving the room with Mark in it.

* * *

As Mr Soy was ready for his CT, Meredith sat in the observation room waiting on his imagers to appear on the computer screen and also waited on the Neuro consult.

"Alright lets make this quick, I'm a busy-"Derek stopped his sentence as he noticed Meredith sitting in the chair in front of the computer.

Meredith looked from the screen to see that Derek had walked into the room. "Seriously," Meredith said in frustration, thinking of all the things that could be put on the end of his sentence, dick, prick, and ass just to name a few.

"Meredith," Derek said moving further in the room.

Meredith took a couple of deep breaths, now wasn't the time to get emotional. She was here to do her job and nothing more. "What we have here is Mr Peter Soy. 30 year old male car crash victim with a possible spinal injury. We are just waiting on the imagers now."

"Meredith," Derek said again as he sat down next to her in front of the computer screens. "We don't have to be like this." Derek reached over and touched Meredith's hand with his.

Meredith looked down at there hands. She liked the common sensation that she was feeling, she missed having that feeling of him touching her and she missed the touch of his hands. Looking up at Derek his eyes softened and he smiled. What the hell are you doing? Meredith said to herself as she pulled her hand away from his. Don't turn to old feelings, you're over him. Remember what he did to you; remember how he left you and Lachlan. "Don't Derek we are here to work and nothing more. There is no Meredith and no we don't have to be like this, we are working and nothing more," Meredith said as she started typing on the keyboard. She need to put her foot down she need to be strong.

"Meredith we do need to talk at some stage, I need to know where I stand." Derek sighed as she looked at the screen to see that no image was coming up and looked back to Meredith, whose eyes were fixed on the screen, not wanting to look at him.

"Fine," Derek said clearing his throat and looked at the screen to see the image coming up. He was going to give her, her time and just concentrate on what they were doing in this moment. "I see bleeding." Derek pointed to the screen. "Possibly coming from a ruptured spleen, but no spinal injury." Derek stood up and headed to the door. "Page Bailey and book an OR. Once he has had his surgery we will reassess him." Derek stood in the doorway looking at Meredith. "All I want to do is talk, nothing more." Trying again to see if she will communicate to him.

Meredith thought for a moment. "Coffee."

"Coffee?" Derek asked with a glimmer of hope.

"Coffee. In the cafeteria at 1," Meredith said knowing that she could squeeze in a coffee at about 1pm. It was going to be half way through her shift and she knew that she would need a pick me up. And she also thought if she spoke to him in a public place she was less likely to lose her cool.

Derek slightly smiled, happy that she would talk to him. "See you there."

What are you doing Meredith, Meredith thought to her self as she printed off the scans to show to Bailey. You're going against everything you said that you would never do.

Meredith felt as though on one shoulder her she had the side of right and on the other the side of wrong. She felt that having coffee with Derek was the right thing to do, but something was telling her not too.

Meredith picked the phone and started to dial a number. "Yes, this is Dr Grey; I would like to book an OR." Meredith listened to the person at the end of the line. Looking at her watch she said. "We'll be there."

Meredith stood up and walked out of the room to the nurse's station. "Could you please take Mr Soy done to pre-op?"

"Sure Dr Grey," the female nurse said taking Mr Soy's paper work from Meredith.

Walking around behind the nurse's desk, Meredith picked up the phone receiver and dialled Dr Bailey's pager number asking her to meet her in pre-op, regarding her patient.

Meredith made her way down to pre-op to see Bailey waiting for her at the nurse's station reading a patient's notes. "Dr Bailey I have the scans on Mr Soy." Meredith handed the scans over to her.

Dr Bailey held up the scans to the light and shook her head. "This man has extensive abdomen bleeding." Dr Bailey handed the scans back to Meredith. "Good call Grey lets tell this man that he needs surgery."

Both Dr Bailey and Meredith walked into Mr Soy's room and told the news that he needed surgery and got him to sign the appropriate paper work. Once he had done that the nurse's took him down to the OR and Dr Bailey and Meredith went and scrubbed in. The surgery was pretty much straight forward and Dr Bailey and Meredith managed to control all the breathing, and he was now in post-op recovering.

Meredith looked at the clock after her surgery was finished, it was 12 noon and she was on dreading having coffee with Derek at one. Taking her mobile out of her pocket she checked to see if she had and messages. None. "Why hasn't Mark returned my call?" Meredith asked herself. Meredith dialled his number and waited for it to pick up.

"Sloan."

Meredith sighed slightly. "Have you ever heard of returning calls?" Meredith asked angrily, wondering why he hadn't returned her call, when he was usually so prompt in returning them.

"Ahh Meredith I am so sorry, I had Derek come over last night, and – "

Meredith cut him off. "What so you two are chummy again?" She asked feeling betrayed.

"Meredith please, let's not do this over the phone. We need to talk about this."

"Fine. Let's meet in the cafeteria so we can talk about this." Meredith started to make her way to the cafeteria while still on the phone to Mark.

"I will be there in a couple of minutes."

Meredith hung up her phone and angrily put it in her pocket then crossed her arms in front of her. Was everyone now turning against her now that Derek was back?

Meredith walked into the cafeteria to see Mark sitting in the back with two take away coffees. She made her way over to him and sat down next to him. "Hi."

"Hi Mere." Mark leaned over and placed a kiss on her cheek. Getting no response from her, sighing he handed her, her coffee. "How are you doing?" He asked.

"Fine," she said taking a sip of her coffee.

Everyone knew with past experiences that when Meredith said fine, she wasn't actually fine. It was usually a cover for some underlying problem. "I am sorry that I have been talking to Derek, and that I didn't call you and let you know that I had been talking to him."

It was like a switch flicked in Meredith's head and all the emotions of the past day came flooding back. "Why is he back Mark, why didn't he stay gone?" Meredith looked over to Mark as the tears started rolling down her face. "Why did he have to come back now after all these years?"

"Hey, hey, hey, I know that this is hard and I know that he hurt you but I am here now, and I promise that he won't hurt you again." Mark pulled her into a hug and let her cry all her emotion on his shoulder as he stroked her hair.

A few months after Derek and left and Meredith found out that she was pregnant; Mark helped her out a lot. He made sure that she was taken care of and they grew closer. Everyone had seen a new side of Mark, he was no longer the man whore that everyone knew him as, he had become the man that Meredith needed by her side, and he was almost like the father of Lachlan. Meredith loved that about him, and that is what made Meredith fall in love with him. She was so glad that she had him by her side.

"I'm ok," Meredith said as she wiped her tears off her face and smiled. "A momentary freak out."

Mark slightly laughed. He was very used to these momentary freak outs that Meredith called them. "How about I cook both you and Lachlan dinner tonight?" Mark asked as he wiped a few stray tears off Meredith's face.

Meredith sighed. "That would be nice, but don't you have the enemy sleeping on your couch?" Meredith asked sitting up off Mark's shoulder and taking a sip of her coffee.

Mark grimaced, Meredith was right; Derek was still staying on his couch. "I will ask him to get a hotel room…it's not like he doesn't have the money."

Meredith smiled and placed her hand on Mark's cheek, she could feel his stubble under her hand. "What would I have done with out you?"

Mark smiled and leaned in and placed his lips on hers and began to kiss her.

Derek looked at his watch, it was 12:45 and he was waiting out side the cafeteria hoping that he would meet Meredith there and they could walk in together. I will wait for her inside Derek thought as he walked inside and looked around for a table when his eyes met with a sight that he thought that he would never see.

Derek's hand became a fist and his knuckles went white with the tension. Calming, he took a deep breath and release his hand from a fist and slowly made his way over to there table.

"So I see that you already got your coffee."

Meredith and Mark parted from there kiss with Mark having a surprised look on his face, as he hadn't got to the point of telling Derek that he and Meredith have been having a relationship for about a year and half.

"Derek I didn't know that you were meeting up with Meredith," Mark said looking from Derek to Meredith. With eyes that read why didn't you tell me?

"Well I guess she would have told you if you weren't sucking face with her," Derek said angrily.

"Look you have no right to be angry with us," Meredith said standing, emotions once again getting the better of her.

Derek moved closer to her. "You know his history Meredith, and you still go after him," Derek said loudly.

"Well at least he has been here for me!" Meredith said shouting, and getting the attention of the whole cafeteria.

"Hey!" Mark shouted as he stood and looked at both Meredith and Derek. "You have cause enough pain here Derek, and you have alienated almost everyone you have in you life, how about you end it there before you say something you later regret."

Derek looked at Mark then to Meredith. He was right, about everything, and he knew that he was angry enough to say something that he would regret, and this wouldn't be helping his chances with Meredith.

"Derek, I know that you didn't know about Meredith and me, and that this would have caught you off guard." Mark said trying to calm down the situation. "But you have no right to be angry at this." Mark tried to calm himself down, as he over protectiveness of Meredith had started to come up to the surface. "How about you go away and calm down and try again tonight to chat?"

Derek looked to Meredith who had turned and looked at Mark. "Mark?"

"We can all meet at my place and have dinner," Mark said knowing that he would be able to control the situation.

"Mark?" Meredith said again looking from Derek to Mark, once again thinking what the hell was he doing.

"Meredith he deserves a chance to explain and you deserve a chance to vent," Mark said placing his hand on her cheek. "And this way it is a closed environment and the whole hospital doesn't need to hear about it."

Meredith leaned into his hand. She knew he was right, for some strange reason he was always right. "Fine we will meet up tonight at 8." Meredith moved away from Mark's hand and looked to Derek who didn't answer.

Derek didn't answer as he was feeling sick. Sick to his stomach as he watched Mark touch her. He couldn't stand his hands on her. Taking a couple of deep breaths he answered. "Fine." Derek walked away without saying another word.