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Authors note : Hi everyone! Thank you sooo much for reading/reviewing once again! I'm glad you enjoyed last chapter. This one is a bit shorter but the next one will be longer. There's a part inspired from re-watching "My best friend's wedding". As always, enjoy and don't forget to leave a review! :-D

Derek winced in pain as he walked back towards the trailer, two fishes and a fishing stick in hand. His muscles were sore from sleeping on the ground but he didn't mind the pain. It was worth it for if Meredith could have a good night's sleep. She had seemed so sad and hurt the previous night. He might not have known her for a long time but he could definitely tell something was wrong. Derek slowly opened the door and tiptoed inside.
Just one look. Just for a second.
He could not help himself. He moved to the back of the trailer towards the bed. There she was. Peaceful, breath-taking, beautiful. She was laying on her back, hair spilled all over his pillow and her tank top pulled up, revealing a small and firm waist.
What the hell? What is that?!
He quickly approached the bed to take a closer look at her mid section. Traces of old yellow and brown bruises were decorating her skin. He delicately lifted her top higher (but not too high) and the sight was not pretty. Her ribcage was also covered in bruises. Recent bruises. In fact, theses bruises looked like they could be several hours or a day old.
How in the world did she get so messed up? She must've gotten those yesterday but how the hell did this happen? Why didn't she say anything? It must've been painful.
Derek pulled her top back and went to the kitchen area. While he was cooking the fishes, he was still shaken by his discovery.
Yesterday, she said she fell. But how can one get so many bruises on their ribcage from just tripping on the sidewalk? Something's not adding up.
Derek was so caught up in his thoughts that he didn't notice Meredith sitting upright on the bed. The delicious smell of fried fish and the beaming sunlight had woken her up from a stress-free sleep, even with all the crap that happened yesterday. Usually when Finn was violent, it would leave her scared, trembling and sometimes insomniac. Not this time. She didn't know if it was the serenity of the trailer of the fact that Derek was so close-by that made it so damn easy to relax and rest.
"Good morning", she greeted, eyeing him while he was plating the fish. At the sound of her voice, he turned around and an ear-to-ear smile appeared on his face.
"Hey, good morning! Did you sleep well? I know the bed is not the most comfortable.", he replied. She giggled at his concern.
"I slept great actually. I needed that. Thank you for letting me stay the night, Derek.", she gratefully said.
"You're welcome", he answered."The food is ready. I hope you like fish."
"I love fish!", she exclaimed.
"Well great", he chuckled."I'll put everything on the table outside."
"Okay, I'll join you in a minute.". Derek took the food and left the trailer. She got up and put her pants and her jacket back on, careful not to hurt her wrist. She then sat on the bed, put her shoes on and went outside to the table where Derek, a plate of fish and a cup of coffee were waiting for her.
She smiled as she sat down.
"Wow, this is amazing Derek!", she exclaimed as she swallowed her first bite.
"Thank you!", he replied, relieved that she liked it. They spent the next few minutes eating in a comfortable silence, quietly enjoying each other's company. Meredith broke the silence. She had something on her mind.
"Are we still friends?", she asked with worry in her eyes. Derek put his fork on the plate and looked at her quizzically.
"What? Of course we are! Why are you asking me this?". He tried to think of something he might have done or said to offend her or to make her believe they weren't friends. Nothing came to mind.
"It's just that we're friends but we kissed and I have a boyfriend. I don't want things to be weird or awkward between us."
"Are they?"
"No.", she admitted.
"Then there's no problem.", he softly answered."The kiss was great but I know you have a boyfriend and I respect that. So yes, we're friends. We're good.". A small slap of disappointment hit him in the face as he said those words. What he wanted most was to kiss her again and start something with her. However, every time he let himself fantasize about being with her, he was instantly reminded by the fact that she was taken. She was off-limits.

Meredith smiled at his answer. She was glad things were not complicated between them.
Everything is so easy with him, always so simple.

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Derek and Meredith walked side by side through the hospital's entrance until they reached the elevator.
"Yo go ahead, I have to go to the bathroom." she said, as the doors opened.
"Okay, have a nice day.", he smiled, getting inside the cabin.
"You too", she replied. She made her way to the first floor's bathroom, completely unaware that a certain brunette had watched the whole thing from afar.

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Meredith entered the ladies' room and stood in front of the sink. Two women were applying make-up next to her and another one was desperately trying to get a stain out of her top. Meredith splashed water on her face. She had a great morning but it didn't stop the nervousness she was feeling. She knew she would have to come back home or call Finn soon and she could only imagine how angry he would be. Suddenly, the doors opened and Rose entered the bathroom.

"Hey you, the bitch who stole my man!", she yelled to Meredith. All actions paused and jaws dropped. The women stopped what they were doing to watch the scene unfold.
What the hell? That's Derek's ex fiancée! Stole her man?
"What? I have no idea what you're talking about!", she replied to Rose who was now standing in front of her, arms crossed.
"Don't play dumb with me! You opened your big mouth told Derek I was cheating on him and that I wanted him for his money and he left me! All thanks to you!"
"Oh shit!", said the woman with the stained shirt but Meredith didn't hear it. She was too mad and shocked to hear anything. She was already stressed about Finn. She did not need this. Not today.
Oh, no! I can't believe this. Is she trying to pin this on me?!
"You have some nerve! You cheated and you manioulated him. All I did was tell the truth to my friend. If he dumped you, that's on you. Only you!"
"Damn right", another woman said.
"Oh your friend?, Rose scoffed."Then why did I saw the two of you walk in together this morning, looking like a couple?!"
"That's none of your buisness. Derek is my friend and I care about him. I didn't even tell him about how you gave his dog away because he would be devastated!"
A cascade pf gasps were heard from the three women.
"Oh shut up", Rose barked to them. She returned her attention to Meredith who stepped closer to her. Their faces were only a couple of inches apart. Her voice was calm, but threatening.
"Derek is not your 'man' anymore so leave him and me alone. You are nothing to him anymore, you don't exist so get lost. If you ever hurt him again, I will kick your ass. I used to wrestle with my brother so know that I will seriously mess up your pretty face. Got it?"

Meredith was so grateful to Derek fo taking care of her. The least she could do was look out for him, her own way.
Her menace seemed to have an effect on Rose because her face turned into a ghostly shade of white. The three women stood there, mouths opened, probably shocked that such a petite woman could sound so scary. Meredith, satisfied with the brunette's reaction, walk away and left the bathroom with a smirk.

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Outside, at lunchtime, Izzie, Cristina, George and Alex were sitting at a table, eating. There was a free chair next to Cristina for Meredith who was running late.
"And she hasn't called him yet?", asked George.
"Nope", replied Alex."Finn called me this morning and he was worried Meredith didn't come home last night and she hasn't called him."
"That's so not like her to do something like that.", observed Izzie.
"Did she tell you what happened yesterday?", Cristina asked. Everyone nodded a 'no' with their heads.
"I was working in the clinic yesterday and Meredith walked in. She looked like someone beat her up badly. I asked her what happened and she said she fell. I know she was lying but why?"
Alex' eyes widened at Cristina's words.
"Is she okay?!", he asked.
"Yeah, she's fine but she seemed upset. Something's going on and she's not telling us."
"She really is acting weird lately. Last week, I gave her a ride home ad she was crying. She never cries. She said she had a fight with Finn."
"Yesterday, I saw her in the entrance and Finn called. He was yelling at her so loud through the phone, I could hear it!"
"He was yelling?", asked Izzie with disbelief in her tone.
"Yep."
"Have you notic-". Cristina's question was left in the air when Meredith appeared.
"Hey. Sorry I'm late, I had to check up on a patient."
Why are they all looking at me like that?
"Is everyone okay...?", she said, uneasy with the attention given to her.
"Oh, yeah, we're good. Sit down.", George urged, motioning for her to sit next to Cristina.
"Mer, why didn't you call Finn? And where were you last night?", inquired her brother."He's been blowing my phone since yesterday."
"We just had a little fight and I got paged last night but I forgot to tell him.", she lied.
"Okay well you can tell him that yourself because I told him we were all having lunch today so he should be here any minute now.", Alex casually answered.
"H-He's coming here now?", Meredith nervously asked.

Oh God! He's coming now! He's gonna be so mad! What am I gonna do?