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"Yeah, that's what I said. Are you okay? You don't look so good.", Alex said.

"Umm..me? Yeah, I'm fine. Just a bit tired.", she replied, hoping it would erase the confused expression on her brother's face. It didn't.

"Let me take a look at yout wrist.", Alex ordered which go an eyeroll and a frustrated sigh from his sister. She complied and put her wrist in his expecting hand.

"You should put some ice on it.", he recommended with confidence after a 2 second examination.

"That's always his answer to every injury. 'Put some ice on it'!", Izzie joked, mimicking her husband's voice. The whole table, including Alex erupted into laughter. Meredith was glad for the mood lightening. She needed something to take her mind off of what was to come.

"How are things going with Owen and the wedding?", Meredith asked while taking a fry out of her brother's plate.

"It's going great. Except he wants me to take my mom to go wedding dress shopping. He says we need to ­'bond'". She let out with a frustrated sigh air quoting the word 'bond'. "I don't do bonding. I told him if he forced me to go with her, I would go on a sex strike."

"Did it work?", George inquired, taking two fries out of Alex's plate.

"You bet it did!", Cristina triumphly answered. "Now, he does anything I want. All I have to do is mention sex and strike strike in the same sentence and he suddenly becomes my own personal servant.", she added, surronding by four pairs of impressed eyes.

"I should take notes", Izzie realized as she snatched a can of Coke from her husband's hand and took a long sip. His face turned into a mixture of frustration and disbelief.

"Get your own food, people!", he exclaimed."I swear to God, if I see one more hand in my food, fingers will be cut off."

Like some sick coincidence, it's at the mention of violence that Finn appeared at the table.

"Hey Finn.", George greeted.

Meredith's eyes widened, her heartbeat quickened and her hands were tightly wrapped together.

Here we go. Please don't be too mad, please don't be too mad.

"Hey", Finn replied as he went to stand behind Meredith, hands on her shoulders. She turned and lifted her head to look at him.

He looks calm, very calm. Maybe he's not mad. I hope he's not mad!

"What brings you to Seattle Grace? today", George asked.

"I just came to see if my girlfriend was okay.", he answered. Finn lowered his gaze to look into Meredith's eyes. "Where were you last night? You could've called at least! I left tons of messages on your voicemail. I was worried sick."

To everyone else, it looked like a boyfriend genuingly worried about his girlfriend, making sure she was safe and sound. But Meredith knew better than that. She could see it in his eyes, the anger. She could already see the ice packs and the bruises his rage would bring. Her eyes previously bright from the light hearted conversation had turned into a dark green.

"I'm sorry, I was on my way home but I got page and I didn't have time to call." She got an intense stare from him as a response. He was probably trying to figure out if she was telling the truth or not. He did that a lot. She looked away from him, umconfortable with him looking down on her this way.

"We'll talk about it at home. Come on". he ordered which made Meredith's brows furrow in confusion as well as everyone's around the table.

What? Go home now?

"But Finn, it's noon. My shift just started. I can't leave now."

"Baby, you don't look so good. I think you're coming down with something. Wouldn't it be better to go home with me and rest?", he insisted, increasing the pressure on her shoulders.

She looked up to him and it was clear. Clear that he would win, he always did. She would give in and they would go home and he would beat her.

Better now than later. Let's get this over with.

"Yeah". She turned her attention back to her friends with a sad smile.

"I don't feel so good, like he said. I'm gonna go home and rest."

"You okay, Mer?", Alex said, narrowing his eyes at Finn.

"Yeah, I'll be fine. Bye guys.", she waved. Meredith stood up and walk away with Finn, leaving a table full of incomprehension.

Finn took her hand and dragged her out of the cafeteria and in the parking lot to his car. He slammed Meredith's thin frame against it and firmly held her jaw in his right hand, making her whimp.

"When we get home, I'll make sure you never forget who's the boss around here.", he barked, his mouth only inches away from hers. She looked away, incapable of meeting his intimidating glare.

Derek! Derek's here. Oh my God!

The blue-eyed neurosurgeon was a couple of feet away, running towards her.

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"Guess what!", Addison exclaimed to Derek and Mark as she barged in her husband's office. They shared a look of confusion, both seated in front of each other at Mark's desk.

"What?", they simultaneously asked. Addison stepped forward and sat in her usual spot; Mark's lap.

"Your ex-fiancée, whose name shall not be mentionned and Meredith had a cat fight in the ladie's room this morning. Some nurses were talking about it.", she exictedly explained which led to a shocked gasp from Derek and an amused smile form Mark.

"Meredith? You mean the girl you had your little coffee date with?"

"Yep, baby.", Addison answered, her fingers through his hair.

"What happened?! How?", Derek inquired.

She seemed fine when I left her this morning. Not angry or anything.

"Apparently, Rose said to Meredith it was her fault that if you and her were broken up. Meredith did not like it and said that if she tried to contact you, she would beat her up."

"Beat her up? Seriously?", Derek exclaimed with eyes widened while Mark's laughted filled the office.

"Wow, she's got balls", the plastic surgeon said, impressed.

She threatened someone for me? I can't believe it!,he thought with a bright smile. No one had ever done this for him before, let alone a woman. It was pretty cool and impressive and flattering. Mostly flattering.

"I think it's pretty clear she's into you", Addison stated with a wink.

"You think so? She has a boyfriend.", wondered Derek

"Dude, come on!", Mark exclaimed. "She physically threatened someone for you. I think that's a dead giveaway."

"Yeah, maybe", he sighed as he stood up."I have to go finish packing my stuff at home. See you later.". He left the office, replaying Addison's story in his mind.

How could Rose blame what happened on Meredith. That's insane. And Meredith making threats...very hot.

His mind wandered in dirty thoughts from the office to the first floor. He walked out of the hospital and ventured into the parking lot. He spotted his vehicule and was walking towards it when something put a halt to his actions. A couple of away was Meredith with a man yelling and holding her but not in an endearing and loving manner. Derek ran towards them, balling his fists.

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Alex watched his sister walk away from their table suspisiously. He furrowed his brows and stood up.

"Alex, where are you going?", Izzie asked her husband.

"I just have something to take care of. I'll see you at home honey", he replied. Alex bend down and gave her a kiss on the cheek before running away from the cafeteria.

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"Meredith, is there a problem?", Derek asked as he approached the couple. At the sound of his voice, Finn let go of Meredith and turned around.

"Who the fuck are you?", Finn loudly demanded. Derek ignored his question, his gaze still on her.

"Is he bothering you?". Meredith looked up to him with despair and sadness in her eyes. she was so scared. Scared of what would happen if she said: ' Yes, he's bothering me. He's been beating me for the past weeks and I can't take it anymore'. Merdith wanted to say it so badly but fear was holding her back.

"No. Everything's fine, Derek. We were just on our way home.", she replied, trying to hide the fear in her voice.

"Are you sure?", he insisted, not buying her story for a second.

"Listen, buddy, she says she's fine, I'm fine, everyone's fine. Now, get lost. Meredith, get inside", Finn ordered, going around his car and entering in the driver's seat.

"Meredith-"

"No, Derek, I'm fine, really", she said before entering the car. Finn put the key in the ignition and quickly drove away. Suddenly Derek gasped.

The bruises,all those times she looked sad, her accident yesterday. It was all him. He's abusing her.

"What' wrong with Meredith?", Alex asked walking towards Derek. He had seen Finn holding Meredith and heard Derek asking her if she was okay.

"What?", Derk responded, startled."You know Meredith?"

"Yeah, I'm her brother."

"I think her boyfriend is beating her."

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