I don't own any of it, but you know that. A lot of the lines from the show are used here, to the best of my memory. it's the last time that I really do it. i was stuck. the lines are what really inspired the story, and gave me an idea of what the characters would say. but i think i'm on track now!
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Chapter two
The Future Freaks Me Out
Every person has a plan, wether that is a long term dream, like being a world-renowned surgeon…or an important relationship predicament, like telling the person that you love, that you love them…or even just waking up on time in the morning, with the smallest possible hangover…not everything works out right.
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"Christ! What time is it?"
"Shhh!" Meredith mumbled. "Just want to sleep."
"You can say that again"
"But have to work." She rolled over and realised again, who she'd taken home
"What?" He asked wrapping his arms around her body
"I'm going to get in trouble for this I can just feel it."
"You know," Mark said propping himself up on one elbow, letting the other hand run though the already stressed girl's hair. "For what that was, that wasn't half bad."
She laughed. "Was that a compliment?"
"Maybe."
"Doesn't stop this being a mistake." She said, though still smiling
"You, have an awful bedside manner." He said. "And for a girl that got me drunk…and made me miss my flight…. and leave all my belongings at the hospital, your not so accommodating now."
Meredith started to laugh. "How much more can I screw this up?"
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George knew that whoever was with Meredith was not Dr Shepard. He thought it was someone…But Meredith wouldn't be that stupid. He stepped out into the corridor in time to see Alex dart out of Izzy's room. George also had high hopes for Izzy's intellect, only to have them crushed…repeatedly. Meredith left her room, smiling, until she saw Georges' hurt, disappointed face. Izzy chose the same time to emerge from her room, in PJs still and huge sex hair and looked between the two.
"Morning, morning." She said fixing up her top. "What? So I slept with him again. So I'm a big whore. A big horny whore who can't get enough. So can we get over the shocked silence already?"
Her words kept echoing inside the two troubled roommates minds. George stared, pissed off, at Meredith. And She couldn't stop thinking, Guiltily, about the man who was still in her room.
"What's going on?" Izzy asked
"Nothing." Meredith replied, staring oddly at George.
"What?" He asked. Both the girls looked away and left the corridor. George stayed staring numbly into space again, partly because of his feeling for Meredith and the rest just due to the 5 o'clock morning and the lack of coffee. George quickly snapped out of it as Alex left the bathroom. George was about to take a shower when he saw Dr Sloan creep across to the bathroom…Dr Mark Sloan. Meredith was obliviously not the brightest crayon in the box when it came to choosing men with the least problems attached. So how could George compete? He never did. He waited his turn in his room.
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George dodged Meredith all day. All the interns could sense the tension.
"Ten bucks says O'Malley caught her doing Mark Sloan." Izzy whacked Alex.
"There's something going on," she said. "Look at them."
"Uh huh." Christina replied, and they both started walking over to George.
"Interns! Rounds!" Came the chorus of the three remaining residents.
"We'll find out what's going on with you two." Christina said to George. "So you can save yourself some pain if you dish…now."
"There's nothing to tell."
"Meredith?"
"Nothing…happened." She answered, confused
"Sure it didn't!" Christina chimed.
"Bailey's Interns?" Said the chief, who had just entered the Interns' locker room
"Yes chief?" Christina said, racing up to Dr Webber
"Two of you have to check on Dr Burke's patients and three more to take rooms 505 to 515!"
"Yes chief!" They responded, and all issues were momentarily forgotten as their workday started.
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Dr Mark Sloan paid the taxicab outside the front of the hospital car park and waited beside Grey's car. She was right. He couldn't go back to New York. He'd had all morning, nursing a headache and lying in a new woman's bed to formulate a plan and now all he had to do was put it into action.
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Sometimes plans aren't things you blindly walk towards, hoping for the best…for everything to work out. Sometimes you have to take the responsibility for your future and decide what you're going to do. Or not do…
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"George, you know how the rumour mill works in this place." Said Izzy, while examining the coma patient. "We will find out."
"Actually, the whole hospital will find out." Christina said, reviewing the scans.
"No they won't…I mean there's; there's nothing to find out." George stuttered, while the other girls laughed.
"Bambi, you are just too easy!"
"Come one next patient!" They called, as they left him alone with Mr Torrini
"I don't know...if I can handle much more of this." He said to the unconsciousness body. And he left in the other direction. They were obviously over staffed. And he needed some space.
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"What happened with you and O'Malley?"
"Nothing"
"Well, what ever it is I've done worse."
"How do you know I did something? How do you know George didn't do something?"
"'Cause Bambi looks pissed and you, look guilty."
"Fine, I did something." Meredith said
"Oh yeah, what?" Alex asked
"Don't make it a competition." Meredith warned, leaving the MRI room. "I'll beat you."
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George moped around the hospital. There was no Bailey to tell him what to do and Christina and Izzy were overpowering him on all the cases he was assigned to. He was about to hide in the waiting room when he heard Alex and Meredith chatting.
"You." Alex said. "Cannot beat me in this. I'm Alex: it's my job."
"I'm trying to hide here." Meredith replied sulkily. "I don't want to talk about it."
"So you slept with O'Malley. Big Deal
"Give me some credit. I would never sleep with George." Meredith retorted.
"You wouldn't?" George asked, coming out from behind the door
"George?" Meredith said, awkwardly
"Am I that bad? Would sleeping with me be that bad"
"George!"
"What is it about me? Huh?" He asked, angrily. "You only sleep with surgeons that are known halfway across the planet? I know I'm not your type of guy. But have you ever thought that…that maybe, maybe the reason that you have to hide everyday is because your type of guy isn't…isn't me."
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He paused and waited, but everyone was too surprised. He turned around to storm off only to see Christina and Izzy standing, stunned in the door way
"George…"Izzy started
"Move." He said angrily and pushed pass them. Every remaining intern turned to look at Meredith.
"What?" She said getting up, hurt and angry. "What am I supposed to do?"
"Meredith…"Izzy started
'Dr Grey' the loud speaker interrupted 'Can you please see to your car', 'Dr Grey, can you please see to your car.'
"I have to go." She said, and stormed out of the room to find her keys.
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Sure enough, when Meredith made her way to the car park the alarm was blaring its different array of siren sounds. She quickly turned it off, so no more patients were disturbed and went around the other side of the car to check for damage.
"Hey." Said Mark, who was sitting on the kerbside. "Bit irresponsible, leaving your alarm blaring, waking up recovering patients."
"You." Said Meredith, bringing her hands to her face and leaning against her car. "I don't think I can deal with you as well now. Did you set my alarm off?"
"You…"he said, getting up gingerly. "Look sad again."
"Do you really want to know?" She asked, looking up at him as he too leant on the car. He didn't say no, so she started. "My roommate had this thing for me, since…he met me, I guess. And he chose today…to tell me in front of everyone."
"And you love Derrick."
"Normally I could just ignore George's feelings, but…what am I supposed to say to him. That I don't like him? That I'm still in love with the married neurosurgeon who enjoys bring my hopes up and then going back to his wife, I…"
"Shhh." Said Mark. Putting his arms around her, as she started to cry.
"I don't want to make Derrick angrier." Meredith said, pulling back and wiping her face.
"Meredith, I love Addison." Mark said slowly. "But she is never going to leave Derrick until he leaves her. And while Derrick is in love with you…"
"He's not in love with me." Meredith interrupted
"Shh." Mark said again putting a finger to her lips. "While Derrick is in love with you, he also loves Addison. He's growing complacent; he knows could have the both of you if he wanted."
Meredith just looked at him, and he moved his finger to have his hand cup her face.
"Derrick has to make up his mind, before any one can be happy. But he is so indecisive… that, if he feels that he can put it off for as long as he can…he will."
"There's nothing I can do Mark." Meredith said softly. "I've put myself out there…and so have you."
"And that didn't work, so maybe we should do the opposite. Maybe you shouldn't put yourself out there. Let Derrick think that he might not be able to choose you, cause someone else has beaten him to it."
"So you want me to date someone, to make someone else chose me? What if he thinks that it's too late? And what about the poor guy? That's so selfish…"Meredith paused, thinking. "You want me to date George? Seriously? That's not fair on him!"
"No." Mark said with a laugh. "I want you to date me."
Meredith laughed. "You have a sense of humour."
"No really." He said. "We're both emotionally attached to someone else. And we know it so we can't hurt each other. I don't think that there's another person that could piss off Derrick more then me. He'd have to do something. I'm getting something out of it, because I can make my move on Addison, when they realise how much of a charade their marriage is…. And…the sex was great."
"Can you imagine what everyone would say?" Meredith asked, exasperated
"From what I've heard, you've been in the spotlight here from day one." Mark said, smiling. "You wouldn't know what to do if people weren't talking about you."
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The problem with a plan is that it seems to signal some form of change, because more so then less…the something that your planning towards is different, much different to what you might have now. You don't know where they're going to go. Or where they'll take you. If you'll take plan A or plan B, or whose plans you're a part of. But we have to plan. Because if we don't plan. We'll never get anywhere.
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