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Chapter Sixteen: Don't Judge a Lady by Her Lover

A few minutes later after school that same day, Lexie met with Mark in the student parking lot with a perky smile on her face as she approached him, "Hey, are we still hanging out today?"

"Yeah," he told her, letting that smile appear on his face that had all the girls at school swooning over this guy. All of the female seniors hated Lexie for being the one at his side even though they hadn't been talking for that long. They wondered why he chose a fifteen year old freshman over one of them, "There's just one thing," she said, placing his hands on her hips and pressing his forehead against hers.

"What's that?" She asked with a smile, her arms instinctively draping over his shoulders and to link her own fingers together behind his neck.

"I told Callie and Arizona they could come too," he said, regretting that he told them they could tag along. Right now, he wanted to have Lexie to himself in his house, "Hope you don't mind."

"No, that's fine," she said with a nod, and he leaned in to give her a kiss.

"Little Grey's coming too?" Callie's voice interrupted the moment before Mark's lips met with Lexie's, and his eyes averted to the Latina with a certain redhead he hadn't expected to see.

"Little Grey?" Lexie asked with a cocked eyebrow.

"Oh, yeah," he said, looking back at Lexie, "You're Meredith's little sister, so it's just something that I came up with."

Lexie didn't like it very much, mainly because she didn't think of Meredith as her sister because Meredith obviously didn't want to have anything to do with her. But she went with it, "What's Red doing here? Where's Arizona?" Mark asked.

"What, Mark? You don't like me anymore?" Addison smirked at him and he shook his head.

"I didn't say that."

"Arizona's coming. She's changing into her shorts," Callie paused with a grin, "She could use some sun on those legs of hers anyway, she's whiter than-" her expression twisted when she noticed a small pimple on Addison's hairline, "that big ass zit that's ready to be popped, come here." Callie took Addison's face in her hands and was about to rid her of the blemish on her forehead when the redhead swatted her hand away.

"Ow, Callie, stop," she wined, shaking her face away.

"Hey," Arizona said as she approached the others with Teddy at her side, "Are Lexie and Addison coming too?"

"Okay, whoa," Mark said, letting go of he freshman that was in his arms, "I can't fit six people in my car."

"Oh, that's okay," Teddy said, shaking her head, "I don't have to come." Really, she was hoping to avoid the awkwardness that would come with hanging around Addison for too long, especially when one of the people they were hanging out with knew she liked her.

"No, don't go," Addison reached out for Teddy's wrist, stopping her before she had the chance to walk away.

A grin formed on both Callie and Arizona's faces and they looked at one another and cocked an eyebrow, "Um," Arizona paused, looking from Callie to Mark, "We can take my truck."

"Fine," Mark shrugged, taking a hold of Lexie's hand and they all followed the perky blonde to her light blue pickup truck, "Does hanging around five hot girls make me look cool, or does it just make me look gay?"

This elicited a giggle from everyone else's lips.

There was a faint knock on Cristina's bedroom door, and her dark eyes averted from the television screen to her mother entering her room, "Cristina," she started as the teenager used the remote to turn off her TV, "Owen is here."

Cristina let out a groan and rolled her eyes, "Oh, mom, I don't-"

"Cristina," her mother interrupted with a stern tone of voice, "This boy loves you which is a mystery to me. You're rude, and you're cold," she told her with a frown, "But he still loves you. So you are going to listen to what he has to say."

Cristina avoided looking at her mother, a scowl visible on her face as she crossed her arms over her chest. She never said a word, her mother just left the doorway and soon Owen appeared. She didn't look at him as he entered the room, shutting the door behind him. If she had looked she could have seen the guilt and the pain in his eyes.

There was a silence that filled the room, and Cristina was becoming impatient. Still, she didn't look his way at all, "Well, are you gonna say something or are you just gonna stand there?" She asked with a frown.

"I'm sorry," he finally said. He was at a loss for words, and he wanted to find some creative way for Cristina to listen to him. Because he knew she wouldn't respond to another 'I love you' or another apology.

"You expect that to be enough?" She scorned, staring at the wall to her left.

He stayed where he was, not taking his eyes away from her. "No," she said, shaking his head, "No, I know that's not enough, and I don't expect you to forgive me."

"Then why the hell are you here?" Her eyes narrowed and she finally looked in his direction.

"I feel horrible," he started with a nod of his head, "I feel horrible for kissing Teddy. And yes… I used to have feelings for her. But I don't anymore. Any feeling that I ever had for anyone else vanished the day I met you," when he noticed her features soften a bit, that was when he slowly approached her bedside, stopping half way, "When Teddy kissed me, I wasn't thinking about all of those feelings I had for her in the past, do you wanna know what I was thinking of?"

Cristina didn't answer, she just looked up at him, yet avoiding eye contact, "I was thinking of our relationship, and how I should be here with you or talking to you for hours on the phone at night until you fall asleep like we used to," he took a few more steps toward the side of her bed, "In that moment, I wanted to be with you, away from Teddy. And when you got shot, Teddy was the last thing on my mind. Hell, Teddy wasn't even in my mind at all. All I could think about was if you were gonna be alright. Because if you would have died, I don't think I could have ever recovered from that."

The tears coated his eyes, and Cristina could feel her own eyes starting to water as well, no matter how hard she tried to stop it. She wanted him finally get to her bedside and sit down on the edge of the bed, "If you need a little more time to think about all of this," he paused, finding her hand with his, "I'll give you as much time as you need. Just know that I am really sorry that I hurt you. And I love you."

With that, he stood from the bed and started to her bedroom door. Just as he opened it to leave, he heard her voice from behind him, "I don't need any time… I love you too."

Derek dropped Meredith off at her house that afternoon and she got out of his car with a smirk on her face, which elicited one on his. "What are you smiling about?" He asked her as she looked over her shoulder. Her hazel eyes averted back to him and she cocked an eyebrow.

"My mom's not here," and with those words, he already knew where she was going with this which only made his smirk grow wider, "You wanna come in?"

Just like that, his seatbelt came off and he joined her outside, approaching her until he stood in front of his girlfriend, placing his hands on her cheeks. She giggled before his lips muffled the sound coming from her mouth. They started to walk backwards, connected by the lips as they made it to her front door.

Upon entering her house, his lips were on her neck and the question that was muffled into her skin caused Meredith to groan, "Have you talked to Lexie at all yet?" She pulled away from his lips and wondering what in the fuck would make him ask that at a time like this? "You totally just killed the moment."

A chuckled left Derek's mouth and he tried to kiss her again, "What?" He asked, but Meredith turned her head away from him.

"Nope, I'm not in the mood anymore. You just ruined it," she said, a small smile spreading on her lips as she sat down on her couch.

"Oh, come on," an open-mouthed smirk appeared on his face, hoping she wasn't serious, "All because I asked if you talked to your sister?"

"See," Her eyes narrowed as she looked at him, "I was going to think about letting it slip because I'm still kinda horny - but you just called her my sister, and now I think I'm just gonna take a nap," an amused smile continued to stay on her face when she noticed the look Derek was displaying. A look of pure agony and defeat, which was funny as hell when he was horny.

Derek scoffed and sat down next to her on the couch, "Well, Meredith, she is your sister."

"Will you stop saying that?"

"No," he shook his head, "Come on. She could have been shot too in that shooting, ya know? Are you telling me that if she was one of the victims you wouldn't have been the slightest bit worried?"

Meredith opened her mouth to say something, but she just shook her head when she realized she couldn't say 'yes', because then that wouldn't have been the truth.

"See, I knew it," a satisfied smirk appeared on his face, "You do care." He tried leaning in for a kiss one more time, but Meredith put her hand in his face.

"You can just wipe that smug look off your face, mister, because I never changed my mind. My legs are staying closed to you for a really long time," with her own smirk, she stood from the couch and started for the kitchen.

"Are you serious?" He asked in disbelief and she looked over her shoulder and nodded only once. A groan escaped his lips and he fell back onto the cushions of the couch.

"Why are we here again?" Mark asked Callie as they walked side by side down the movie aisle at Wal-Mart.

"Arizona's buying a few things on her mom's shopping list," Callie said, absorbed in the titles of the DVDs she was passing.

"We've been here for half an hour, how much is this chick getting?" He complained.

Callie's eyes went from the movies to Mark and she shook her head, "What? It's not like you had anything better planned at your house besides playing video games and getting into your dad's vodka cabinet."

"It's better than hanging around at Wal-Mart for half an hour."

"Shh," Callie said, spotting Addison and Teddy together across the way in the junior's clothing section, "Look at those two," a small smile tugged at the corners of her lips.

"Yeah, what about 'em?" Mark asked and Callie looked at him.

"They so have the hots for one another."

"Since when?" His brows furrowed.

"Since you dared them to kiss each other."

"Damn it," he groaned, "At the rate these girls are turning into pussy-lovers, I'm never going to get any action."

Callie let out a chuckle and cocked an eyebrow in his direction, "What are you talking about? You have Little Grey."

"I haven't had Little Grey yet," he sighed, almost ashamed of himself as he looked down to the floor.

"Are you serious? You've been dating what? Almost two weeks and you haven't had sex with her yet?"

Mark continued to look like he had failed at something huge and all Callie did was give him a pat on the back, "I'm proud of you," she chuckled again.

Teddy watched Addison look through the racks of clothing when she heard Addison groan, "There's never anything good to wear at Wal-Mart."

Teddy had noticed the small blemish on Addison's hairline quite a bit that day, and it wasn't big enough to be gross, but it was big enough to start to annoy the blonde a little bit, "Addison," she said, getting the redhead's attention.

"Yeah?" She asked, turning to find a smiling Teddy approach her, causing every muscle in Addison's body to tense. Teddy was now only an inch away from her and she watched as she lifted her hands up to her face, finally realizing what the blonde was doing. She hated when other people tried to pop her zits, mainly because it was uncomfortable, but having Teddy so close to her… she didn't mind it at all.

"There," Teddy said, putting her hands back down and looking into the redhead's emerald eyes with a smile, "That's better."

Addison knew she probably blushed at the way Teddy was lingering so close to her, and all she really wanted to do was either crash her lips onto hers or back away. But finally, Teddy took a step back, an awkward tension in the air now. That was until Arizona's voice was heard from behind them.

"Hey you guys, I'm done with this list," she said, with Lexie by her side and a shopping cart in front of her, "Where's Mark and Calliope?"

"I really do, George," Izzie said as she listened to her best friend over the phone, "I really do think Alex has changed. You should have seen him today."

"So…" George paused, "You're keeping the baby?"

Izzie was silent for a moment, thinking about her response carefully, "Yeah," she paused with a nod of her head, "Yeah, I'm keeping the baby."

When there was silence on the other end of the phone, Izzie already knew what she had to do, "George, let me call you back later."

"Alright," he said.

Izzie pressed the end button on her phone and took in a deep breath, setting the phone on her end table. She got up from her bed and hesitated before entering the living room. She didn't want to do this, because she didn't want to feel like she disappointed her mother in any way. She didn't want to get a lecture, she didn't want to get in trouble, and what she really didn't want… was to get that look that said her mother was ashamed of her. That was the worst.

"Mom," she said upon seeing the redheaded woman reading her book on the couch.

"Yes, Cricket? What is it?" She asked, not taking her eyes away from the text on the page.

"I'm pregnant."

Okay, so now the updates will be a little slower. Because tomorrow is when I start getting busy again. But I will update as much as I can! I can't wait to read your reviews.

-Shelby.