So, hey, third chapter of Stalker, yeah, this can get a teeny tiny bit intense, cause Phil is just gonna be playing with Meredith's emotions. And yeah, it can be brutal but at the same time, it is important for the story to develop.

So, now that we got that down, hey guys, it's Awesome Allison with another chapter. So, in this chapter Meredith tells Derek about what's going on….almost

Things happen, life is hard, sometimes you feel down, but the truth and as the Indian saying goes

'Dard batne se ghatta hai.'

which means that pain lessens if you share it. Of course, it doesn't really make total sense, cause if you'll share it , the other person gets burdened with it too. But if you do share it, then the other person can help you overcome that problem , conquer that problem.

"Meredith!" said Derek, walking behind her, trying to stop her. But…..it didn't work. She couldn't bear to look at him, it was too much. He would just do shout at her, and that would not help. She knew Derek was her husband, and she loved him. And to be true, he had supported her not once , not twice, but a billion times. He was her 'knight in shining armour'. And he had saved her at numerous occasions, but not this time, no, cause Derek was mad at her. And to be real, he had every right to be mad at her. He got the grant, he started the trial, and he even took Meredith in it. He had high, high hopes, if everything worked out, then hurrah, she would live until they were old and smelly. But it didn't,it didn't work out, and it was partially her fault. But she was trying to be good. God! It feels pretty terrible when you try to do something good, but it just turns out horrible.

She was trying to avoid him. He had said that they needed to talk. And she didn't want to. She couldn't handle him right now, she couldn't even handle herself right now. Maybe that's why she lost Zola , cause she couldn't handle anything. She was sitting on the bench outside the hospital. And crying, crying like an idiot. It was just texts, but it was reality that those texts show, it was forced love, but the saddest thing was that he always texted her things like 'I love you' or 'he doesn't care about you.' The problem was that it was the truth, that he loved her, but right now , she was the worst person in the world for him. And Phil was claiming that he loved her. The worst thing, she almost believed him.

She felt a hand on her head, Derek's hand. His hand studying the stitches in her hand. And then he came forward, and sat beside her. "Meredith, why did you fall today ?" said Derek "I know you didn't fall off the stairs, I was sleeping on the couch and I would have heard something.". "Derek, even if I didn't fal from the stairs , I did fall." said Meredith "And why does it even matter ? Just shout at me and just tell me it is my fault, like you always do."

"Meredith, I just care about you." said Derek "Even after everything that happened, I do love you." "You've done a damn good job showing that." said Meredith, sarcastically. "You could have told me, you could have had a brain bleed." said Derek "I could have drove you to the hospital, it would have been safer. If you would have had a concussion, then you could have crashed the car. And you won't even tell me the truth." "I am just not at the best place right now." said Meredith.

"Meredith, just tell me the truth." said Derek "You can trust me." He put his hand around her and for a moment there she almost felt that everything was normal, that they were just Meredith and Derek. She decided to tell him, cause those text messages were driving her crazy. She was about to say it, when her phone beeped. There was another text from Phil, it had a picture of Zola on it. The text read-

Aw, that is such a sweet smile. Don't you wanna see it again ? Go ahead, tell him, I dare you!

Derek was looking her, expecting her to tell him the truth. Those blue eyes were just staring into her. But she loved Zola, and she couldn't have it that something should happen to her. And this was disgusting, what Phil was doing to her, manipulating her. "No…" came out the words from Meredith's mouth. "What do you mean ?" asked Derek looking hurt that his own wife doesn't trust him enough to make tell him how she hit her head. Meredith got up and started walking inside the hospital and she didn't turn back but she could hear footsteps of Derek following her.

He followed her inside the hospital. They were in the hallway, their were people all around.

And then he took her hand, and stopped her, and everyone else who liked them some good drama started watching instantly. They might as well have had popcorn in their hands. Christina, Alex, Richard, some patients, some gossiping nurses who stopped their gossip at that very moment and a strang looking dark-haired lady. "Meredith, just tell me what happened." said Derek, looking in her eyes. "It's just one silly cut, it happened for a silly reason that I fell, I fell Derek. Just be satisfied with the answer." said Meredith. People were starting to look at them. "There's just….. something you're not telling me." said Derek.

"Oh God! I can't tell you." said Meredith, feeling absolutely frustrated. "You can't or you won't?!" said Derek rather shouted in anger. He was clutching her wrist tightly that it was gonna leave some marks and she knew that he was not at the right place and he was not thinking straight. "You're hurting me." said Meredith, and Derek left her there and went away, probably frustrated and angered by her. And that is when they started, the whispers , those stares, Christina came to her and put her hand on her shoulder. The nurses were still standing there , looking at her, until Christina told them to keep moving. Meredith just stood there. She was quite surprised that there was no text from Phil yet. Christina took her to the nearest on-call room. Meredith sat on one of the beds.

"We can't survive this." said Meredith , out of the blue "I can't survive this.". "What happened?" asked Christina "Did McDreamy hit you?" "I fell, and I hit my head. I was having a nightmare and I fell. People fall from their beds all the time. People have nightmares all the time!" said Meredith. "And how do you know I hit my head ?" "Are you kidding me? I'm your soulmate, I keep track." said Christina "McJerk shouldn't have done it. But he's right, you are paranoid these days, and jumpy, and worst, Meredith Grey , you're hiding something from me.". "I have got nothing to hide." said Meredith. "Meredith," said Christina in a sarcastic tone "Why don't you go to the peds floor and tell this to the babies, cause unlike them, I wasn't born yesterday." .Christina's pager beeped. "I have a four- hour long surgery" she said "Try to survive for four hours." And then she went away.

Meredith wanted to control herself, she wanted to, but she couldn't. And she let the emotions out. She let the tears roll down her eyes. And that is when the door opened. And in came the strange looking dark haired woman from the hallway. "Hi" said the woman "That's quite a fight you had there with your husband.". "I gather you saw it all." said Meredith, wiping her tears "What do you want from me?". "I" said the woman "want to help you. I am a therapist, actually. I'm Dr Dawson." Meredith eyed the woman from head to toe. "Quite frankly, you don't look like one." said Meredith "And I don't know you at all.".

"I don't look like a therapist?" said Dr Dawson , sounding quite hurt. "Well, you sound just like my mom, my jealous sister, my half-brother, my therapist, my colleagues, the chief, and my third cousin twice removed. But, seeing that you're in a emotional state right now, unlike the others , I won't tell you to suck it. And Oh My God! It is , like, so rude of me to not introduce myself. I'm Emma, I am 33. Born in Texas, my father left us, and that's where my half-brother came from. I always wanted to be a ballerina but then my sister became one and then I became nerdy, went to school and became a therapist. And Meredith, it looks like you have trust issues or maybe you're aware of stranger danger. I always get those two mixed up. Here's my card , and I'm gonna stop talking now." The woman went away as quickly as she came.

Meredith was standing in the room, holding the card in her hand and saying to herself What the hell just happened? And who the hell was that woman?

So, Emma is the comic relief in this fic. And also, next chapter can be violent and you'll know why Phil isn't texting her. She is relieved but she is also afraid of what he'll do next. Next chapter, will be a little more Derek- centric. You people have been requesting a long chapter from months and I gave it to you. So, you like, you no like ? Tell me about it, you know I love me some criticism but I hate comments that are just mean.

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