Shades of Grey
By Misha
Disclaimer- I don't own "Grey's Anatomy", if I did Derek and Meredith would be together, it belongs to people with a lot more money than me. I'm not making any money off of this, so please don't sue me. Thanks.
Author's Note- This is my first Grey's Anatomy fanfic. The idea came to me after "Yesterday". I totally expected Meredith to sleep with McSteamy and I said as much to a friend after the episode ended, but she pointed out that if that had happened, it would have ruined any chance Meredith had of reuniting with Derek. Well, this story was born then. What would happen if Meredith made that mistake, just as things were about to work out? Could Derek forgive her? Could she build something with Mark? And what about poor George? This is pretty angsty, at least at the beginning, though there might be some fluff later on, I hope. Anyway, that's all for now, enjoy!
Pairing- Mark/Meredith, Derek/Meredith, Mark/Addison, a little bit of Derek/Addison and unrequited George/Meredith.
Summery- She decided to move on with her life, so she made a typical decision and like always, it blew up in her face in a way she never saw coming.
Spoilers- Up until "Yesterday".
Rating- PG-13
Part One- Letting Go
"She's not going to show is she?" Mark asked after about an hour of waiting for Addison.
Meredith shook her head, feeling bad for him. She knew what it was like to sit there, pouring back drinks, hoping against hope that the person you loved would show up and love you back.
"No." She told him gently.
Mark sighed. "Fate never sides with us dirty mistresses, does it?"
"No." Meredith said again, tipping back her drink. "You know, I did the same thing."
"What do you mean?" Mark asked her,taking a gulp of his own drink.
"I asked him to meet me here, to choose me." Meredith told him. "They weren't together then. She was here, but they hadn't officially decided to work things out. But, he didn't choose me. He chose her."
"Life sucks, doesn't it?" Mark asked her.
"Yeah." Meredith said with a sigh. "Why do we let it happen? We're attractive, smart, funny people. We deserve more than this."
"What do you have in mind?" Mark asked, downing another drink.
"I say we claim our own destiny." Meredith declared, feeling the affect of the seven tequila shots she'd had that night. "Let's stop being ëdirty mistresses' and find something better. So they don't want us, who cares. We're better off without ëem!"
"Yeah." Mark agreed and their eyes met.
Neither of them was really sure of they believed their words, but they sounded good. Wordlessly, they both rose at the same time.
Meredith left some money on the bar for Joe and they walked out together, neither of them speaking. She hailed a cab and they climbed inside, she gave the driver directions to her place and then looked at Mark. "Let's go claim our own destiny."
George hesitated outside of Meredith's bedroom. He had been screwing up all of his courage.
Izzie was right. He had to make Meredith listen to him. He loved her and she needed to know that. Maybe, just maybe there was a chance that if she really heard him, then she'd love him back. Or at least, start seeing him as an option.
One way or the another, he needed to know. He needed to take this chance.
George was about to knock, when suddenly he was aware of voices coming from the other side. Well, not voices as in speaking, but as in murmurs and moans.
He froze, as the reality hit him. Meredith had a guy in there with her. She was having sex with some guy, while he stood here, about to confess his love.
George laughed humourlessly. Well, once again, he was fate's bitch. What was he thinking anyway? Meredith didn't care how he felt, she never even saw him.
George sighed and walked away. Maybe, he just needed to get over her and move on. Maybe.
Derek sat up all night.
He and Addison hadn't spoken since the scene in the elevator earlier that evening. She'd come home and they'd just avoided each other, which wasn't easy given the size of their living quarters. He wasn't ready to talk to her.
Derek sighed. What was he doing?
He wanted to make their marriage work, wanted to honour the vows he had made, but he wondered if he had made the right decision. Maybe he should have gone with his heart, not his sense of duty.
It didn't seem to be working with Addison, no matter how hard he wanted things to work out. The truth was, he hadn't been able to forgive her for sleeping with Mark, not really, and if he was honest with himself, things had changed between them.
He had wanted to believe that he could get over his feelings for Meredith and put them behind him, but he couldn't. The truth was, he was no longer in love with his wife, he was in love with Meredith Grey.
The only question was, what was he going to do about it?