Mark held me while I cried; I was shocked that Zola was sleeping through my sobs.

"Mer...let me put Zola down for a nap." He gingerly coaxed her from my arms. Zola didn t stir, still sound asleep. Mark was back quick and wrapped his arms around me. "I got you. He won't touch you again."

"I don't want you to do anything." I looked at him pleading. "I couldn't take it if anything happened to you."

"Calm down...for as tempting as it would be to go over and beat his ass." Mark grinned at me. "I know that wouldn't be the best approach." He turned me in his arms to look at him. "We call the attorney and tell him everything."

I nodded to him. "We also need to call the Chief."

He gave me the smile that always made my heart race. "Good idea."

I pulled out my cell and dialed Richard. "Chief?"

"Meredith, you alright?" His voice was full of concern and I loved him for it. He was a much better father then Thatcher.

"Yeah, how are things there."

I heard him take a breath and I knew something was wrong. "Well...uh...Derek left the hospital, before security could locate him." He paused. "He is flagged if he re-enters the hospital."

"Crap." I felt my chest tighten.

"Meredith, calm down. We have it covered here. Are you alright there?" He was using Chief tone.

I smiled. "Yeah, I am with Mark."

"Put him on." I knew from his voice that was an order not a question and handed the phone to Mark.

Mark walked away, talking with Richard. I wasn't listening. As silly as it sounds, I am still shocked at Derek's behavior.

"Mer?" Mark's voice pulled me from my thoughts.

"Hmm..." I looked up at him and his eyes were full of concern. "I'm alright. What did the chief say?"

Mark smiled softly. "Just wanted to make sure you were safe here. I already called the security desk to ensure he wasn't allowed up."

"Thank. I knew here was safer then my house." I sighed. "Now, I am really anxious to get out of there."

"Live here." Mark's tone was loving and sincere. "We are going to live together soon anyway. Now, it will ensure I can keep an eye on you. Leaves your place open for showings with no worries of Derek showing up." I stared at him, thinking it over. "We pack everything but the furniture for showings. We can store it or have the movers hold it till we close on the new place."

"Yes." I smiled at him. "Thank you."

"Hey, now...no thanking me. I love you and Zola, plus it is a bonus for me." He waggled his eyebrows. "Now, I get you all the time."

I laughed. "Sooo any food here?"

"Dr. Grey, you think I would let my two girls starve?" He mocked, as he walked into the kitchen. Soon the sounds of him cooking and a heavenly aroma filled the air. I just smiled and walked into the kitchen with him.

Mark was still sound asleep when I woke up. I quietly slid of bed to check on Zola, who was already up in her crib, patiently waiting for me. "Hey there baby girl. Aren't you sweet to not wake me up." I picked her up and headed to the living room, pulling out my cell, dialing the attorney. I gave him a full description of the events yesterday.

"What did he say?" Mark's voice caused me to jump, which made Zola giggle. "Sorry, didn't mean to startle you."

I smirked at him. "Attorney is going to contact police and get a restraining order issued." I sighed. "He also wants me to file a formal police report of the incident to cover all bases."

"Webber already did." Mark looked at me and I could see he was afraid I would freak out. "He felt it best, considering the scene Derek caused and your arm. Gave them a copy of the security tapes too."

"Wow...okay." I shook my head. "You do realize this is insane right? I mean it's Derek Sheppard. Your best friend, my now soon to be ex husband, who I never thought had a violent anything...well apart from him hitting you that one time." I knew I was ranting. "Did you know he was capable of this?"

Mark shook his head. "Doesn't matter what we thought..." He took a breath. "He obviously can or your arm wouldn't be wrapped up." He walked over to me. "Callie sure nothing is broken?"

"Yeah, she took x-rays. It's just a sprain."

"Let me check it." Mark reached for my arm and I moved away from him.

"Uh no...it's alright really." I went to move away and he gently caught me. "Mark, it will piss you off if you see. You are already pissed."

He frowned. "That bad?"

"Callie just said I would have one hell of a bruise and honestly, I am not ready to look at it either." My cell phone rang interrupting us. "It's the attorney...hello...yeah, I just found out a report was filed...no, not so far...ok yeah now?...on my way." I hung up, closed my eyes and sighed. "I need to go to the police station now. They want my side even though they have the tapes. They also need to photograph my arm."

"Alright, I will drive you. Let's get ready and after I will treat you two to some lunch." He was trying to be happy and I loved him for it.

An hour later, Mark, Zola and I were at the police station. I gave him a full accounting, as Mark sat nearby holding Zola. The officer was great. Now came the hard part. I needed to un-wrap my hand to have them take photographs. Mark immediately handed me Zola. She sat on my lap with my good arm holding her. I kissed her head as he un-wrapped my arm. I was kicking myself now, for not letting him see before as the bandage fell away and his jaw clenched. I finally looked and there was no missing the hand shaped bruise around my forearm. 'Crap.'

The officer took the photos and then allowed Mark to re-wrap my arm. He hadn't spoken a word since he saw my arm. I thanked the officer. Mark wrapped an around me and led Zola and I out to his car. His hands were strangling the steering wheel. "Where would you like to eat?"

"Mark..." I reached over and placed my hand on his arm.

He turned and gave me a strained smile. "Ladies choice."

My cell phone rang again, before I could say anything more. "Hello...yes we just finished thank you for everything." I hung up and looked over at Mark. "That was the attorney again, he had the restraining order issued and it will be served when they find and arrest Derek for simple assault."

Mark scoffed. "Simple assault?"

"I wonder where he is...I mean he isn't at the hospital, the trailer or his land." Her eyes widened and she pulled out her phone. "Officer Stone please...yes, hi it's Meredith Grey, I think I know where Derek might be...my house...no, no I'm not there...yes, you will call...ok great. Thank you." I hung up relieved and looked to Mark. "You pick."

Mark's eyes were wide, but he slowly smirked. "Look at you, my own Charlie's Angel."

I laughed. "They had better hair."