Summery: After heartbreak hits Meredith and Mark, they bond together to get through it. MerMark.

Disclaimer: I don't own Grey's.


It was dark; the only light flooding in under the door from the hall. She sat with her knees close to her chest. She couldn't cry any longer. Her tear ducts had long since dried out no longer being able to produce tears from them. Her back was pressed against the wall, and her head rested on her knees as she watched the shadows of her friends walk past the room in a worried frenzy. A frenzy that was probably caused of her.


"What are we going to do?" Christina asked letting out a frustrated sigh. Alex looked up at as she hit her head on the wall.

"I don't know, Yang." He said letting his head fall back on the wall.

"Any change?" Izzie asked coming up the stair.

"No," They both said at the same time not really looking at her.

"Door still locked?" She asked pushing the few stray hairs back towards her sloppy bun.

"Yep." They answered again in the same monotone voice.

Izzie sighed and slid down the wall. "What is there to do?"

"I don't know. I don't know, okay. So everyone just stop asking me." Christina yelled kicking her feet out. "Just stop asking me."

"Alright, Jeez… Does anyone even know what happened today?" Izzie asked. They both shook their heads trying to recall something during the day that happened.

"She was fine at work." Christina sighed.

"What time is it?" Alex asked.

"Almost eleven," She answered glancing at her watch before letting her hand fall back to her knee.

"How long has she been in there?" He asked.

"Two hours." She answered with a sigh.


She listened to their voices that sounded like nothing more than a whisper. The words didn't really seem to making sense to her and she only gave a small portion of her attention to trying to figure out what they are saying. She rolled onto her back and stared at the ceiling. Her fingers were running slowly through carpeting. She let her head fall to the side and watched the shadows again.

"What should we do now?" She heard who she thought was Izzie say. "We have work in the morning."

"So does she. We can't just go to bed." Christina argued.

"What should we do?" Alex asked.

"Try the door again." Izzie said. She heard the door knob jiggle again.

"Meredith?" Alex's voice came from the other side of the door. "Can you open the door?"

It was like the words held no meaning.

"Please, Mer, open it." He tried again.

She looked over at the door waiting to see what would happen but no words could be produced from her mouth.

"Meredith," His pleading voice came. "Open the door. Please."

She wanted to get up, but she couldn't move from the position she previously was laying in. Her eyes traveled up the floor to the door, but she laid there as if paralyzed. She could hear Alex's head fall to the door. Her eyes fell closed. She just didn't have the strength. The day seemed to replay over and over through her mind.

She sat in the back of the bar at a booth instead of at the bar trying to resist getting too drunk since they had an early meeting with the Chief about interns in the morning. Her back was pressed up against the wall as she sat sideways. For some reason, she was blankly staring at Joe as he wiped the bar down. The door jingled as someone came over, but she didn't look over since she wasn't waiting for anyone. Soon, Derek came into her line of vision at the bar. She finished her beer not wanting to talk to him too much, but was considering it. Just as she was about to get up to go over, a woman walked over. She was about medium height with short brown hair. She leaned over the bar slipping into the seat beside Derek. From what Meredith could tell, she was trying to be sly about it. Meredith fell back into her seat deciding that this was a perfect test to see if she could trust him. She watched as the woman said something that she couldn't hear over the music. Derek looked away for a second before smiling and nodding. He looked to be introducing himself as they shook hands. A large grin was on the woman's face as she waved Joe over. Joe looked uncertain before reaching under the bar and grabbing the bottle of scotch. His eyes traveled to the back of the bar where he knew Meredith was sitting. Her eyes were full of tears, but she shook her head. She grabbed her stuff and walked out unnoticed by Derek.