SHARDS OF GLASS

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"So I guess your drinks are on me tonight!" Meredith said to Ian with a laugh.

"You are an evil, rotten bitch!" Ian spat as he slammed his empty glass onto the table.

"Yeah, well, I think you pushed me too far, dear." She laughed as she slammed a shot. Everyone looked back and forth between them. "And none of you will be returning your gifts!" She told them.

"That was all my money." Ian stated obviously.

"I will give it back, but I want signed divorce papers." Meredith said coldly.

"No." Ian said quickly. "You are not going to blackmail me."

"Kinda looks like I am." Meredith smiled, as she stood up and walked to the bar. "I'll have another shot. And he'll have another bourbon" Meredith told Joe.

"This is exactly why I married you." Ian stated as he shook his head.

"So I could order you drinks?" Meredith laughed.

"No, because you are strong willed." Ian stated as he sipped his bourbon.

"Can you believe she did that?" Izzie asked.

"No!" George responded.

"This is why we are friends." Cristina said with a smile.

Derek just sat there. This scared him. He didn't like this side of Meredith. She was being vindictive, and evil. She had planned this. She had been planning it. He knew she had been acting differently. It was one thing to just do something on a whim. This wasn't who he met, or loved. Meredith was kind, and loving. She tried to hide it, but he knew who she really was. And now he wasn't really sure. He looked over at her standing next to Ian. Maybe they were really met for each other. He knew one thing, he had to leave. He had to get out of there.

"Where did Derek go?" Meredith asked as she approached the table.

"He just got up and left." George said.

"How long ago?" Meredith said with a worried expression.

"Just before you walked up." George said.

"Shit!" She said loudly.

Meredith quickly rushed out of Joe's. She didn't see him anywhere. She knew his car was in the hospital parking lot. She jogged across the street, dodging in and out of traffic. Cars swerved around her, honking, as the rain poured on her skin. Then she saw his dark figure walking slowly. She screamed his name, but he didn't answer. She ran even faster. Her feet pounded against the pavement. She made it to the car as he started it up. She pounded on the window. He rolled it down.

"What?" He asked in an unusually annoyed voice. She saw anger in his eyes.

"What's wrong?" She asked, matching his tone. He was angry with her. He didn't want to talk to her. She was lit and acting like nothing was wrong. That made him more angry. He climbed out of the car.

"Are you kidding me? What the hell is wrong with you?" He shouted, shaking his head in disgust.

"What did I do?" She asked innocently. "Why are you mad at me?"

"What did you do? Holy shit. I stand here, looking like a court jester. Okay, so you have a husband. I shouldn't be surprised. I mean, like you would finish something. Who the hell walks out leaving signed divorce papers? You knew he wouldn't sign them. Then the asshole shows up here. I was the good guy and tried to make it work. You two act like old friends, fighting and joking. God, he knows more about you than I do." He said, she could sense his jealousy. "Do you think this is some kind of joke?" He asked, shaking his head and making big hand motions.

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