If Im Not In Love

14

Meredith had been in the hospital for 6 days and she was finally starting to recover. The bruises and bumps were still obvious and she was still in pain, but she was getting better. Derek had barely left the hospital since she had come in the morning of the accident at her and Bradley's house. When he wasn't in her room, he was sleeping in the on call room or showering in the locker room, or calling people to let her know how she was doing. And she was finally getting better.

"Have you heard from Bradley?" Derek sighed, standing outside the door of Meredith's room with Mark, running his hands through his hair and trying to get rid of the tired feeling.

"I gave him a call..." Mark Sloan answered, leaning against the wall.

"And?"

"He's staying in Hawaii another week or two...wants me to send flowers to her from him."

"I can't believe him." Derek groaned, banging his fist against the wall.

"Man...we can't get all bent out of shape. She's okay...we got Bailey to give her more Morphine and you talked them into keeping her another night or two. I stopped caring that he was gone when I heard the girl talking in the background." Mark sighed, looking down at his feet.

"He's the reason she's here!" Derek snapped, trying to keep his voice low so Meredith wouldn't hear.

"I'm going to hell for starting that fight." His friend breathed, feeling the guilt over what happened to Meredith Warren. If he hadn't taken the first punch, there would have never been such an accident. "I liked hitting him but still."

"I wish I knew that he looked as rough as her right now."

"Her eyes....that bruise...she looks pretty rough." Mark sighed. "She's pretty swollen."

"She keeps asking about him."

"He said he's going to fix things with her when he gets back."

"Not if I have anything to do with it." Derek muttered.

"Little Grey asked about it....she thinks she'll take him back." Mark went on. "She says Meredith won't walk away until she knows she's done what she could."

"That's the kind of person that she is."

"I'll kill him if he tries to get her to come home." Mark snapped, the anger rising in body. How could a man walk away from a woman after this? If it had been Lexie, he wouldn't have left. Accident or not.

"I won't stand in your way."

"Woo Hoo!" They suddenly heard a voice. A not as tired voice, a happy voice. It was a voice they had heard a lot in the past few days and it was one they should probably wean off morphine but it made her so comfortable. "Woo....boy! Wooo hooo!"

"She's awake." Derek chuckled.

"And that's the girl we haven't heard in ages." Mark chuckled, before walking down the hall. "I have a surgery...Remind her that her husband is a douche!"

"I'm on it!" Derek called back, before going back into Meredith's room. "Hey sleepy head."

"Good afternoon Dr. Shepherd." Meredith grinned wide, though her eyes were still filled with red and the bruise on her face had darkened over the time in the hospital.

"How are you feeling?" He laughed, taking a seat on the edge of her hospital bed.

"Great..." She immediately moved her hands to his arm, her fingers tracing his elbow.

"I'm sure you are."

"Mmm..." She bit her lip, running her hands along the muscles. Her eyes went wide.