Chapter twenty seven:

390 21 11
                                        

"Mark seemed like a real piece of work" Bailey shrugged as he sipped on a diet coke. Meredith just sighed, remembering the utter betrayal she felt seeing Mark and that dumbass red head.

"She was a therapist! Like, nothing against them but it isn't really the hardest specialty" Meredith said begrudgingly. Even though she didn't have any remote feelings for Mark, hell have no fury like a woman's scorn.

Or something like that.

"Man, You were pregnant and everything!" Lexie was shocked. She was just too kind to understand how anyone could do that to another person. Especially a pregnant one.

"If you'll let me continue, I can tell you exactly how your Mother handled it" Derek suggests smiling.

All four kids nod, excitedly awaiting the remainder of the story.

*********************************

Derek's POV:

Not ten minutes later, Meredith came storming into the bar. She was wearing denim jeans, a tight blue tank top and a white knit cardigan. Her bump was so noticeable, I could see some people wanting to scream at her for even being in a bar.

I smirked as Meredith saw Mark with the redhead.

"How could you?" She screamed. The whole bar, and I mean the WHOLE bar, turned and began to stare at Mark and Meredith.

Oh, and the redhead of course.

"Merry" Mark said, which seemed to be all he could muster up. Coward. He gets caught with some other woman and all he can do is say her damn name.

Maybe it's all the booze running through my veins, or the fact that Mark is dumber than a door nail, but I just want to punch him.

Of course, I don't. I want to see Meredith give him and the red head a decent going over first.

"Who is this?" Red head asks snootily. Like she's disgusted at Meredith for interrupting.

"The better question is, who are you?" Meredith spits, the be on in her words slicing into the red head like a knife.

"Dr. Lilia Miller" she says "now who the hell are you?" She seems so fed up with Meredith I almost feel bad for her stupidity.

Not quite though.

"You aren't a doctor. I haven't seen you before" Meredith shoots back.

"I'm a therapist from Seattle Pres. Who the hell are you?" She growls. The entire bar gasps, partly from her tone and partly because she's a legit doctor. Impressive.

Not compared to Meredith.

"Dr. Meredith Grey, I'm a surgeon from Seattle Grace. And Marks pregnant fiancé" the whole bar oooohhhhs. Again, partially because she's his pregnant fiancé and partially because she's a surgeon. A real life big kid doctor who cuts people open. (Quick AN I have not a damn thing against therapists. Surgeons are just always bashing other specialties in the show. Just didn't want people thinking I was hating on therapists)

"You told me you were single!" Red head, Lilly? Lila? Says. She's obviously pisses that Mark let her make such a fool of herself in front of a whole bar of people.

"I can't believe you! I was folding God damned baby clothes while you were here! I was planning for a brand new human being that is fifty percent you and fifty percent me, while you had your damn tongue down some shrinks throat!" Meredith is outraged, fuming. Her face is flushed and her eyes are cold and hard.

"I'm sorry, Merry I really am. You know I love you and our baby!" Mark tried to reason. "I had a bad judgement call, and I was drunk!" He tries to wiggle out of it.

No success.

"Really? Because you seem pretty damn sober to me!" Meredith screams.

"Having your pregnant fiancé screaming at you for being an ass in front of a whole bar kind of sobers a guy up!" Mark roars "Jesus Meredith, I made a mistake. I was drunk and I was stupid. But I love you. And I look like the biggest ass on the plant right now, which I am, but thank you so much for showing up and clarifying that to fifty God damn people!"

Suddenly, Meredith's eyes soften and she sighs. "Im sorry. I know this wasn't called for, and I know I shouldn't have went about this like this, in this manor. Let's just go home and sleep, we can talk more in the morning"

She was seriously forgiving that bastard?

I was angry, outraged, so outraged I walked right up to Mark and punched him in the nose. "That's for stealing the love of my life" I punched him in the jaw "that's for knocking her up" I punched him in the chin "that's for proposing" I punched him in the cheek this time, hard and good "and that's for hurting her. Meredith might be letting you off because she's all pregnant and hormonal, but I'm not. Own up to your own dumb ass mistakes. Stop covering for them and making Meredith feel bad when she's the one who should be kicking your ass from here to China"

With that, I swiftly turned on my heels and left the bar.

A/n- oooooohhh Derek is all badass!!!!

I figured I'd do another chapter in Derek's POV. Cuz I can. And why not. Lol.

ATTENTION READERS ATTENTION
If I get at least ten comments on this chapter then I'll reveal the baby gender in the next chapter! Currently we are running off of suspicion and guesses for the gender but I am willing to reveal it!!!!

If I get fifteen comments I might even give you a sneak peak at the baby's name!!!

No definite names though. Some things just are better left surprises!!!

I'm so excited!!

Thanks for reading, vote and comment!!

~Daisy :)

Remember for meWhere stories live. Discover now