Shades of Grey
By Misha
Disclaimer and Notes in Part One.
Part Eleven: Head Over Feet"Mark Sloane's the new plastics attending?" Christina demanded, cornering Meredith.
Meredith rolled her eyes. Was she going to get any work done today? But then, she should be used to it. Her love life was usually the main attraction around here and why should this be any different?
"Yes." Meredith confirmed. "This weekend we're going to go apartment shopping, just him and I."
"Are you really doing this?" Christina asked in disbelief. "You're going to get involved with Mark Sloane?"
"I am." Meredith confirmed. "I can't help it, I need him and he needs me."
"Is this about revenge on Shepherd or about the hot sex?" Christina asked.
"Neither." Meredith told her. "I mean, the hot sex doesn't hurt, but... It's about both of us being slutty and damaged and finding someone who understands what that's like."
"Well, good luck." Christina said and then grinned. "So how hot is the sex?"
Meredith just grinned. "Let's put it this way, I'm amazed I don't have third degree burns."
They both laughed and Meredith knew that, at least for the moment, they were done discussing her relationship with Mark.
"Which interns do I have to be nice to?" Mark asked Meredith later that night.
"All of them?" Meredith asked, raising an eyebrow.
Mark shot her a look. "Um... No. Baby-sitting interns is not my job, but tell me which ones you like and I'll try not to be too hard on them."
He hated interns, found them completely useless, but he also didn't want to alienate Meredith's friends.
"Alex, Izzie, Christina, and George." Meredith said right away.
"Last names please." Mark told her. "And descriptions."
Meredith rolled her eyes.
Mark wondered how she'd react if he told her he couldn't name a single intern back in New York, just their general descriptions.
"Karev, tall, athletic, he'll be on your ass because he wants Plastics." Meredith told him. "Stevens, blonde, hot and really perky. Yang, Asian and mean. O'Malley--"
"Curly dark-hair, looks at you with puppy dog eyes, right?" Mark interrupted. "I know who you mean now."
He had vague recollections of all the interns that she was describing, since Yang and Karev had helped him with the Lionitis surgery.
Meredith shot him a look. "That's not fair, George is..."
"Competley under your spell and doesn't have a chance." Mark said bluntly. "Please tell me who haven't been leading him on."
He didn't think she was the type, if anything he figured she'd been guilty of being oblivious.
"Honestly, I just figured it out." Meredith admitted. "And I haven't... I don't know how to let him down gently."
"Well, being with me will probably help." Mark said with a grin.
"Probably." Meredith agreed with a grin. "So when do you head back to New York?"
"Sunday and I'm going for three days." Mark told her. "You think you can get them off and come with me?"
Meredith was silent for a moment. "You want me to come to New York with you?"
"Might be fun." Mark told her, not wanting to admit that he was strangely loathe to leave her.
"I might be able to switch a couple days off." Meredith said, obviously thinking about it. "I love New York."
Mark grinned. "Great. Maybe we can make a Knicks game while we're there or a Rangers game."
Meredith made a face, but then laughed.
Mark grinned, liking the idea of showing Meredith his New York and sharing some of his favourite activities with her. Though he wasn't sure why the idea appealed to him so much.