Meredith gives McDreamy Marshall's CT results, which seem to check out okay. His short-term memory loss was from the concussion, so McDreamy wants to keep him there overnight for observation. Marshall says he has to apologize to the Waltons. McDreamy tells him to get some rest and leaves. Meredith follows. In the Stairwell of Confessions, Meredith announces, "I never should have told you about George." "No, it's fine. I'm glad I know about him. And the vet. You really get around," McDreamy responds. GASP! I need an oxygen mask, STAT, because he didn't just go there! "What did you just say to me?" Meredith asks with less zeal than I would have hoped. I guess it takes a lot of energy to get mad. Maybe if she has a sandwich she can ream him out right proper. "It's unforgivable," McDreamy says, bored. What is? Marshall? George? McVettie? Her sunken eyes? Meredith doesn't recall ever asking McDreamy to forgive her. "So was the knitting a phase? Who's next? Alex? 'Cuz I hear he likes to sleep around," McDreamy comments. You'll be hearing a lot more of that if my prediction of Addison and Alex working themselves up into a sweeps-fired heat and then doing each other after a particularly acrimonious hysterectomy comes true. Alex will finally get whipped by a woman and not be able to get over her, and Addison will walk away, bored, slightly disgusted, but sexually satisfied. "You two have that in common," McDreamy finishes, and starts to walk away. How is he not dangling over the railing by his BALLS right now? God, I was so in love with him in Can't Buy Me Love and now I want to beat his pretty, sorry ass.
Meredith grabs McDreamy's arm and spins him back to face her. "You don't get to call me a whore," Meredith announces. "When I met you, I thought I had found the person that I was going to spend the rest of my life with. I was done, so all the boys, and all the bars, and all the obvious daddy issues, who cared? Because I was done. You left me. You chose Addison. I'm all glued back together now. I make no apologies for how I chose to repair what you broke. You don't get to call me a whore." Damn. DAMN! I don't often feel this way about Meredith, but KICK. ASS! McDreamy takes a breath, looks down, and decides, "This thing with us is finished. It's over." Man, what a dick. He calls her a slut, she makes an awesome speech, and he steps all over it by restating WHAT WE ALREADY KNEW as though it were HIS idea and HE was breaking up with HER! No. Uh-uh. You don't get to break up with her. "Finally," Meredith says, nasal with clogged tears. "Yeah, it's done," McDreamy says again. "It IS done," Meredith agrees twitchily. McDreamy goes up the stairs and shuts the access door. Meredith waits a bit, then clomps downstairs, running her hand through her hair and breathing hard.