Ok, well this is my first Grey's fic, so I'm sorry for any mistakes. And I'm not too good with all the medical language, so sorry about that. I do not own Grey's Anatomy, or any of the characters. Unfortunately sobs…. Right, well, on with the story… Constructive criticism welcome…
Ok, this is not what I had wanted. I needed last night to try and forget what has become my life, tried to drown my self pity in my trusty tequila. Then to go home with a gut to try and find passion which to be honest I haven't felt in a long time. Ok, passion definitely was there and a hell of a lot of lust but seriously?! He's my boss! As in not allowed, way other the do not cross with the other attendings. My mother, in the rare conversations that we had said that things would come back to bite me in the ass. And oh boy they did. And hard.
For who would be standing in front of me giving me orders. None other than my previous one night stand, yup Derek. Not just Derek. Noo, DR Derek Sheperd, my assigned attending, my boss. For I am just an intern, bottom of the boot chain, the rut, a slave to this hospital. That's me, Meredith Grey.
"Dr Grey? Dr Grey?" Derek Sheperd asked, anger slowly rising. "Must I page another intern, or are you back with us, God forbid, I wouldn't want to break that daydream of yours."
Ass. Does he have to be such an ass? Seriously? He wasn't like this last night. Of course not Meredith, then he was trying to get into your pants. Now he's your boss. And just great, now you're talking to yourself, stupid Meredith.
"Right, sorry," I replied.
"Ok, now that you've done us the honour of returning to us, maybe you can help in the surgery," Derek replied, way too cockily for my liking.
I said he was an ass right? He's not just that, no he's a jerk. A hot jerk. And a butthead. Real mature there Meredith. And the craziness continues, me talking to myself. And now he's looking at me. Why's he looking at me? The surgery's over, why's he looking at me? Not that I mind, with his hair, and those eyes…
"Stop looking at me like that!" I say, sounding like a five year old.
"Like what?" He asks, with THAT smirk. Stupid smirk. Stupid gorgeous smirk.
"Like you've seen me naked!" And that just makes his smirk get bigger. Stupid smirk. That's what got in this mess. That and the tequila.
Before he can answer I run out of the room, looking desperately for an escape.
Perfect.
Bailey.
"Dr Bailey, I've finished with Der uh… Dr Sheperd's surgery, what shall I do now?"
"Grey, did you not go to med school? Post-op. Now"
"But…"
"Grey! Now!"
I didn't wait around long after that and ran down the hall, hearing Bailey muttering to herself;
"Stupid interns, suck-ups, honestly…"
So what do you think? Shall I continue? Review please? Pretty please? With a cherry on top?...