-1Hey, this is a new fic that I started writing a while back. Hope you like it. Any reviews mean people getting double chocolate cookies…

Meredith looked at her sister as she waited to go onto the plane.

'I can't believe that your doing this,'

'She's yours, don't make this any more difficult,'

'Your leaving her behind,'

'I love him more,'

'You get on that plane and I will never talk to you again Claire,'

'Bye Meredith,' Meredith watched in disbelief as Claire got on the plane, not even looking back. Meredith looked down at the baby carrier in her arms.

'Looks like it's just you and me now bubs,' Meredith sat in her car in the airport car park, the tiny baby staring back at her.

'She didn't even want you…she never even thought about you in all of this…you know what? It's just me and you,'

Meredith ran into the hospital, twelve year old Kirsty trailing behind her.

'M, go, I know my way about here, go and see your knew boss,' Meredith stopped and walked back towards her. She kissed her forehead lightly.

'Thank you. I promise I won't be long,'

'Yeah yeah, go now, before you make a bad impression and are late to meet him,' Meredith straightened her black jacket and pulled her jeans up.

'Richard?'

'Meredith, come in,' Meredith glanced at the figure sitting on the black leather chairs beside the desk.

'Where's Kirsty?'

'Watching a surgery, not sure which one if there's any one,'

'Good, and she's doing well in school?'

'Yip, her report card cost me fifty dollars,' Richard chuckled.

'Meredith, This is the new Chief of Neuro, Dr Derek Shepherd. Derek, this is Dr Meredith Grey, my acting Chief of Neuro,'

'Nice to meet you finally,' Derek looked at Meredith.

'I heard about the stand still surgery you did in New York Dr Shepherd,'

'It's Derek. It would seem that our reputations precedes us. You are the one to beat apparently,' Meredith blushed slightly, Richard noticing the chemistry between the two of them.

'Would you like to see the Neuro department? I have time,'

'Thank would be great Dr Grey,'

'Meredith, please,' Meredith swiped her ID through the doors, the place bustling.

'Is it usually this busy?'

'There was a shooting the other day and we're still back logged from that,'

'How many?'

'Seventeen at the first round but then,' Meredith looked down to her pager.

'Looks like I'm loved. There's been a major pile up,'

'Lead the way,' Meredith handed her bag and jacket to the first intern she saw, promising a surgery if her was less than three minutes. She backed into the room, Derek pulling gloves on.

'Ok, what we got?'

'Twelve year old female, trapped under a piece of scaffolding. Major head trauma and loss of sensation below the waist,' Meredith examined her and tilted her head back but as soon as she did, the blood splattered all over her white shirt.

'This is why I don't wear designer shirts,' the nurse smiled, Meredith signing the chart and ordering various tests. She ripped the gloves off as she left the room.

'It would appear that I'm gonna be stuck her for longer than what I first thought. You busy Derek?'

'No, why?'

'Would you like to scrub in with me?' Derek nodded, smiling.

'it would be an honour,'

'Can you just give me a minute, I'll meet you in surgery,'

'Course,'

Meredith watched Kristy standing at the gallery windows on her toes, trying to see further over the surgeons shoulder.

'Let me guess, you have to scrub into surgery and I'm gonna be staying here tonight,'

'Actually your going to Danielle's and staying over night,' Kristy turned sharply, smiling at Meredith.

'I know I said you couldn't go but Danielle's mom is waiting outside for you,'

'Thank you,' Meredith pulled the money out her jeans pocket.

'Call me later,' Kristy kissed Meredith on the cheek and ran down the corridors, Meredith only briefly catching what she was shouting.

'GOSHANGEYOURSHIRT…BYE,' Meredith looked down, her white shirt covered in blood. She peeled it off, throwing the shirt in the first bin that she could find. Few of the male nurses looked her up and down, admiring the fact that she was only partially covered by a small vest top.

'Sorry,' Derek did a double take over his shoulder, Meredith starting to change into her scrubs beside him. He tried, trying to focus his attention into his locker, his eyes falling onto her body.

'Ok.' He looked at her, her hair pulled back, her face now completely bare.

'I always take makeup off before I go into surgery, could be in there for hours,'

'Make Up?'

'I had to impress my new boss,'

'Well, you certainly did that,'