This is a Mer/Mark fanfic. This first chapter will probably start out slow but the story will get better I just had to set it up for you the reader!
I hope you like it!
Restless Heart Syndrome
Chapter 1: Whatsername
Meredith POV
A bar in New York City
"Look at the two that just walked in." I turned to see where Clarissa was pointing. In fact there were two men who walked into the bar. One was taller with perfect wavy black hair. He had a perfectly angled jaw with short black stubble grazing over it. The other was almost the same height with shorter hair and electric blue eyes. I watched them walk over and sit at the bar. I didn't even wait for my friend's discussion about them. I got up and sat down next to the one with the great blue eyes. I saw the bartender approach to get my drink order.
"Tequila, please."
Blue eyes turned to me and smiled, "You are going to regret that tomorrow."
"Maybe I will have more than one thing to regret tomorrow."
I got a chuckle out of him. "I'm Mark by the way, and this is Derek my brother." The perfect haired guy looked our direction at the sound of his name.
"I am Meredith." I looked into Mark's eyes, drank the tequila, and some how I knew I was going home with him.
* * *
The Next Morning
I awoke in the wrong bed. I awoke in a strange bed. I sat up and noticed I was naked. How did that happen? I didn't see any one else in the room. I heard the door open and a guy walk in. I recognized him and Mark. The guy from the bar.
"I was wondering when you were going to wake up."
"Yeah, what time is it?"
He looked at his watch, "About 11:30 a.m. Why?"
"Crap. I have to meet my mom in an hour. Crap, crap, crap. I am sorry but I have to leave, now if I want to get home and shower before I meet my mom."
He looked kind of depressed at that thought, almost if his cat had ate a sock and he had to surgically remove it from him. "Yeah that's okay. Go have fun with your mom."
I snorted at that statement, apparently he hasn't met my mom. I can't remember much from last night, but I knew I liked him. I knew I really liked him. "Here is my cell number, call me." And I left with out another word.
* * *
A restaurant in New York City, 12:40 p.m.
I walked in as saw her sitting alone at the table.
"Meredith, you are late. I told you to meet me here at 12:30 and it is now 12:41 according to my watch. I suppose you have an excuse as to why you are late."
"Hello mother. I slept in, I am sorry I am late."
"That is no excuse. So have you decided where you will do your internship?"
Of course she wants to go straight to my future. "I have applied to Johns Hopkins, New York Presbyterian, Duke, and Seattle Grace. I am just waiting for the replies, which should come soon."
"I expected better of you. I expected you to know exactly where you were going. I expected you to be sure."
I shook my head. This was just like her, to belittle me. The rest of the time she talked about my career and how I am not going to be able to go through with it.
* * *
Later that day
"Let me guess you are going to New York Presbyterian. That way you can be near the yummy guy you met last night at the bar." I looked at Clarissa as she said this. I had gotten into all the hospital programs I applied to.
"I'm not sure. After lunch with my mom, Seattle is sounding good, being half way across the country."
"You are going to have to pick one soon. They all start in about two and a half weeks."
I kept looking over the information each hospital sent, when my phone rang. I didn't recognize the number.
"Hello?"
"Hey, Meredith? It's Mark."
Oh yeah, Mark. Yummy blue eyed Mark from the bar. "Oh, hey."
"Is this a bad time?"
"Nope it's a perfect time." Clarissa looked at me as I said this raising her eyebrows.
"Good. How was lunch with your mother?" So he remembered. Maybe he wasn't as clueless as I thought.
"It was . . . fine, as to be expected."
"I guess that's good. I was calling to see if you wanted to go out to dinner with me."
I was shocked. Mark seemed like the guy who had one night stands and never called again.
"Um. . . sure. Yeah. Yes I will go to dinner with you." This too caught Clarissa's attention.
"Okay, should I pick you up about 7:30?"
"Yeah, that sounds good. I will give you my address. . ."
"Let me guess that was the yummy guy from the bar." Clarissa said as soon as I shut my phone.
"Guilty. He wants to take me out for dinner tonight."
"I guess all that tequila paid off, not to mention the sleeping at his place. Don't look at me like that, I know you didn't come home last night."
* * *
I watched a brand new very nice Mercedes pull up to the house I share with Clarissa. I saw Mark get out of the car. I realized I had no idea what he did for a job. He looked old enough to be out of college. I guess that's what I will find out tonight.
"Hello Meredith. You look great. Are you ready?"
I looked him in his electric blue eyes, "Yes, lets go."
The car ride was quiet. We talked a little bit but not much. When we got to the restraint the hostess looked Mark over. That short once over started a fire in me. I barely knew this man but I was jealous when this hostess looked at him. I brushed my feelings aside as we sat down at the table.
"So, we didn't get much of a chance to talk last night." I look at Mark as he spoke this. It was like he read my mind.
"No we didn't talk much last night. I am Meredith Grey, I just graduated from Dartmouth. Now it's your turn."
He smiled. I had forgotten how amazing his smile was. "Okay, I guess we can do it that way. I am Mark Sloan, I am a surgeon."
As soon as he said his name I knew who he was. "Wait, are you Mark Sloan the go to plastic surgeon on the east coast?"
"Yeah, that's me. Your name sounds familiar. Did you say Meredith Grey. Grey as in Ellis Grey from the Grey Method?"
I nodded. Of course he would bring up my mom. Every surgeon I meet brings up my mom. "Yep, that would be the one."
"Wow so when you had lunch with your mom you were eating with Ellis Grey?"
"Yeah. So where does the magnificent Dr. Sloan work?" I had to change the subject.
"Derek, who you met last night, and I have our own practice in Manhattan with his wife Addison."
So last night I picked the right guy. Who knows what would have happened if I sat buy the married guy in the bar?
"So you just graduated. Do you know where you are going to work?"
"I actually have applied to some hospitals for a surgical internship."
"So you are following in your mothers footsteps."
I nodded. Our food came at that time and the conversation quieted down. I could feel a relationship starting.
* * *
2 weeks later
"Last call for flight 812 to Seattle Washington. Last call for boarding to Seattle Washington."
I sighed as I heard the very calm lady's voice over the intercom. I have waited for Mark. He was supposed to see me off to Seattle. I knew he wasn't happy about me moving to Seattle. But Seattle Grace Hospital is one of the most prestigious teaching hospitals in the country. I would be crazy not to go there. Plus we have only been going out for two weeks, it's not like we are married or something. I gave up waiting for him and boarded my flight.
"This is your captain speaking. We will start our decent into Seattle where the weather is rainy. Welcome to Seattle."
I woke up to the captain's voice. I guess I fell asleep during the flight. I looked out the window. Typical Seattle dreary, depressing, and raining.
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