Teach Me

Teach Me

Expect the unexpected. Derek Shepherd didn't do that. He was a confident man. He knew what effect he had on women. He knew he had the looks and the skills, both in bed and in the OR. He knew how women react when he was around him. So there was never something unexpected in his love life.

Love life?

Definitely not if you end up in another bed every night like Derek Shepherd.

"So, who's it gonna be for tonight?", Mark Sloane asked his best buddy Derek.

They were both sitting at the bar at Joe's wearing their "good-looking shirt". Derek looked around in the bar, checking every female being out. It was like looking over the menu card. His eyes fell on a familiar figure with dark brown hair. She was smiling at him. No, grinning.

iWhat was her name? Renée? Rebecca?.../i, Derek thought.

"Dude, the creepy scrub nurse is checking you out. Watch out for her teeth…", Mark warned him.

"Ha! Don't worry. She'll be the emergency choice!", Derek replied and turned around to face him sipping on his scotch.

They continued chatting when Mark's eyes suddenly fell on the person who just entered the bar.

"Dude, check it out, 5 o'clock. She's walking sex!", Mark hissed over to his buddy.

He was right. In walked the most beautiful, sexiest person he'd ever laid eyes on. How could one single person look so stunningly in a simple jeans and t-shirt. He saw that he wasn't the only one. Practically every masculine being was drooling all over the place.

She was used to it. As soon as she entered the bar she saw the looks. She didn't get it. She was just a girl, meeting her old friend. She even tried not to wear anything sexy. She spotted an empty stool at the bar and sat down next to two men whispering. Tonight she just wanted to be incognito.

Oh yes, Meredith Grey did not notice the strong effect she had on men.

"She's so going home with me tonight!", Mark whispered, pulling Derek out of his trance, rubbing his hands together.

"Ha! Forget it! She's mine.", Derek countered. If anyone was getting laid tonight, then it was Derek Shepherd.

"Do you have anything non-alcoholic?", her musical voice asked the bartender.

"Sweetie, the only thing non-alcoholic in this bar is tap water and coke.", Joe explained.

"I'll have a coke then."

"Here you go.", Joe said as he placed her coke on the counter.

"You know, normally people order alcoholic drinks when they go to a bar.", Derek explained to the woman. She was easy. She acted like she was a tough girl who could easily handle tequila, but he saw right through it. He was so getting laid.

"And who are you, judging me?", she countered looking up to meet his eyes. She felt a strange shuddering under her skin as she looked into his eyes. She was still annoyed. She knew them. All the strategic moves hitting on a woman. She was sick of them. How could they possibly not notice the ring on her finger?

"Derek Shepherd. Can I buy you an "alcoholic" drink?" He saw his chance and moved closer to her. He had the perfect plan. For every woman. They were all the same. As soon as he got them to chat with him, it's done.

He didn't expect what was coming.

"Really? An alcoholic drink? Oh I know your plan "Mr. I'm-too-sexy-for-my-liquor!" I know them all. You wanna get me drunk so you can take advantage of me! I know. You think that you look so good in your so-called "good-looking shirt" and with your oh-so great hair you can get any woman on the entire planet fuck you. Seriously? You are SO the typical "Manwhore", as I predicted. ", she huffed and took a long sip of her coke.

"Hi, I'm Mark Sloan and I totally agree with every single word you just said!", he said and extended his hand over the embarrassed and shocked Derek.

"Oh, I saw you! Are you guys that stupid that you didn't notice the ring on my finger?!", Meredith exclaimed and held up her left hand, wiggling the fingers. A gold band was decorating her ring finger.

"That doesn't mean we can't have a little fun together…", Derek responded suggestively, trying again. Hopelessly.

Then, a redheaded person turned around on the stool and faced Meredith, extending her hand.

"Addison Forbes-Montgomery. Heard every single word of it. You totally kick ass! It was about time to put them in place and bruise their ego. Seriously, I don't know how they can walk around freely in that hospital with an ego that size.", the redhead explained.

"Penelope Fernandez. Nice to meet you, Addison.", Meredith said and shook her hand. Penelope Fernandez. Her character if she wanted to be incognito. And nobody in this bar would find out since she just moved to Seattle a week ago.

"Nice to meet you, Penelope. So, manwhore? I like that. So…fitting, don't you think?", Addison continued.

"Addie! What the fuck?! I thought you were on our side!", Mark exclaimed.

"Ha! Not if she can put you two back into place! You guys think you're god's best gift! Yuck!", Addison countered.

"We do not think that.", Derek spat.

"Dasha!", Meredith shouted happily. It was her sign of telling Izzie to shut up and not show her true identity.

"Pepe!", Izzie immediately responded and hugged her tightly.

"Dasha?!", Mark, Derek and Addison asked clueless. Without a doubt, it was Dr. Izzie Stevens "Penelope" was talking to.

"I see, you've met my bosses. Dr. Shepherd and Dr. Sloan, class A playboys and Dr. Montgomery, lovely redheaded witch and good friend of mine.", Izzie said pointing to all three of them.

"Manwhore galore.", Meredith snorted.

"She rocks, Izzie! You should've seen her when they were hitting on her!", Addison said while the other men turned red.

"Believe me, I've had! Does marriage mean nothing to you guys?!", Izzie scolded. Just then her pager ran off. "Crap! 911! I gotta go Mer…Pepe! See ya!", she hugged her again and left.

"You know Dr. Stevens?", Mark asked incredulously.

"Apparently, I do.", Meredith replied in a smart ass tone.

"Dasha? Why Dasha?!", Derek asked again, more and more interested in her.

"Goodbye, doctors. It was nice meeting you!", she said and paid for her drink before leaning closely towards Dereks ear. "And try not to choke on your ego. But yeah, I wouldn't mind if you did.", she whispered huskily and stood up left the bar.

That was cruel.

So cruel.

He knew he should've had his way with her right there at the bar but it seemed inappropriate.

Now it was too late.

Silence.

"Did she just stand up and leave? Without looking back or whatsoever? Damn, she's smart!", Addison said breaking the silence.

The men were still in awe.

"So, who's it gonna be for tonight, Derek? Since you can't have Pepe.", Addison asked Derek.

That was indeed a good question.

Leaving the bar alone? Out of question.

His eyes fell once again on the creepy scrub nurse.

She'll be the emergency choice.

It was an emergency.

So it seemed like he was spending his night with "Creepy Scrub Nurse".

At least he could imagine it would be "Pepe".

Being turned down by a woman?

So unexpected.