A/N: I do not own anything dealing with Grey's Anatomy, although I wish I did. This story is going to be based on Derek's POV in season one. Enjoy. R/R please.

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A Hard Day's Night

Where am I again? I think as I hear someone moving around in the room. Then I remember. Oh, yeah. I'm at the woman's house that I met last night at the bar. Man, that was fun last night. I look up at her. "This is…uh…"

She interrupts me. "…humiliating on so many levels. You have to go."

I feel disappointed. I want to do it again. "Why, why don't you just come back down here and we'll pick up where we left off."

She looks at me in disbelief. "No seriously you have to go. I'm late which isn't what you want to be on your first day of work, so…"

Oh, well. I guess another time then. I start getting dressed. "So, ah, you actually live here?"

"No," she states bluntly.

"Oh," I say surprised. I wonder where she lives then. And whose house is this.

"Yes. Kind of," she finally admits it.

What does she mean by kind of? Looking around the place, which still has boxes strewn everywhere, I say "Oh. It's nice. A little dusty. Odd. But it's nice. Huh. So how do you kinda live here?"

She looks at me like she doesn't want to explain. "I moved 2 weeks ago from Boston. It was my mother's house. I'm selling it."

Wow. I wonder if her mother's dead. She talks about her like she is. "Oh I'm sorry."

She looks at me confused. "For what?"

"You said was." Oh crap. Why did I bring this up?

She looks like she's about to laugh. "Oh my mother's not dead. She's…you know what? We don't have to do the thing."

Hmmm. I think this is my kind of girl. "Oh. We can do anything you want."

She looks at me like I'm crazy. "No the thing, exchange the details, pretend we care. Look I'm going to go upstairs and take a shower. Okay and when I get back down here, you won't be here. So…um…goodbye…uh…"

Why is she saying that. Now I don't think she's my kind of girl. Oh well. "Derek."

"Derek. Right, Meredith," she introduces herself to me.

I start grinning. "Meredith."

She starts smiling back. "Yeah. Mmm hmm."

"Nice meeting you."

"Bye Derek."

Man. She's definitely my kind of girl.

As I get to work, I can't get Meredith out of my head. I just try my best to put her in the back of my mind until I get off of work. Oh, man. I forgot we get new interns today. I hope I get a good one if I end up with any. Hopefully they won't be a bunch of clueless losers.

As I'm discussing one of my patients with some of my colleagues, I look up to see no other than Meredith, the girl from last night. At first, I thought my eyes were playing tricks on me, so I go back to reading the chart in my hand. Then, I do a double take and realize that this is reality. She's really standing right there. And she's an intern of all things. Oh my God. I had sex with an intern. Meredith then turns and runs away like nothing weird just happened.

I have got to find her and find out why she didn't tell me she was an intern. I finally find her walking down a hallway. I proceed to grab her and pull her to the nearest empty stairwell.

Meredith looks at me like I'm crazy. "Dr. Shepherd."

"Dr. Shepherd? This morning it was Derek. Now it's Dr. Shepherd."

"Dr. Shepherd we should pretend it never happened."

"What never happened? You sleeping with me last night? Or you throwing me out this morning. Because both are fond memories I'd like to hold on to." This is hilarious. If she thinks I'm going to forget it that easy she is dead wrong.

"No. There will be no memories. I'm not the girl in the bar anymore and you're not the guy. This can't exist. You get that, right?"

I start to smile and just nodding I said, "You took advantage of me and now you want to forget about it."

She tries to interrupt me. "I did not take…"

I interrupt, "I was drunk, vulnerable, and good looking and you took advantage." Now I've got her where I want her. Maybe.

Meredith starts smiling at me. "Okay, I was the one who was drunk and you are not that good looking."

Oh, what a low blow. I hope she doesn't really mean that. I doubt it though since she's smiling. "Maybe not today. Last night? Last night I was very good looking. I had my red shirt on. My good looking shirt. You took advantage."

"I did not take advantage."

I smile at her. "Want to take advantage again? Say Friday night?" Please say yes!

Meredith looking shocked exclaimed, "No. You're an attending. And I'm your intern."

Man what I would give to kiss those lips of hers right now.

"Stop looking at me like that!"

"Like what?" I wonder. I so want her…

"Like you've seen me naked."

I start smirking at her. But I have seen you naked.

"Dr. Shepherd! This is inappropriate. Has that ever occurred to you?" and with that she leaves the stairwell.

I am left utterly confused. What's up with girls actually thinking me as inappropriate.

Later that night, I get a page that Katie Bryce, a girl that came in with seizures, has started going south. As I run in the room I see Meredith and some nurses. "What the hell happened?" I cannot lose her now.

Meredith looked at me. "She had a seizure and her heart stopped."

"A seizure? You were supposed to be monitoring her!" By this point I'm screaming at her. Why wasn't she watching her more closely?

"I checked on her…"

I interrupt her. "I got her. Just, just go." I watch as Meredith walks out of the room upset. "Somebody give me her…give me her chart please?" I am so irritated with her.

When morning comes, I find myself talking to Katie's parents. Here we go.

"You said it was a seizure disorder. Now you're saying it isn't?" Mr. Bryce asks me.

"I'm saying I don't know."

Mrs. Bryce then looks at me. "What do you think it could be?"

"I don't know."

Mr Bryce then asks me, "When will you know?"

"I don't have an answer for you. For now Katie is stable and…"

Mr Bryce angrily interrupts me. "Wait one damn minute. We came here because this hospital is supposed to be the best in Washington. That's my kid in there. My kid! And you have the audacity to stand here and tell me I don't know."

"Mr. Bryce…"

"No I want someone else. A doctor who knows what they're doing. You get me someone else. Someone better than you!"

These people just don't understand. None of us know what's going on with Katie. "Mr. Bryce, I assure you that I'm working hard on Katie's case."

"No you're not! If you were you would be able to give me some answers."

Man! The nerve of some people. I have to figure something out. Maybe if I get the interns doing some research we'll be able to figure out the mystery of Katie's case. I walk into the boardroom where all of the interns have gathered. "Well good morning. I'm gonna do something that's pretty rare for a surgeon. I'm gonna ask the interns for help. I've got this kid Katie Bryce. Right now she's a mystery. She doesn't respond to our meds, labs are clean, scans are pure but she's having seizures. Grand mal seizures with no visible cause. She's a ticking clock. She's gonna die if I don't make a diagnosis. Which is where you come in. I can't do it alone. I need your extra minds, extra eyes. I need you to play detective. I need you to find out why Katie is having seizures. I know your tired; your busy; you got more work than you can possibly handle. I understand. So I'm going to give you an incentive, whoever finds the answer rides with me. If Katie needs surgery, you get to do what no other interns get to do, scrub in to assist on advance procedure. Dr. Bailey is going to hand you Katie's chart. The clock is ticking fast people. If we're going to save Katie's life we have to do it soon."

As I walk out of the room, the interns start buzzing and trying to figure out the reason behind Katie's mysterious seizures.

Later that day, as I was getting into an elevator, I hear Cristina and Meredith trying to catch up to me. What do they want?

"Oh, oh Dr. Shepherd. Just one moment um…Katie competes in beauty pageants," Cristina points out.

"I know that but we have to save her life anyway." I wonder what she means by that.

Cristina continues, "Okay she has no headaches, no neck pain, her CTs are clean…"

I look around at the people on the elevator getting irritated at Cristina for holding the door.

"Ah there's no medical proof of an aneurysm."

"Right." I was trying to hurry things along. These people are getting annoyed with her.

"But what if she has an aneurysm anyway?"

"There are no indicators."

"Ah but she twisted her ankle a few weeks ago when she was practicing for the pageant," Cristina says as she keeps the doors from closing.

What does a twisted ankle have to do with Katie's case. "Okay I'm sure you're trying to help…"

Meredith interrupts me, "She fell when she twisted her ankle. She fell."

Cristina adds, "It was no big deal. Not even a bump on the head. You know she got right back up. Iced her ankle and everything was fine but it was a fall so minor her doctor didn't even think to mention it when I was taking her history. But she did. She did fall."

"Well you know what the chances that a minor fall can burst into an aneursym? One in a million! Literally." Finally the doors shut in Cristina and Meredith's faces. What if they're right? I open the doors again. "Let's go."

"Where?" Cristina looks confused.

"To find out if Katie is one in a million."

As we are watching Katie's angiogram on a screen, I notice what looks like a hemorrhage. "I'll be damned."

The MRI technician agreed with me. "There it is."

"It's miniscule. But it's there. It's a sub-arachnoid hemorrhage. She's bleeding into her brain." Thank God we finally got this figured out. Now to find Katie's parents and give them the news.

"She could've gone throughout her entire life without it ever being a problem." Meredith, Cristina, and I were walking through the waiting room heading to Katie's room to tell Katie's parents.

"Right," Cristina agreed with me.

"One tap in the right spot…"

"Right spot."

"Exactly. Now I get to fix it. You 2 did great work. Love to stay and kiss you asses but I got to tell Katie's parents she's having surgery." We stopped at the nurses desk. "Katie Bryce's chart please."

A nurse hands it to me. "Here you go."

Cristina approaches me. "Ah, ah, Dr. Shepherd you said that you'd, you'd pick someone to scrub in if we helped."

Man, I forgot about that part. "Oh yes right. Um, I'm sorry I can't take you both. It's gonna be a full house. Meredith, I'll see you in the O.R." I start walking to Katie's room.

That night, I was in Katie's room shaving her head for surgery as she slept. Meredith walks it. "Promised her I'd make her look cool. Apparently being a bald beauty queen is the worse thing that happened in the history of the world." Girls and their hair.

Meredith cuts to the chase. "Did you choose me for the surgery because I slept with you?"

"Yes." Meredith looks sternly at me. "I'm kidding." Can't she just take a joke?

"I'm not gonna scrub in for surgery. You should ask Cristina. She really wants it."

Why is she saying that? "You're Katie's doctor. And on your first day with very little training you helped save her life. You earned the right to follow her case through to the finish. You shouldn't let the fact that we had sex get in the way of you taking your shot."

That night in the O.R., we are all ready to get Katie back to normal. "All right everybody. It's a beautiful night to save lives. Let's have some fun." I nod over to Meredith to come over and have a closer look. I let Meredith look in the microscope to see the lesion in Katie's brain.

After surgery, I am at the nurse's station, and look up to see Meredith looking at me. Why is she looking at me like that?

"That was amazing." She was smiling.

"Hmmm." I look back at her smiling and nodding. What does she mean by that?

"You practice on cadavers. You observe. And you think you know what you're gonna feel like standing over that table but…that was such a high. I don't know why anybody does drugs."

"Yeah." I am still smiling at her. She is so right. I love the feeling of being in the O.R.

"Yeah." She smiles back shyly.

"I should…ah…go do this."

"You should."

"I'll see you around." I start to walk off. Man, I love that girl.

"See you around. See ya."