Hello everybody. This is my first ever Grey's Anatomy Fanfic so i don't really know what you experts are going to make of it but hey... here it goes.

Basically, the gist is that Meredith is a famous actor and Derek is a doctor/surgeon person but you'll find out more about Derek as time goes by. The story includes Addison, Christina and probably some other characters but we'll see where it goes!

Cameras were flashing from every direction she turned, the light was blinding and her heartbeats continually crept closer and closer together and yet somehow, Meredith Grey had become completely accustomed to this sensation.

"Meredith!" A completely random photographer called out from the midst of the mass.

"Lets see a smile," another teased and Meredith, as always obeyed to the spotlights commands.

This type of behaviour did not bother Meredith in the slightest, partially because she didn't see each individual face of the people tormenting her with orders of where to stand, how to look and partially because this side of the press was the side that came with the job of an actress. The side which didn't was the fans constantly bombarding and recognizing her wherever she went. The need for a holiday in the middle of nowhere was well overdue and yet Meredith continued to work on new films, never slowing down to look after herself. This, perhaps to hide her from the tragic truths of her life which thankfully the public didn't get to know, was the reason she was loveless.

She had an almost endless supply of money, she had the looks due to the expensive clothing and makeup and she wasn't like the other actresses she knew. If anyone had the time or patience to get to know Meredith, they would find her to be a kind, sometimes shy and lovable person but why would the public or media be interested in someone like that? Life was one big act for Meredith Grey but she learned to live with it.

After leaving the red carpet of the premiere she had just attended, she drove away in her BMW X5 and left the papparazzi behind, giving her some time to think. For the last 5 years she had been in the limelight, producing good movies, winning an oscar as well as other awards for her roles but in as many years she had collected and used about twice as many men than awards.

"Let's see," Meredith thought as her car came to a stop at a set of traffic lights, "There was Eric, he was great but too involved with himself to even notice that I had left him. Then there was Tom, he was just a moron who wanted fame, Jake who wanted money, Liam who wanted drugs and Rob who wanted nothing more than sex. Who else? Sam, Dan, Alex, Damien, Callum, Ethan, Will, George, Luke, Jack, Ben, James, Ollie and Matt all who had resulted in short flings that for them meant nothing. But I'm looking for more. I should just give up now."

As this depressing notion came to mind, Meredith tilted her head back against the leather headrest and began to close her eyes. As the light disappeared and all other of Meredith's senses were heightened, she heard a loud engine of a car coming closer and closer. Not daring to look, Meredith closed her eyes closer together so that it started hurting her cheeks. A horrible surge of pain made Meredith scream out in pain and the deafening crunching of metal to her right threw her across the car and made the world of all senses disappear.

The next time Meredith opened her eyes, there were lights everywhere, surrounding her but this was not the usual sensation she was used to. There were no orders being barked at her, just people hurrying around whilst she sat up on what seemed to be an ambulance gurney. The lights were continually falshing blue and red and it was then that she noticed the police cars. Apparently, what she assumed had been a crash, had caused quite the commotion.

She looked around at the mess spread out across the road. Her beautiful BMW had been crushed into less than half a car and it looked as though there were three other cars involved. Two cars had pulled over to help and a crowd had gathered. Three men approached Meredith's bed and she, being a woman- heck, being human, noticed the dashingly handsome looks of one of them.

They were discussing something secretly just out of Meredith's ear-shot and she strained to hear. She looked down at her arm in a bandage and wondered why it didn't hurt.

"Excuse me, what has happened? What is going on?" Meredith pleaded with the men talking.

"Mam, you need to lay down and let us take care of you, we're going to the hospital to run some tests but everything looks pretty minor, you're a lucky one," One of the paramedics said as he lifted Meredith's gurney up into the ambulance and closed the doors after entering the back with her.

"I didn't cause the accident did I?" Meredith asked, a million thoughts running through her head.

"No, the driver who caused the accident died instantly. There were three other victims, a couple who managed to get away with a few scratches and bruises and a banker who is already on his way to hospital. He's got pretty serious injuries. Hey, aren't you Meredith Grey?" The monotone voice seemed to lift at the end of the explanation and Meredith had no choice but to reply.

"Yeah," She sighed, knowing that this whole accident would come back to bite her in the ass at some point.

"Is there anyone we can call for you?" Came a voice from the front of the ambulance.

"Actually, yes my roommate Christina. Her number is on my phone," Meredith said, a little exhausted, pulling out her mobile from her pocket with her left and functioning arm.

Meredith had been in the hospital for over an hour now and so far not a lot had happened. She understood that she didn't have the worst injuries so she would be patient until someone came to see her. At that moment, her best friend/roommate walked through the doors into her room.

"Oh my God Meredith, what did you do this time?" Christina exclaimed, immediately jumping to the conclusion that this had to be Meredith's fault. She was not one of the most optimistic people to say the least but whenever she was needed, she was there for Meredith. She had been for years on end now and had learned to deal with the press and public eye of being best friend's with one of the most famous actresses in the world.

"And what the hell are you doing in this hospital? I just saw a woman out there with no shoes and a little plastic bag which contained what looked to be her whole life. We're going to have to get you out of here. It's alright, I'll make some calls."

This was one of many of Christina's acts. There was the angry act where she would suddenly start talking in an extremely high pitch, there was the sad act that was a mixture of denial and sarcasm and then there was this act- the act of worry. She rambled on and on until someone would dare to stop her.

"CHRISTINA," Meredith yelled over the noise of constant jibberish coming out of Christina's mouth.

Christina looked taken aback and took a while to recover from the initial shock of sound.

"What?" she asked giggling slightly to herself from the adrenalin rush that Meredith had caused by being in a freaking accident.

"I'm fine. I didn't do anything, I'm the victim here and I know that's hard for you to believe. I just have to wait for some doctor to come do an exam and then wait for some X-rays to come back and I'm free to go. I don't want to cause anymore trouble to the nice people who saved me ok?"

Even though Meredith was the one with the money and status it tended to be Christina who judged and went for first class of everything. Christina took a breath and rolled her eyes in reaction to Meredith's attitudes.

After being in the same room for about an hour with Christina, Meredith was becoming irritated with the drilling she was receiving. Questions like:

"Did you see who hit you?"

"What state is your car in?"

"Were there any witnesses?"

Basically, the types of questions that Meredith didn't have a clue how to answer as she had been unconcious for the most part. To save her from yet more questions from the caring but still annoying Christina, a doctor walked in with their head down. Meredith recognised the features of the man from the accident. Christina jumped to Meredith's bedside for support.

"Hi, I'm Doctor Shepherd. We've run some tests and it seems that everything is clear and you can go home once we've discharged you which won't take long, I promise," the handsome doctor from the accident said and ended with an extremely infectious and cute smile.

"Thank you Doctor," Christina piped in for Meredith.

Doctor Shepherd couldn't even look at Christina for a second, he was completely transfixed by his patient's natural beauty. Her hair was like silk flowing over her shoulders, the tousled waves accentuating the curves in her body. Her delicate hands were clenched in tiny fists with whatever emotion she seemed to be feeling at the moment and then he gained eye contact and it took the air out of his lungs in one fail swoop. The sparkling hazel pools reflected any light they could receive as if trying to reflect any problems that came her way, a defense mechanism. He looked more closely and saw the extent and the depth to which they went.

She looked away, slightly blushing from the eye contact that had been held for the extensive period of time.

"Thanks," Meredith whispered.

There was something about that man that was different to every other set of eyes she had ever looked into, something important to her above everything else, trust. As the hours passed, an exam was done by none other than the dreamy docter, Meredith returned home, Christina still badgering her about her car and other logical matters but all that was on Meredith's mind was that set of eyes and the worry that she would never look into them again.

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