AN: I am in the mood to write, and Grey's stuff seems to be flowing so I thought I might as well post some more.
Disclaimer: I own nothing…nadda. Not the characters or the lyrics to Jem's song Save Me…..nothing.
"I can't date him! I won't date him!"
"Ha. Right," Cristina replied with in her sarcastic tone.
"I'm serious!"
"Seriously? Come on Mer."
"Don't come on me! I can! I have self control! I can…I will!"
"Mer…just…shut up."
"Cristina!"
"What? You are fooling yourself. I mean, screwing your boss isn't that bad…just don't get caught….you have a chance at some hot sex…well, I am assuming the sex would be hot…he looks like he'd be good…I mean, I'm just saying."
"It's wrong! I won't date him. I won't have sex with him!"
Cristina shot her an unconvinced look. Meredith sighed.
"What will it take for you to believe me?!"
"Actions speak louder than words. Bet on it."
"Bet on it? Seriously?! You want to make a bet with me that I can not have sex with my boss!" Meredith said incredulously.
"Resistance is the key to life..." Alex said as he walked into the locker room. He walked up to where Meredith and Cristina stood and cornered Meredith in between himself and one of the rows of lockers. "That is…unless you are talking about me…in that case..."
"Alex! I swear! Get away from me!" Meredith shouted at him as she pushed him away.
Cristina shot him a dirty look as he snickered and sat down on a bench.
"What?" Alex asked her.
"Oh, don't make me gag evil spawn."
Alex laughed as he walked out the room leaving Meredith and Cristina to continue their conversation.
"So?" Cristina asked Meredith.
"What?"
"The bet. Are you in or not?"
"So you are serious?"
"Yes! I bet 50 bucks that you can't resist Shepard for the next…." She paused "…2 weeks," she finished.
"You really don't think I can do it, do you?"
Cristina laughed, "I really don't."
"You know what? You're on!"
"Okay. Deal," Cristina said offering her hand to Meredith. Meredith looked at it for a few seconds before grabbing it and shaking it furiously.
Meredith was on her way down to the gallery when her pager went off. She took it off her waist band. On call room. She felt her face get tight and scrunch up. I can't believe him! He has the audacity to page me down the on call room! Seriously!?She quickened her pace as she muttered curse words under her breath.
Meredith walked out of the gallery only about 20 minutes later. The patient in the OR had gone into cardio arrest and had died on the table. She was just about to go get some rest when Bailey stopped her. Dr. Bailey intimidated Meredith so she immediately stopped waiting for orders.
"Grey. Pit. Sutures. Now."
"I'm on it." Meredith said as she began making her way down to the pit. Great. I get to spend my day in the pit. Sutures. Big fun. Oh well. Maybe sutures are better than being in the OR with him. I can't believe him. Ugh. Suddenly a rather large hand grabbed her by the arm and pulled her into the stairwell.
"What are you doing?! Let go of me!" she said smacking away his hand.
"What?!"
"Don't touch me."
"Okay. Sorry."
"What do you want?"
"You didn't answer my page."
"UGH!" Meredith shouted at him. "I can't believe you! Why would you do that?! I have more important things to do than to meet you in the on call room! I have patients! And post op notes! And labs to run! Ugh!"
"It was about a patient!"
"HA! A PATIENT! Seriously?! You've GOT to be kidding me!"
"I've got a patient with subdural hematoma…I was going to ask you if you wanted to scrub in."
"Then why did you page me to the on call room?!"
"Well….I mean…I was going to give you the option of...you know..."
"UGH! JUST GET OVER YOURSELF!"
"Meredith."
"NO! Don't! Do you know how hard it is to do anything, like present when you are in the same room…looking at me? Do you?! I can't! You are too distracting."
Why would I think such things And none of these
Crazy thoughts have quick wings
Gaining momentum fast
One minute I am fine
The next I've lost my mind
To a fake fantasy
thoughts are real
So why is it that I feel
So cut up and so bad
I need to take control
Cuz my mind is on a roll
And it isn't listening to me
"Meredith."
"What?!!"
Derek grabbed her by the waist and rested his hands on the small of her back. He pulled her closer and crashed his lips onto hers. After a moment, Meredith pulled away.
"No! You can't do that!"
"Do what?"
"Kiss me, and pretend everything is fine!"
"I can't?"
"No!"
He grabbed her two small arms and trapped her.
"Stop resisting it. Just give in."
She looked at him. His eyes were hypnotizing. Oh god. She thought. She began breathing heavily and reached up to his face kissing him passionately. He pushed her small frame up against the railing. He slid his hand up and down her thigh snapping her back into reality. Suddenly she pushed him away. He looked bewildered.
Ok so here we go
If it works I'll let you know
One two three I say stop
The Bet she thought. "Sutures." Was all she offered to explain her actions.
Mirror mirror on the wall
Who's the dumbest of them all
"Okay." He said satisfied with her explanation. "So we'll finish this later?"
"Umm…yeah…okay."
You know…if he weren't so good looking….and that dumb smirk…..and the hair…it would make this bet so much easier….maybe losing wouldn't be so bad. NO! I can't. Stay strong.
She was walking down the hall when Cristina caught up to her and began ranting on about some amazing surgery she wanted to scrub in on. Meredith wasn't really listening to a word she was saying. She was caught up in her own thoughts.
"Hey, Mer?"
"Yeah?"
Cristina had a smirk on her face and was giggling a bit.
"What?" Meredith said wondering what she was laughing at.
"Um…your lipstick…it's smeared a little bit." She said in between laughs.
"Crap." She muttered as she began wiping her face.
"Do you just want to give me the money now?" Cristina asked.
"Shut up!" Meredith said as she began walking away from Cristina.
"Wouldn't it just be easier?!" Cristina shouted.
"I have self control!!!" she shouted back at her.
"About as much self control as a begging dog." Cristina replied.
I'm so screwed Meredith said as she made her way down to the pit.
AN: So I thought Derek might be a little bit out of character in this, do you think he was? And the bet thing….like, in the first episode, they were all betting on what would happen to George when he was in the OR…and I just liked the feel of that so I thought about bringing in a bet. So I did.
