Chapter 2 Could Be Anything

The other interns were already gathered in front of the locker room when Meredith and Cristina arrived. George was relieved to see Meredith, who had been MIA for the entire weekend.
"Mer, there you are, I was worried about you, where have you been all weekend?" he said when she arrived.
"Yeah, I haven't seen you since Friday morning at the hospital. What have you been up to?" a worried Izzie said. Meredith still couldn't believe that she had invited these two to live at her mother's house with her.
"I met a friend from college, don't worry, I'm fine" she said because she didn't want to discuss Vegas with any one of them. They didn't need to know about it as far as she was concerned.
"Fine fine or Meredith Grey fine?" George wanted to know. He was worried about her, he cared for her.
"George, believe it or not, I'm fine. I couldn't be better, so just leave me alone. I don't need you babysitting me." She was insistent on that.

Luckily Bailey's arrival interrupted the conversation "I don't have a lot of time, so just listen. Assignments for the day: Karev – Burke, Yang- you're with me today, O'Malley and Stevens- you cover the pit today, Grey- you're popular today. Special request from Sloan" Meredith was reminded of the fact that Sloan had requested her every day since he arrived at Seattle Grace even though she had no interest in plastics whatsoever.
"Great", she mumbled.
Bailey asked her, "Anything you want to discuss with me Doctor Grey?" because she didn't like to discuss assignments with her residents.
"No, I'm fine", was the answer Bailey was looking for and as Meredith didn't want to get into any trouble it was what she answered. Nobody wants the Nazi to be on a warpath
"You better be, I don't know why Sloan keeps requesting you, but it better not be something inappropriate." The resident stated.
Meredith reassured her there wasn't "I can assure you it isn't. I haven't seen the inside of an OR since Sloan arrived but I can tell you where his dry cleaner is and how he likes his coffee, but if he keeps requesting me I guess there isn't a lot I can do. I better go now"

Ever since Mark Sloan had arrived at the hospital six weeks ago nurses everywhere around the hospital were fantasizing about him. He was steamy, but Meredith never considered having a relationship with anyone at the hospital after having her not so lucid man telling her stories about screwing a fellow resident all over the hospital. She didn't want to worry about Herpes and after the recent syphilis outbreak she was glad she wasn't involved with anyone who was walking at the hospital.

"Oh, there she is. My favorite intern is back." Dr. Sloan greeted her enthusiastically.
"I don't know why you keep requesting me, Dr. Sloan. But I am not going to sleep with you" Meredith said like she did the past 10 shifts he had requested her.
"Don't fight it. Nobody can resist my charm." Dr. Sloan insisted in a flirtatious matter.
"I am sorry to destroy your ego, but I can." She smirked.
"We both know you have a reputation of sleeping with inappropriate man. From all I heard you are something like a female Karev", Sloan answered.
Meredith answered clearly uncomfortable: "And from all I heard these inappropriate men haven't ever been working at this hospital unlike your and Karev's nurses"

Mark wondered in a nonchalant way "So how did you enjoy Vegas?"
"Vegas?" she asked totally taken by surprise.
"Yes, Vegas. As far as I know you have been to Vegas this weekend?" he insisted. No he couldn't, could he? I just have to play cool, Meredith thought to herself.
"As far as you know. Why? How? So, who told you that I supposedly went to Vegas this weekend?" she asked.
"I didn't need anyone telling, I saw you." He said.
"Where? Hold on, have you been following me? I mean requesting me every single day for the past four weeks is one thing, but this is creepy, you following me at the weekend. Across state lines" She rambled being completely taken by surprise.
"Relax, Grey. As much I would like to see what's underneath those scrubs, I didn't follow you. I saw you getting on the plane at the airport. The plane I got into as well." Mark reassured her for a second until another fear popped up on her head
"You did. And you didn't see me again until this morning? I mean, Vegas isn't that small."
"Yes, I can assure you that I didn't see you again until this morning, Grey. So, what happened in Vegas? With you asking all those questions I assume something did happen, Grey." He said knowing her behavior was rather odd.
"As far as I am concerned, what happened there, stayed there. You know me, Tequila and boys. So what have you done in Vegas?" Meredith explained to him.

"You!" Dr. Mark Sloan answered dryly and Meredith just stared at him for a few seconds in total disbelieve.
"This can't happen. I mean I drank a lot, but I certainly would…" she said silently to herself as Mark's "I'm kidding, Grey." interrupted her. She felt relieved
"Good, glad to hear that. So, can we just stop talking about the weekend and proceed to working. I assume you want me to pick up your dry cleaning first." She asked, because that would be what he asked her to do the past two Mondays.
To her surprise the good looking doctor answered "Grey, no, no need to run errands today. Skin graft at 10. Read the file, you can scrub in." This was odd, but today she didn't want to think about the reasons for this odd behavior on Sloan's part. No intern ever scrubbed in with him, he hated teaching and all she did for the past weeks on his service were charts, post ops and running errands.
"See you at 10." Was all she could think of answering before he disappeared to take care of another patient.