Author's note: Sorry i haven't updated in awhile. This one goes out to BehindBlueEyes29 and Jen. I've been trying to update forever but just needed that little push. Anyway here you are enjoy!

Derek turned his head in the direction of the door. His breathe hitched slightly as he saw Meredith Grey walk into the bar giggling like a little school girl with holding hands with her friend from the hospital. He shook his head and swallowed the remains of his club soda. Only Meredith would bring her friend to a bar after her release from the hospital. He watched as the tow took a seat at one of the tables away from the other interns. Meredith shrugged off her military style jacket revealing the same type of shimmery cocktail dress Zooey had been wearing when she arrived in the hospital. She laughed at something Zooey had said and made her way over to the bar.

"Hey Joe." She smiled glancing over at Derek. "Hey." She said to him hesitantly as he looked her over.

"Hey to you too." Derek smiled as he fiddled with the empty glass in his hand. "How's your friend?" he looked over at Zooey who had already attracted a bevy of men.

"She's doing fine. But I'm no doctor."

"Yet." He reminded her.

"I don't know about that."

"You don't give yourself enough credit."

"How could you possibly know?" Derek shrugged, taking in the sight of her bare legs in that amazing dress.

"A little dresses up for a place like Joe's don't you think?" Izzie asked taking a seat next to Derek. She ran a hand through her long blonde hair and smiled at Derek; her pink sweater draped across her shoulder in a cute endearing way. Derek couldn't help but smile back.

"Hi Izzie." Meredith smiled and turned back to the bar. "Joe could I get a shot of tequila and sex on the beach?"

"Sure thing Mer." Joe winked and began to mix the drinks.

"So Derek what are you up to this weekend?" Izzie asked pouring the charm on thick.

"Oh nothing probably just going to go fly fishing with the chief. You?' he directed his question at Izzie but his eyes never left Mer's.

"I don't think I'll be doing anything. Maybe I'll take a nice long bubble bath." She said seductively giving him a toothy grin.

"That sounds relaxing." Meredith added as she paid Joe for the drinks and left. Shaking her head she placed them down on the table as Zooey shooed away the remaining guys.

"Some guys are such girls. Two of those idiots recognized me from People and wanted to know how long it would take for them to hang out with me and get their picture taken. Seriously who would hunt me down in Seattle?"

"Izzie is practically throwing herself on him." Mer pouted and downed her shot.

"Take it easy there sweetie." Zooey instructed.

"I mean he's not even interested can't she take a hint?"

Zooey took a sip of her drink and shook her head. "No, she's like infatuated with his lifestyle. The wine tasting parties the way she dresses up whenever she wants to see him."

"What are you talking about?"

"I'm a people person I see these signs. You know that."

"I know that you talk out of your ass."

"That too." Zooey shrugged and continued to watch the two interact. Meredith pouted some more even as other men approached her.

"Cheer up chica, there are some serious hotties trying to talk to you and you just keep blowing them off. Oh I get it. None of them are Dr. McDreamboat."

"No. I just don't like the way Izzie keeps blowing me off. What did I ever do to her?"

"Slept with her boyfriend." Zooey pointed out.

"He's not her boyfriend!"

"You try telling her that." Zooey said sipping her drink.

Meredith sighed as she lifted some grocery bags out of her car. Zooey had complained about the shortage of food in the house so Meredith ran out to get some. She left the hospital earlier today courtesy of the Chief giving her a break that she readily accepted. Meredith pulled her Chanel sunglasses on top of her head and pushed up the sleeves of her Stella McCartney shirtdress. She propped one of the brown paper bags on her hip and started for the door.

"Here let me help you with that." A voice said. Meredith turned around to find Derek smiling at her.

"God where did you come from?" She asked as he took a bag from her hand.

"Around, I thought I would stop by and see how you and your friend were."

Meredith rolled her eyes at him while taking in his fresh scent; Derek smelled and looked yummy in his untucked Oxford shirt.

"Liar."

"Not true. Why don't I take you out for dinner? I know this perfect Italian restaurant." He said following her into the house.

"I can't tonight's my only night off and I don't want to spend it drunk in the backseat of your car with me panties on the dashboard."

"What makes you think I would take you in the backseat of my car?" He asked putting the bag down on the kitchen counter.

"It's happened. Besides why don't you take your little girlfriend to this restaurant?"

"Because she's not my girlfriend and I want to take you out. What do you say?" Meredith sighed. She had already said yes now it was just a matter of verbally agreeing.

"Pick me up at eight."

"You won't regret this." He said dropping a kiss on her lips.

"I already have."

"What possible regrets can you have?"

"One and she's 5''9 with blonde hair and a killer body, and could pretty much beat the crap out of me."

"Don't worry about Izzy, we're going to have a great time. All right I'm out of here. Oh and wear something sexy." He grinned leaving an intrigued Meredith standing in her kitchen.