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Author's note : Hi people!!!
I'm so so so sorry for not updating sooner! I have been catching up on my homeworks/studies this week. Next chapter will be up Saturday, at the latest. Thank you so much for the reviews! I love reading all the guesses!
Enjoy this one and leave a review!!
Chapter title is a song by Maroon 5.
"Are you coming home? I'm done here.", Meredith asked Cristina who was scribbling notes on a chart. They were both leaning on the nurse' station counter.
"No, I have to finish this chart and then Owen is taking me to dinner.", she replied, concentrated on her work.
"And will there be some "Welcome back from Cuba" sex?", the blonde asked with a mischevious smile.
Cristina looked up and smile.
"That's the plan. I need to release the tension."
Meredith giggled. Ever since Cristina and Owen had been dating, it seemed like the only thing they did was talk medicine and have sex.
"What about Iz?"
"She's scrubbing in on a liver transplant with . I don't know when she'll get off.", the Asian woman replied.
"Okay then, I'm going home to do this crapy neighbourhood watch thing", Meredith mopped. All she wanted was to go home, have a hot bath and a pint of ice cream but she knew it was impossible. There was no avoiding it.
"Have fun with Mr. Jones !", giggled Cristina.
"Haha!", sarcastically responded Meredith. "By the way, I expect a full report of your date with Owen."
"Will do and I expect a full report of your exciting night with Mr. Jones.", Cristina mocked, her eyes back on the chart.
Meredith chuckled as she walked away. Even though her evening was not going to be as fun as she would have wanted it, she still had a great day. She had scrubbed in on two surgeries and had a nice lunchtime with the four other members of her Seattle Grace family. And perhaps, once or twice her head had been briefly occupied by Derek Scott. Yesterday's meeting with him and his friend was still on her mind. Meredith had been wondering a million things about this man.
After taking the elevator, she arrived on the first floor and made her way to her car in the parking lot. Before entering her vehicle, she glanced at her watch.
9h
Good, I'm gonna be right on time.
She got inside and drove off. Thirty minutes later, when she arrived at her house, she didn't notice him right away.
Meredith stepped out and closed. She walked towards her house and that's when she saw Derek, sitting on her front door steps. She halted and eyed him suspisciously.
What is he doing here? And where is Mr. Jones?
Derek was finishing a tuna sandwich in front of the television when his cellphone rang. He picked it up and answered.
"Hey Mike.", Derek greeted, comfortably seated in a black three seat sofa.
"Hey. Grey just left the hospital. Stevens and Yang are still working."
"Good, did anything happen?"
"Nope, nothing at all. She had two surgeries and a bunch of patients to check up on. The usual.". Mike answered.
"Okay, thanks Mike. I'll talk to you tommorow."
"No problem, Shep."
Derek put cell phone back on the table and gulped down the remaining of his orange juice.
Time to go!
Derek didn't now why but he was strangely excited about spending time with Meredith. He had barely talked to her but he could tell if they were in other circumstances, she'd be the kind of woman he would date. He already knew a lot about her from all the information he had gathered but still, he felt like there was so much more he wanted to know. Unfortunately, he couldn't let himself be distracted. He had a job to do and Derek Sheperd was set on doing it properly.
He put his right foot on the table and lifted his jeans to reveal a leg holster. He grabbed his gun, next to his cellphone on the table. He doubled-checked to make sure the security was in place before placing it carefully inside the holster.
Derek got out of his house and crossed the street.
She's not here yet, he noticed.
He sat on the steps and waited. It did not take long before he heard a car pull up in front of the house. He saw Meredith come out of her car and walk towards him. He instantly noticed the question mark on her face when she became aware of his presence.
"Mr. Scott? Can I help you?", Meredith asked, uncomfortable. His blue eyes were piercing. He looked at her as though he could see right through her. It was intimitading, but also very attractive.
Derek got up and smiled.
"Please, call me Derek.", he replied.
"Alright, Derek.", she chuckled. This man was something else. Just a minute ago, she had felt intimitated by his stare and now, all she could see in his eyes was warmth and sweetness.
He loved the way his name sounded when she said it.
"I'm doing the neighbourhood watch with you tonight. Mr. Jones make it so Mrs. Patton asked me to replace him.", he said, hoping she'd believe his lie.
Me and him? Walking side by side in search of burglars and criminals? This is going to be so awkward!
"Alright.", she resigned. She was slightly taken aback by the situation. She had to admit, however that being with Derek was better than and his constant bible preachings. Way better. "Would you mind if I just ran upstairs to change?"
"Not at all.", he relied, flashing a smile.
She walked inside her house and ran upstairs. When she got to her room, she exchanged her white shirt and black trousers for a long-sleeved green sweater and dark jeans.
You can do this Mer. It's only going to be what? Half an hour? It probably won't even be that awkward., she thought trying to see the bright side of the situation. Meredith descended the stairs in a hurry. She was about to walk ou the front door when her cellphone buzzed from her jean pocket. She picked it up without checking who was calling.
"Hello?", she greeted.
"Meredith? It's me. We need to talk."
Oh my god! What part of «we're over» doesn't he get?
"We don't need to talk. It's over.", she coldly said as she stepped outside. Derek, who was waiting for near the steps looked up and furrowed his brows.
Who is she talking to?
"But Mer-"
"No Mathew, good-bye.", she angrily said as she hung up. She locked the door and approached Derek.
"Sorry about that.", she apologized.
"Don't be sorry. Is everything okay?", he asked. He knew Mathew was her boyfriend but he had no idea they had broke up.
"It's fine. Just my ex-boyfriend who won't leave me alone.", she shrugged as they started walking. "He's bound to get it eventually."
I wouldn't leave such a beautiful woman alone either, he thought but refrained himself from saying it outloud. He had to keep things clean and professional.
"Why did you break up? If you don't mind me asking of course.". Derek was surprised no one had informed him of this.
Must've been recent.
"No, it's fine". Meredith had this strange feeling. Like she could completely trust this man, even though she had known him for only two days. "We dated for a couple months. Everything was great but he started getting needy and very depressive. I don't know what happened. I only know I wanted to get out if this relationship as soon as possible so I left him."
"It must've been hard.", he said empathically.
They arrived at an intersection and turned left.
"Do you see anything weird around here?", she asked, subtly changing the subject. She didn't want to talk about Mathew anymore.
"Nope, this neighbourhood is uncharacteristically quiet.", Derek chuckled. He glanced at her and noticed she was shivering.
"You're cold.", he said matter-of-factly while taking off he's jacket. She saw him and immidiately shook her head.
"No, you don't have to!", she said in vain. She giggled as she watch him blatantly ignore her and put the jacket around her slim shoulders.
"Thank you.", she whispered.
"You're welcome.", he replied.
Meredith discretly snuggled against the warm fabric and inhaled his scent. The piece of clothing smelled like his cologne; masculine but not too strong.
They continued walking around the neighbourhood while slowly but surely getting to know each other.
So now, I'm pretty sure some of you (if not all) have figured out Derek's occupation. Next chapter will be the rest of the night!