They were a couple. Well, kind of. Ever since Meredith had spent the day at Derek's trailer and had started opening up to him the two had been spending as much time together as they could. They hadn't snuck into any on-calls rooms, Meredith not wanting the other interns to know she was sleeping with the boss and Derek didn't want her career to be at risk. They were content with spending nights at his trailer. They were in their own little happy bubble.
Izzie's boyfriend was coming into town that night so of course, Izzie wanted to throw a party so he could meet her friends at work. Although Izzie had told Meredith it would only be a few people, Meredith knew how fast things got around in the hospital and figured more than a few people would end up at her house.
Derek smiled as he saw Meredith walking down the hallway towards him. She smiled in return and the two began walking down the hall side by side.
"My place tonight?" He asked.
"I can't Izzie's having a party." Meredith replied.
"A party? Am I invited?" Derek chuckled.
"You could come, I mean if you wanted to. Bailey's coming apparently so if you want to come you can come."
"Do you want me to come?"
"Of course I do it's just -"
"Complicated." He finished.
"Yeah." She sighed.
"I'll come by and if you can't keep your hands off of me I'll leave." He winked.
"I happen to be very good at boundaries." She halted in front of him.
"Oh yeah?"
"I guess you'll find out tonight." She smiled and walked away.
By the time Derek got to the party that night the place was in full swing. Interns, residents and attendings scattered Meredith's house drinking, dancing or locking themselves in any room they could find. He stood outside and leaned against his car, watching as Meredith, who was visibly tipsy and on the verge of being drunk, wondered outside. He stared at her as she swung her hips to the rhythm of the music that blared from inside. She took a swig out of a bottle of tequila before she noticed him standing there. She slowly made her way over to him, smiling as she did.
"You know tequila's no good for you. Doesn't call, doesn't write, not nearly as fun to wake up to in the morning." Derek noted making Meredith giggle.
As he said that another flash of Meredith's dream came to her. Her and Derek had gotten caught by Bailey after having sex in his car. She cringed at reliving that moment. Bailey had made her life hell after that.
"Do you want to come inside?"
"Are you sure?" He asked.
"Yes, how else would I show you my house." She laughed and pulled him inside.
Derek followed Meredith through the rooms of her main floor, weaving in and out of familiar faces trying not to lose her. Eventually they ended up back in the foyer and Meredith began climbing up the stairs, Derek not far behind. She giggled and stumbled into her bedroom and fell onto the bed. Derek followed her into the room and shut the door behind him.
"Take me for a ride Derek." She called from the bed.
The party was in full swing downstairs that nearly noticed Meredith's absence. Except George. George was so hopelessly in love with Meredith that he'd spent the last half hour searching the ground floor for her. He remembered how much she had been drinking, she was pretty far gone the last time he had seen her. After Cristina told him she hadn't seen her for awhile, George made his way upstairs to check to see if Meredith had passed out.
"Meredith?" He whispered and tapped lightly on the door. The music from downstairs was still pounding he couldn't hear her and doubted she'd hear him.
Without hesitation, George opened the door.
"Oh my god!" George yelled.
"George!" Meredith said in shock, climbing off of Derek and pulling the sheet around her breasts. "George, get out!"
"Sorry, Meredith, sorry, Dr Shepherd." George sputtered, shocked to see one of his attendings in the throws with his fellow intern. He was quick to leave, closing the door behind him.
