Thanks to all of you who reviewed. I appreciate all the support.
Okay, sorry this wasn't up sooner. I had a lot to pack, and then I just got lazy.
Yes, Cristina is with Mark. The original plan was to put her with Burke, but when I was writing it, it sounded weird after the finale, and I never really liked Burke and Cristina together anyway. So, I had to put her with Mark because I just couldn't put her with George or Alex. Oh, and for the sake of this fic, the Mark, Derek, and Addison thing never happened. Derek doesn't know Mark outside of the hospital. Addison cheated on Derek with someone else.
Disclaimer: Sadly, I don't own the greatness that is Grey's Anatomy.
"Hello?" A groggy man answered.
"Derek? I need your help. I'm scared. Can you come over?"
Meredith told Derek she thought there was someone outside of her house, trying to get in. Derek laughed at her.
"I'm sorry, Meredith, are you sure that someone is trying to breaking into your house?"
"Fine, you want me to die? Then don't come over!"
"Okay, okay, I really don't want you to die, Meredith, I'll be over in five minutes."
Meredith walked around to the kitchen window, and looked outside. It was dark outside, and she couldn't really see clearly with all the tears blurring her vision. She stopped in her tracks and gasped.
Oh my god, oh my god, what is that?!
There was something crawling on all fours outside her house. She could only see it because of the dim moonlight. She started pacing and wringing her hands. She looked at the clock over the sink.
Probably it's just a skunk. Oh, god, what if it's a bear?! Oh, shit, there is a bear in my backyard! A fuckin' bear? What the hell?
"Where the hell is Derek?!" Meredith was so lost in her thoughts, she didn't even hear herself say that out loud. Or when the man entered her house and walked right up behind her.
"You're cute when you're nervous."
Meredith whipped around so fast that she bitch slapped the guy right across the face.
"Ouch!" The man yelped, "Is that how you always greet your guests?"
Meredith squinted in the dark, and saw it was Derek. She smiled and answered, "Only the ones I like."
Oh, shit, did I really just say that? What the hell is wrong with me?
Derek leaned towards her and smiled, "I like you, too, Meredith." Meredith's smile grew larger, and she towards him.
CRASH!!!
Derek smiled and looked out the window, "I take it that was what you called me over for at three in the morning?"
"Huh? Oh, yeah." Meredith forgot all about the bear underneath the kitchen window.
"Wish me luck, Mer." He squeezed her shoulder lightly as he brushed past her.
"Wait!"
Derek turned around and looked at Meredith, "Yeah?"
Wait, what, Meredith? What are you gonna say? Damn it, why do you do these things?
"Um, uh, oh! Do you want a flashlight?"
"Yeah, that would help."
Meredith reached under the sink to retrieve the flashlight that was in the cupboard, and handed it to Derek.
"Go get 'em tiger."
Derek just looked at her, and then walked out the kitchen door to the backyard.
What the fuck did I just say to him? Who says 'Go get 'em tiger'? Why am I so nervous? What the hell is wrong with me?
Meredith looks out the window and sees nothing. No bear, no Derek.
Oh, shit, where are they? What happened? Oh, no, the bear ate Derek and then ran away. I killed Derek!
Meredith started to panic, again. She got another flashlight and started to walk outside. She put her hand on the doorknob and she feels it start to turn, without her doing it.
What the fu-...
The door opens to reveal a man, all wet, with a dark lump in one hand and a long shiny thing in the other hand.
"Aaahhh!" Meredith screamed. She dropped the flashlight and started to hit the man in the chest.
"What is with all the violence tonight?" The man asked. "I don't think I should come over anymore."
Meredith stopped. She flipped the light on to expose Derek, the flashlight, and a little chocolate lab. "What's that?" She pointed to the dog.
"What does it look like?"
"A cute little puppy!" Meredith instantly pried the puppy out of Derek's strong grip. She turned around and started to with the dog.
"Don't worry, Mer, I'm fine, just soaking, but I think I'll live."
"Oh, god, stop pouting, give me your shirt."
Derek looked at her incredulously, "What?"
"You heard me, take your shirt off and give it to me."
"Um, why?"
Meredith smiled, "So I can look at you in all your naked glory."
Derek was stunned, his mouth dropped open, "Excuse me, what?"
Meredith laughed, "I'm just kidding, I can't let you freeze to death in my house," She leaned forward, "If you haven't noticed, I'm a tiny woman, I would have to call someone to help me with your corpse. And then there is the problem with the neighbors staring at me hauling a body wrapped in the carpet into my Jeep."
Derek laughed, "So why do you want my shirt?"
"So I can put in the dryer." She paused and looked down, "I should probably do your pants too."
"Um, okay, thanks, Mer." She walked into the living room, and came back with a blanket.
"Here, you can use the bathroom down the hall on the right, and use this to cover yourself up and keep warm."
Derek smiled, "Thanks, Mer." He walked down the hall into the bathroom and closed the door.
Meredith watched him go, then walked into the living room and took a seat. She looked down at the little puppy in her arms.
"What are we gonna name you, little..."
She lifted the dog in the air and looked under it.
"... guy. What are we gonna name you, little guy?" She asked with a laugh.
Derek came out with his clothes in his hand, and said, "Wow, its really coming down out there, isn't it?" as he looked outside.
Meredith just stared at Derek. He had most of the blanket wrapped around his waist, so his chest was exposed.
Oh, shit.
"So, if you tell me where the dryer is, I can put the clothes in it myself."
Say something...
"Oh, yeah, down the hall, second door on the right."
"Thanks, I'll be right back." He said wiht a wink.
Oh, god, what did I do, what did I do...
Okay, there it is, please review and tell me what you think. Thank you!
-Mary
