The Scientist – Chapter X

"You got them?"

Bailey moved away from a patient as she was wheeled away from the nurse and walked up to Meredith as she entered the pit.

"Yeah."

Meredith handed Bailey the scans.

"You looked at them?" Bailey began to pull the films up and hold them up into the light.

"Not yet."

"Dammit." Bailey looked closely at the scans. "He's haemorrhaging. We have to get him into an OR."

Bailey chucked the films over to Meredith then walked briskly to the covered bed, whisking the curtains away quickly.

"Where is he?" She demanded quickly as Julian stood up in surprise.

"Ah, just sleeping."

Bailey moved up to the bed. "Matt?" She shook him lightly. "Wake up."

He didn't wake up. Checking his pulse Bailey pulled out her torch and opened his eyes, checking each one.

"He's bleeding into his brain. Grey, page Dr Shepherd and prep him for surgery."

Bailey put her torch back in her pocket and walked away quickly, leaving Meredith alone with Julian, both in slight shock.

"He needs surgery?" Julian asked meekly.

"Yes."

"Because of the chair."

"Yes."

"Ok then."

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"Derek!"

Meredith rushed down the hallway to Derek as he opened the door to the scrub room and turned around.

"Dr Grey." He said as Meredith approached him. "We meet again."

"Yes, thank god the guy's bleeding into his brain." Meredith mumbled sarcastically as she entered the scrub room as Derek held the door open.

"Scrubbing in?" Derek let the door close.

"If that's ok. Bailey said I could." Meredith looked up cautiously.

"That's fine. I like having you in there." Derek said slyly as he picked up a bar of soap.

"What, you operate better with me?" Meredith asked jokingly.

"Yes." He answered simply, more occupied in cleaning his hands.

Shit. Meredith had to swallow hard as she tried to resist the urge to grab him by the side of his head and give him one hell of a kiss. Luckily the nurse and the patient were waiting just behind the glass so she couldn't.

Damn glass windows.

"Shall we?" Derek shook the water off his hands and picked up a towel.

"What?" Meredith's thoughts vanished. "Oh, yes. Ok."

She shuffled behind him as she dried her hands and entered the operating room.

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Derek picked out the non-existent dirt under his fingers and picked up the soft soap and it squished under his touch. Scrubbing till he got to the hard core of the soap he looked up as Meredith came to the door of the scrub room and pressed the door button. The glass doors slid open and Meredith pulled of her surgical gown, chucking it into the bin.

"They've closed him and wheeled him off to post-OP." She said, turning on the water and picking up the soap Derek had left in the sink.

"I saw." Derek looked up out the glass window to see an empty ER as the last nurse rolled up the rest of the surgical instruments and walked out of the patient's door.

They were alone.

Obviously Meredith hadn't noticed, she was still busily scrubbing her hands clean. Or maybe she did notice but was trying to avoid it. But she did say she liked him. She did say that.

"So," He picked up a paper towel and leaned on the sink. "What did you think of the surgery?"

"It was good." Meredith dropped the soap and rinsed her hands. "Textbook operation. Why?"

"Oh, no reason." Derek continued to dry his already dry hands. "Have you been to that bar across the road yet?"

"Are you asking me for a drink?" Meredith smiled coyly as she picked up a towel and leaned next to him on the sink.

"Would it be wrong if I did?" Derek tilted his head.

"Yes." She answered easily.

"Do you have the intern/attending relationship rulebook?"

"Yes I do, and even if it was allowed, I can't do it, because I'm still on call." Meredith got up from leaning on the sink, chucked her paper towel on the bin and faced Derek, only two feet away.

Derek's stomach suddenly turned. Meredith was there in front of him, smiling lightly as she looked into his eyes. Derek tried to smile but could not hide the look of apprehension on his face. Meredith. Oh god's she beau…

Derek unknowingly moved forward and kissed her. Quickly he opened up his eyes as he realised what he was doing but closed them again as he felt Meredith's state of shock then her relaxing in his arms.

He was kissing Meredith. Oh holy god.

Derek moved closer to her and pressed himself against her as he opened his mouth more, wanting the kiss to last forever. Derek felt Meredith's hand running up his back to his neck as she began slowly to open up her mouth.

Suddenly she stopped.

Pulling herself back Meredith looked at Derek in shock then looked quickly down at her pager.

"I have to go." She said abruptly as she tore herself away from Derek and rushed out of the room.

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NB: And so Meredith is freaked out. Not freaked out about Derek, because come on, it's Derek. No, she's freaked out because she realised that she's kissing her boss. And she's not used to that, because she hasn't slept with him and gone through that state of shock yet.

Anywho, I was going to give Derek some long and rambling description of Meredith as she stood there in front of him, before he kissed her. But then I thought screw it. Derek is closer to Meredith than he had ever been before and his stomach is tied up. He's not going to have eloquent, literate descriptions going through his mind. Just "holy fuck. Fuck fuck fuck."

And I totally screwed up my sensor I enforced in the chapter by writing that just then. Good one.

Anywho, you guys are the best reviewer's I've had so if you could keep that up, I'll love you all forever, maybe as much as I love Callie giving 'the stare'.