This is short, and I'm sorry but I have to go out to California in three days for sister's wedding and I've been working hard to get ahead in school to stay caught up and everything, so I really haven't had much time. I promise the next one will be really good, already know what's going to happen actually. Please review!
"So, you come here much? Seems like the people know you." Finn was looking around Joes, watching all the nurses and doctors of Seattle Grace watch them.
"Uh, yeah, I come in here occasionally." Meredith almost wanted to laugh at this statement. "Little advice, tequila here is excellent." She smiles as she says this.
"Noted, thank you." The two had come here for drinks before dinner. It had been Meredith's idea, she felt the necessity for a little tequila before anything else happened, and she knew no other place to go for that other than Joe's.
"Joe, you know what I want. And Finn here will have….."
"Scotch single malt, thanks." Joe went to get them their drinks. Meredith rolled her eyes, 'that's Derek's drink……this is just fabulous'. "So, Meredith, what can you tell me about yourself?"
"Well, I'm a surgeon but you know that. Uhh…the hospital basically runs my life. I like dogs, as you can see, enjoy riding fairy boats," she earned herself a questioning look on that one, "and kickass surgeries, not the lame kind, oh, and tequila, my answer to just about everything. Ok, your turn." She was glad to have pawned it off on him now.
Addison was sitting in the lobby waiting for her husband so they could finally go out. She finally saw him slowly coming down the stairs. When he got up to her, she was already standing. "Hey, you ready?"
"Yeah, uh, sure, let's go." They walked out of the hospital. "Hey, do you mind if we go to Joe's, I just don't feel like going anywhere nice tonight."
"Yep, that's fine." The truth was that she was glad to be getting him out and about, even if it was just across the street from the hospital.
Alex and Izzie were sitting in the cafeteria having dinner. They had officially become an "item" and Alex had just wanted to put out there that this time, they most definitely didn't have a "problem". Saying this made people laugh, except for Izzie, who shot him a look and hit him, hard, in the arm, and told him to 'seriously shut up'.
"So, you want to stay at my place tonight?" They had been switching houses every other night.
"Yeah, ok." Izzie nodded while still chewing her turkey sandwich.
"Hey, do you…..maybe, would you like to…..bring some things over to keep at my place? I mean it can get pretty hard when we move around as much as we do, it only makes sense to do things like that, I mean, you know, for the convenience of the group and all." Alex was noticeably nervous, having put the suggestion out there like that.
"Alright, yeah, uh, that's smart I guess." Izzie couldn't believe that this was the same Alex who people used to refer to as Evil Spawn. She liked the new and improved Alex. He actually made her happy, made her laugh, and didn't constantly say something so cocky, arrogant, and just plain stupid that made people, and by people, we mean Izzie, hate him. They exchange glances and Izzie knew that this was it for her. She found her "person".
Meredith and Finn were sitting at the bar, backs to the door, deep in conversation about silly, random things, laughing and enjoying themselves. They didn't notice when Derek and Addison walked in. Derek led them to a table in the corner, facing the bar. He slid into the booth and that is when he noticed them. He felt this jab in his heart that only seemed to have started recently. He denied the cause however, refusing to acknowledge the fact that he so blatantly loved Meredith. He quickly shifted his gaze to his wife not wanting her to get suspicious. She was saying something, but Derek heard nothing. He saw them talking and laughing and they seemed happy. Is it wrong that I want to go over there and punch the vet. Is it wrong that that sounded so hostile towards someone as innocent as Finn? Is it wrong that I'm thinking all this crap in my head? Yep, this is definitely not good. He watched her smile. He missed that so much, missed being the cause of those smiles. Suddenly he couldn't stand watching this.
"Joe! Bring a round, tequila please."
"Derek, a round?" Addison looked slightly alarmed and confused.
"I've had a very long day." He knew he needed something if he was basically sitting and watching Meredith's date. He needed something. Tequila just happened to be the closest thing to him. The shots appeared in front of them and Derek just dove in. After about 10 minutes, they were all empty and Derek was sitting playing with the empty shot glasses, under the watchful eyes of Addison. While he was moving one of the glasses, it fell of the table making very large shattering sound. This got the attention of everyone in the bar, including Meredith. She looked up and gave a small gasp. There sitting not 20 feet from her, was none other than Derek Sheperd, and he was looking straight at her, an unreadable expression on his face.
"Crap," Meredith muttered. She knew that this was bad, she just didn't know how bad yet.
