Chapter 2

Part 1: Anger

Derek Shepard was justwalking out the OR. The surgery had lasted several hours, but it was successful. In two or three days a little ten years old would open her eyes and for the first time be able to see and it was all because of him. Even if he couldn't feel a thing anymore and that his brain felt like it had been hit several time with a baseball bat, he felt like a god. Nothing could bring him down now because what he just did was a miracle.

And he probably would have kept thinking like that if he had not notice her presence at that exact same moment. She was coming out of a room, probably making her round, when he saw her and all of his cocky thoughts disappeared to be replace with worries. He hadn't talk to her since he saw her laughing with Mark. He knew what she did with Mark wasn't his business anymore, but he didn't care. He didn't like them talking or being friends or god forbids anything more and that was that.

"Meredith, can I talk to you?" he said. She looked up from the piece of paper she was examining and smiled at him.

"Hey Derek, I heard about your surgery on that little girl. Congratulation."

"Yeah, thanks. So can I talk to you?"

"Of course I just finished my round. What is it?"

"Not here."

"Why not?"

"Please Meredith it's important."

"Well all right then. Where do you want to talk?" Meredith asked with a frown.

Derek led them to an empty office and closed the door behind them.

"Okay Derek, what is it? Is everything okay?"

She looked nervous and suddenly Derek felt stupid. What was he thinking? Meredith wouldn't do that. She wasn't like that.

"It's nothing." he said and shook his head.

"Are you sure?" she said in a doubtful tone.

"Yeah."

"Ok, than I am gonna go. I promised Izzie and George I would do grocery shopping tonight." she said turning toward the door.

"Actually," he stopped her "you're going to think it's stupid, but I wanted to ask you…" And then he froze.

"Yeah?"

"Well I wanted to ask you if you were seeing Mark. Which is stupid because you would never do that."

He than noticed she wasn't moving. She was just standing there and all the colors seemed to have drained from her face.

"I meant to tell you…" she started.

"I don't believe it. You, who know more than anyone what he did to me."

"It isn't like that."

"What did he do?"

"What?"

"What did he do to make you even consider going out with him."

"Derek, don't be stupid."

"You're not having sex with him, are you?"

"This is absolutely none of your business." she said starting to get red.

"It is absolutely my business." he retorted rather loudly.

"And please why is that?"

"Because… because we're friends" he finally said.

"I don't talk about my sex life with my friends. I am going. This is getting ridiculous."

She left slamming the door behind her.

Derek stayed there a couple of minutes trying to calm his self down. What was wrong with him? He never got angry. Even when his wife cheated on him, he never once raised his voice. What was he going to do? Was he even supposed to do something?

Part 2: Shock

Mr. LeBlanc was stable, but Meredith seriously doubted that he would ever wake again. That was the hard part of the job; feeling completely useless. As she was getting out of the room, Meredith checked her chart once again to make sure she hadn't missed some important details that could help her with this case.

"Meredith, can I talk to you?" She looked up to find Derek Shepard with a very determine look on his face.

"Hey Derek, I heard about your surgery on that little girl. Congratulation."

"Yeah, thanks. So can I talk to you?"

"Of course I just finished my round. What is it?"

"Not here."

"Why not?"

"Please Meredith it's important." She was starting to get worried. He couldn't know, could he?

"Well all right then. Where do you want to talk?" Meredith asked with a frown.

Derek led them to an empty office and closed the door behind them.

"Okay Derek, what is it? Is everything okay?" She hoped she didn't look as nervous as she felt.

"It's nothing." he said and shook his head.

Of course she didn't believe that.

"Are you sure?" she asked, while secretly praying that he wouldn't change his mind.

"Yeah."

"Ok than I am gonna go. I promised Izzie and George I would do grocery shopping tonight." she lied. She was in fact going to get ready for her date with Mark, but she couldn't tell him that.

She turned toward the door, hoping to make a quick exit, when he stopped her by saying "Actually, you're going to think it's stupid, but I wanted to ask you…" And then he froze.

"Yeah?"

"Well I wanted to ask you if you were seeing Mark. Which is stupid because you would never do that."

It was her time to freeze. He hadn't asked her that? What was she suppose to tell him? Could she lie to him?

"I meant to tell you…" she started.

"I don't believe it. You, who know more than anyone what he did to me."

"It isn't like that."

It's true. It wasn't, but how could she explain that to him?

"What did he do?"

"What?"

"What did he do to make you even consider going out with him."

Of course Derek wouldn't believe that she could have decided that on her own.

"Derek don't be stupid."

"You're not having sex with him, are you?"

Who did he think he was to ask her that? She didn't ask him that when he went back to his wife. So who gave him permission to say something like this to her?

"This is absolutely none of your business." she said starting to get red.

"It is absolutely my business." he retorted rather loudly.

She wasn't his possession. She could do whatever she wanted with her life and he had no right to judge. She didn't owe him anything.

"And please why is that?"

"Because… because we're friends" he finally said.

"I don't talk about my sex life with my friends. I am going. This is getting ridiculous."

She slammed the door behind her. She was furious. Who did he think he was? She didn't feel guilty anymore. She was going on a date with Mark Sloan and she was going to enjoy every minutes of it. Seriously!