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Meredith woke up and rubbed her eyes. She looked up at the ceiling. That wasn't her ceiling. She sat up quickly and looked around the room. This wasn't her room. This room was a deep red colour of wallpaper and it had a pine wardrobe across from the bed. She didn't recognize any of the furniture or the strange pictures on the walls. She pulled off the bed cover and stopped suddenly. This wasn't her bed and who on earth was that sleeping next to her! Meredith shut her eyes quickly, hoping when she opened them again she would be in her own room with her peach bed covers. Unfortunately this never worked; she was still in this strange room. Then Meredith remembered the night before. It all came flooding back. A party, dancing, tequila and sex with a random guy. She groaned. Why did she always make a fool of herself? She couldn't remember this guy's name, actually she didn't even know if she'd asked his name last night. Derek was right she is a whore. Meredith began picking up her clothes off of the floor quietly, hoping not to wake the stranger. She made a promise to herself as she got dressed that she would take control of her behaviour from now on. She guessed that she was in this guy's house because it wasn't a hotel. She didn't have any idea where she was and she knew she was going to be late for work. She had a terrible hangover and the thought of going to work made her want to climb back under the covers. The stranger rolled to face Meredith and opened his eyes. From where Meredith was standing she could see that he had dark hair and nicely tanned skin. He was medium build and very good looking. Meredith was daydreaming away until the man spoke,

"Hey!"

"Erm…hi."

Meredith didn't know what else to say. Normally when she spent a night with a stranger it was in her house and she would kick them out in the morning. But this was different; she couldn't throw him out of his own house!

"Do you remember anything about last night?" he asked a grin appearing on his face.

Meredith cringed.

"No, not really." She admitted.

He laughed slightly and started to get out of bed.

"I'm Daniel, in case you were wondering."

"I'm Meredith; it's nice to meet you Daniel." Meredith felt so stupid but she didn't know what else to say. Sometimes she really wanted to hit herself for being so immature.

Once he was dressed, Daniel offered Meredith a glass of water and then sat down at the table in the kitchen. Meredith didn't want to seem impolite but she really had to get to work. She also didn't plan spending the day at her one night stand's house. Meredith accepted the water and sat down across the table from Daniel. He seemed nice, but she had a feeling that she knew him already. He seemed familiar in a way that couldn't be possible. She had never met him before; she had never been in this part of Seattle before so how did she know him? Daniel could feel her staring and he started to feel an awkward silence.

"Are you okay?" he asked.

"Yeah I'm fine…It's just I have to be at work right now."

"Oh right! I'm sorry I didn't know. Do you want a lift there?"

"Okay…Thanks."

Meredith didn't fancy turning up at the hospital with him, people would ask questions and want to know her business. But what choice did she have? She had no idea where she was and she had to get to work soon or Bailey would be out for her blood.

"So, where do you work?"

"Seattle Grace Hospital, I'm an intern."

"Well that's simple, I know exactly where that is. My brother works there." He said proudly.

Meredith's glass stopped half way to her mouth. Did he just say brother? No, this wasn't possible. He was familiar because…

"My brother is Derek Shepard. You know him? He asked.

Meredith's glass slipped from her shaking hands and smashed into tiny little pieces. Why did she always get herself into these situations?