Disclaimer: I don't own Grey's Anatomy, I wish I did.

The week was going by fairly fast, there were no major catastrophes at the hospital. Meredith and Derek had scrubbed in on several surgeries together which included him staring and and smiling at her over the surgical table. Cristina was still not really talking to her. Derek and Meredith had just finished a surgery and were scrubbing out.

Derek: So that was a pretty good surgery. Don't you think?

Meredith: Yes, it was. Thanks for letting me help in the procedure.

Derek: You are very talented. I don't think you will have to try hard to pass up your mother.

Meredith: I appreciate you saying that. So where are we going on our date?

Derek: It's your choice this time. Last time I chose, and I chose wrong. (He Smiles.)

Meredith: Lets go bowling!

Derek: Seriously?

Meredith: Yeah. I have never been. John wouldn't put the shoes on. He said they were too gross. (She wrinkles her nose, and laughs.) A few germs never killed anyone, or athlete's foot for that matter.

Derek: OK, maybe we shouldn't bowl. (Makes a grossed out face.)

Meredith: You said it was my choice! I want to bowl!

Derek: OK, but I have to warn you, I am very good.

Meredith: Good, you can teach me!

Derek: Do you want to leave from here?

Meredith: I am off at 1pm so we can either meet or you can pick me up at 6pm.

Derek: I'll pick you up.

Meredith: (Pager beeps.) It's Bailey, see you tomorrow! (Meredith runs off with an extra bounce in her step.)

Derek: Can't wait. (Derek heads toward the coffee cart and sees Mark and Addison standing there.)

Mark: Hey there, Romeo.

Derek: (Laughs.) Funny.

Addison: So congratulations! I heard you had a good date with Meredith.

Derek: Yeah it was. Too bad she's married.

Mark: But she is getting a divorce, right?

Derek: She says she is.

Mark: So what's the problem?

Derek: Well, her husband is pretty damn nice.

Addison: Well, Derek, It doesn't matter if they don't love each other anymore. He could be the nicest guy in the world.

Derek: Yeah, I guess you are right.

Addison: (Her pager goes off.) I gotta go. Don't worry about it Derek, If it's meant to be, it will be.

Derek: I hope she's right. Every time I see her, my feelings get stronger. I just hope I'm not setting myself up to be crushed.

Mark: I don't think Meredith would do that to you!

Derek: Sometimes you can't help what you feel, or don't.

Mark: You're right. I guess you will have to see what hand is dealt. I have surgery in 20 minutes. If I don't see you, have a great time.

John still wasn't home when Meredith was waiting for Derek. She was glad, she didn't want him to see her freaking out about what to wear. She wanted to look nice, but not too nice. She finally settled on a nice, lower cut sweater and jeans. She had her hair up in a neat ponytail. She was just coming down the stairs when the doorbell rang. When she got to the door, there Derek was standing with a dozen yellow roses.

Meredith: They are beautiful! Thank you! Come in. (She goes to the kitchen to get a vase. She reaches up to get the vase and can barely touch it. He walks over and reaches up to grab it touching his body up against hers. They both tense up, knowing that they can't do anything about it.) Thanks!

Derek: No problem. (He smiles. He was undressing her with his eyes.)

Meredith: Boy! I am glad you haven't seen me naked!

Derek: Why?

Meredith: Because it looks like you are having so much fun imagining. (They both smile.)

Derek: I wish I didn't have to...

Meredith: (Purposely changes the subject.) Well, we had better get going.

Derek: You're right. (They go out and get in the car.)

Meredith: Where's the truck?

Derek: I couldn't take you out in that thing.

Meredith: I happen to love that thing.

Derek: You are the only one. Anyone else I have dated, was really funny about going anywhere in it. They were embarrassed. Besides, it is a gas hog. I like driving this when I feel the need for speed.

Meredith: BMWs are nice, John had one. I used to drive an Audi TT. I liked it, but it really wasn't me. You know what I mean?

Derek: Yes I do. I could see you driving around in an old rusty farm truck.

Meredith: Thanks! I look like I belong in a rusty truck?

Derek: That's not what I meant!

Meredith: I Know...I wouldn't have a problem with driving that.

Derek: I know, that's why you're my kind of girl. (They both just smile. They have arrived at the bowling alley.)

They both pick out their shoes. Derek helps her pick out her ball.

Derek: You really have to make sure you get the right ball. The wrong ball will totally screw up your game.

Meredith: OK, so the right sized balls. I didn't think balls could be too big. (He laughs.)

Derek: Well maybe not, but you really don't want them too heavy.

Meredith: (Busts out laughing.) What if they're too small?

Derek: Then they will be flying all over the place.

Meredith: Well I think I want just the right size ball, or should I say balls.

Derek: I am ashamed of you, you are a very dirty girl.

Meredith: You have no idea! So Derek, show me how to throw my ball.

They get to their lane, and Derek tells her to try it on her own. She throws the ball, it goes flying into another lane, and bounces away.

Derek: Wow, you my dear, need a heavier ball.

After they get a new ball Derek helps her learn how to throw it. He stands behind her and braces his body against hers and his arm against hers and he helps her throw it. They both feel the sparks flying between them. The ball is practically on fire when it goes right down the middle of the lane.

Derek: That was good! Now try it on your own. I'm going to get some snacks.

Meredith has some really bad throws, then she starts doing a little better. She asks Derek to help her again, only because she wants to feel his body against hers.

Derek: So what do you think?

Meredith: It's fun! I am going to beat you so bad!

Derek: Way to dream, baby.

Meredith: So how many girlfriends have you had? Were you ever married?

Derek: Tough question, let me think. Oh, I'd say about 15 girlfriends, never married, never engaged. What about you?

Meredith: You are going to laugh, don't laugh.

Derek: I won't laugh, I promise.

Meredith: Two, John, and Sebastian Garrison in 3rd grade. We went to some arcade with his mom. (He is struggling not to laugh.) Go ahead...

Derek: I'm sorry. (He starts to laugh.) It's cute. You're so innocent.

Meredith: Innocent? You obviously don't know me very well. (A sly smile on her face. Derek gets up to bowl. She can't help but check out his nice behind. He had been doing the same all night.)

Derek: Are you looking at my nice ass?

Meredith: Maybe I am. (Derek looks at it.)

Derek: You should, it's a nice ass. (Meredith laughs.)

Meredith: I don't know if it's that nice!

Derek: No, it is. So is yours. A perfect pair of asses, we are. (They both laugh.) I think I just won. The FOURTH game in a row.

Meredith: Oh I see how it is! Rub it in, I don't even throw in my own lane half of the time. That makes you look really good.

Derek: I look good all of the time. (He leans towards her.)

Meredith: That you do. (She leans in. They kiss, hard. It lasts awhile. So much love, so much passion. Finally they come up for air.) That was..

Derek: Intense.

Meredith: Yeah.

Derek: Shit, look at the time! I better get you back before my car turns back into a pumpkin.

Meredith: Or my husband hunts us down. Just kidding. So you won.

Derek: (Looks her in the eye.) I always win. (She knows exactly what he means.)

When they arrive at Meredith's house john is there. Derek walks her up to the door.

Meredith: Do you want to come in for some coffee? (She begins to unlock the door.)

Derek: Oh, I don't know...

Meredith: Come on...brave the fiery dragon. (Derek follows her in.)

John: So, did you kids have a good time?

Meredith: Yes, we did. We went bowling. Derek, unlike you, will wear the shoes.

John: I would wear the shoes.

Meredith: Need I remind you of the night?

John: (Remembers the night he chickened out at the bowling alley with their friends. He couldn't put the shoes on. It grossed him out, so they made an excuse to leave.) NO! No, you don't. So when is the next date?

Derek: How about Saturday?

Meredith: Sure...

John: (Interrupts.) No, Saturday is no good. I have to take my wife on a date. We have that dinner and dance for the firm.

Meredith: (She has a very disappointed look on her face.) Oh, OK. How about Monday then?

Derek: That would be good.

John: Is going somewhere with your husband that bad?

Meredith: Goodnight, Derek. I had a great time.

Derek: Goodnight, Meredith. Goodnight, John (He shakes his hand. He walks to the car with a huge smile on his face. He was in love.)

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The sparks were flying. But when are they going to ignite? I hope you guys liked it. Gotta love Mer and Der. I had to pay homage to MD with the coffee comment, if anyone knows what I am talking about. She is the QUEEN!