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Sorry I couldn't update this sooner. I'm in the process of moving and I was packing all day.

Okay, I made this one extra long for you guys!

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Ring, ring!

"Wha-?"

Ring, ring!

Once Meredith understood her phone was ringing she started to reach for it on her night stand.

Ring, ring!

THUD!!!

"SHIT!!!"

Meredith reached for the phone from her place on the ground.

"This had better be good." Meredith grunted. "My ass hurts, and it's your fault."

"Do you want me to massage it for you?"

"Ha, ha, very funny, Derek. What do you want? Why are you calling me so early?"

"Wow, someone isn't a morning person. I can help you with that." Derek said smugly.

"I am hanging up now. I want to be asleep." Meredith made no motion to hang up the phone.

"Wait, wait, don't hang up." Derek pleaded.

"All right, all right." Meredith said sarcastically.

A comfortable silence passed between the two.

"So, um, why are you calling me at 9:30 in the morning?" Meredith asked with a grin on her face.

"Because normal adults are awake at this hour." Derek teased.

"Hanging up now."

"Okay, serious Derek now." He said. "I want to cook you dinner tonight."

Huh?

"Huh?" Meredith was confused. No one has ever cooked her dinner before. She always had to cook dinner for Finn, every night. He always came home and demanded that dinner be on the table. It would fell nice to not have to cook dinner for a change.

"You... don't eat dinner...?" Derek was hesitant.

Meredith let out a giggle. "Of course I eat dinner." Meredith said with a grin. "But why do you want to?"

"Because I want to get to know you better." Derek said shyly.

Oh, that is so sweet, but Finn...

"Oh, I dunno if that's a good idea."

"Too bad, I'll be there at 6:00. Bye, Mer."

Before Meredith could protest, she heard the dial tone.

Derek is coming over here? I have to clean the whole house, change my clothes, wash my hair, oh my god! No, no, it's fine. I'm just nervous. Why am I nervous? Derek makes me feel weird, the good kind of weird, though. Wow, that sounds juvenile. But it's true. I haven't felt like this since... I've never felt like this! Shouldn't I have felt like this with Finn? Oh, shit! Finn! I forgot about him! Derek can't come over! Oh, god, what do I do? No. Derek just helped me in the store. We are just friends...

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Meredith glanced at the clock. It was 5:30. Derek would be there soon. Meredith had spent the whole day getting ready. She figured that since they were just friends, then it wasn't bad that she curled her hair, painted her finger and toe nails, put some extra mascara on, and cleaned the whole house. She was sitting in the living room watching some medical show, but she wasn't paying attention, she kept thinking about Derek.

So what if I might have feelings for Derek? I mean, nothing is going to happen, he doesn't even feel the same way about me. Nothing will ever happen. Nothing can ever happen. Finn is a great guy. Well, kind of demanding. But other than that, he is so... so... boring! And rude, inconsiderate, and wears an odd amount of green sweaters. He doesn't pay attention to me, and calls me Meri. Derek calls me Mer. That is so much better. And he is sweet and funny, and obviously smart, he's a neuro surgeon! God, neuro surgeons are so hot! He cooks, and he is willing to do it. Great hair, beautiful eyes, god not to brag, but we would have beautiful babies!

Ding, dong!

"Shit!" Meredith was so lost in her thoughts, she didn't even notice that she was thinking about Derek for a half hour. She quickly turned off the television and walked to the door. She opened it to reveal Derek standing there with two brown grocery bags in his hands. He was wearing a red shirt, a good looking red shirt, jeans, and a huge smile. Her mouth matched his. She was so intoxicated by how good he looked, she didn't even know she was staring, again.

"Mer?"

"..."

"Mer?"

"..."

"Meredith!" Derek chuckled.

"Oh, sorry, what?"

"Are you going to let me in?" Derek asked, "It's starting to rain and I don't want the food to get wet. I mean I know I look good, but you can stare at me some more when I'm in the house." Derek said nonchalantly.

"Smartass. I wasn't staring at you," Meredith lied, "I thought I saw someone breaking into your car."

Good one, Mer.

Derek turned around swiftly, "What? Really?"

Meredith took this time to check out his ass, again. "Um, no, get in, the food is getting wet."

Derek just looked at her, then brushed past her into the kitchen. Seconds later, Meredith joined him. She looked at him getting everything ready.

"Okay, what can I do?" Meredith asked.

"Just sit there and look beautiful." Derek replied with a smile. "But don't go too far, I have some questions for you.

Meredith found a seat at the breakfast counter facing Derek. "Good questions or bad questions?"

"Good."

"Okay, shoot."

Derek was pouring a glass of red wine for her. "How long have you lived in Seattle?"

"Thank you. I moved out here when I was ten with my mother. She got a job at Seattle Grace Hospit-."

Derek interrupted her, "Wait, your mother is Ellis Grey?!"

Meredith knew that sooner or later this subject would come up, with Derek being a neuro surgeon. She put her head down and answered quietly, "Yes."

Derek knew the life a surgeon was tough with long, busy hours, and trying to raise a child only made that job harder. "Oh, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have asked."

Meredith raised her head, flashed him a smile and said, "No, its okay, you didn't know. Next question."

"Nope it's your turn. "

"Okay, um, how about you? How long have you lived here?"

"Well, to be honest, this story kinda sucks. I used to live in New York, and I was married to this woman named Addison. I don't even know why I married her, I never really loved her. We went to high school together and then med school. Well, anyway, one night I came home and I found her in bed with my best friend, Mark. I ran out, to a hotel and the next day, I got the divorce papers. I signed, she signed, then I moved out here because everything reminded me of her. That was six months ago. So answer your question, six months."

Meredith felt a surge of sadness, pity and anger towards this Addison person. How could anyone do that? "I'm so sorry, Derek, that's awful."

Derek looked up at her with sadness in his eyes, then smiled. "It's okay. It's better this way. Our marriage was over long before that night."

Through out the night, the conversation flowed as did the wine. The two learned a lot about each other's lives. Derek learned Meredith was an only child, her father passed away five years ago, she was a kindergarten teacher, he drink of choice was tequila, and she was deathly afraid of whales. Meredith learned Derek was the head of neuro surgery at Seattle Grace Hospital, somewhere Meredith spent most her time as a child. He loves ferry boats, and his favorite band is The Clash. They were now splayed out on the couch in front of the television watching some show neither was paying much attention to. They were too rapped up in their conversation. Casually, Derek looked at his watch.

"Wow, it's already 11:30. I should probably go, it's a school night." He added with a wink.

"Wow, it is late." She watched as Derek got up from the couch, seconds later Meredith was following him to the front door.

When Derek reached his destination, he turned to look at Meredith.

"I had a great night, Meredith."

"Yeah me too."

Seconds passed, with the two just looking into each other's eyes.

"Well, I should get going."

"Okay," Meredith smiled. "Goodnight, Derek."

"Goodnight, Meredith."

With that, he turned around and ran through the rain to his car. Meredith watched to make sure drove off safely, when she saw that, she closed the door, turned around and slid down the wall.

Oh, god, what am I doing?

Okay, that's chapter five. I hope you liked it. Review...or not. Thank you!

-Mary