Author's Note: Hello wonderful readers! I know I said I would definitely update over the weekend to a couple of people, but I am slightly late on that end - my apologies! Forever grateful for the reviews you guys have written. :) Enjoy! x

DAY ONE: (11:34 A.M.)

Andrew kept seeing her, it was relentless. Helping a patient in the trauma center, performing on a surgery he was looking over, in the cafeteria laughing with friends, or mindlessly signing forms.

It wasn't easy. Sure they had kept their 'relationship' a secret before they stopped talking, but they still did secret things. Like how her eyes would linger a beat when she thought no one was looking, or how he would whisk her away into on-call rooms, just to feel the jolt he got from her touch.

It was time for him to focus his energy on studying and coming out on top. He was probably the least favorite of all his peers, and since he couldn't study with them, it was difficult being on his own. But he was an EMT, quick thinker, and fast on his feet. He wasn't going to waste time worrying about other people's assumptions or have it make him off his game.

He finally went to eat on his lunch break and sat down at the nearest empty table. "Andrew!" A shouting voice called across the room. Arizona was waving her hands vividly, motioning him to sit with her. He didn't have much of a choice, so he grabbed his food and moved to her.

She was sitting with Alex and so they discussed pediatrics, procedures, and thankfully not Maggie.

It was a relief, and he joyously talked to them about medicine and surgery.

After finishing he was being paged by neuro, so he made his way up to meet Amelia. Before he could make it out of the cafeteria, someone pulled his arm down a separate hallway that was isolated.

A striking caucasian woman with black hair paced the hallway to make sure they were alone. He shook his arm off of her hand because her grip was too tight.

"Andrew, is it? I apologize. I just. I need to know if you're dating Maggie Pierce. Is it true," the woman went on, stuffing her hands in her jacket pocket. She was a nurse, as indicated by her uniform.

"It's complicated," he replied, checking to see if this was a test Maggie had set up, ready to jump out of a corner and catch him doing something wrong. "Who are you and why are you concerned?"

The woman became consumed with laughter, not bothering to answer him.

As if he wasn't already pestered by this lady making him late to see Amelia, yeah crazy Amelia, now she was laughing. He started walking away, not in the mood to deal with two people out of this world.

"Hey, wait up! I'll explain." He stopped to hear her out.

"First of all, my name's Veronica. My friends call me Ronnie. I dated her stupid ex. I was head over heels for him, but we didn't agree on many things and he broke up with me. Soon after he already moved on. To her." She didn't sound vicious, just calm and content explaining this. "Anyway, I was jealous of the girl. Not only because she's drop dead gorgeous, but also because she's the youngest brilliant person here. Talk about an upgrade from me. I obviously couldn't talk to him about it, but I always wondered about my competition. I'm friends with someone of Arizona's and they told me you were seeing my exes ex girlfriend so… I just wanted to know what made him choose her over me."

Andrew didn't know how to confront her on the topic, and it wasn't her business anyway. Maggie probably had no idea about his exes. Hell she didn't know much about him, so he couldn't imagine her jumping into a relationship head on.

"Listen, Maggie's wonderful, but she is definitely not your competition. She is too sweet to be anyone's enemy. Let that go, okay?" She smiled for the first time since he'd seen her and she was absolutely beautiful. But he already had someone who was mesmerizing, and funky in all the right ways. This girl was lost and needed a friend and there was no question he needed one too.

After he left, she would not stop talking to him, even insisting on helping him win back Maggie after he told her the whole story. He just hoped time would even things out. If not, he would have to let Veronica help him...

DAY FOUR: (4:30 P.M.)

Maggie relented, drunk out of her mind and called him to come sleep over. She really couldn't do it anymore.

She slid an arm around him tighter in bed, hoping he didn't feel her embrace. Maggie didn't do vulnerable, but here with him, she felt like throwing caution to the wind. She didn't see herself as his boss, well… except when he called her so. Which he tried to during roleplay. It made both of them turned on, the dirtiness of it all. Truthfully, she found herself caring for him, and telling him to fuck off- god what was she even thinking? She slipped her fingers under his shirt, feeling the solid rippling muscles.

Andrew lifted his head, turning around in the bed to smile at her before meeting for a kiss. Passion took over her body as she curled her hands in his hair, realizing she liked him alot more than she thought she did. Well, she always really knew. Admitting it? Saying it out loud was another ball game. She owed him an explanation, but as she opened her mouth to explain something he kissed her. Their mouths collided in bliss, and she gasped as he worked the clasp of her bra off with one hand down working on her clit.

"DeLuca, god, can I explain-"

"Shhh," he said eyelashes shielding his lust filled eyes. He resumed his previous ministrations turning on top making her writhe on the bed.

She awoke with her pager going off, beeping loudly knocking her out of her dreamworld. Maggie was still in the hospital on call room, a terrible place considering her last experience in a room similar to this. It's been four days, and she's being terrorized by dreams of Andrew still. Why is she dwelling on him so much anyway? He's an intern - a hated one at that!

The pager is from Alex Karev who is standing by him. Fuck.

Maggie didn't expect him keeping his word would hurt so much, but it did. She rarely ran into him at the hospital, she wondered if he even worked there anymore. That is until she saw her. Some bimbo was biting her pen, practically draping herself over him standing on the side of a patient's room. She started seeing red. How could he already move onto some other chick the second she gave him a slight ultimatum of one week's worth wait time? Men. Maggie Pierce was officially cursed, single for life. She wondered who this woman was. She wasn't even dressed in scrubs, but was wearing a really cute outfit. A dedicated off duty nurse, another intern? He did say the interns hated him, but the way she was devouring her pen made Maggie think otherwise.

Suddenly his eyes gazed into hers, and she felt like her body was burning. He moved slightly, as if he was going to walk over, but sleek-and-beautiful tugged on his arm, gaining his attention once more. He kept eye contact with Maggie for a beat, before resuming the conversation.

She felt her face get hot and decided to busy herself by taking the initiative and moving directly inside the room to meet Karev. A boy about the age of 10 is sitting on the cot playing with toys his parents brought.

"Hey, Mags, this here is Luke, ready to meet the wonderful heart lady," he announces, while she moves closer to sit next to the bed. The parents look at her excitedly.

"Dr. K has told us so much about you. You're brilliant and can help us," the mother moves closer hugging Maggie.

"Hi Luke! I am delighted to meet you. I'm going to talk to Dr. Karev outside a moment. We'll be right back." She smiles letting go of his hand and meets him outside closing the door.

"Can I see the report," she says taking the document to read in thorough detail. "Alex, I-"

"I already know what you're going to say. But you know there's a chance. Please tell me you won't say no," he asks before entering the room once more to discuss more procedures overall with the family.

She finally looks up to where Andrew is staring at her intently. The girl is gone, and it's just them. He is just standing with his arms crossed trying to read her.

"You moved on quickly," she says. Just as quickly as the words came out of her mouth she wishes she could take them back. But she wants him to know she is hurting too.

He looks down at the floor, truly dedicated to this week rule, and walks away without saying anything. She feels a lump form in her throat, but she has a case to look over and lives to save.

She just needs to find a way to get over this.

When she gets home she looks over the x ray scans a million times trying to figure out what way to even begin. She has a couple cardiology books spread out on the table, sticky notes flooding the sides of every single page. Amelia eventually pops her head in the living room, trying to convince her to go to the bar for comfort foods.

"Come on, Meredith is mopey, and so are you. I really cannot deal with the grief you two are bringing into my life. Get sexy, and get your ass in the car. Maybe we can find you a guy who doesn't work in a hospital."

She contemplates going or not, but Amelia would not take no for an answer.

Immediately after showing up, the unfathomable Rigs plopped down next to her. His arrogance and insistence that she allowed him to operate in the hospital was unbelievable. On top of that, he thought he could overrule her when she was chief of cardio. She could not stand the power trip guys were having around her. But she was relatively alone for the most part. She had been weary of Riggs since Owen's breakdown, but starting off with no one, she could understand the trouble this guy was having with the staff here. They weren't receptive to her either.

"Scotch? Wow, you must be having a rough night," he says while nodding to the bartender for another round.

Maggie keeps quiet knowing the tension between Amelia's boyfriend and this new guy is getting out of hand. Amelia is even more bothered by the fact that Owen is keeping secrets and telling Meredith his business. She goes to say something snarky, but thankfully Amelia's phone rings, and she excuses herself to answer the phone outside.

"Nah, I'm just not a wimp when it comes to strong alcohol," she jibes letting the amber liquid burn it's path down her throat.

He nodded, seemingly impressed and flashed her a smile. If she didn't know any better she would think Riggs is flirting with her. She came here to get away from the hospital drama, but it appeared as though it haunted her. She couldn't blame him.

That didn't stop her from taking more shots. Maggie was feeling lighter already when she got up to go to the bathroom. On the way she stumbled into a person who caught her arm before she could fall disastrously into a mess of arms and legs. "Sorry, I've had a long day-" the voice stops as soon as she catches their eyes.

Andrew stops talking the moment he recognizes her. What was Maggie doing here? He wondered if she was here with someone. Subconsciously she looked back at the bar and his eyes followed. Riggs smiled widely and waved at them. He furrowed his brows trying to understand the situation. She had gotten mad at him and assumed he was with another girl, when she was seeing guys on their week long break. Possibly regularly? It just didn't make sense and he couldn't believe she would do this to him.

He sidestepped her, moving back to the booth he got for him and his friend Veronica. "Hey, how did that go?" she asked, referring to his run in with Maggie.

"How do you think." he said sarcastically downing a shot of tequila while checking in on Maggie once she returned from the bathroom. The new guy was moving closer to her, whispering something in her ear while clutching her arm slightly. He grimaced.

"You should talk to her," Ronnie says turning around to look at them as well.

Deluca shakes his head. "It's only been four days. She needs time or whatever. Just because she wants to hang out at the bar, doesn't mean anything to me. Who even knows, this guy could just be her friend,"

"Fine, let's leave," she mutters getting up. "Meet me outside, I have to go to the bathroom." Andrew shrugs behind her leaving a tip then stepping outside.

She makes sure he's out of sight, then makes her way to them.

"Hello, Ms Pierce." Both of them look at her, and Maggie arches her brow questioningly.

"Do I know you," she asks annoyed.

"I hope I'm not overstepping, but that guy outside... you're it for him. I just hope you don't ruin things because he cares about you. This whole time we've been here he keeps going on about how you're witty and nerdy and he likes everything about you," she says hoping to talk sense into Maggie. She thinks it works because she looks hurt by what she had told her.

"Anyway. Enjoy your drink." She leaves DeLuca's phone number on the table, which makes Maggie's stomach scramble. She is starting to feel light headed.

Realizing her 'worst enemy' was actually in favor of their relationship makes her want to vomit. Riggs keeps trying to get her to explain what just happened, but she can't even look at him anymore. She needs to get out of here.

"Let me call you a cab," he offers, but she is so mad at herself, she refuses his offer.

"I just need air, I'll be fine."

Riggs calls Meredith first, but she won't pick up. He relents and calls Andrew, just to make sure. He tells him the directions, and then leaves once he picks her up.

DAY FIVE: (1:44 A.M.)

Maggie awakes to motion. Someone is touching her. Her feet aren't on the ground. She opens her eyes, disoriented from the alcohol and tries to adjust her vision.

Andrew gives her a sheepish smile shifting her in his arms to unlock the door to his shared apartment. "Hey, you were drunk out of your mind and your… friend called me to pick you up. Said he didn't know you too well and didn't want to ruin any chance of dating you by bringing you home like this. For me it's worth the risk," he says with spite in his voice. Or jealousy?

She breathes a sigh of relief, holding him closer. He smells so good, and she wants him so bad. What should she do?

"There's so much confusion between us, and I-"

"Shh, Drew." She glances over at the clock. 1:45 AM. She still feels her head wringing and just wants him to make it stop.

"I'm ready," she admits and kisses him finally. It was well worth the wait.

His head is swimming as he tries to keep his hold on her. He's missed this, her. But she's drunk, could barely walk. He needs to wait. She needs time still, and this time he's more than willing to be the one to enforce that on her. At least until she's sober and really ready. He pulls back, painfully to say this, but she's already asleep again, snuggled into his chest.

He smiles bringing her to his room, ready for whatever the morning brings them.