I press the gas pedal harder sending us down the street. That was a voice I would recognize any where. Christina Yang was there and that meant one thing and one thing only. That that guy was toast but I was not talking any chances. Christina has never lost but there is a first time for everything. Something that the masked figure had taught me all to well. I hung up the phone not needing to hear anything else or really to be honest I didn't want to hear anything else.
How do I tell her that her sister the woman that scheduled her every move was conspiring with the man that is trying to kill her? Her sister is responsible for me having to be in her life at all. Not that I don't want to be in her life. Wait! What am I saying? Oh god! I can't that is where I failed last time with Addison. I thought she would be safe for a day. I let my guard down for a day and she ended up dead. The first job I had ever taken. I have never let my guard down since. I do not allow myself to fail. No attachments. No Attachments. It is just a job. It is just a job. I repeat to myself over and over again as I pull up to our destination.
We are about forty miles away before I decide to stop the car. I pull into the trees lining the road. I get out, popping the trunk on my way; I pull out the first aid kit. I opened Meredith's door, her eyes are closed, but she is breathing steadily. I kneel down to look at her leg.
"Looks like it just grazed you, you're lucky." I tell her as I roll her pants past the open wound. I quickly clean it. After I finish I look up at her. "You'll be fine." I tell her softly before standing up.
When I stop the car again we are in front of a medium house in the woods. I pull the key out of the ignition but really I have no idea why I would even come here. I so don't need to involve any one else in this mess that I have created. I can't believe I'm dragging more people I care about into this but I don't know what else to do.
"Derek, Where are we?" Meredith asks pulling me out of my thoughts.
I sigh as I look over at her "We are at a safe place a place where they can't harm you. This is a place where I can protect you." I tell her, my hand cupping her face.
An uneasy feeling sweeps over me as I push her head down in between the seats and fall over her covering her body with mine. As I hear a gun shot go off over the open land with the lake off to the right. "I don't want anyone on my land. LEAVE NOW!" I hear someone yell as I hear the shot gun go off by my car window again.
"Damn hot headed jackass." I mumble under my breath as I get out of the car, looking at the house. "It's me you asshole!"
"Derek, what the hell are you doing here?" The man says opening the door setting the shot gun down. "I thought you were working some big high profile case."
"Its good thing you are pretty because you are you such a dumbass sometimes! I brought her here so she would be safe and you come out of the house shooting like you are in the middle of a war. What the hell is wrong with you?" I say narrowing my eyes as I look up at the man.
"Derek, I'm sorry. I just didn't recognize this rust bucket and you know how we feel about people on dad's lane for any reason." He says looking down at me smirking.
"So because we don't like people on Dad's land you feel the need to shoot up the place and make it feel like the Wild West? You know Mark. I really question every day if you and I are really from the same gene pool. I must have gotten all of the brains and the common sense." I yelled at the top of my lungs.
"Come on Derek! Don't you think you are being a little over dramatic?" Mark asks walking over to the other side of the car opening the door. He crouches down so he is eye level with Meredith.
"I'm sorry honey. I didn't mean to scare you." He says holding his hand front of Meredith help her out. She begins to curl further in to her seat in the car as I see another car pull in to the long drive way.
I reach down to grab the shot gun Mark had put next to the car. Suddenly I hear Mark screaming in what I can only assume is pain and is grabbing his face. I look over at him and smile as Meredith is running to my side.
"Derek, He tried to touch me and shot at us. So I kicked him in the face." Meredith said cuddling into my side, her voice happy for defending herself.
Mark looks up with a bloody nose and a pathetic look "Why don't you go inside? Your room will be at the top of the stairs second door on the left." I say trying not to laugh at Mark. "Take Mark with you and you can help him clean up his face." Meredith frowns before taking Mark's arm as he guides her to the house. As Mark reaches for the door to open it Meredith turns around and smiles. "Sorry about kicking you in the face." Meredith told him sweetly as they disappeared inside.
I watched Mark and Meredith walk inside; even from here I could tell they were bickering. The car pulled up beside mine and...The driver got out with several bags pulling me out of my day dream.
"Derek, what are you doing here? I thought you took the Grey case." The man says dropping a bag and some of the contents spilling out.