Chapter 11

"Oh, my god!" Meredith rushed in the house after work.

Derek followed in after the panicking Meredith,"What?"

"Oh, my god!!" Meredith screamed even more frantic,"I don't know how to cook!"

Derek grinned,"Mer, Mer honey. The guy knew you since you were fourteen. I think he knows you can't cook."

"I know! I know!" she started pacing,"Before when I said lets all have dinner together I'd order pizza! Pizza! I can't order pizza! I'm twenty-nine for gods-sake! I should know how to cook something other than grilled cheese!" Meredith threw her hands in the air for an even more dramatic effect.

"Mer, Meredith! I'll cook. Everything will be fine. I'll cook chicken and pasta or something. I'll cook," Derek tried to calm her down.

"Are you sure? I could just order pizza or something," she tried hard not to smile.

He rolled his eyes,"Yes I'm sure."

"Meredith!!!!!" Derek yelled in the kitchen.

"What?" she ran downstairs in a simple navy blue t-shirt and jeans.

"Where's the food? All I see is pizza, pizza, some more pizza and junk food!"

She walked a little faster. When she got in the kitchen she looked in the fridge with Derek, "Crap!"

"Its okay, I'll just go to the store. Quickly," he looked at his watch. It was five-ten, David is supposed to come at seven-thirty. So he had a little over two hours to run to the store and cook. The odds weren't in his favor.

Derek ran outside the house and started the car. At the grocery store he bought a pre-marinated chicken that only had to be cooked for an hour and a half. He bought a box of stir in mashed potatoes, it wasn't the best but it'll do. He also grabbed a pound of green beans, pre-made garlic bread, and a cheesecake. It was Mer's favorite, so why not? Even though they had some baked goods left over from Izzie's 'moments' but he was getting a little tired of muffins. They had enough alcohol at home so he didn't even give the beverages aisle a second thought.

In line Derek started to panic slightly. Not because he's slightly late, but the fact that Meredith will be going crazy doesn't help that much. He ran his hand through his head fustrated.

"Last minute dinner?" asked the cashire who's name was Iris.

Derek looked up slightly surprised he was next. He loaded his stuff on the convear belt,"Yeah, my girlfriend made plans for dinner and he's comming in about an hour."

She chuckled while ringing up the mashed potato box,"Calm down sweetie. Its not like you're performing brain surgery."

"That would be much easier," he grumbled.

"Excuse me?"

"Oh, nothing," Derek sighed. Brain surgery is a piece of cake. He is a neurosurgeon after all.

"That'll be thirty-six fifty nine," Iris snapped the gum she was chewing.

"Where is he?!" Meredith screamed. David would be coming coon! Ugh! Meredith checked the refridgerator and the cabinets one last time making sure they didn't magically restocked themselves since the last time she checked.

Nothing. Derek was right, they had absolutely nothing to eat. Then again they are surgeons. They live off of fast food and hospital food. After all the days they preach to thier patients to stop eating fast food for their health benefits that's all they are able to eat! Then sometimes they have to eat so fast that it doesn't matter how disgusting it tastes they just chew and swallow.

"Finally!" she sighed when she saw Derek's car drive up the driveway. She made a dash outside to help Der with the bags.

15 minutes later...

"Do you think we can cook this all before he comes?" Mer asked while stirring the potatoes.

"Stir faster," Derek grumbled. He placed the chicken in the oven. Derek then threw the green beans in a pan and covered them with olive oil, salt, and pepper.

"Really Der!" she whined.

"If you stir faster then we will," he turned over the green beans. He started to grumble about how David should of told them sooner and how they never had food food in the house.

"Der? Am I done?" she asked.

"Yeah, just pour it in there," he pointed to a clear bowl.

"Okay," she slowly poured the fake potato mixture in the bowl. She might of spilled once or twice but there was still a lot of 'potatoes' left.

"I think there's some gravy powder in that drawer. Just mix it with boiling water and stir," Derek was still working on the green beans.

Meredith boiled the water and looked for the gravy package. When she found it she poured to contents in the water. She continiously stirred.

Derek finally finished the green beans and placed them in a tiny serving dish. He then put the garlic bread in the oven and sighed in relief. They were almost done. The chicken has an hour to go, David should arrive any minute, and the only thing that is being done is the gravy. Maybe they could pull this off. The only thing that bugged him was that Alex and Izzie didn't come home. They always come home a little after they did. He pushed that aside and fixed the table.

The buzzer rang for the chicken. He took out the chicken and then the bread. Everything was perfect. A little too perfect... When they have important things to do something goes wrong. Something always goes wrong. Not to be a pessmist, its more of Mer's thing, but they do.

Like clock work the doorbell rang. Meredith jumped off the couch to answer the door.

"David!" she hugged him tightly.

"Can't breathe," Dav gasped for air.

"Sorry," she let go of him. Derek walked out of the kitchen,"Davy this is Derek Shepard, Der this is David."

"Hey," Dav stuck out his hand for Derek to shake.

Derek was a little hesitant,"Ummm, hi. Hey, sorry about earlier. I didn't know and I-"

David smiled slightly and shook his head,"Hey man, its okay. Its happened more than once, actually more than thirty."

Meredith looked down and blushed,"Not that many times."

Derek raised his eyebrows interested,"Really?"

"Oh, yeah. There was this one time with that one guy," David turned his attention to Meredith,"Remember that one guy Mer? The one that old lady called the cops on because he was making a scean at the resteruant?" he looked back at Derek,"Well, Mer and I walked over to a diner after school because it was Hank's turn to cook, and well last time he cooked we had some sort of shrimp that turned green... Anyway, her current boyfriend who went to school at the nearby high school was starting his shift when he saw me and Mer. Oh, he started to yell! Ha! Remember Pinky?"

Meredith blushed an even brighter red,"I should go check on that thing over there."

"Pinky?"

David laughed even harder,"You didn't tell him your nickname?" Meredith walked quickly to the kitchen to avoid any other questions,"Well, Mer had this pink hair thing going on in high school. You should've seen it! But then Bobby switched her hair dye with... What was it? Hmmm... I think it was this puke green dye, she wouldn't go out untill it faded. And she wouldn't dye her hair a for some odd reason..."

Meredith heard laughter in the dinning room. Were they laughing at her? Of course they were! She was the only thing contecting them together. Ugh... Maybe this dinner thing wasn't a good thing.

"Here's the tequila," Meredith put it on the table.

"That's a little strong," David commented.

"That's not for you, it for me," Meredith took a swing of the bottle.

"Oh, no you don't," Derek grabbed the bottle and got a bottle of champange out,"This is a little better."

Meredith glared at Der,"I was drinking that."

"You were. Now you're not," Derek took a seat next to Meredith.

"Looks good," David sat across from Meredith.

"Would've been better with my tequila," grumbled Meredith. Both men just stared at her,"What?! It would!"

They all laughed a little nervously. Meredith started poking and prodding at her potatoes. She stared at Derek then at David. They should be catching up! Not being at this awkweird dinner, and I do mean awkweird.

"So, Davy... How's work?" she asked.

"Usual," he started to fix his tie.

"How's Barbie?" she asked trying to start a conversation.

"Oh, her. That didn't work out too well. So I'm kinda just here and there," he took a bite of chicken.

Derek raised his eyebrows a bit surprised that a big businiss tycoon would be a player.

"Again?" Mer rolled her eyes,"I thought you said you'll actually try a real relationship."

He shrugged,"That didn't work out too well. We went out for a year and for the last month she was hinting she wanted to get married! Married Mer!"

She giggled,"I thought you pointed out to all of the girls you're not the marrying type?"

"She didn't get the memo apparantly," then it was quiet. The occasional clink of the silverware was heard but other than that nothing.

Cristina bursted in the house,"MEREDITH!!!!!" she ran in the dinning room,"You're using the dinning table?" she studied David,"You're here? What are you doing here?!"

"Hey, hey, hey. Calm down I'm a guest!" David raised his arms.

"Whatever," Cristina moved a chair over to Meredith's left side,"Mer, you'll never guess who I saw flirting with Lexie."

"Cris, I'm kinda sorta busy," Meredith pointed with her eyes towards the dinner.

"Oh, that could wait. It was Evil Spawn. Evil Spawn! So I was just wondering if he's going to be kicked out?" she grinned,"Because then he'd have to live off the streets and I won't see his face again."

"That's a little harsh even for you," Meredith noted.

"Being dumped at the alter would do that to you," Cristina noticed that David's eyes grew wide in surprise,"What? Was I talking to you? No, I think not," Cristina rolled her eyes,"Hey can I have some? I'm starved!" she grabbed Mer's fork and got a spoonful of 'potatoes.'

"You could've got a plate or your own fork you know," Meredith grumbled.

Cristina grabbed a napkin and spit out the food,"What the hell?! This is so not potatoes! It tastes like hospital food! Fake and made from a box!"

Meredith shrugged,"That's what you get."

All of the sudden the door was opened wide and moans were heard. Everyone turned around to see Izzie making out with McSteamy. Meredith, Derek, and Cristina's mouth's opened wide in shock. There stood Izzie, Izzie! Making out heatedly with McSteamy!

"IZZIE!" the three of them shouted.

She stopped and looked up,"Shit!"

David laughed amusingly.

"Umm, sorry Mark. Maybe your place?" she asked her eyes begging.

"No, I gotta go and do... Stuff," he quickly kissed her on her forehead and left.

"Seriously? Seriously?! Tonite?! Ugh!!!" Izzie stomped up the stairs.

"Okay..." Derek mumbled.

"She's not always like that," Meredith defended Izzie.

"Oh yeah, sleeping with Evil Spawn, falling for a patient, sleeping with Bambi, and now McSteamy? Oh no, she's not like that at all," Cris said sarcastically.

"I CAN HEAR YOU!!!!" Izzie screamed. Then there was a slamming of a door.

Then another one, but much closer.

"Goddamn girl," mumbled Karev,"I HATE your sister Meredith!" called Alex.

"Someone couldn't get laid?" called Cristina.

"Shut up!" Alex came over to the dinning room to yell at Cris some more,"Oh, you have someone. In the house. Great. Well, I'm going to Joe's if anyone cares."

"Its not always like this," Meredith stated.

"Yes it is," Cristina and Derek said at the same time.

Sorry that it took me a while to update. My brother was nagging me to play with him all day so I gave in. It took longer than I thought so I got on the computer a little late. Again sorry! And don't forget to review!