I don't own Grey's Anatomy. If I did, Derek wouldn't be laying in his trailer right now. He would be in Meredith's bed.

Meredith opened her eyes. Derek had his arms around her. He had been watching her sleep. Even after all that had happened last night, she had slept. She had slept better than she had in a long time. Something about Derek comforted her. She just stared into his blue eyes.

"Hey..." Meredith said quietly, with a yawn.

"Good morning." He said softly. He didn't let go of her. He never wanted to let go of her.

"Hmm, what time is it?" She asked sleepily.

"Um." He looked at his watch. "Six."

"Six? Six!" She squealed. "I'm late. I have to go!" She said as she jumped out of the bed. He just looked at her.

"Maybe you should take the day off..." Derek said as she began to open the door.

"Can't." She said simply, as she walked out. The door shut and quickly re-opened. She stuck her head in. "Thanks, Derek!" She said with a smile. He smiled as the door shut. She ran down the hallway and into the locker room. The other interns just looked at her. The minute she turned around, Dr. Bailey opened the door.

"Grey, you're here. I thought you'd take a day off..." Bailey said with a surprised tone.

"I am fine." Meredith said with a quick smile.

"Sure you are..." Bailey said unconvinced. "SCUT." Meredith went to talk. "Huh uh. A man died last night. I don't know the details, and I don't want to. But you arrived with him." Bailey explained.

"I didn't know him." Meredith spat, looking at Miranda's face.

"Don't care. SCUT." Meredith left the locker room with a huff.

Meredith spent the day running lab work and doing charts. She hated SCUT. She didn't understand why Dr. Bailey had her doing it. Miranda had no idea what went on last night. She was leaning up against the nurses station pretending to be working. She saw Dr. Burke look over at her. He made his way over to her slowly. She looked back down at a chart, pretending to read it.

"Ah, Dr. Grey..." Burke said slowly. She looked up at him.

"Do you need something Dr. Burke?" She asked.

"Well, I wanted to talk to you about Harvey Peterson." Burke said quietly, so as not to attract attention.

"Harvey? Oh, yeah, Harvey." She said quickly, while looking down.

"He was my patient. Cristina told me what happened. I just wanted to assure you that is wasn't your fault. Harvey knew the risks. He was an old horn-dog. Harvey was diagnosed with congestive heart failure some time ago. It appears that he suffered sudden cardiac arrest during his activities last night. It was not your fault. Thank you, I'm glad to hear he died with a smile on his face." Burke chuckled kindly, and walked away. Meredith's face turned turned bright red. She was so embarrassed, she wanted to hide under the nurses desk.

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Meredith went down to the basement for lunch. She didn't want to be with the other interns. She didn't know who knew about what had happened last night. She didn't want to be teased. She felt bad enough as it was. She wanted to pretend it never happened. She unwrapped her sub from the cafeteria and sat back against the wall. She heard footsteps, she didn't look up. Part of her wanted to run and hide, but she decided to stay. She looked up to see Derek walking towards her.

"Hiding out?" Derek asked with a smile. He sat down on the gurney, leaning up against the wall with her.

"Trying to." She stated, looking down at her sandwich.

"So how are you doing?" He asked, as he grabbed her sandwich, and took a bite.

"Hey, I'm hungry!" She snapped.

"So am I. That would be why I am eating." He chuckled and handed it back to her. "So how are you?"

"Oh, I'm great. I mean I only accidently killed a man last night. Oh, and to top it off, Burke was his doctor. He said he was glad he died with a smile on his face." Meredith frowned. Derek busted out with laughter. She looked at him. She had to join in.

"Did he?" Derek chuckled. "Did he die with a smile on his face?" Meredith glared at him, and then began laughing.

"Yes. Yes, he did." She muttered.

"That's good. I hope I go out that way." Derek stated. Meredith shook her head. "So are you done taking strangers home?"

"Nah. I think I just need them to produce a clean health certificate beforehand." She laughed.

"Why did you do it?" Derek asked, his face turning to stone. "Why did you take him home?"

"I thought I explained to you that I am a whore." She said quickly. "I sleep around."

"Yeah... I don't buy it." Derek answered, shaking his head.

"Honestly?" She asked him. He shook his head yes. "I was pissed. I saw her with you, and I was jealous. He was looking at me, and I thought 'What the hell!'" She said sadly.

"You were jealous?" He asked.

"Yeah." She spat. He chuckled, she smacked him in the arm.

"I just stopped to get one drink. I sat at the bar, and she showed up." He explained.

"Oh." She said flatly.

"There is nothing going on." He told her, pulling a candy bar out of his pocket. She quickly grabbed it from his hand.

"Oh. The kiss?" Meredith asked.

"She kissed me. I didn't kiss her back." He told her, as he grabbed the candy bar out of her mouth and took a bite. "That ship has sailed. Actually I think it sunk in the middle of the bay. Besides, she didn't like ferry boats. I can't be with someone who doesn't like ferry boats." Derek said with a smile.

"Is that so?" She said, grabbing the last part of the candy and shoving it in her mouth even though it was too big. She didn't want to share.

"So you were jealous..." He smiled. "Go on a date with me..." He told her. She tried to answer but had too much chocolate in her mouth. She began shaking her head no. "So I'll take that as a yes." He told her with a big smile. She grabbed the empty wrapper and spit the chocolate into it.

"No." She said quickly. "I told you I couldn't do that." She said biting his head off. His eyes got wide.

"Well, as friends?" He said, cocking his head. "Come on...Just look at me. Do you know how many girls would love to go on just one date with me?" He said a little too confidently.

"Maybe you should find one of those girls, and take them on a date." Meredith said, rolling her eyes at him.

"Fine. One drink at Joe's?" He asked. She looked off down the hallway. "You go with your friends all of the time. I am your friend..." She turned and looked at him.

"I can't. I have a thing. I am going to be gone this weekend." She said quietly. "Sorry."

"Are you trying brush me off?" He asked. "You can just tell me no..."

"I tried that. You didn't listen." She giggled.

"Sure. You are blowing me off." He got a sly grin. "I like the blowing. I'm all for the blowing. More blowing I say!"

"You are dirty, and bad. And dirty!" She shoved him. "No. I'm serious. I am flying to New York. Maybe next weekend?" She said, biting her bottom lip.

"Next weekend..." He smiled. "Hey!" He said loudly. She turned her head to look at him. He leaded in, grabbed the back of her head and pulled her into a passionate kiss. She didn't pull away. She felt his tongue slide into her mouth. She kissed him deeply, running her fingers through his hair.

"What the hell?" Cristina shouted. They both pulled away, breathlessly. "You blew me off to make out with McDreamy?"

"I, uh. I have to go. See you later." Derek said as he quickly walked away.

"What was that?" She shouted out to him.

"You looked like you needed it!" He yelled back. Cristina rolled her eyes.

"Seriously?" Cristina said as she sat down next to Meredith. Meredith rolled her eyes. "So you screwed a man to death."

"I really don't want to talk about it." Meredith answered.

"Oh come on. That doesn't happen that often. I have to hear the dirt." Cristina joked. "So was he good?"

"I can't answer that. It's just wrong." Meredith said, staring at the wall.

"Did you know. I mean did he say anything?" She asked.

"No. He was just there. Then he wasn't." Meredith answered. "Oh, and thanks for telling Burke. That was awesome."

"Yeah. It was too good to resist." Cristina told her. "So, you and McDreamy?"

"Nothing. I told you, I am done with men." Meredith said quickly. "He doesn't just want sex. He wants more."

"You and I think alike." Cristina laughed.

"Yeah, except you are falling for Burke." Meredith responded.

"Am not!" Cristina shouted. Meredith rolled her eyes. "So what about Mr. LDL?"

"Luckily George is switching me shifts so I can go to New York." Meredith answered.

"You're still going?" Cristina asked in shock.

"Yeah. I told him I would. Besides, he's in good shape. I don't think he'll drop dead." Meredith mused.

"You are crazy, you know that?" Cristina laughed.

"Yeah. I know." Meredith answered.

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Meredith took her seat on the plane. What the hell am I doing? She couldn't believe she was going to New York to meet an almost stranger. She looked around the plane. It was pretty empty. No one took the seat next to her. She was relieved. She didn't want to have to talk to anyone. They took off, and they turned off the seat belt sign. She laid her head back, closed her eyes and listened to her ipod.

The flight went rather quickly. She grabbed her small carry-on bag and walked out of the plane and into the busy airport. She immediately spotted Drew standing off to the side. He was holding a big sign that said her name and he had a cheesy grin on his face. She walked over with a smile on her face. He grabbed her hand and they began walking towards the baggage claim.

"I don't need to go to baggage. This is all I brought." She held out the small bag she was carrying.

"Seriously?" He said with a laugh. "I'm thinking you aren't a really woman. Maybe I really was plastered. Did I miss something?"

"Uh, I don't think." Meredith said quickly. "I'm pretty sure I am really a woman." They walked outside. It was sunny. It hadn't been sunny in Seattle for a long time. They walked across the huge parking lot and stopped at a Porsche Boxster.

"I'm glad I didn't bring a lot of luggage." She said, looking at the small car.

"Me too! Especially since this is my only car." He said with a smile. She threw her small bad in, and climbed into the passenger seat.

"So, you are taking me to a hotel, right?" She asked. "I said no details. I don't want to know anything about you."

"Yeah. I booked a hotel room." He said with a smile. "You don't seem to like to get personal, do you?"

"Um. No, not really." Meredith answered.

"Someone burned you, didn't they?" He asked pulling out of the parking lot quickly.

"Yeah. I've been burned. Several times, actually." She said with an angry undertone. "But I don't want to talk about it. That's not why I'm here."

"Okay. Are you hungry?" Drew asked with a smile.

"Yeah, a little bit." She answered quickly. She felt comfortable with him. He just seemed like a nice guy.

"Okay. I know this nice little diner on the way. We'll stop there." Drew said. They drove awhile in silence. Meredith looked out the window. It was so busy. Seattle was busy, but not like this. They pulled into the parking lot and walked in.

"They have the best pie. You should definitely get a piece of pie." He mentioned.

"I'll keep that in mind." She answered. The waitress came around. Meredith ordered a burger, fries, a salad and a piece of peach pie.

"So you really are hungry." Drew laughed. "You look like you never eat."

"Oh, I eat!" She said quickly. The waitress brought her salad, and she immediately began eating it.

"So, I don't really know what to talk about." Drew said randomly. "You said nothing personal. That doesn't leave us with much."

"Well, you can talk about some stuff. I just don't want to get emotionally involved." Meredith explained.

"I have to say you are the only woman who has flown across the country for me." He laughed.

"Is that a good thing, or a bad thing?" Meredith asked with a chuckle.

"I think it's a good thing." Drew said with a grin.

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Meredith and Drew spent the night in the hotel room. The hotel was nice. Meredith began to wonder just what it was that Drew does for a living. She felt indifferent over the whole situation. She didn't regret coming. But she wasn't sure that it was the right thing to do, either. It was good sex. She liked good sex. So she embraced it. She lived in the moment. She didn't think of Derek, Nate, Chase or her friends. She thought of herself. The night was long. Really long. She woke up to the bright sun shining in her eyes. She had a dull headache from the tequila the night before. She looked over at Drew, who was still sleeping. She climbed out of bed and got into the shower. When she came out, there was breakfast on the table. She smiled and sat down at the table.

"You woke up early." Drew said lightly.

"Yeah. I'm used to waking up early." Meredith explained.

"For your job?" He asked. She grabbed bacon and eggs.

"Yes, for my job. The one I won't tell you about." She laughed.

"Ah. I see. You're sharp. I can't pull one over on you." He stated. "Are you okay? You seem different than you were the last time I saw you..."

"Um. No, I think I'm okay." Meredith said, rolling her eyes.

"No. No. Something is off. You seen like you feel guilty." He pondered. "There's a guy, isn't there?" He said with a chuckle.

"What! No!" She snapped quickly. "Nope. No guy. Absolutely not."

"Uh huh." She said, unconvinced.

"What?" She said defensively.

"Now I see it..." He started. "You really are a woman. And there really is a guy." He said.

"Oh yes, there is a guy. I am totally in love. That's why I am here." Meredith laughed. "Having meaningless sex with you."

"So, we have plans tonight." Drew said quietly.

"Um, well, I kind of figured that." Meredith said, raising her eyebrows.

"No. Dinner. I completely forgot. I got the call while I was waiting for you at the airport." He said, taking a bite of his fruit.

"Call? Dinner?" She asked nervously.

"Well." He paused. "I go to dinner with my aunt Evelyn twice a month. It's a ritual. I promised I would go tonight." He said. Meredith groaned. "You don't tell aunt Eve no. Luckily, she isn't cooking. I convinced here to go out to eat. That way it would be less personal. For you."

"For me? Oh no. I'll stay here. I'll be waiting here when you get home." Meredith said quickly.

"No, no. I told her you were coming." Drew smiled.

"What! What did you say? Oh my long distance lay will be coming with me." She spat. "Nope. This is against the rules."

"Come on. It will be fun. Like a challenge..." He grinned. "Please?"

"Fine. But I won't forget this!" She said angrily. "Not to mention I didn't bring a dress."

"I'll buy you one. Whatever you want." He said, hoping to win her over.

"Okay, I want if five-thousand dollar gown!" She laughed.

"Okay." He said nonchalantly.

"Well, you must be successful. You drive Porsche. You can buy expensive gowns. We're staying in an expensive hotel and draining the mini-bar." She giggled.

"Are you asking me what I do for a living?" Drew said with a chuckle.

"Uh, no." She shook her head.

"I'm a nurse." He said quickly.

"A nurse?" She said as she began to laugh.

"Well, not really a nurse. I couldn't hack that. I'm a nurse's aid, actually." He said smoothly.

"A nurse's aid. Uh huh, okay..." She said unconvinced.

"Really. My parents died when I was young. They left me everything they had. I was foolish with some of the money. I managed to save some of it and I bought the Porsche. I only spend money on girls like you..." He said, raising his eyebrows. She laughed.

"Sure..." She said quickly.

"So what do you do?" He asked. "I told you. You tell me."

"You lied..." She answered.

"No. I didn't." He said sternly.

"Oh. You weren't kidding..." She felt stupid. "Well, I am a sanitary engineer." She said with a straight face.

"Like a garbage man?" He laughed.

"I prefer, garbage woman. But yes." She said smoothly.

"Oh you have got to be kidding me!" He laughed.

"No. I'n not. Please don't laugh, it hurts my feelings." She said bluntly.

"Oh. Sorry. You're just so...clean." He told her.

"What do you think? We jump in the back of the truck and roll around?" She asked. "Besides, I drive the truck. Joe and Bob do the pick-up. That is why I wake up so early." She explained. She kept her face still.

"So. I don't think I have ever slept with a sanitary engineer before." He mused.

"There is a first time for everything." She said with a laugh.

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Meredith came out of the bathroom. She looked absolutely radiant. She had her hair down and softly curled. She was wearing a black gown, with a slit up the side. She had on just a touch of make-up. Drew's jaw hit the floor. He was in a nice, tailored Armani suit. He looked clean-cut and handsome. They walked out of the hotel and drove to the restaurant. Meredith was mad at him for putting her in this position. When they got to the restaurant Eve was already seated at the table. Meredith nervously walked up to the table. She didn't know why she was nervous. She would never see this woman again. They walked up to an older woman with dark brown hair. She looked familiar. Meredith couldn't place her.

"Aunt Eve. This is Meredith. Meredith, this is my aunt Evelyn." Drew introduced them.

"It's nice to meet you." Meredith said with a smile.

"It's nice you meet you too." Eve said with a warm smile. They all sat down. "So, Drew, how was work?"

"It was good. Same old thing." Drew responded. He was hoping this didn't get too personal. "So what have you been doing lately?"

"Oh, you know. The usual. Kathleen was in town for a few days." Eve started.

"And she didn't even come see me?" Drew said with a pouty face.

"You know she is busy." Eve said, taking a sip of wine.

"Yeah, fixing people's heads." Drew said. "She's a psychiatrist." He explained, Meredith nodded. They ate some of there meal and talked for a long time. They had managed to keep it as general as possible.

"I have to use the restroom. If you'll excuse me..." He said with a smile. Meredith gave him the look of death as he walked away.

"So. How long have you been dating my nephew?" Eve asked politely.

"Um. We're not really dating. We're really more friends than anything." Meredith tried to explain.

"He is quite a catch. Very successful..." She started. Meredith cut her off.

"I know he is. He is a very nice guy." Meredith said quickly.

"You aren't his type." She said, shaking her head.

"I don't want to be. I have had some pretty rough relationships in the past. I am not looking for commitment. I am just looking for a good time." Meredith said. She didn't care, she was never going to see him again.

"So, It's just sex?" Eve asked frankly. She didn't seem surprised.

"Pretty much. We have an agreement." Meredith said, praying that Drew would come back.

"Drew's parents died in a car accident when he was seventeen. He moved in with me. He always was a man-whore." Meredith busted out laughing. "Well, he likes to get around. I'm not saying that you are--" Eve started to explain.

"A whore?" Meredith cut in.

"No, no honey. I like you. You seem so real, so genuine. So many people are going through life pretending they are something they aren't. You aren't like that. It's refreshing." Evelyn explained with a smile on her face. "Actually, you are just what my son needs. He is also successful. I have been lucky, all of my kids are great. They did well. It's a shame he doesn't live here, my son. You two would be cute together." She smiled. "I guess I should shut up. I'm always trying to be the matchmaker. Besides, you are here with Drew..." She said.

"What about me?" Drew asked.

"Oh, nothing, dear!" Evelyn answered, she winked at Meredith. Meredith smiled. She liked her.

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Meredith laid in the bed the next morning. She had a good time. It was abnormal. But abnormal was normal for her. She laid there and stared at Drew, but all she could think about was Derek. Derek's face flashed into her head. The way he tilts his head to the side. The "Double Scotch, Single Malt" he always orders. His smile. The kissing. His good looking red shirt. The coffee ice cream. His need to eat a good breakfast. His hair. Ferry boats.

"What are you thinking about?" Drew asked her. He had been watching her for a long time. She hadn't even noticed.

"Um." She said, looking at the the ceiling. "Okay, you're right. There is a guy. He is great. He cares about me. He wants to try to have a relationship. I can't. I just can't do it!" She snapped.

"I knew it..." He chuckled.

"Shut up!" She said, hitting him with her pillow. He grabbed his pillow and hit her back.

"Does he know? That you care." He asked.

"Yeah. I think. I think he knows." She said, unsure of herself.

"Is he a good guy?" Drew asked, like he genuinely cared.

"Yeah. He is a great guy." Meredith smiled, just thinking about him. "He is kind."

"Why don't you give it a chance?" Drew asked innocently.

"You don't understand. I just can't. I can't be broken again." She said.

"If you are already broken, why can't you take the chance. You can't get anymore broken than broken." He said wisely. Maybe he was right...

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So going to New York was a good thing. She met Derek's mom, unknowingly. Drew is wise and kind. And Meredith is a "Sanitary Engineer", LOL. FYI: Harvey dying during sex was supposed to be funny as hell, and now after what Burke said, it's even more so. Please review!