Hiding in the Shadows

28. On to Derek's Place

"So...where exactly do you live? We went across Seattle, got on a ferry and are now twenty minutes away from that. This is like the middle of nowhere...are you sure you are not going to kill me, because I feel like I should start apologizing for the prostitute remark right about now." Meredith rambled anxiously.

Derek chuckled.

"We are almost there. Be flexible Grey."

"I'm not flexible." She remarked.

"Sure about that? Cause you look like you would be..." He said without thinking. His eyes widened as the remark left his mouth. Way to go Shepherd, take her out to the woods and make sexual remarks to her. She already probably thinks you are going to rape, kill and bury her...add to it why don't you.

"Why Dr. Shepherd...that is a very inappropriate thing to say to your intern." She mocked.

"But honey...you are my girlfriend..." He joked.

"Well, then you should know if I am flexible or not..." She giggled.

"That is not even funny Grey..." He complained.

He slowed the car down and pulled into the dirt drive. He suddenly felt very nervous. He had never brought anyone out here...he had never wanted to...until her. He forced himself to put that thought to the back of his mind. This wasn't the time to analyze.

He parked his Lexus beside his Range Rover. Meredith got out of the car and looked around curiously. Her gaze settled on his silver airstream trailer that he had bought hours after completing the paperwork for the land. He eventually wanted to build but the thought of coming home to an big empty house didn't seem right for him.

Her surprised gaze settled on him. He looked down at his feet waiting for her to scoff at him.

"This is...amazing." She breathed.

He looked at her, searching for any signs of her placating him but found none. She just looked around, her eyes sparkling.

"Amazing?" He asked.

"Don't you think so?" She asked him.

"Yeah but you realize that I am a neurosurgeon who lives in a tin can." He remarked.

"No you are a neurosurgeon who lives in a top of the line Airstream on the most beautiful land in Seattle. How many acres is this?"

"Forty."

"Wow. How did you even find this?"

"Ad on the internet." He told her.

"Great find." She whispered.

Derek watched her investigate. She was hands down the most amazing woman he had ever met.

"Is that a lake?" She squealed.

"Yes." He smiled.

She looked at him with the most beautific smile and extended her hand in invitation.

"Take me there?" She asked.

Derek swallowed and took her hand. They fit...their hands...they fit. His mother had once told him that she knew Derek's father was the one for her, when she took his hand and the fit perfectly. He shook himself out of his reverie.

"Derek?"

"I'm sorry...what?"

"Do you ever use this lake?" She asked.

"Yes...I fish."

"No shit? Really?" She asked, astounded.

"Yes, really...why?"