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I do not own Grey's Anatomy or its characters. Just writing this because I am a fangirl with no life what so ever.

She got off the plane already stressed out. She was starting a new life and she didn't know where she should begin. She thought that maybe buying a place to live and getting a job would be the first step in the right direction. But, God knows when it comes to going in the right direction she only ends up going the opposite way towards the wrong one. She then began treading through a sea of people looking for the baggage claim. Along her side was a tight grasp around her hand. She was dragging a little girl who was an exact replica of her. With emerald-green eyes and long loose dirty blonde curls that bounced up and down as her mother pulled her along through the airport. There was no doubt that the little girl wasn't hers. When she finally found the spot where her bags would come out she sat the little girl down on a bench next to her and said, "Haven, stay in this seat and please don't move mommy will be right back. I just need to get our bags so we can get out of this zoo". Haven looked at her mom and scrunched her face, "Mommy we aren't in the zoo silly we are in the airport!". As she began to walk away, she had turned around knowing her daughter would be out of the seat. But, to her surprise Haven was still seated holding on to her ratty old stuffed giraffe.

Once she reached the baggage claim, the bags were beginning to come out. She saw Haven's bag first and quickly grabbed it. However, her bag wasn't next to Haven's to her surprise. 'Maybe it just got mixed in with the other luggage' she thought. Ten had minutes had passed on the clock and finally she spotted her two bags that she brought along with her. As they finally made their way toward her she knelt to pick up both bags. She got the first bag and set it next to Haven's bag. She then turned around to grab the second bag. As she was grabbing the handle of the bag, a hand landed firmly on top of hers. It was strong yet oddly soft. But, it was definitely a mans hand. Both hands, hers and his pulled the bag off of the baggage claim carousel at the same time. "Excuse me, but that's my bag not yours" she said not realizing how rude she had sounded. "Um, I didn't know your name was Derek Shepherd" he replied seeing as she was being rude to him he decided he would be a smart ass back. "Wha- What do you mean Derek Shepherd?" she stuttered as he showed her the luggage tag with his name written in black ink across it. "I have the same bag, I just assumed it was mine.. I am so sorry" she tried to recover. But there was no going back, she had made a complete fool out of herself in front of him. But why should she care how she came off towards him? She didn't need to impress him... and his stupid perfect looking jet black hair... and those damn piercing blue eyes... and wow his body... 'Hold on what the hell am I thinking' she thought as she bounced back into reality. "Well, if you want I can help you find your bag if you want" he said grinning at her with the satisfaction that he was right about the whole bag mix up. But, she just shook her head and replied to him that she was fine and went back to looking for her last bag.

He walked away from the baggage claim and started thinking. He was thinking about her for some odd reason. He had no clue why though. Maybe it was her eyes... or her long wavy dirty blonde hair... or how she smelled... she had smelled like some type of flower. This flower though was one that you smelled on a morning jog on a sunny spring morning after a nighttime rain. 'Wait a damn minute what the hell am I doing?' he thought. He then stopped to use the restroom and left his luggage outside by the entrance so he didn't have to lug it in.