Derek Shepherdd

You left a hospital room at Grey Sloan Memorial late at night, just as visiting hours were ending. You were visiting your best friend, who had just had surgery. You turned to head back down the hall to leave, but suddenly you bumped into someone. You turned to see your friend's surgeon, Derek Shepherd. You haven't spoken to him yet.

"Oh, sorry, I should have looked where I was going."

He burst out laughing and held out his hand.

"You must be her friend? I'm Dr. Shepherd."