Warning: This Chapter gets pretty explicit so skip ahead to the end if you don't want to read it.

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He was looking at her. Looking. At her. She couldn't breathe. She didn't feel anything. Her body was numb. His eyes stared into hers. She explored his pupils as they both swayed in someone else's arms. He was looking at her.

Her eyes landed on the red hair of his wife, the woman he chose over her, dancing in his arms. She pulled away from Finn, discreetly trying to catch her breath.

"Are you alright?" He asked. She nodded, afraid to speak in case she sounded breathless.

"Yeah, I'm just... uh... hot." It wasn't a lie, but it wasn't the whole truth. "And uh... claustrophobic." She added. Derek saw her talking to him and stepped back from Addison, making up an excuse to check on a patient.

"I'm just gonna run and go splash some cold water on my face," Meredith said, gesturing nonchalantly toward the exit. Finn nodded. "I'll be right back." Both Derek and Meredith said at the same time.

"Meredith!" He called after her as she walked briskly down the hospital hallway. She pulled up her dress and broke into a run in her heels, shaking her head.

"Leave me alone!" He voice shook as she ducked into an exam room, hearing his footsteps behind her. She couldn't stand him looking at her for one more second. It made her miss him too much. It hurt her too much.

"Meredith!" He called again, but she ignored him, walking around to the other side of the exam table so that she was as far away from him as possible.

"Just leave me alone!" She snapped as he slipped into the room behind her.

"I just want to make sure you're alright." He said, slightly breathless as he stepped further into the room.

"No! I'm not alright! Okay? Are you satisfied?! I'm not alright because you have a wife and you call me a whore and our dog died and now you're looking at me. Stop looking at me." She shouted, feeling the same butterflies-in-the-stomach sensation that she always felt when her eyes met his.

"I'm not looking at you." He said as if he were in a daze. He contradicted himself by keeping his gaze trained on her, stepping closer to her. She retreated back in response. "I am not looking at you!" He said when she kept her eyes narrowed at him.

"You are looking at me!" She cried, remembering the way his eyes seemed to bore into her while they were dancing. The way he looked at her that sent shivers running up and down her body. "And Finn has plans! And I like Finn, he's perfect for me, and I'm really trying here to be happy and I can't breathe! I can't breathe with you looking at me like that so just stop!" She yelled, tears flooding to her eyes. She couldn't hold back the aching in her chest when she was standing so close to him, but she couldn't feel her body against his, couldn't feel his arms around her.

"Do you think I want to look at you?" He asked softly, his own eyes sparkling with tears. "That I wouldn't rather be looking at my wife? I'm married! I have responsibilities!" She turned away from him so that he wouldn't see the pain in her eyes.

"She... She doesn't drive me crazy, she doesn't make it impossible for me to feel normal, she doesn't make me sick to my stomach thinking about my veterinarian touching her with his hands!" He cried, feeling a sinking feeling in his stomach as he imagined Meredith with Finn. He hated the image in his mind of any other man touching, seeing, tasting what he had. She was his. He knew it. He felt it, every time she walked in the room, she was his. And he had let her go.

"Man, I would give anything not to be looking at you." He said, hearing how it came out differently than he wanted it to and cringing to himself. He would give anything to do more than just look at her. He would give anything to touch her again, to feel the warmth of her body and smell the lavender scent of her conditioner and taste her skin again.

They were both silent for a tense second. Slowly, she turned around, locking eyes with him again. She didn't hate the butterflies that jumped to her stomach. She didn't feel guilty about the chills that erupted across her skin. She was lost in him.

He sprang forward suddenly, capturing her lips with his and holding her head with both of his hands. She was frozen for a moment in surprise and relief. She missed his lips on hers more than words could describe.

Her arms tangled around his neck and she turned her head, allowing him to place kisses all over her cheek and temple. He relished in the taste of her soft skin, wanting to leave no spot on her body untouched.

Their lips met again and he pushed her up onto the table, his hand dropping to her lower back. Her fingers tangled in his hair and he used his other hand to cradle her face, pushing himself against her and feeling as though they could never be close enough.

His hand pushed her hair away from her face and his lips wandered to her neck, exploring the vulnerable skin. His hands skillfully slipped under her dress, pulling her lace underwear down her legs slowly, almost tauntingly.

She wrapped her legs around him, pulling him closer to her and sliding the coat off his shoulders. His hands found the back of her dress, unzipping it and sliding it down her body slowly. His skin brushed against hers and she let out a shaky breath, squirming slightly with anticipation.

He placed his face in the middle of her chest, his hands running up and down her sides and her fingernails digging into his scalp. She threw her head back to expose her entire neck to him, closing her eyes and holding herself steady with her hands on his back.

She unbuttoned his shirt slowly, her face nestled on his shoulder as he sucked on her neck. The shirt and tie were thrown to the floor as she pushed her body against his, feeling their skin collide and letting out a soft groan. He ran his hands all over her body, realizing how much he missed the feeling of her soft skin against him.

"God, I missed you..." He choked, letting her slide his pants down his legs and unhooking her bra so that there was nothing separating them from each other. He pushed her gently down onto the exam table, climbing onto it so that he was on top of her, staring into her green eyes, dancing with hunger.

"I missed you more..." She said softly, placing her hands on his back to brace herself. He crashed his lips onto hers again, pulling away briefly and panting quietly.

"Meredith?" He said seriously, his hand resting in her hair.

"Mmh... Derek..." She grunted, her body tensing up and her eyes scrunching shut.

"I love you." He panted, staring down at her eyes as they shot open in surprise.

"Derek, I..." She stammered, trying to find words to describe to him how she felt. His face fell.

"Sorry. This... this is a bad idea..." He trailed off when both of her hands grabbed his face and pulled him down onto her, smashing their lips together. They both pulled away gasping for air.

"I love you too, Derek." She panted, meeting his gaze and seeing relief fill his eyes. They both smiled at each other, completely forgetting everything going on outside of the room or the hospital. Nothing stood between them when they made love. No fears or regrets or broken promises. Just the blinding love between two people and their desire for each other.

He was helping her zip up her dress in silence. It wasn't tense silence or awkward silence. It was contempt. Nothing needed to be said. Words would just break the silence.

"We didn't use a condom..." Meredith blurted suddenly, turning around to face him. He shrugged.

"I don't have any STD's. Neither does Addison. What about Finn?" He asked and her eyes went wide and her face flushed with embarrassment.

"I... um... we uh... haven't... Oh, God! Finn! I have to... I have to tell him, I mean... what does this mean? What does this mean, Derek?" She asked, meeting his eyes. He smiled at her and placed a hand in her hair.

"It means I'm finally getting a divorce." He smirked. She raised her eyebrows at him.

"What?!" She cried. He shook his head.

"I love you. I've always loved you. I'm not going to waste any more time not being with you. Addison deserves a chance to move on, be free. We were just wasting time anyway. Don't you get it, Meredith? Time is everything. We don't know how much time we have, so we have to spend as much of it as we can with people that we truly love. And for me... that's you. I'm tired of being away from you. I don't want to be away from you ever again. I may not have been there before, but I'm here now. I'm here for you. Finn's not the one for you, Meredith, and Addison's not the one for me. It's you. It's always been you." He said. She stared up at him in awe.

"I guess we both have bad news for our dates then." She gathered. He smiled at her, the skin around his eyes crinkling as he placed a soft kiss on her lips.

"I guess so."

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This story will be a long one. I'm going to hopefully post one chapter a week but the first few chapters will be out within the next few days depending on how this story is received. Please leave a review to let me know what you think.

Kisses!

-E