AN: This is my first ever actual fan fiction. Although I write a lot of short stories and such I have never written any scripts or fan fiction…I've only read it. So be brutal. ; But I would love some feedback. This could be just a one shot or not. So let me know what you think; what you like or don't like. Thanks. –Hanna.

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters on Grey's Anatomy or any of the quotes used in the document to follow. I also do not own the lyrics from Jem's song "Come on Closer".

"Dr. Shepard." Meredith spoke as though there was no past between them or no water under the thing or whatever. They had slept together and she had thrown him out the morning after.

"We should pretend it never happened."

"What happened? You sleeping with me last night or you throwing me out this morning? Because both are fond memories I would like to hold onto."

He was currently consumed in his paperwork. He has really nice hair she thought to herself. Damn it. I can't fall for my boss.

"I'm not going out with you."

"Did I ask you to go out with me?...do you want to go out with me?"

"You're my boss."

"I'm your boss's boss."

"You're my teacher. And my teacher's teacher. And you're my teacher."

"I'm your sister, I'm your daughter."

"You're sexually harassing me."

"I'm riding an elevator."

"I'm drawing a line. A line has been drawn. There's a big line."

"Now this line...is it imaginary or do I need to get you a marker?"

…That kiss. It was a good kiss. Oh god. She couldn't do this! She couldn't! It was wrong. It is wrong.

"So, it's intense. This thing I have. For ferry boats, I mean."

"I am so taking the stairs this time."

"No self control. It's sad. Really."

He was right. She had no self control. Why did she always sleep with inappropriate men? It was her thing. Ugh. I really screwed up this time. But I didn't know! It didn't matter that she didn't know. She couldn't have a fling with her boss.

"Yes?" A voice interrupted her thoughts. "…Dr. Grey." He added. She looked up at him. He had that cocky smile on his face. What was with that smirk?

"I need a consult for a patient, Mr. Brower in room 246." She said looking at her shoes attempting to hide from his stare. She handed the patient's chart to him. Well, not him exactly. She was kind of just waving it around in the open air hoping he would take it. Suddenly she felt his grip on it. His finger slid across hers for only a moment immediately sending shivers up and down her body.

"Ok. Let's head down." Oh. Down. Just what she needed. They needed to take the elevator. She stepped inside the elevator after him. No one else was inside. Figures.

"So." She heard him speak.

"Mm." was the only thing Meredith replied with.

"You look nice today."

She bit her lip. "Dr. Shepard!"

"Derek. Please."

"DR. SHEPARD!" she said assertively. She took note in the fact that he jumped slightly at her tone.

There was a moment of silence….a short one at that. She sighed knowing it wouldn't last.

"It was just a compliment."

"You know it wasn't just that. You know it meant more than that."

"Do you want it to mean more than that?" he said taking a step towards her.

She went silent. She was speechless. She was dumb founded, standing there, staring at him, hypnotized by that stupid smirk. She couldn't even move. He took a few more steps until he was right in front of her. If she were to move a few inches forward she would be pushed into his chest.

"Do you?" he whispered in her ear with the most seducing husky voice. His warm breath felt so nice on her neck and face.

Hot temptations
Sweet sensations
infiltrating through
Sweet sensations
Hot temptations
Coming over you

"I can't." she whispered back.

"You won't."

"I shouldn't."

"But you want to." He said brushing his chin against her head.

Keep your eyes on me
Your reaction
To my action
Is what I want to see

She was beginning to get annoyed at these short sentences that couldn't even amount to a decent conversation. Not that this could even be considered a conversation. She felt like she was on the national animal channel. She wasn't sure yet if she were to be considered the prey or the mate that the male was trying to woo. She felt like both.

Suddenly the muscular body in front of her retreated back to the other side of the elevator much to her disappointment. She began pacing and knew that her babbling was going to start shortly.

"Derek, I just….it's not right….you're my boss…I can't have a fling with you. I can't sleep with you. I can't kiss you in elevators and you should really just stop trying to get me to go out with you…I mean…"

Her voice stopped as the lights flickered in small space they were contained in. She felt the floor shifting beneath them. She felt herself losing her balance. Suddenly the elevator came to a halt and she began to fall. Two arms swiftly grabbed her and held her close to the body they belonged to. Her knees were weak and her arms were thrashing around uncontrollably. She was trying to catch her balance, but knew it was hopeless. She surrendered to his strong touch and gave in to his smell. Being in his arms made her feel safe. Suddenly the rattling noise that had been piercing to her ears stopped. The flickering lights stopped as the space went completely dark. She felt him lowering her to the floor with him. Soon, they were both sitting. It was dark and completely silent with the exception of their heavy breathing sounds.

The lights began flickering on and off. She squeezed his arm in fear that there would be another movement in the elevator. He gripped her reassuringly. The lights came on and they started moving again. Derek picked himself up off the floor and helped Meredith to her feet.

"Thanks." She said.

"Yeah, um. It was probably just the storm."

"Oh. Yeah." She spoke back remembering the heavy rain along with the thunder and lightning outside.

The elevator doors began to open; they reminded her of the eye lids of a person. They both stepped out into the bustling hallway. Derek began walking to the left but stopped when he realized Meredith was not following him but rather standing there not moving.

"Are you okay?"

"Um. Yeah. Just…uh…can I meet you down there? I'll be back in time to take him down to CT…I just…"

"Yeah. It's fine."

"Okay."

"Okay."

"Thanks."

"Yeah…hey, Meredith?"

"Yeah?"

"Um. Nothing."

She looked at him. He didn't have his usual smirk on his face, but rather a confused dazed 'I want to say something, but I'm not going to for whatever reason' look. She knew it so well because she wore it on her face so well and so often.

"Derek?" she said. He stopped walking and turned around to look back at her. He didn't say anything; he just looked at her waiting.

"Umm…" she couldn't. "Nothing." She finished.

She sighed as she noticed his expectant face. She turned around from the handsome forbidden doctor that she should not have a relationship with although she wanted to very much and began walking away. I hate elevators she thought to herself as she continued walking.