Oneshot
Disclaimer: I do not own Grey's Anatomy
Leaving the bar, his hand on her back, she pushed through the glass doors back out into the clear air of the late Thursday night. They both knew where this was heading, and what this was, but that didn't mean she'd failed to notice his inconspicuous acknowledgement of the theatre nurse as he turned to help her with her coat. The older woman with dark brown hair, holding a small cocktail glass and taking minimum sips from its icy rim. Since when had Derek Shepard noticed any of the theatre nurses?
"Who was that?" Meredith asked, looking up at him as they waited to cross the road. The night breeze tousled his dark hair, and his eyes were glossy and deep in thought. He looked down at her adoringly, stroking a strand of hair behind her ear.
"Rose," he answered simply after a few moments, taking her hand as they crossed the road. Something burning stirred inside Meredith as she bit back the temptation to say something that could forever incriminate her incredible secret desire to be more than sex-buddies with Derek.
They reached his car in a few steps, and they drove to her house in a comfortable silence. Her thoughts were forgotten as his lips savaged hers all the way to the front door. He ran his fingers through her long hair, allowing them to trail on her back for a fleeting moment before moving back up to cup her cheek. She reached into her pocket to retrieve her key, pushing Derek away to unlock the front door. Just as she turned the lock, his phone beeped.
"Hospital?" Meredith asked as she watched him read the text message. He looked puzzled down at the piece of plastic in his hand. She looked over his palms at the screen,
Rose"Right." She said irately, opening the door with a thud. He looked up at her with a look of perplexity on his face.
"Meredith-…" he reasoned, but she pushed him away forcefully, causing him to stumble slightly.
"No. Go be with your new girlfriend." she said bluntly, stepping inside and slamming the door in his face and rushing upstairs. She slammed her bedroom door with a thud and noticed Derek's car drive off as she looked out the window. She threw off her shoes angrily, lying down on her bed staring up at the blank dark ceiling. Why was she feeling like this? Why was Derek so suddenly interested in Rose? He wasn't going to wait for her anymore.
The thought made a wave of insecurity and loneliness rush over her, one she hadn't experienced before. She choked back a sob and continued to look up at the dark ceiling.
A moment later, she heard a knock at the door, and she watched as the light spread itself around the room with the warming light from the hallway.
"What's wrong with you?" Alex's husky voice came from the doorway. Meredith didn't even bother to look over at him. He closed the door behind him and moved into the room to sit on her bed.
"You're waking me up, and I have to be at the hospital at 6 tomorrow. You're pissing me off with this moody brooding thing," he said bluntly. Meredith groaned and sat up slightly.
"It's Derek. He's seeing someone else. A theatre nurse." She stated crankily. Alex groaned and lay back on the bed next to her. They lay in silence for a few moments, each lost in their own thoughts.
"I wouldn't normally do this, coz I'm not a chick," Alex said gruffly. "But spill it. You don't really have anyone to talk to these days with Yang off with Torres and O'Malley and Izzie getting their mack on at all hours."
Meredith laughed a little, turning her head to look at him. She noticed the silhouette of his toned body in the light from the streetlamp that shone through the window. He wore a simple white tank top and track pants.
"I love him. But I think he's interested in someone else." She sighed, falling back on her pillow. Alex didn't say anything, she wasn't sure if he was listening, but she didn't really care. She just wanted some company.
"You're too good for him." Alex stated, his hand finding her arm in the dark. His strong hands stroked her skin, lulling her into a sense of calm. "But he wouldn't leave you for someone else, and he would be an idiot too,"
Meredith closed her eyes and smiled, enjoying the sensations crawling through her body. His touch prickling her skin. She felt his weight shift on the bed as he rolled onto his side. She opened her eyes to see his eyes burning into hers. She smiled.
"I just want to forget everything," she murmured, staring up at him. His mouth cracked a wicked smile as his hand wandered down her side lightly. She could feel his hot breath on her lips, and the heat from his body radiating onto hers. Her heart was racing.
It wasn't the first time they'd done this, but every time felt like something incredible she hadn't experienced before. The way he touched her sent her to another place, and however many times she'd tried to convince herself it was so wrong, it felt the opposite. Her head was saying one thing, but her body was betraying her, each stroke was eliciting feelings from her she hadn't felt in a long time.
"Just pretend I'm not me," Alex murmured into her ear as he pressed her body down on hers. She allowed herself to succumb to his movement, knowing tomorrow they'd wake up, and it could be as though this had never happened. She shifted below him, finally letting the day slip away with every touch.