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Inhale. Exhale. Breathing, normally something that is done without much thought, except for now. As Meredith runs down the hall trying to escape her boss, her husband, she has to remind herself to breathe. Inhale. Exhale.

She is almost to the end of the hallway. She is almost there when she feels a firm hand grip her elbow and begin to lead her through a nearby door.

"Dr. Grey," he says with slight amusement in his voice, "I need to talk to you."

Meredith whips around as the door to the stairwell slams closed behind him, his lab coat still fluttering in the air from his sudden movements.

"Dr. Shepherd," she practically hisses as she glances around the stairwell, making sure that they are alone.

Derek cocks his head to the side and grins broadly as he crosses his arms over his chest. She can't help but remember the firmness of that chiseled chest under her touch. "Last week it was Derek, and now it's Dr. Shepherd?" he asks as he fights the laughter that is bubbling in his stomach.

"Dr. Shepherd," she repeats for emphasis, "we should pretend that it never happened." Her voice is serious, but her body is shaking from a combination of nerves and the desire already threatening to cause her blood to boil.

A smirk crosses Derek's face as he takes a step towards Meredith. The railing behind her prevents her from moving back. She can feel his hot breath lapping against her face, the smell of his minty toothpaste filling her nostrils as her heart beats wildly against her chest. "What never happened? You taking advantage of me last week? Or marrying me and then running away? Because both are found memories that I would like to hang onto now that I have recovered them."

She is torn between smacking him or grabbing his face and kissing him to wipe the smirk off of his face. She can't do this. He is her boss. Damn tequila. What is she going to do?

"You're my boss," is the only thing that she can think of to say.

He chuckles and nods as he places a hand on the rail next to her, his chest dangerously close to hers. "And you're my wife."

Meredith shakes her head. "No. We can't do this. I don't even know you!" she states emphatically, trying to convince herself just as much as him.

"Oh, but I think you do," he responds suggestively as his eyes roam her body, the memory of her trembling beneath him so vivid in his mind.

She gasps as she leans further back into the bar. "Stop looking at me like that!" she says with narrowed eyes.

"Like what?" he quickly responds.

"Like you've seen me naked," she says in a serious tone.

Derek just smirks as he leans in close to her ear. "That's all I see when I close my eyes," he says in a low, husky voice riddled with restrained desire. He inhales deeply. "And your hair, it smells like some kind of flower, and every time I think of you...I can smell you as if you were lying across my chest again, your hair tickling me as my chest rises and falls..and.."

Meredith hold up her hand. She can't take it anymore. "Stop!" she practically shouts into his face. A confused look spreads across his face. "We can't do this. I can't do this. You are an attending. I am an intern. I have a lot to prove. We cannot do this," she states in a stern voice, placing her hands on his chest and pushing him back for emphasis.

He grabs her wrist, holding her hands in place against his pectorals. She can almost feel his muscles twitching beneath her fingers. "We can do anything you want," he says as he cocks his head to the side.

"Dr. Shepherd!" she gasps.

"Dr. Shepherd," he responds as he nods in her direction.

"What?" Meredith asks as her mouth falls agape.

He chuckles. "You are Dr. Shepherd now as well," he responds in a calm voice.

She pulls her wrists out of his grip. "What? No, I'm not. I'm Dr. Grey. Dr. Meredith Grey," she says in a trembling voice. What has she done now?

"Not according to our marriage certificate. You signed Meredith Shepherd," he says in a matter of fact tone.

Meredith's face turns white as she stares at him. "Oh my God. My mother and father are going to kill me. This can't…I'm supposed to…no…you are lying…" she says as she begins to pace the small landing in the stairwell.

He grabs her shoulders with his strong hands. "I'm not lying, Meredith. You signed Meredith Shepherd, so, legally that is now your name," he says as he searches her wide eyes.

Meredith stops pacing as she collapses on the bottom step of the stairwell, her head instantly falling into her hands. "Oh God," she groans, almost as if in pain. Derek sits down next to her and she can instantly feel the heat from his virile body.

"Being married to me that bad, eh?" he jokes as he nudges her shoulder with hers, trying to lighten the mood.

"You don't get it, Derek," she says in a soft voice.

He perks up as his first name rolls off of her tongue. "What don't I get?" he asks, staring at her slouched form.

Meredith looks up at him, her face stressed. She might as well tell him. He will find out eventually. "Do you know who my parents are?" she asks.

A confused look crosses his face. "What does that have to do with anything?"

"Everything," she responds simply.

She opens her mouth to speak, but just then the door to the stairwell bursts open. Meredith jumps up and greets the face of her father.

"Meredith," he says with a large smile on his face, "how is your first day as an intern going?"

"Great," Meredith responds with false happiness.

Derek stands up. "Chief," he greets as he nods his head.

"Ah, Dr. Shepherd," the Chief states as he proudly wraps his arms around Meredith's shoulders. "I see you have met my daughter."

Derek's eyes widen as he glances between the pair. "I didn't know you had a daughter, sir…" Derek trails off.

"Well," the Chief responds, " I married her mother when she was 5 and adopted her when she was 7. We didn't change her last name because her mother wanted her to carry it on., but she is my little girl."

"Her mother? Wait. I thought you were married to Ellis Grey. I didn't know Ellis Grey had a daughter," he states with confusion in his voice. And then it all clicks into place. Meredith's fears. Meredith's anxiety over the change in her last name. And then something even bigger falls into place.

"Yes, fortunately for me. She will probably be working closely with you as she is planning to specialize in neurosurgery, so I expect you to take good care of her and teach her everything you know," the Chief says in a fatherly tone.

If only he knew just how good Derek had already taken care of Meredith.

Derek just nods before the Chief smiles at them both and exits the stairwell. This time it is Derek who collapses onto the bottom of the stairs and drops his head in his hands.

He is married to the Chief of Surgery's little girl. His boss is his father-in-law, Ellis Grey is his mother-in-law, his wife is his intern--and no one has any idea .