A/N: Thanks again to all of those who have read and reviewed my story. This chapter has not been beta'd so excuse all the mistakes.

NBC owns Smash and its characters, the rest is all mine.

Kpov

I'm putting the last of my things into my overnight bag when I hear a quiet knock at my door. It's so quiet that at first I thought I was imagining things, but by the third knock it was obvious someone was there. I open the door and for the second time in one day find myself facing Derek.

"Hey Derek what's up?"

"Nothing just wanted to see what you were up to, can I come in?"

"Umm sure, go ahead, excuse the mess"

I close the door and when I turn to ask him what's wrong, I see him glaring at my bed. Well actually he's glaring at the open duffle that's on my bed.

"Going somewhere?"

"Yeah I thought since we have a two day break I would umm go see Dev"

"Oh"

"Is something wrong, do you need me to stay for rehearsals after all?"

"No no everything is fine. I had a question about today's blocking; you know how we made a few changes? Well I figured you would have written them down, but never mind; I'll just ask Linda. Sorry to have kept you."

"No it's okay Derek the bus leaves in thirty minutes so you're not making me late. Are you sure you don't want my notes? I can get them for you."

"No like I said I'll ask Linda. Aren't you leaving kind of late? It takes about three to four hours to get to New York from here. "

"The bus leaves at 9:30pm so I will probably make it by 1:30am the latest. Besides I'm really anxious to see Dev."

"Very well then, I won't keep you. Have a safe trip."

I zip and grab my duffle, turn around to say bye, and find myself standing chest to chest with him. He must have moved when I wasn't looking. He's a bit taller than me so my eyes are level with his nose. I'm scared to look up and he must sense this because he puts his finger on my chin and raises my eyes to meet his.

"I mean it, be careful. If there's any trouble call me."

He looks so serious but his words are quite the opposite; they're tender and sincere.

"Why? are you going to rescue me? Are you a superhero in disguise or something?"

I try to make it a joke, make him laugh so I can stop the moment from happening. Because I know what is coming but I can't let it happen and I'm too weak to stop it myself; so I rather avoid it.

"For you darling, always"

The always is finished against my lips. The kiss is light, so light that one might say it didn't happen, except he lingers; it definitely happened. My eyes close and my arms wrap themselves around his neck of their own volition. His lips press harder against mine, he's being the aggressor and I don't mind. I go to run my fingers through his hair and find myself stopped by the duffle in my hand. The Duffle! Shit Dev! I jump back like I've been burned, which I have but in the best way possible. Oh crap! I have to go! I turn away from his confused eyes, grab my purse, and haul ass out of the hotel room. Not only did I let him kiss me but I left him standing in my hotel room without a goodbye or an apology. I know he kissed me, but I let him and after the whole elevator situation, I didn't want to lead him on, and yet I did just that by not stopping that stupid magnificent kiss.

3 hours later

Thank god I made my bus! I had to sprint to get to it before it left the station, but nevertheless I made it. I'm almost at the station in New York and I still haven't come up with a speech to give Dev. I've spent the whole ride reliving the kiss, it was so wrong but it definitely felt so right. I mean here I was leaving to see my boyfriend and I let the director kiss me, not only did I let him, I encouraged him. I want to tell Dev it happened but it will only cause more problems, oh god more lies. I still haven't told him about the casting couch bit, but I don't want to give him more reasons for wanting me to quit. Forget the speech I'll just tell Dev how much I love him and that I really want to make things work, but for that to happen we need communicate and he needs to be more supportive of my career.

"5 minute warning!"

Oh wow we made good time. I turn away from the window and begin to gather my things, not much really just the magazine I was attempting to read on the ride over. I'm one of the firsts of the bus since I sat in the front because I was late, which ended up being to my advantage. No having to wait for everyone to shuffle themselves off the bus. For being such a late hour there is surprisingly a large amount of people. The bus is mostly full, except for the four seats empty upfront. I catch a cab home since it's so late. I hope Dev is awake, it's almost 1am. I pay the driver and carry my bag upstairs. I put my key in the lock and turn it as quietly possible, no need to wake him up this late, we can always talk tomorrow. I open the door, walk into my living room and almost fall over. Freaking Dev must have left his shoe on the floor. I bend down to get it, because knowing me I'll trip over the same shoe tomorrow, and notice that it is definitely not Dev's. It's a heel, a black pump to be exact, and definitely not mine. What the hell is going on? As I look around the apartment I notice the wine glasses on my coffee table? Is that the candle I light up when I'm in the bath? I pick it up and yup that's the one. I turn towards the hallway and notice what I didn't initially; there's a trail of clothing leading to our bedroom. I'm frozen in place, my mind telling to walk to our room and see what's there, my heart saying to leave; out of sight out of mind right? My mind wins. I tip toe towards our bedroom and turn the knob slowly. My heart is beating so fast that I feel as though Dev should be able to hear it. I take a deep breath and open the door. The sight in front of me hits me like a wave, so hard that I literally fall forward, only catching myself at the last second. There on my bed is Dev, lying on his back; asleep, his arm around a brown haired girl sleeping on his chest. The throw that Dev and I usually cuddle on the bed with while watching TV is carelessly thrown over their naked bodies, like they were too exhausted to reach for the duvet at the end of the bed. I don't know how long I watch them sleep for, but I guess enough for Dev to feel my glare directed at him. He opens his eyes slowly, looks down at the girl, and smiles; my smile. The nurturing, I love you, and I want you again smile. I watch him glance around the room and know exactly when he spots me; the reaction is instant. He jumps up, dislodging the girl, and reaches for his pants. The girl mumbles something, but she must of seen me too, because she's up and getting dressed. I know this because I can hear the rustling of clothing; my eyes have not left Dev.

"Karen it's not what you think!"

The sound of his voice snaps me out of my shock.

"What do you mean it's not what I think!"

"It meant nothing!"

"Really Dev, you obviously set the scene out there. My candle, our wine glasses, the clothes leading to our bedroom tells the story!"

I look toward the girl and recognition hits me. It's R.J his secretary! What a fucken cliché!

"You accuse me of flirting with my boss and here you are fucking your secretary!" He looks startled; apparently he didn't think I paid attention to his life or coworkers.

"Karen, I love you, I swear. This was a mistake!" I look at the girl again and she's cowering in the corner. What a bitch if you are going to fuck someone that is taken, at least own up to it.

"Get the fuck out of my house!" She looks to Dev and I fucken loose it. I launch myself at her but before my fist can make contact, I feel Dev's arm come around me and effectively hold me back.

"Get off me Dev!" In my struggle to get away from the Dev, the bitch has managed to leave the apartment. I turn to Dev and notice that he's just standing there, next to the bed.

"What the fuck are you waiting for? The get the fuck out of my house was directed at you too Dev!"

"What?"

"You heard me, leave! It's over; obviously I can't be with a lying, cheating, bastard!"

His demeanor changes, the transformation from pleading boyfriend to dick is amazing. He's now wearing a smirk and I have to admit it scares me a little.

"Oh Karen are you forgetting something?"

"No what else is there? You cheated! you get the fuck out!"

"I don't think so!"

"What do you mean? Get out Dev I don't want you here!"

"The lease is under my name Karen so if anyone is leaving, it would be you!"

I'm left speechless. How could I have ever loved this man? Had he always been this selfish? I walk to the hall closet and grab my suitcase. I begin to throw my clothes in and the toiletries that are on top my vanity. The whole time Dev is just staring at me, no emotion, no anything. I want to cry, I have not only caught my boyfriend cheating, but I am now officially homeless!

"You don't have to leave you know? If you could forget about my little mistake, we could back to the way things were."

Is he fucking kidding me? I don't answer, his suggestion is so ridiculous. Like sure I'm going to whore myself out to him so I can stay in the apartment! I take one last look around, making sure none of the things I will need this week are left behind; anything I don't get now, I'll just pick it up when he's not here. Satisfied with my quick packing, I zip my suitcase and take it out to the living room. There I grab my duffle and walk out the door without giving Dev a second glance; the asshole doesn't deserve it.

A/N: So there is chapter 4. It didn't turn out the way I wanted it too, but the voices in my head had other ideas. Please review!