Hey guys. So I know I've just kinda been posting at random times lately, but I just wanted to let you know, when summer comes around, (and yes, I want this story to be THAT long), the chapters will be posted regularly. So thanks for reading, and please let me know what you all are thinking! No one but like two people are saying anything (and by the way, thank you PATSY and MERDER2015!) So thanks anyway for just reading even if you don't review, because I'm going through some tough stuff, and hearing from you guys is AWESOME! ;)

Also, about the chapter...I have two words…Oh No.

Chapter 10

"Oh...hello, Mr. Anderson."

"Yes, yes, fancy to see you and Doctor Shepherd here... together…"

"No, not really, I mean, we do work together...all the time…" Derek answered honestly as I smiled.

I noticed myself unconsciously standing close to Derek, looking way too comfortable to just be co-workers, so I took a small step away.

I looked around me, and discreetly narrowed my eyes, trying to remain calm and smiling. "You do remember our little agreement, Mr. Anderson?" "Yes. Yes Ma'am."

"You aren't going to say more than you should?" "No Ma'am."

Derek looked to me, smirking and I had to elbow him to keep him serious. "Okay. Shoo." Ryan walked away quickly, looking like he might pee himself. "I told you you were scary as hell."

"Shh! And you too! You need to...I don't know...like talk to someone. Other than me I mean." "I don't want to!"

"Stop it! You sound like a whining toddler. Now go."

"Yes ma'am…" Derek said, purposefully whining.

I shook my head and slipped into the crowd, waving at some doctors from another hospital as they passed by.

"Dr. Grey!" A deep voice from behind me said as I spun around.

Dr. Bill Meyers walked up smiling and shook my hand confidently. Oh no. I could remember clearly from the last time he came to the hospital. He's quite the flirt. Derek would hate- Ismirked to myself, remembering clearly as well just what happens to Derek when he's jealous.

"Dr. Meyers!" I replied with a smile. "How are you doing?"

"Great, but I should ask how you are. Being Chief of surgery and all. Congratulations!"

"Thank you. It's terrific. Things have been running pretty smoothly here."

"That's great! Have all the guys been falling all over you yet?

"Pretty much." I smirked.

"I understand why. You are stunning, Dr. Grey!" He smiled genuinely, but I could literally feel Derek's eyes burning into the back of my head.

All of a sudden, he appeared behind me, causing me to smirk and spun around.

"Good evening Chief, Dr. Meyers."

"Oh, hello Doctor Shepherd, I didn't know you'd be here tonight." I smiled innocently.

"Dr...Grey, we have to go." he stated raising his eyebrows.

"Excuse me?"

"We're being paged to the ER. Trauma 7."

"Oh okay." I said skeptically. "I'm sorry Dr. Meyers, we'll have to catch up later." I smirked knowingly at Derek.

"That's quite alright. I should come here and have lunch at your state-of-the-art cafeteria."

"That would be lovely.I'm sorry, I really have to go. I'll see you soon!"

I snickered, walking away behind Derek and disappearing back through the double-doors.

"Okay, as much as I love a good booty call from you, or rather, booty page, I really need to get back out there and figure out everything with the donors. Oh, and you say you don't get jealous!"

"I...might have said that...but I'm not jealous...We really are being paged. You can check for yourself."

I pulled my pager from my hip, and read, sure enough, a page to trauma 7, but by anonymous….

"What? Who paged us."

"I know as much as you do."

We walked quickly to a scrub station, scrubbed in, and grabbed two trauma gowns.

"Here, I'll tie."

I turned so my back was to Derek as he pushed my hair to one side in front of my shoulders and tied the yellow strings to themselves. We switched, and then continued, running towards the trauma room, slipping on a pair of blue gloves, ready for a trauma.

I pushed open the door, seeing the last person I expected on the other side.

My mother.

She strode around us, her arms crossed at her chest, yanking the blinds shut, and blocking the door just as it slammed shut.

"What the hell is this?" I shouted, crossing my arms at my chest as well. "Where's the trauma?"

"Uh, take a look in a mirror." She answered, smirking.

"What exactly is that supposed to mean, may I ask?"

She left my question unanswered, looking straight at Derek.

"How long have you been sleeping with my daughter?"

"Excuse me?" We both said at the same time, not helping our case.

"Answer the question, Dr. Shepherd."

"I'm not...we're not…" he answered, looking like he might vomit.

"Mother...I don't know whatyou're thinking, saying something like that!"

"Oh, I'm not an idiot, Maredith. I see how you two are."

"What does that mean?"

"Well, Let's see...every time I've come by your office you're conveniently both in a meeting, you are always calling her Maredith," She gestured to Derek. "And you've been all over each other all night. And, really Maredith!? Zip up your damn dress."

My face paled, and I reached behind me to feel, to my horror that a good bit of my dress was not zipped.

"That...that's not…"

Derek reached behind me in an attempt to zip the dress, but I slapped his hand away.

"Derek!"

"See…." She crossed her arms again and her eyebrows shot up. "Just like that."

My brow furrowed and I shot Derek a glare.

"What?"

I said nothing, and turned back to face my mother.

"Just stay the hell out of my business. Now move aside. I have to go."

"So you are sleeping with her."

"Uhhm...Dr. Grey?" Derek looked at me questioningly.

"Oh don't go all Dr. Greyat this point...I've had an affair before. In this hospital to be exact. So, I know what it looks like. And this is exactlywhat it looks like."

I squeezed my eyes shut and let out a sharp breath, clenching my fists together.

"I think it would be best if you leave."

"Meredith...you need to end this now." She snapped, completely ignoring the fact that Derek was standing right there.

"Leave."

"Meredith Grey! I am your mother, and you damn well need to listen to me!" She grabbed my wrist, but I yanked it away with force.

"GET THE HELL OUT!" I stormed past her and opened the door, waving her out. I took a deep breath. "I will see to it that your are transferred back to Sinai as soon as possible." She didn't respond, but instead reacted as usual by storming out of the room muttering curses under her breath.

I closed the door quietly, taking a seat on the trauma bed feeling like I might cry.

"Oh my god. My mother knows...Ellis Grey knows! About...us...oh...oh, this is bad."

All of a sudden I couldn't seem to catch my breath, heaving air in and out with a terrified expression permanently stamped on my face.

"Meredith...Mer...relax, breathe. You're okay. It's okay." He pulled me close to his chest, and placed his warm hand on my face as he sat down next to me.

"No! This is not 'okay', Derek, this is far from okay. Who the hell knows whatshe could do with that kind of information! She could tell...other doctors...the whole hospital...the press…"

"Mer, none of this is happening tonight.I can go back to the dinner, and tell anyone who asks that a trauma came up, or a family situation, whatever you want, while you go home and get some sleep. We'll know how to face this tomorrow."

"But what if it does happen..Tonight?! She could make a statement to any given news channel, and then I'm everywhere! We're everywhere!"

"Look, Don't freak out on me, but honestly, what's the worst case scenario if that does happen?"

"Well, hmm…" She began, sarcasm apparent in her voice. "If this doesn't come from me, then I could be fired by the hospital board, I could be stripped of my medical license, I be sued by literally any of the patients we've operated on…"

"On what grounds?" He asked.

"Malpractice! Favoritism! Sexual harassment!"

"Not sexual harassment! The only one who could sue you for that would be me, and that's not something I'm going to do, obviously!"

"Well, Fine, but the first two are entirely possible, Derek! Any of your patients could claim negligence since I control your operation schedule. And I have a medical degree, not a law degree, so I'm sure there's plenty of other probable cause I'm not even thinking of…and they would claim this all because it wouldn't be coming from you and I. It would be coming from my fucking mother."

"Mer...I doubt your mom would tell anyone about us…"

"Oh really? Have you met the damn woman? A chance to ruin the life and career of the daughter she never wanted? To get back at the child that ruined her life? Oh, she'd love that."

I could see obvious sympathy in Derek's eyes, which had gone from shocked and afraid to warm and concerned. But concern was not what I need right now. I need to figure this out.

"I'm sorry I drug you into this…"

"What!? Are you really saying that to the man who chased you around for months, knowing you were my boss? I don't think so. We made this decision together. If anything I should be apologizing for forcing you into this…"

"Do not go there." I warned. "Don't be stupid. We're both in this. Good outcome or bad."

"Why are you doing this?"

"What?"

"Risking your career for this?'

"Oh, now you're the one being stupid, Meredith. It's because I care about you. Whether you know how to care about me or not."

My head tipped to the side, and I suddenly felt and overwhelming sense of calm."You can call me Mer now. If you want." I smiled, yet I felt as if I was going to cry.

"Okay. "

"I'm going to learn how to care, and you're going to teach me."

"Okay."

"Alright. Too much warm and fuzzy all at once. We need to figure this the hell out."

All of a sudden, my mother burst back into the room, looking angrier than I'd seen her in a long time.

Oh no...again. :)