Chapter 27

"Ugh! I don't know how all of this crap is going to fit in here, Derek!"

I balanced the phone between my shoulder and my head, jamming my weight again the top of the suitcase that refused to close.

"Well, you either need a smaller amount of things in this suitcase, or you're going to need to get a larger suitcase, Mer." He said smartly.

"Well, thank you, Dr. Shepherd! I hadn't even thought of that!" I snapped.

"Whoa. Touchy, are we?"

I grumbled to myself and sat on the top of the suitcase in my final attempt to shut it.

"Do you need your big strong boyfriend to come help you pack, baby?" His voice was mocking, but his offer was tempting. I shook my head, even though I knew he couldn't see.

"No. I told you! We can't be late! If you come over with your...hair...and your...big strong manliness, then we will end up having sex. And then that will lead to more sex...which will lead to us being late in the morning!"

"Mer, do you really think you don't have enough self control to stop?" He chucked.

"It's not me I'm worried about..." I stopped trying to smush my suitcase together, and groaned as it fell off of my bed to dump on the floor. "Damnit!" I yelped.

"Okay, that's it. I'm coming over." He said finally.

"No Derek! Your going to be all….dreamy and shit…"

"How about this, I will try my best to be the least 'dreamy and shit' as I can. And I'm not bringing any condoms...so we can't have sex then. Happy?"

"Fine. Hurry. I love you. Drive fast..love you!" I yelled into the phone, tossing it back on the bed.

I scooped my crap out of the worthless suitcase and piled it back on the bed, and then limped into the bathroom to gather my things, when my phone rang once more. Damnit. My ankle was swollen again.

"Hello?" I hadn't read the caller ID.

"Chief? It's Callie."

"Oh, hi Torres. What can I do for you?" I asked politely.

"How is your ankle?... Is it still swollen?" Her tone was knowing. I frowned.

"No…" I lied.

"Meredith." She said sternly, catching me off guard.

"Okay, Fine. Maybe a little…" I reached down to massage it but quickly recoiled in pain. "Yes. It's swollen." I admitted finally.

"Then you're gonna need to be in the wheelchair for a good bit of the time at the conference. There's going to be a lot of back and forth, and if your gonna keep overusing it, it will get inflamed. And frankly, that will hurt like hell."

"Torres…" I warned angrily.

"Meredith, I'm telling you this as your doctor. Not your employee. You need to trust me. The wheelchair will mostly be for the airport and going back and forth between the conference and the hotel."

"And I don't have to use it during the conference?"

"No."

I frowned again. "Fine."

"Thank you. You'll be glad you have it. Your ankle will be pretty much healed by the time you get back. And I know you. Stop walking on it!" She said into the phone. I smiled. It didn't take long after I arrived for a few of my doctors to know me pretty well.

"Thank you Torres. I'll see you tomorrow."

"Off that ankle!"

"Goodbye Torres." I smiled.

"Hey." A familiar voice muttered behind me.

I jumped, and nearly fell over myself. "Shit Derek, you scared the crap out of me!" I traipsed up to him and wrapped my arms around his neck to lean in for a kiss.

"I don't think so.." he pushed me away gently. "I'm not going to have you blaming me for being late tomorrow."

"But Derek…" I whined, pulling him close to me.

"Uh Uh. Let's get your stuff." He glanced over my shoulder. "Holy shit Mer! We're gone for like three days…Are you sure you need all of this?"

"Yeah, and we're also gone for three nights…" I trailed off, gesturing to a pile of lingerie.

"Oh, well in that case, I think we can make an exception.." He smirked knowingly.

"Why do you think we booked a hotel room on an entirely different floor? You make me loud, Der."

He smiled. "Mer, you've gotta stop talking like that or else we're going to have a...problem." He gestured to eh...Little Derek, which was slowly making himself known.

"Oh...well we wouldn't want that…" I smiled and started to re-fold the clothes on my bed. He came up behind me and wrapped his hands tightly around me in a comforting embrace. I thanked god that it wasn't in a sexual way, because I don't think I could have stopped myself then.

"I'm happy we get to do this." He said quietly in my ear. "And I'm happy we didn't have to deal with a truckload of gossip when they found out.."

"Oh, Me too." I said agreeably. "My talk with Addison went well..." I said quietly, changing the subject.

Derek frowned, not looking up from the pile of clothes he was folding. He didn't say a word, but I could tell he was already apprehensive.

"She was worried that I hate her. I told her I don't at all. I...asked her if she still loves you…" I trailed off, having caught his attention. He raised his eyebrows expectantly.

"She said no." I replied quickly. He nodded. "And she said…" I leaned against him. "That you are head over heels in love with me…" I stared up at his face holding his arms against me.

"Well then, she is a smart woman…"

"Derek Shepherd, you cheesy man." I smacked his arm away playfully. "It's hard to hate her, Derek. She's nice…" I pointed out.

"I'm glad you two are getting along, Mer. Things will be good between you two this weekend then." He said, nodding.

"Looks like I'm pretty much packed…" I waved towards the full suitcase on the bed. "It better zip, dammit!" I shouted. Derek smiled victoriously after finally zipping the suitcase. "Ha!" I shouted.

I sauntered over to him again. "I have such a big strong boyfriend…" I said mischievously, wrapping my arms around him and smiling. I stepped back to unzip my dress. "It's a shame that we can't put that talent to use..." showed my wicked smile again.

"Oh no. Not going to happen." He said skeptically, shaking his head at me. "Not tonight."

"What Der?" I whined. "I can't take a shower with my clothes on…" I let the dress fall to the floor and stepped out of it.

"Well then, I'm...uhhhh…." He trailed off. I smirked knowing my plan was working. He looked me down. "...gonna wait here. With my clothes on. In this room and not in the shower with you." He rambled. "No. Sex." He said sternly. Frankly that only made wanting him more exciting.

"Okay…" I tossed my panties behind me, knowing they would land beside him on the bed. "Whatever you want to do Derek…" I knew that was his last straw, but I pushed the bathroom door shut anyway.

I started the counting as soon as the steaming water hit the floor. 5, 4...I kicked off one shoe.

3...2 and then the other. 1...0… aaaaand- The door busted open.

"Did you need-" My smart remarks were cut off when he scooped me up and pressed me up against the thick glass wall of the shower.

"You." He only removed his lips from my neck for a second to reply.

"But...I told you Der...we...Oh! We don't have time…" I felt his cock rise and press against me. I stepped back.

"To hell we don't." He growled, and pulled me back again, under the stream of hot water.

"I...knew you'd come…" I said breathlessly, grinning against his lips.

"You sneaky little...Oh god Mer.." He moaned when I wrapped my legs around his muscular hips. For the first time he thrust himself into me, pinning me against the steamy wall again.

"Oh my...For the love of...Oh God...Der...I can't.." I moaned, desperately pulling myself tighter against him.

"Mer...you are so tight….I swear...you are…"

"Tighter than I was when we had sex this morning? I don't think so…" I giggled. "I don't...know Mer…" he groaned between thrusts, leaning down to kiss my neck. "Derek...I'm going to…Oh my...I needed this."

"Not as much as I did...God Mer, you are so sexy…" I couldn't take his voice was so deep and husky.

"You are huge...Derek I think you have gotten bigger than you were this morning…" I marveled at the feeling. "OH...God" I shouted finally enjoying the feeling of release, and Derek was not far behind.

"Mer...OH...Meredith I love you…" A shit eating grin covered his face.

"So um…" I said after a few minutes, still intertwined with Derek and in his arms.

"We still need to shower…" He said obviously.

"And you said no sex…" I muttered under my breath. "You always cave."

"What was that?" He asked curtly. I only smirked.

"Don't make me pin you up against this wall and make you tell me…" He growled through a smile.

Using sex as a weapon...not. Going. To work. Not exactly afraid here...

"Oh stop being sexy, you ass!" I shouted. He didn't move. "Get out!" He smirked one more time before I shoved him towards the door.

Only 1 more chapter until the big conference! Still need one more thing to happen (in the next chap) before it all can all happen. :)