Meredith was in shock as she laid there. They were both on their sides, staring into one another's eyes. Both feeling perfectly content. But one was feeling guilt. A guilt that didn't go away no matter which way she turned.
"Derek... You can't be here." She said as she looked at him.
"I am." He said softly as he looked into her eyes.
"You should go..." She whispered as she rubbed her face.
"I had to make sure you were okay." He said as he stroked her cheek.
"Well, I am. So now you should go." She said with a nod as she closed her eyes.
"I don't want to." He whispered as he looked at her. She opened her eyes back up. "How is your back?"
"I'm okay, Derek. You don't need to worry about me." She said firmly.
"I can't help it." He said softly. He watched her wince as she shifted. "Let me rub your back." He said as he helped her roll over. He began kneading the tension away.
"Oh God..." She muttered as he rubbed. She closed her eyes as she relaxed. She pulled away after a while and snuggled against his chest.
"I love you." She said softly. "And I love him Derek. I do love him." Derek sighed as he rubbed her back.
"I know you do..." He said as he kissed her head. It broke his heart. But at least she was honest. They laid there in each other's arms and stared out the window, comfortable in their perfect silence.
"I needed you. Today, in the basement... I--" She told him.
"It's been hell without you. Not seeing your face... Not smelling you. Hearing your voice..." He told her.
"I know." She agreed as she rolled over and faced him.
Her eyes fell to his lips. She wanted nothing more than to feel those lips on hers. She closed her eyes and leaned forward, feeling his warm lips on hers. He gently rolled over, resting his hands on the bed beside her. She ran her fingers through his hair as she felt his tongue dance with hers.
"You shouldn't be here..." She moaned as she worked at his zipper.
"I know..." He muttered as he ran his hand up under her shirt, teasing her perky nipple between his fingers. He moaned as she ran her hands down his back and pushed his jeans and boxers down. Her hand grazed his hard erection as she felt him kick his clothing off. She quickly peeled her own pants off and kicked them somewhere off the bed. Derek ran his fingers over her soft skin as he pulled her shirt off. She worked at the buttons on his shirt, exposing his chest.
"You should go..." She said softly.
"I know." He muttered as he sucked on her neck. Derek ran his index finger along her moist slit. She felt him grasp himself as he prepared to enter her.
"Wait." She said as she leaned over and grabbed a condom. He smiled as she ripped it open and slid it on. She closed her eyes as she felt him thrust into her. He pushed and pulled with long steady strokes, his length filling her up.
"Oh..." He moaned as he felt her heated core wrap around him. This was how it was meant to be. No other way. "Your back?" He whispered gently.
"It's okay." She moaned as she felt him begin to pick up speed. "Faster..." She moaned. She felt him quicken his pace, while being as gentle as possible.
"God, Mer..." He moaned as he felt her body began to clench.
"Shit..." She moaned as he rubbed against her. "Oh..." She moaned as she arched her back and released.
"Oh fuck!" He shouted as he released. He rolled over and laid his head on her chest. Both remained in a perfect silence as they contemplated. She laid there thinking. She remembered. After a long time, Meredith finally whispered.
"I let you drive." She said simply.
"You let me drive." He looked up at her and nodded.
"I remember..."
[iMeredith sat in the chair, waiting for Derek. Just the thought of seeing him made her tingle all over. She had never felt that way about anyone. He triggered something in her. It was a passion. It was comfortable. It was exciting. It was perfection.
"So, where are we going?" She giggled as they walked out the front door. Derek smiled as he looked at her dressed in her favorite jeans and a red tank top.
"I told you it was a surprise." Derek said as he grabbed her hand. She looked over and smiled as they walked down the long sidewalk.
"Come on. One hint." She begged.
"You'll see." He said as he walked to the passenger side of her red and white Corvette.
"Hey, Der?" She said as she stopped.
"Yeah?" He asked as he looked up.
"You drive." She said as she tossed the keys to him.
"Are you kidding?" He asked in shock as he looked down at the keys in his hand.
"Nope." She said as she walked to the passenger side. This was a big deal. No one had ever driven Meredith Grey's precious car. She guarded it with her life. And now she was trusting him.
"Wow..." He muttered as he opened the door and climbed in. He drove cautiously away from the house.
"Come on, Der..." She laughed. "Drive it!"
"I don't want to--" He started.
"Step on it!" She demanded. Derek looked over at her and began shifting the gears as he flew down the street. They pulled up to a stop light and Meredith laughed as she looked at the excited grin on Derek's face. They both glanced over at the Mustang that pulled beside them.
Meredith glanced over at the college guys in the car next to them. The roared the engine and looked over with smiles on their faces. She rolled her eyes when she heard them whistle loudly.
"They are being pathetic. Ignore them." Meredith huffed. When the light turned, Derek proceeded to the next light.
"Hey, Baby, can I take it for a ride?" He yelled over to Derek and Meredith.
"No one drives my car." Meredith spat as she looked over.
"Who said I was talking about the car?" He said as he stuck out his tongue and wiggled it at her.
"When this light changes, suck them up your exhaust pipe." She ordered.
"Seriously?" Derek asked.
"Hell yes. Fuck them." She said as she flipped them off. The light turned green and Derek stomped on the gas. "Fuck you!" She yelled. The Mustang rolled up to the next red light.
"Sorry about your luck, pussies." Meredith yelled.
"Oh, I think the only pussy around here is you sweetheart. How about you get in, and I can show you a real man..." He said quickly.
"Go!" She spat. "Stomp their asses in the ground."
Derek approached the intersection. The light was green. It looked clear. He flew through. Midway, Meredith glanced over, seeing a green truck barreling towards them.
"Derek!" Was all she got out before the collision. Flip. One, two, three, four times. It went black.[/i
They held each other as both cried. He felt the sobs wrack her broken body. Neither spoke. They just felt. They just laid there, feeling all that they had lost. Wondering if they would ever be able to get it back.
"It wasn't your fault." Meredith finally said. "It was the truck." She said as she wiped the tears off his check. She closed her eyes and leaned her head against him.
"If we weren't racing..." He muttered.
"I told you to." She told him softly. "It wasn't your fault..."
"I'm so sorry." He said as his hand rubbed her back.
"Where were we going?" She asked softly.
"Hmm?" Derek asked.
"Where were you taking me that day?" She questioned again.
"It's not important." Derek lied as he laid there. It was important. But not now. Not anymore.
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Derek laid there with Meredith in his arms. Her naked flesh was pressed softly against his. He could feel her smooth leg between his, her knee just grazing his manhood. Her abdomen was pressed tight against his. Her soft breathing was soothing. It made everything in the world absolutely perfect. The gentle rise and fall of her chest pressed her breasts against him, tickling his skin. The smell of her hair was light and fresh. And then there was the loud snoring. He even loved that, it drowned out everything else in the world.
"Hmm." She said as she pulled away and looked up at him.
"Good morning." He said as he kissed her nose.
"Morning..." She said with a faint smile on her lips.
"Did you sleep good?" He asked.
"I did, better than ever." She nodded as she buried her head in his chest.
"Good." He said as he ran his hands through her hair.
"I want to stay here all day..." She muttered.
"We could do that." He agreed. "Are you hungry?"
"I'm starved." She said with a giggle.
"I'll make breakfast. What do you want?" He asked as he looked down at her.
"Omelet." She said with a smirk. "With ham and cheese and whatever you can get in there."
"Coming right up. You stay here, I'll bring it to you..." He said as he pulled away and watched her close her eyes. He slid on his boxers and walked to the kitchen. Derek pulled out all of her favorite ingredients and started chopping. He tossed everything in and flipped it over. He didn't even hear her soft footsteps as she walked into the kitchen.
"I told you to wait." He said as he kissed her softly.
"And I was hungry." She said as she looked into the pan.
"Well, luckily it's ready." He said as he placed the omelets on the plates and sat them on the table.
"Yum!" She said as she took a bite of Derek's wonderful concoction.
"Good?" He asked with a smile.
"Wonderful!" She said as she continued to eat.
"So... Great sex. Great breakfast." He said with a smirk.
"Seriously, Derek." She said as she shook her head in shame, and then laughed.
"What?" He asked with a smirk. "So when is Adrien going to be back?" He asked as he looked up at her. She looked back but didn't answer. She continued to eat her breakfast and finally spoke.
"Tomorrow." She said as she took her last bite.
"And?" He asked as he looked at her.
"And now I need to take a shower." She said as she placed her dishes in the sink and walked off. "Must wash the sex off..."
"I could join you!" He suggested. "We could was the sex off and then wash it off again."
"You could..." She muttered. "But then those dishes wouldn't get done!" She said as she shut the door.
He shook his head and took his last bite of breakfast. He decided against joining her and did the dishes instead. He was just putting the last dish away when he heard the shower go off. He wiped the kitchen table off with a smile. Maybe he could just have her on the table instead. He was just putting the cloth back when he heard a knock at the door.
"Damn-it, Mark!" He said as he walked over and flipped the lock. His blue eyes were locked with another pair of blue eyes, and they didn't match Mark's. "Adrien..." He said in complete shock.
"You know... I am embarrassed to admit that my legs are killing me from last night. I haven't been stretched like that in--" Meredith looked up in shock as she saw Derek standing there with Adrien. A big lump formed in her throat as she looked at them both. There she was in her lacy bra and thong, and Derek was in his boxers. This was bad...
