DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN GREY'S ANATOMY, I wish I did.
Meredith sat up and gasped. She looks over at the clock, it's 2am, she has to get up at 4:30am. What a horrible dream, she thinks. She is very shaken up.
Derek: (Sleepily.) Are you OK?
Meredith: Yeah, I think so. I'll be right back. (She throws a tee shirt on.)
Derek: Where are you going?
Meredith: I'll be right back.
Meredith rushed downstairs almost falling over the clothes. She almost half expected to see John sitting in the chair. She was relieved when the house was empty. She went ahead and checked the garage and the driveway. His car wasn't there. Part of her wanted send Derek home. It was just too close of a call. What if it had happened? What if they had been caught. John would literally kill Derek.
Meredith: Shit. This is stupid. What the hell am I doing? I'm playing with fire, that's what I'm doing.
She grabbed a garbage bag and began throwing all of the food she'd cooked into it. She was hurriedly scraping pasta sauce when she thought she heard a noise. She jumped and checked it out. It was nothing. Meredith throws the dishes in the dishwasher and turns it on. The kitchen was now clean and it didn't smell like smoke anymore. She ran outside and threw the trash in the can. On her way back to her room she gathered up all the clothing and ran up the stairs. She locked the door, and threw the clothes in a pile on the floor. Finally she jumped into bed.
Derek: Oh good, you're back. I was getting cold. (He smiles.)
Derek wraps his arms around her and spoons his body up against hers. She lays there for awhile. She is feeling guilty about what she is doing. She can't help it. She has been sucked in by Derek. She couldn't pull herself out, and she didn't really want to. Meredith listens to Derek's steady breathing and eventually falls asleep.
Meredith wakes up at 4:15 and just lays there in Derek's arms looking at the clock slowly changing minute by minute. She never wants to leave the comfort that she is feeling in his arms. She turns the alarm off before it sounds. She leans over and kisses Derek.
Meredith: Good morning. It's time to get up.
Derek: Already? The alarm didn't go off.
Meredith: I was already up.
Derek: Let's just lay here all day.
Meredith: OK. But I think we will both be out of jobs.
Derek: That's alright. I've saved my money. I just need you.
Meredith: You are pathetic, get up. (She gives him a look. He kisses her. As he does they both hear a door shut. Meredith gets a look of shock on her face/) Oh my God.
Derek: Who's here?
Meredith: I think it's John! Get up! Go in the bathroom. (He takes off towards the bathroom. She quickly throws on pajamas.) Take these. (She throws him his clothes.) I'l be right back.
Derek: I need to take a shower.
Meredith: Seriously? Oh, OK, go ahead and take one. I'm sure I will have no problem explaining to my husband why my shower is on, and I'm not in it.
Meredith quickly walks down the stairs. She is completely frantic. What am I going to do? John doesn't deserve to find out this way.
Meredith: Hey, you're home early! (She walks towards him.)
John: (Walks up and kisses her.) Didn't you get my message?
Meredith: My phone hasn't been working right. I don't know what's wrong with it. (This was a lie.)
John: (Points outside.) Isn't that Derek's car?
Meredith: (Not missing a beat.) Oh yeah. He came over to drop off some surgery tapes I loaned him. It wouldn't start. I think he's getting it towed to the shop today. I will have to call him later. Maybe I'll run in to him in the hospital. I am getting way too good at lying!
John: Oh. Well I wonder what's wrong with it?
Meredith: I don't know, I'm not a mechanic. Well, welcome home. I have to get ready for work. You probably want to get to bed after your flight.
John: No, I slept on the plane. I'm feeling pretty good.
Meredith: Oh, good. (She runs up the stairs trying to figure out what she is going to do. She shuts and locks her door and enters the bathroom.) He's here. (They whisper.)
Derek: Oh shit. This I didn't see coming. (She gets a look.) What, did you?
Meredith: I had a feeling. That's why I got up last night and cleaned the house.
Derek: You did? So that's where you went. How the hell am I going to get out of here?
Meredith: I have a plan.
Derek: You have a plan?
Meredith: I have a plan! (Meredith walks over and and grabs a letter opener.)
Derek: (Gets wide eyes.) You're going to kill me?!
Meredith: Of course not. (She fills him in on her plan. Then walks over to her sliding door that leads to the balcony. She jams the letter opener into the latch.)
Derek: What the hell are you doing?
Meredith: What does it look like I'm doing? I'm breaking my door. (Meredith successfully breaks the lock.) I have to take a shower.
Derek: So do I! (She grabs him.)
Meredith: Come on, but no touching. You have to be quiet. (She jumps in the shower and Derek follows. His body reacts as he watches the water trickling down her skin. He pushes her against the wall.) I'm serious!
Derek: I was too yesterday. You know, when the chief was in my office. (He covers her mouth with his. Meredith grabs the shampoo, ignores him and lathers up her hair.) Oh, come on, please!
Meredith: Derek, my husband is downstairs. (He begins to run his hands down her body. She can't stop him. Meredith is quietly moaning. She knows she had to control herself. Derek begins tickling her with his tongue. She begins laughing hysterically.) Stop!
Derek: What?
Meredith: Seriously! OK, then. (She opens the door and walks out.)
Derek: That's not right!
Meredith: You better hurry up! (They both finish their shower and quickly get dressed. Now they have to execute 'The Plan'. They both begin walking down the hall, placing their feet on the floor at the exact same time. She leads him into the guest room and leaves him in there standing around the corner. She leaves the room and continues towards the stairs.)
Meredith: John, honey. Can you come here for a second? (Derek cringed at her having a conversation with John. He wanted to tackle John and throw him down the stairs.)
John: You sounded like you were having a good time in the shower. What do you need?
Meredith: I was laughing at the radio, you had to be there to appreciate it. I need you to look at my door. (He walks upstairs. She takes him in her room and shows him the door.)
John: What the hell happened here?
Meredith: I don't know, I went to open it and it broke.
John: It looks like someone broke it with something.
Meredith: Maybe someone tried to break in?
John: From the inside? Maybe it was like that when we moved in. (Just as planned, Meredith's alarm begins to blare. Meredith slowly makes her way over to turn it off. Derek is running like hell to the garage to get into the back of Meredith's Jeep.)
Meredith: Damn thing. It never works right. (Just then they hear a loud bang.)
John: What the hell was that?
Meredith: It sounds like something fell. Oh shoot! I have to go. I will check to see if anything fell on my way out. (He leans over and kisses her. She feels sick.) See you later.
John: See you later.
Meredith hurries to the garage. She sees something has fallen off of the shelf. She climbs into her Jeep.
Meredith: Stay back there.
Derek: OK.
Meredith: You can come up here after we pass the Guard's building. (She nervously pulls out, and drives down the road and out of the housing development.) OK, I think we're safe!
Derek: Holy shit! That was close. (He climbs up to the front seat holding her white sweater over his face.)
Meredith: (Looks over.) Oh my God! Are you OK. (She sees some blood and pulls off the road.)
Derek: I fell, coming into the garage. (He pulls the sweater off of his face.) I think I broke my nose.
Meredith: I think you did. I'm sorry. Are you OK? Does it hurt?
Derek: I'm fine. Hopefully Mark is in. You scare me.
Meredith: Why?
Derek: Your plan. People don't just think that stuff up.
Meredith: (Laughs.) I do. Don't knock it. It worked.
Derek: I'm not.
Meredith: I have to tell him.
Derek: What?
Meredith: I have to tell him I want the divorce. I can't do this. I am an adulterous whore.
Derek: No you're not!
Meredith: Yes, I am.
Derek: Well, you're my adulterous whore then! I am your mistress. Dirty mistress. I like the sound of it.
Meredith: I can't deal with you. (They arrive at the hospital.)
Derek: Do you want to go in separately?
Meredith: No, I'm not leaving you. This is my fault. We'll take the stairs. We have proven to be very good sneakers!
They walk in and head right to the stairs. The hospital is pretty empty. As they are going up the stairs, they hear a door from a lower floor open.
Meredith: Shit! Hurry up. (They start running up the stairs. Meredith looks back to see if anyone is coming and misses a stair completely. She tumbles down the stairs.) Son-of-a-bitch! Save yourself!
Derek: I'm not leaving you. (They both laugh. Izzie and George jog up the stairs.)
Izzie: Are we sneaking? (She laughs. Then her face gets concerned as she sees that Derek is bloody and Meredith is hurt.) Are you OK.
Meredith: (Starts to get up.) I think so. Ow ow. It hurts.
Izzie: Maybe you broke your ankle. (George and Izzie help her walk up the stairs. They are almost to their floor.)
Meredith: (Looks at Derek.) You know what this is?
Derek: Karma.
Meredith: Yep. (George and Izzie just look at each other. They have no idea what's going on.)
George and Izzie take her to a room and go find Callie. Cristina walks by and sees her and walks in. Derek looks for Mark and finds him in his office with Addison.
Derek: (Walks in with his sweater, and shuts the door.) I need your help. (He uncovers his face.)
Mark: Oh shit! What'd you do? (Takes a look at his nose.) It's definitely broken.
Derek: It's a long story. Will you fix it?
Mark: Sure, if I get to hear that story.
Derek: Fine. (They are his best friends. He tells them the story. Addison and Mark are doubled over. Mark snaps his nose back into place and tapes it. Addison grabs the sweater.)
Addison: Oh my God! This is a Balenciaga alpaca sweater!
Mark & Derek: So?
Addison: This thing is like $700! She is going to kill you!
Derek: Crap! Can you get the blood out?
Addison: Uh, I don't think so.
Mark: I think that is the least of his problems. If Meredith's husband finds out about everything, he's gonna be a dead man!
Derek: Thanks!
Addison: I have to go. See you later. (She kisses Mark and leaves.)
Mark: So was it good?
Derek: You cannot even imagine. Let's just say if he does kill me, I'll die a happy man!
Mark: Nice.
Meredith, Cristina, and Izzie are in the room waiting for Callie to come back with the x-ray.
Cristina: So tell me. Why were you sneaking into the hospital with Derek?
Meredith: This is bad. Really bad. I am going to go straight to hell.
Izzie: It can't be that bad.
Meredith: I slept with Derek. (They are both shocked.)
Izzie: Ok, so you slept with Derek. That's forgivable. It was a one time lapse in judgment. John never has to know.
Cristina: She didn't sleep with him once. (She looks at Meredith.) Did you?
Meredith: (Dropped her head.) No. I have to tell him, John I mean.
Cristina: You can't tell him you have been screwing McDreamy!
Meredith: Not that. I want the divorce. I pick Derek. He's the one. I love him.
Izzie: Oh crap! This can't go well!
Meredith: Friday. I am telling him Friday, at Joe's. We won't have enough liquor in the house. Oh, God! I won't be able to go home. This is bad. I can't deal with this. (Callie walks in.)
Callie: It's just a sprain. You were lucky. Here are some nifty crutches I know you love them!
Meredith: Thanks! I need to get to the locker room. Bailey is probably wondering where her interns are.
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I will finish this day tomorrow. I loved writing this chapter. I thought it up at work. I was busting out laughing just thinking of Derek flying face first on the concrete while running from certain danger. Thanks for reading!