Chapter 14: The Morgue

So, surgery is on Thursday at 3 o'clock." Meredith mumbled as she scribbled in the chart.

"I think we should have him prepped around 2 o'clock," Derek said, following her out of the room "to make sure everything is absolutely as ready as it can be."

"Ah, the sweet satisfaction of competence." Meredith sighed with a smile "I can't tell you how refreshing it is to finally have someone who knows their ass from their esophagus."

"Well I'm no proctologist, but I've definitely had my fair share of ass." He smirked "Yours specifically."

"I'm pretty sure your dick's been in my esophagus as well."

He flustered a little and cleared his throat "So where are you off to next?"

"Are you bored?" she giggled.

"Well I was called out for this surgery alone, so I have nothing to do." He said, "And since I have no doubt you would castrate me if I stole another of your surgeries, I am finding myself a little restless."

"You're bored." She said, "And out of luck since my next scheduled surgery isn't until morning." She sighed and looked at her watch "I'm going to the morgue."

"The morgue." He frowned "I knew you liked stiffs but wasn't aware that cold was your cup of tea."

"I'm not going to fuck a dead guy Derek." She rolled her eyes as she headed into the stairwell, he followed.

"Then what's with the morgue."

"I need practice." She said, then mumbled into a whisper "I've never done this before."

"Sorry?" he smirked and put his finger to his ear "Didn't catch that."

She sighed heavily and stopped "I haven't done this before!" He smirked at her vulnerable confession "And I cannot fail! I need to pass this surgery with flying colors so I'm going to go hack a dead guy's brain open and practice. At least you can't kill a dead person."

"They're already dead."

"Brilliant point, thanks for letting me know, I would have had no bloody idea."

"Would you like help?" he rolled his eyes. "I on the other hand have done this before."

"Fine." She muttered "But your ego stays here."

He rolled his eyes as he followed her down the stairs to the morgue, they found an empty back room and she wheeled a body in, he helped her drag it onto the metal table, then she pulled a pair of gloves on and put on her scrub cap, Derek did a little double take and smirked.

"Hello Kitty?" he raised his brow.

"It's the only pussy I can show off without getting arrested."

"Very you." He chuckled. "Scalpel?"

"Thank you."

She smiled and took the blade and went at it, she cut open the cadaver's head, and then used the drill to remove its skull cap. She concentrated intensely as she separated the nerves and veins between the two lobes of the brain. She stalled as she looked at all the different nerves and deciding on which to go for first. She sighed with frustration and felt him suddenly behind her; he wrapped his arms around her waist and placed a palm on the flat of her stomach, his mouth breathed into her neck.

"You've got a strong gut." He said, "Use it."

"I don't know which one to cut first."

"Close your eyes and pick one." He chuckled softly. She closed her eyes and felt tingles crawl up her neck as his breath beatted against it, she grabbed a nerve and snipped it "Good."

"Good?" she peeked her eyes open "I didn't kill him."

"Technically he's already dead." He said, "But you wouldn't have killed him twice."

"Ok, which one is next?"

"See these right here." He pointed out, she nodded "They all need to be cut, there's no pattern, just snip."

"That's it?" she frowned "Nothing to it."

"No." he smirked "Nothing at all."

"Then why the fuck was I making such a big ass deal over it?"

"Because you're frustrated."

"Yes." She agreed "I guess I could be a lot less frustrated had I gotten laid last night, and not been smooched and groped in an elevator earlier."

"I'm sorry." He whispered and ran his lips up and down her neck, he felt her shiver, his hands moved up her stomach and grasped her breasts, he could feel her nipples hard and peeking out through her bra and scrub shirt. "I'm sorry I did that."

"God Derek." She gasped "Please don't tease me."

He dropped his hands, she sighed, and then he spun her around in his arms. His eyes were dark and mysterious as he looked down at her.

"Who said I was teasing?"

"We're in a morgue." She giggled "Full of dead people, and you want to have sex?" he nodded, his eyes darkening by the second, she gasped with anticipation and licked her lips "That is so fucking hot!"

"Yeah…" he groaned as he crushed his lips against her with angst and desire.

"Oh, Derek." She gasped and lifted her arms as he yanked her shirt over her head "If your girlfriend barges through that door and I don't get to finish, so help me if you haven't seen me fucking pissed before!"

"Shut up." He mumbled into her collar bone "No more talking, and no one's stopping."

She moaned as his lips and teeth nipped and nibbled down her chest, he used a finger to push away the lace cup of her bra, releasing her nipple out into the open for his mouth's taking. She threw her head back and gasped as he wrapped his mouth around it, then flicked it with his tongue.

She reached for his scrub pants and yanked the tie loose, then tugged them off of his hips, letting them pool around his ankles. She reached for his erection and grasped onto it tightly, he groaned as she began stroking and pumping it up to its fullest. He lifted her up onto the metal counter top and pulled her legs around his hips, she gasped at the look in his eyes and cried out when he buried himself inside of her.

"Derek!" she screamed and felt her toes curl as he thrusted himself deeply inside of her. "Oh yes!"

"Who are you showing your pussy to now?" he grunted.

"You!" she cried out "Oh god…and you love it don't you!"

"Oh yes!" he groaned "I love your pussy."

"Mmmm!" she moaned "Oh take it, take it now!"

"Get ready to release all that frustration."

"It's all built up, it's so tight right now."

"God it's tight!" he groaned.

He grabbed onto her hips and yanked her into him hard as he thrust forward, feeling all the way to the back of her, sending her into a shaking, toe curling orgasm. He felt her clamp down around him and her fluids shooting around, showering and bathing him, sending him plummeting over the edge as well.

"Holy fuck." She panted with a grin spreading across her face "God damn that was worth you holding out."

"Fuck." He panted as he rested against her "I didn't even know I had that in me."

"Well thank you sir for sharing." She giggled.

He chuckled and backed up to pull his pants up. She hopped off the counter and pulled hers up, then looked for her lab coat, grabbed something out of it, put it between her lips and flicked a lighter. She inhaled deeply and blew out a soft puff of smoke.

"Are you kidding me?" he scoffed "We're in a damn morgue."

She puffed out a ring of smoke and rolled her eyes at him. "Really, I don't see the patients in here complaining about their risks to secondhand smoke. Now, you just gave me the holy grail of orgasms and I'm celebrating, you should be boasting with pride right now."

"I am." He smiled "but those things really will kill you."

"Something will kill me eventually." She said, "And I only smoke them when I drink and after sex so shut up."

He shook his head as she smoked and finished her cigarette. She sighed and looked around to see where her shirt landed. The doors opened and Derek's eyes grew wide as he stared apologetically at Meredith. She looked over his shoulder and smiled at the person walking in.

"Hey Stew." She said, as if she were walking around looking for a scalpel or a pen, not a shirt to cover her naked torso. "How are you today?"

"I'm doing good Dr. Grey." The short round man in a lab coat said "I'm sorry I didn't know you were in here."

"I apologize I didn't inform you." She said "Dr. Shepherd and I were only practicing our surgery on one of the cadavers."

"Oh, your big surgery?" he smiled and turned to look at Derek "And nice to meet you Dr. Shepherd."

Derek stood there staring at them like an idiot, confused and baffled "Uh…yeah, nice to meet you too Stew."

"Well I won't bother you any longer, I'll let you get back to your surgery practice."

"Thank you Stew." Meredith smiled "We won't be long."

He nodded and turned out of the room. Derek looked at her with shock and partial glare in his eyes as she leaned over and grabbed her shirt that she'd finally located.

"I'm sorry I put you in such an unprofessional position."

"Huh?" she frowned.

"One of your colleagues just saw you half naked!" he hissed at a whisper "And you just stood there."

"Of course I did." She frowned, "I had to be polite, that man lets me come down here and slice anyone open I want to."

"But he just saw you half naked!"

"Oh." She giggled "Yeah, um Stew is blind Derek."

"Huh?"

"Blind, as in can't see worth a shit." She said, Derek looked around curiously "He was the head mortician, but then he was in an accident and lost his eyesight. Since he's brilliant and knows the human body better than anyone else in this bastard place, they let him stay."

"Does he still do autopsies?"

"He helps." She said, "But he's a very sweet man."

"If he's blind then how did he know where I was?" he asked, "He looked at me."

"He looked in your direction." She said, "You're a doctor, you should know that when people lose one sense the other's pick up for the loss, I'm sure he heard you breathe."

"Oh." Derek gulped "Do you think he heard us?"

"Oh I'm sure he did."

"And you don't find that embarrassing or shameful?"

"Am I ashamed that I had an orgasm that I'll be high off of at least the rest of the work day?" she arched her brow "No. Am I ashamed that he probably got off on it and I helped an old blind man smile today? Absolutely not. Really Derek, look at the bright side of things for a once, your gloominess is putting a damper on my libido."

Derek stood there and shook his head and let out a sigh, she was still taking him by surprise, his unbelievable Meredith. He watched as she pulled her scrub cap on again and felt a flutter in his chest as his eyes followed her around the room. Not once did he think about Kyle, she never crossed his mind. And he wondered if that was a sign.