AN: Thanks so much to everyone that reviewed the first chapter. I really appreciated the feedback, and hope you guys like this chapter as well. Once again I haven't seen the episodes so this story won't involve everything that's happened in the show:) And I am bad with medical terms so I'll try to keep the medicine really general, so I don't mess up the story before I even get started.

Chapter 2- Hiding Away Love

She was definitely beautiful. Derek thought he looked back at Meredith with a sexy towel wrapped around her body. From the way Meredith was standing with her arm stretched out against the wall he could tell that she didn't want him to come inside. But for some reason he wanted to tell Meredith that he hadn't been able to sleep at all last night because of her. What if she had died? Then they would be left just like this. There were obviously feelings between them still, and it went deeper than just sex, but he was with Addison now. Sometimes he wondered why he had chosen Addison over Meredith; either he was stupid, or just fulfilling the duties that he had signed up for as Addison's husband. Derek took a deep breath as the rain continued to beat down on him, drenching his clothes with cold rain that was now seeping underneath his clothes. Yeah, the rain was cold, and not to mention his hair was getting messed up, but he was lost in Meredith's gaze. Her eyes were so blue, and her lips. God her lips, he had kissed them so many times. Tasted every inch of her mouth, and her body and he wanted more. All it took was for Meredith to stroll past him and his mind automatically shifted into sex mode. Derek wanted to get Meredith out of her scrubs and onto the operating table, and perform his own body search on her, but then again he believed that he loved her as well.

Derek blinked. Did he really love her?

Meredith bit her lip as she looked back at him, "You're hair is getting wet."

He snapped out of his brief comatose state, and then pushed past her. Derek grinned to himself as he picked up the latest issue of the Seattle Times which was waiting on the nightstand. Meredith closed the door behind him and then followed him into the kitchen. He stopped and turned around. "The place looks good."

Meredith sighed as she ran her hands through her damp dirty blonde locks. "I didn't do anything,"

"Izzie cleaned?"

Meredith nodded, "And she went with George to Ikea to buy all this junk. I don't like it, none of it, I want it all out of my house." She glanced over her shoulder at Derek who was focusing on her toned legs. "Why are you here?"

"Just making sure you came in today." Derek lied.

Meredith scoffed, "And if I didn't come in today what does that have to do with you."

"I'm you're boss," Derek replied. He shook the rain from his hair and then leaned against the counter, "And I deserve the right to be worried."

Meredith wrapped her arms around her body. "You don't have to worry about me. I'm fine."

Derek nodded. He didn't look as if he believed her though. "Really?"

Meredith nodded. She wasn't the best liar especially when it came to Derek or even Cristina, damn them both for seeing right through her. Meredith clenched her jaw as Derek rested his arm against the counter. "Aren't you supposed to be clocked in now?"

"Maybe,"

"People could be dying you know," Meredith added.

Derek smiled, "Not on my watch, I'm not scheduled to be in for another…" He looked down at his watch and then smiled, "Another fifteen minutes Mere, but as for you, you're late."

Meredith dropped her head and nodded as she rolled her eyes. "Then report me to Bailey okay,"

Derek shook his head, "Bailey is too busy with her new baby boy, and besides I'm above her…"

"Derek." Meredith warned.

"What?" He asked.

Meredith started to feel weak in her knees as she looked back at him. He was so damn cute. Okay, she had to stop thinking about McDreamy. Meredith glanced towards the counter. Derek moved from the spot he was standing before and into her line of view. He was doing this on purpose now. Seriously, what was wrong with him? He chose Addison, but yet whenever Meredith turned around there he was. She felt cheated because it seemed as if Derek had actually chosen her, but yet she still felt like the cheap consolation prize at the fair that no one wanted. God, she really needed to stop thinking like this. Derek was a distraction. Yes, he was a hot distraction, but yet he was still a distraction that was interfering with her career. Okay, maybe she was being a little dramatic.

"What are you thinking about?" Derek asked with a dashing smile.

Meredith could tell that he thought she was thinking about him. "I was thinking about the last time I got my hair done, my conditioner stopped working and it's really pissing me off,"

"I like you're hair like that…it's all fluffy and I like it. Don't change it."

Meredith took in a deep breath. Her excuse was so bad, how could he not see right through her?

"You should get dressed so we can leave,"

"You're not driving me to the hospital, I have my own car. Thanks though, but I can get there on my own."

Derek watched as Meredith walked towards the back and then turned around. "Where are you going?"

"To get dressed." Meredith replied.

Derek unbuttoned the top button of his pale yellow shirt. "It's hot in here,"

Meredith could scream at him. What the hell was he thinking, trying to drag her into the Garden of Eden at such a time? She was late for work, he was married, and not to mention she almost died yesterday. "I'll see you at work,"

"Mere,"

Meredith turned around with an exaggerated sigh. She was being short with him, but this was her way of covering up her pain. Last night she opened up to him and told him how she felt. Meredith basically told him that she missed kissing him of all things. Her eyes drifted towards Derek's lips. His lips were always soft and they tasted good. She was officially a hopeless case. "You've got five minutes to get to work, now it looks like we're both late." She pointed out as she took the steps upstairs two at a time.

Derek looked down at the counter. He couldn't explain why, but he just wanted to hug her. Derek closed his eyes. Meredith had come so close to death yesterday, and he almost lost her. He stepped away from the counter and made his way upstairs. He never wanted to come that close to loosing her again.

"I'll be right back with you sir," Izzie said as she looked down at her pager.

"My leg still hurts, will the pain go away anytime soon because it's killing me." Her patient complained.

Izzie smiled back at him. "Just keep your leg elevated, and try and not move it around too much."

The patient sighed, "Damn, it looks like I'm not going to get to my wrestling thing…shit, I bet money on that."

Izzie shook her head as she walked out. Today she was in a good mood. Even though it was raining, and she slept with Alex in a closet the other day, she felt good. Izzie scowled as she flashed back to her closet tryst with Alex. It wasn't even all that good. Well…who was she kidding it was. Izzie smirked. But Alex never had to know that. He did nothing to deserve compliments on his sex skills. She looked up as Alex rushed past with another intern and a gurney with a severely wounded patient. Speak of the devil.

"Hey, why are you just standing around?" Cristina asked walking over to Izzie with a pad in her hand. "There's plenty of good jobs today, I got to scrub in already for one surgery, and did you know one of the patients has a hammer in his head."

Izzie frowned, "A hammer?"

Cristina nodded with pleasure, "I swear all the idiots come to this hospital."

"Did he faint?" Izzie asked as she hurried to catch up with Cristina who was speed walking down the hall.

"No, he was just hammering nails into the wall and then the hammer slipped and the sharp end got lodged into his head."

"The sharp end?" Izzie asked confused.

Cristina shrugged, "I told you he's an idiot. I don't know where the hell he got that hammer from but he needs to sue the company that sold it…and then sue himself."

Izzie smiled, "Sue himself?"

Cristina passed her a dead serious look, "Yes, sue himself for wasting my time."

Izzie couldn't help but to smirk at Cristina's latest comment. Her blonde ponytail bounced behind her as she shook her head. "I guess Meredith's still not here."

"Don't tell me she had another feeling,"

"Last time her feeling was real." Izzie pointed out.

"It was a freak accident." Cristina headed down the hall and then paused, "Is she doing better?"

"Yeah, I think." Izzie responded to the back of Cristina's head.

Cristina nodded and then continued to walk down the hall. Burke walked past her, and she said a very quick "hi" before rounding the corner with the speed of a sprinter.

"Stevens you need something to do?" Burke asked.

"No, I was just going to check on my patient right now,"

Meredith was now dressed and ready for work. She felt like shit because she was late. Meredith turned on the faucets and then splashed some warm water on her face. She had to wake up. The last thing she needed was to fall asleep during her shift after showing up to work this late. She turned off the faucets and then blindly reached for a towel. If she was still a kid then she would have definitely forged some excuse, but the fact was that she wasn't a kid anymore. And no matter how hard life was, or how many bombs nearly blew her to smithereens she was an adult, and she had to face life. The soft fabric of a towel came into her grasp, and then she felt someone's hand. Meredith squeezed the hand, and then snatched the towel. Why didn't he leave yet? She wiped away the droplets of water on her face and looked back at Derek. She wanted to be mad at him, but she couldn't, because she had no reason to be mad. Meredith leaned against the bathroom sink because he was so close. She could smell his cologne, it smelled so good. And she had grown so accustomed to that woody sexy masculine scent, it drove her wild. Meredith's heart started to flutter as she looked back at him. Why was he looking at her like that? Like she was the only one in this world that mattered, and even more importantly why would he leave work, clocked in or not, just to see her.

Derek clenched his jaw, and then let out a sigh.

Meredith watched him. They were late now, and they had to get to the hospital because they would get…her thoughts trailed off. What kind of doctor in training was she? Her job should come first not him…not McDreamy. His hair was still wet, and Meredith hated to admit it, but even when his hair was wet it still looked perfect. She opened her mouth to speak, but her words were lost.

Derek obviously wanted to say something as well, but he seemed stricken dumb by love or lust…or whatever the hell they shared as well. He brought his face closer.

Sirens were going off in her head. Meredith knew that she shouldn't do this. He was with Satan, he was married to her, and that woman had her dog! No, this wasn't right. But then again, it was just one kiss. Yesterday, she told him that she couldn't remember the last time they had been this close, and he had remembered. He looked as if he missed this, missed them, the time they shared together whether it was in bed or just talking. Meredith felt her cheeks start to flush with warmth as if she had suddenly developed some kind of fever. If she didn't kiss him now, then when would she ever get the chance to kiss him again? Meredith loved Derek, and she wanted him to know that. She needed him to know that especially now, when nothing in her life made sense except for this.

Derek placed his hands against the sink as he brought his face closer to Meredith's. Addison was in the back of his head, but right now he didn't care. He just wanted Meredith, and nothing else.