Meredith had been in hospital for four days, minus the five she spent unconscious, and to say she was getting a little homesick and restless was an understatement. Even though Izzie, Christina and George were taking shifts to keep her entertained during the day and Derek had been spending every night with her, she was bored and just like any other patient, wanted to go home.

"Two more days," promised Derek. "Two more days and I can take you home, then one more week and you can be up and about." They were laying on her bed sharing his lunch break.

"I just want to be able to walk around, go home, have a bath, sleep in my own bed with you," she pouted.

"How about my bed?" he asked, trying to get her into a better mood.

"That might work," she grinned. "You know…" she continued raising an eyebrow and walking her fingers down his chest, "We haven't … in over a week!"

"Meredith!" Derek laughed rubbing her cheek with the pad of his thumb, "You are in hospital with your leg strapped in a splint, which is hanging off the ceiling…"

"So that doesn't mean I've lost my drive," she grinned, working her fingers beneath his shirt.

"How about you let you drive grow a little more, and then on the day you get your splint changed I'll bring you a surprise?" He replied, kissing her pouting lips.

"Fine." She grumbled trying to wiggle away from him, which when your strung up in a splint and sharing a single bed is very hard to do.

"Hey," he laughed as he climbed on top of her, careful not to touch her leg, "No getting in a grump with me!" She giggled in delight as he kissed up her neck and around the edge of her neckline. He was making his way down her stomach when a nurse walked in to take her to the surgeons' office for a check-up.

"Oh, sorry Dr Sheppard," she said behind a laugh, "But ahh…would you mind getting off my patient, she has an appointment with her surgeon."

He grinned guiltily as he climbed off her, knowing the details of their escapade would carry throughout the hospital at alarming rates.

After helping the nurse move Meredith into a wheelchair he offered to wheel her down as he was still on his break, so together they headed off towards the lift in search of the surgeons consultation rooms. "Why is everyone looking at me?" she whispered to him as they stepped into the empty elevator.

"Come on…" he grinned. "You are Ellis Grey's daughter and you're gorgeous," he added, squatting next to her and leaning in for a kiss.

"The fact that I'm being pushed around by McDreamy the near-neurosurgeon might help as well," She teased.

He blushed in response, running a hand through his hair and looking down towards the ground.

"Oh don't play shy…I've heard the rumors…I know what they call you," she giggled pulling him in for one more kiss as the doors opened.

Derek left her in the surgeon's waiting room as he got a 911 call on his pager, other patients looked a little shocked as the doctor, dressed in scrubs and a white coat, leant over his bandaged patient and kissed her before racing out the door. Meredith, seeing their curious faces just smiled guiltily before hiding behind a magazine.

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"So, how you holding up?" Izzie asked the following day.

"Fine," smiled Meredith.

"Okay," replied Christina after a disbelieving glance passed between her, Izzie and George. "How are you really feeling?"

"No truly, I'm great! This lug of a thing in coming off in three hours," she said pointing to her splint, "and Derek asked me if I wanted to stay with him until I'm off my crutches, because of all the stairs at our place."

"Sure!" Izzie replied, "He lives in a double-storey house as well…he just wants to have hot loud sex with you!"

"No…" Meredith replied, feigning innocence, "He has a spare room downstairs and no steps at the front door, so it will be easier and…well…the second part as well- I swear being locked up is driving me crazy!" She winced, "Can't wait to get away from all the gossip either- the nurses in this place are mad…one walked in on me and Derek making out the other day and I heard about it whipping around the corridors the rest of the night."

"Hey, you might want to get use to it." George reminded, "We get out internship results next week."

"Ugh! Thanks George- just what I needed!" Meredith said, dramatically throwing her hands over her face. She was just teasing him, in all matters she was having a great time. Having her friends around her everyday just reminded her how lucky she was to have them at all; she didn't know how she would ever thank all of them for keeping her sane over the past fortnight. They had even stuck by her when she spent hours hurling abuse at a not-present Taylor for causing all this mess in the first place. Izzie had been the first one to step forward and tell her that Taylor, her ex-boyfriend, had actually been the one driving the car when she was hit, and that he had left her unconscious on the side of the road. She had felt that she had cried for days when she initially found out, her friends- even Christina, sitting on the bed and hugging her until her eyes were dry.

However, after hearing that the police had enough for a conviction without her having to go on the witness stand, she began to improve. Although it still plagued in the back of her mind that they had found many, stalker-like photos of her, some even containing Derek, in his dorm room at the college. The district attorney was planning to suggest psychiatric care, in the form of an institution for him as he was obviously not well.

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"Ready for your surprise yet?" Derek asked later that afternoon as he leant over for a kiss.

"Sure am!" she replied expecting a bunch of flowers or a block of her favourite chocolate.

"Okay then, lets get you out of here," he said helping her sit up.

"So where are we going?" She asked once she was in the wheelchair and heading down the hall.

"Well first we are going to get this thing cut off," he replied, indicating her ten-day-old cast

"That's not a surprise," she pouted, "I knew I was getting it off four days ago!"

"Patients Ms Grey," he laughed, "We are going to get this cut off and then going to find the surprise…"

"Oh," she replied with an embarrassed smile.

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"Well that was exciting!" she stated happily as they came out of the exam room, "A little gross but exciting!" Her original cast had been cut off, her leg cleaned and x-rayed before another cast was put on and set. "Now its surprise time…" she hinted.

"Hold-your-horses!" replied Derek, laughing at her eagerness, "We need to find our way to level seven before we can get started."

"Well…what are we waiting for?" she replied starting to push herself towards the lifts.

Once in the lift, Meredith lent over and hugged Derek's waist in an attempt to say thank-you to him for making an effort to entertain her. "What was that for?" he asked running a hand through her hair.

"Just for being you," she sighed.

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They soon made their way to the seventh floor and along the long corridor to where a nurse was eagerly waiting for them. Once inside the tiled room Meredith's eyes lit up when she saw the large bath in the corner. "Am I actually able to use it?" She asked, still not sure why he had brought her up here.

"Well, its not really meant for you, but Nurse Betty here is being very nice and letting you borrow it for the next hour." Derek replied.

"What about my leg?" she continued, indicating her fresh cast.

"Well it's made of fiberglass so it can get wet," replied the nurse as she began ushering Derek out of the room.

Meredith was about to say that she didn't mind if Derek stayed while she got ready for the bath, but caught Derek's eye and stayed silent. "I'll see you back in your room," he said with a grin and a wink before exiting.

Once the door had been closed behind Derek the older nurse helped Meredith into the empty bath, showed her how to use the taps and untied her gown she left the room. Meredith then removed the gown, tossing it to the side and turned on the water, filling up the bath until hot water was tickling her lower neck. Enjoying the warmth she laid her head back and closed her eyes, picturing she was in a spa bath in an expensive Indonesian hotel with Derek beside her, instead of being in a stark white hospital room alone.

Meredith was so deeply relaxed she didn't notice when the door opened and someone slipped inside. "Hey," whispered Derek, trying his best not to scare her.

Smiling and opening her eyes slowly, she reached up to take his hand, "hey" she replied playing with his fingers. "How did you get in?"

"I got Bailey to distract Nurse Betty then slipped in, don't worry she won't be coming back in until your time is up," he replied stroking her hair.

"When do you have to go back?" she asked

"As of twenty minutes ago I reached my limit for the week, so I'm not back until noon tomorrow," he grinned before continuing, "I bought you a present," he stated, showing her a bottle of shampoo and conditioner.

"You are the best!" she grinned, noticing they were her usual brand.

"I know." He replied cockily, while beginning to open the shampoo to wash her hair.

"No." she said defiantly, catching his hand. "I want you to get in…" she pouted.

"Meredith…"

"Come on," she pleaded, "I miss you."

Then with a smile he replied, "I'll lock the door."

She was thrilled to be able to watch him strip off, having nothing to hide behind in the empty room. He then helped her sit forward and slid into the water behind her, wrapping his arms around her stomach as she nuzzled into his neck.

"There is definitely something better about this kind of bathing," she sighed

"Why because I'm here?" He asked.

"That, and because I don't have Nurse Patricia giving me a sponge bath," she replied. He simply shuddered at the thought; Nurse Patricia was a very large woman who was not known for being gentle or for understanding her patients' inhibitions about getting a sponge bath.

"Well, maybe I can help with giving you a better mental image for next time," he said, taking the sponge from beside the bath and running it over her stomach. He then began to examine every inch of her body, eventually giving way to the sponge and using his hands instead.

She wrapped her hands around his biceps as they kissed languidly, enjoying the danger of their current situation. She caught her breath as his fingers ventured to her hardened nipple after coaxing around her soft breasts for some time.

He continued to roam her body, touching the skin he had been dreaming about for the last week, her continual attempts to start something over the past few days only made today's current realization all the more sweeter. She let out a breathy moan as his fingers glided lower over her stomach, stroking her hip bone while they waited for permission to continue. Permission was granted when as she moved her arm around his neck, pulling him closer and biting him gently.

His greedy fingers pressed against her folds before sliding between them. He worked his finger along the inner edges of them; evading everywhere she wanted him to touch. Finally after an impatient moan, he tweaked her clit, pressing it between finger and thumb quickly before delving inside her slowly.

He could feel her clench around him as he began to move his hand, her body reeling at his motion. After not being stimulated for a while, her body was very sensitive and she came very quickly- something which he was grateful for as her grinding hips were making it nearly impossible for him to concentrate.

She lay against him for what seemed like forever recovering from his touch, only stirring as he began to wash her hair. Enjoying being pampered, she lay in silence, listening to his heartbeat; the remains of a grin still gracing her face.

After washing her hair he got out of the bath and quickly dried himself before helping her. She winced when she saw the obvious red mark on his neck, circling it lightly to show him. "Sorry, I couldn't resist…you were too good," she whispered apologetically.

They managed to get escape the tiled room before Nurse Betty returned to help Meredith and he was helping her get into bed when the elderly nurse finally caught up with them, wondering where her patient had gone. They lied in response, telling her that Bailey helped Meredith get changed then asked had asked Derek to take her back to her room. After the nurse had left, Derek went to find Bailey to inform her of their cover story- Derek not wanting to be black-listed by the nurse who had kindly agreed to do him a favor.

Bailey raised an eyebrow and shook her head before agreeing to cover for him, and as he turned commented rather loudly about the mark on his neck.

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When he returned Meredith, who had been asleep, stirred and motioned for a kiss; "Thank-you for today," she said, her voice husky from being asleep.

"My pleasure," he honestly replied, sitting on the chair beside her bed and picking up a magazine.

"Derek…you can go home- I will be alright," she said, seeing he was settling in.

"As long as I'm with you, I am home," he replied with a cheeky grin.

"I'm already addicted to you," she laughed, "You don't need to use those lines on me…"

"It wasn't a line, wherever you are- I am at home."

"Well in any case, you should go home- get some rest," she ushered.

"There's no point…" he stated looking back down at his magazine, "I don't really sleep well without something to hold onto," he continued a grin peeking out from over the pages of the mag.

"Well in that case…" she replied after finally getting the hint, "Get in."

He threw the magazine onto the bench and slipped into the bed, cuddling up to her with one arm while she laid her head on the other. Soon the gentle coaxing of the others breath had eased them into a deep sleep.

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A/N

I know it isn't very good for the time it took to write, I couldn't find the words for what had to be said. Also having an ending to Listening to George and another chapter to friends swirling around in my head made it hard to concentrate. Oh well I hope you liked it. Leave me a comment…all ideas and suggestions welcome.