DISCLAIMER: I do not own Grey's. If I did, there would be no such thing as a break for them. It would just be year around Patrick Dempsey, with happy Mer/Der moments thrown in.

This is a chapter to start my drama filled, two or three part update. :

This is part one, part two tomorrow and maybe part three tomorrow or saturday

Hope you like my STARTING drama, haha

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"Dr. Stanley, this is my boyfriend, Derek Shepherd." Meredith stated proudly, watching the two shake hands."Wait, Derek Shepherd as in Head of Neurosurgery, world renowned? You're dating Meredith, a new found resident?" John asked, practically scoffing. Maybe it was jealously, maybe it was mocking. Either way, it was setting Derek off."Yes I am, she's quite amazing. I'm amazed that you didn't try once or twice when she was in Boston." Derek replied calmly back, biting his tongue at the urge to snap back at him. Derek smiled once again, turned to look at Meredith. "You ready to go Hun?"Yes I am." She smiled, looking back at John. "Nice seeing you again." She waved as Derek turned her around, leading her towards his car. Meredith could have sworn she heard John mumble something under his breath about her being a tease, but she shook it off, grinning up at Derek.

Derek leaned back in his office chair, setting down his cup of extra strong coffee, finishing it off in hopes that he could stay awake long enough to leave with Meredith, instead of just sleeping in an empty on-call room. He frowned as he thought back to the arrival of the new attending. When he had signed the papers for the transfer he had had no idea that the man could even know Meredith, now he was calling her a tease behind her back? Derek wanted to punch himself in the face. But one simple click of the lock on his door made him remember why he wouldn't punch himself. Only one other person had the key, her.

"Oh, I didn't think you'd be in here." Meredith said quietly as she stepped in, fumbling with the door knob.

"Well Meredith, it is my office. Hence the nameplate that says Derek Shepherd. Usually that would indicate that—" he smirked as he spoke, but was soon cut off.

"Okay, I get it. Stupid remark. I'll go find an empty on call-room." Meredith had been on edge since Stanley had arrived, she turned on her heals to leave.

"No!" Derek jumped quickly, running to close the door before she made her way out it. "I don't mean it like that at all." He blurted out as fast as he could. He snaked his hand around Meredith's, and pulled her over to the couch, pulling her down beside him. "What been up with you lately Mer?" he asked, a concerned look spread across his face.

Meredith had jumped slightly when he ran, but a small, meek smile spread across her face when he pulled her to the couch with him. Her fingers wriggled free and she wringed her hands together, biting down on one lip as she concentrated hard on her shoes. Derek was right, something was up.

"I just….it's….I…" she couldn't get the words out, yet. "I just keep seeing Dr. Stanley and I remember Boston, which I really don't want to remember. Then I sit here, and I wanted into your office to hide, then I sit down, and I start rambling, then I regret what I say, and I keep rambling because it's awkward." She finally stopped, her first breath after a minute being a deep one.

"Oh, Meredith." Derek sighed slightly and pulled her closer to him, feeling her melt into his chest, his favorite feeling. His shirt became fisted in her fists as she sniffled against his chest. "Meredith, the rambling is very adorable, but I gave you a key to my office for a reason." He laughed slightly and he rubbed small circles in her back. "And I'm going to try my best to keep Dr. Stanley away from you, and I'm sorry that I can't fire him, cause everyone knows I want to." Derek whispered against her hair, breathing in lilac as he spoke. Meredith relaxed a little, the tension releasing ever so slightly.

"Okay," she finally said in a steady tone, unwavering. "Thank you Der, really." She smiled against his chest, peeling her head away for a minute to look up at him, kissing him lightly on the lips.

BEEP

Derek groaned and Meredith giggled ever so slightly. She fumbled for her pager, reading the 911 quickly, and planting another kiss on Derek.

"I need to go." She grinned, finally yanking her wrist free of his powerful grip. "Go home Der, you look tired. And I'll actually let you sleep in my bed. I guess." She grinned.

"I'm not leaving until you do. When you're done with your surgery, come get me and we can leave. Together." He smiled, and waved at her figure as it walked out the door, laughing slightly.

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Meredith surgery lasted over an hour, and as she went towards the on-call room, she felt more exhausted than ever, ready to grab her chart off the table and meet Derek to head hoe. Meredith shoved the door open and her scrub cap off, flipping the switch to light up the room, and a familiar figure.

"Dr. Stanley." She choked out, reaching for the chart on the table, but not making it far as a hand gripped her wrist tightly, much more tightly than Derek ever would.

"Ahh Meredith, I've been waiting to see you finally, alone." He grinned wickedly, twisting the lock on the door slowly, leaving him and Meredith alone in the empty on-call room.