Disclaimer: I'm totally bored of these episodes that are all Cristina/Owen/Teddy. If I owned the show obviously that would end.
XXX
"Derek let go of my hand," she hissed quietly.
"Why? I thought we're not hiding."
"We're not…but we're not holding hands either."
"Fine," groaned Derek letting go of her hand as they walked into the hospital lobby.
"Thank you," she smiled a little.
"You're welcome," he groaned ostentatiously.
"Come on Der. Everyone already knows we have some kind of history so it won't be weird if I sneak into your office… for a quickie," she said, her voice lowering at the end.
Derek smiled. "Feel free to do it whenever you want."
"Not too often…then people will get suspicious. And we can't be loud."
"Then I don't know if it's possible. And, I thought we're not being secret!"
"Derek, having a screaming orgasm is what I call 'flaunting it'."
"Fine," he sighed as they walked past the nurses' station towards the elevator. Derek pressed the button and they waited side by side for the doors opened. The elevator dinged and everyone stepped out, leaving Meredith and Derek getting in alone.
"I'm not going to kiss you in the elevator," she told him flatly.
"Did I ask you to kiss me?" he replied, shuffling closer to her. "Do you want to kiss me?"
"I…no…you're supposed to be my teacher. My mentor."
"I'm your sister, I'm your brother…"
"That's kind of disgusting considering what we did last night and you're sexually harassing me."
"It's only sexual harassment if you don't like it," Derek informed her, stepping close to her so his breath was on the back of her neck.
"I'm drawing a line. No kissing in an elevator…at work. At all. Ever. The doors could open at any minute so, no kissing. There's a big fat line," she said confidently.
"So this line, is it imaginary or do I need to get you a marker?"
Meredith glanced at him, seeing his cocky 'McDreamy' smile. She pressed him against the elevator wall. Crushing her lips against his she ran her hands across his face, tangling them in his dark raven curls. Derek responded by pressing his hands against her lean hips and maneuvering them so he was in front of her, pushing her up against the wall. Her lips parted, allowing him to explore the cavern of her mouth with his tongue. A guttural moan was released from one of their mouths. The sound of the elevator arriving forced them to part. Meredith quickly stepped back from him and straightened her hair.
He followed her out of the elevator and towards his office.
"You crossed my line," mumbled Meredith as they closed the door of his office.
"You kissed me!"
"You gave me the McDreamy cocky annoying smile!"
"What do you want me to do, control my face?" he joked.
"Yes," she nodded. "Controlling your face would be very helpful for me not to jump you in the hallway."
"What if I don't want to control my face?" he asked quietly, stepping towards her so close that their foreheads were almost touching.
"Too bad," she breathed.
Derek gave her his best smile and before long he was being shoved back on to the couch with Meredith straddling his waist.
"What happened to your line?" he asked, smirking at her.
"Lines are stupid."
XXX
Meredith walked into the cafeteria alone. Derek had a surgery so she was on her own for lunch. In a corner she spotted Alex, Cristina, and George, her new friends. She walked over to them and sat in the empty chair at their table.
"You have the glow," pointed out Cristina immediately.
"What? What glow?"
"The 'I had hot sex' glow."
"I…no…there's no glow."
"Oh there is," smirked Alex. "You did Shepherd. Didn't you?"
"I…yeah."
"Was he good? He looks like he'd be good?" asked Cristina.
"Cristina!" exclaimed Meredith.
"What? Help a girl out with some details. My boyfriend's shrink is withholding sex…I'm deprived."
"Details aren't necessary," groaned George.
"Shut up Bambi," said Cristina, motioning for Meredith to begin.
"He is good," she grinned widely.
"Knew it."
"It's just amazing."
"Enough chick shit," said Alex.
"Oh you're just jealous," taunted Meredith. "I'm getting laid multiple times a day and… say, when's the last time you got laid?"
"I get laid," pouted Alex.
"Seriously Karev, when's the last time?" asked Cristina.
"Two months ago," he mumbled.
"Jealous," teased Meredith.
"Jealous of you and Shepherd? Not likely. I mean, he probably had to have creepy horse sex with that last girl."
"Shit," cursed Meredith under her breath. "I almost forgot she works here."
"You haven't seen her yet?" asked George.
"No…not that I've been out looking for her."
"Horse at three o'clock," whispered Cristina as Rose approached their table.
"Hi whore," sneered Rose. "Steal anyone else's boyfriend lately?"
"Hit anyone else with a remote lately?"
"Don't be friends with her," she told Cristina. "She's just a whore who'll steal your boyfriend."
"Mer, would you steal by boyfriend?" asked Cristina, jokingly.
"Lemme think…nope," smiled Meredith sweetly. "I have my own."
"See Rose, I'm going to believe her because she's a doctor and she's not a horse," shrugged Cristina.
Rose glared at Cristina and looked back at Meredith. "He loved me. He was probably just mistaken. You'll see. He'll come back to me and tell me it was a mistake to go off with you."
"Really? Then why are we moving in together?"
Rose's eyes widened in shock. "You're doing what?"
"Derek is moving in with me."
"That doesn't mean anything," said Rose.
"I think it does," said Alex.
"Same here. It means big things," input George.
"Very big," added Cristina.
Rose let out a high pitched groan and stormed off.
"She's fucking insane!" exclaimed Cristina.
"Tell me about it," sighed Meredith, taking a bite of her sandwich.
"I can't understand why Shepherd was ever with her. There's nothing about her remotely appealing," grimaced Alex. "And, I've worked my way around a good deal of nurses. I'd never touch her with a ten-foot pole."
"She has the strangest addiction to candy," told them Meredith.
"I've noticed it," said George.
"So what was that about a remote?" asked Alex.
"When Derek broke it off with her she threw a remote at his head and he had to get stitches," she told them.
"Ooh ouch," grimaced Cristina.
"Is she insane or something?" asked George.
"I think so," laughed Meredith.
"Seriously," nodded Cristina.
A pager beeped and Meredith looked down at the black box attached to her hip. "It's me. Lunch time over."
"Have drinks with us one night," said Cristina.
"Okay yeah, not tonight though, I'm helping Derek move his stuff over to my place."
"See ya," said Alex as Meredith rushed off to her patient.
XXX
Derek opened a scrub package and began scrubbing in for his second surgery of the day. He hadn't seen Meredith since he got paged off after their quickie in his office. He took his foot off the pedal under the sink and walked into the OR. He donned gloves and a surgical gown before approaching his patient.
"It's a beautiful day to save lives," he said. "Let's have some fun."
Looking to his scrub nurse for the scalpel he groaned inwardly noticing it was Rose.
"Something wrong Dr. Shepherd?" she asked sickeningly sweetly.
"Nothing," he grumbled. "Ten blade."
Derek began with the assistance of a senior resident. He didn't need the help but it was a teaching hospital so he was teaching.
"Ten blade," he requested again from Rose a few hours later. Instead of feeling the handle slide into his hand he felt the sharp edge dig in to his hand. "Ahh."
"What?" the resident asked.
Derek opened his hand to reveal a puddle of blood. "Here's a tip," he snapped at Rose. "When you hand a surgeon a scalpel, hand it handle first. Dr. Truman finish up for me."
He stormed out of the OR pulling the gloves and his surgical gown off. There was no nerve damage in his hand but he knew he'd need stitches. Derek quickly scrubbed out carefully and put some surgical tape over the wound. Walking up to the nurses' station to page Meredith he saw Mark leaning against the counter.
"What happened to your hand?" he asked.
"Rose."
"I knew she was crazy."
"It was an accident."
"Just like hitting you in the head with a remote? That kind of accident?"
"No… a real accident this time."
"I don't believe that."
"Yeah, well it was."
"I'm just saying…"
"I know…she's a little off but I wouldn't go as far as to say she's insane or anything."
Mark laughed. "I'd say she is."
"Possibly," he conceded.
"So, you want me to take a look at that hand?"
"Mer will do it."
"I'm a world renown plastic surgeon," he argued.
"Meredith is a neurosurgeon."
"Plastic surgeon. Trained for sutures."
"She'll give me sex," shrugged Derek. "Especially since I'm hurt."
"Have fun with that," chuckled Mark walking away.
Derek quickly paged Meredith and waited for her. A few minutes later he saw her jogging towards the nurses' station.
"You paged?" she asked.
"I need you to do something for me."
"What?"
Derek showed her his hand and she let out a small gasp.
"I just need a few stitches."
"Okay," she nodded walking with him into a hallway. He sat down on a gurney while she collected the supplies she needed.
"You want to hear the story?" he asked as she peeled the tape back carefully. "It's a good one."
"Go ahead," she smiled, smearing iodine on his hand.
"Rose kind of stabbed me."
"That bitch!" exclaimed Meredith. "You can have her written up."
"I don't want to do that to her."
Meredith looked at him skeptically.
"No. No. I didn't mean it like that," assured her Derek. "I just mean that I'm the one who broke up with her and then to write her up, probably getting her fired would just be mean."
"Derek, she threw a remote at you and now she stabbed you. Both times you've been in need of stitches. I think writing her up is fair at this point. You could be pressing charges for assault."
"Mer," he sighed. "I'll ask her to get off my service, alright?"
"Fine."
"Kiss?" pouted Derek. "I'm hurt."
Meredith looked up and down the hallway before pressing her lips to his quickly. "Now can I finish sewing up your stab wound?"
"Go ahead."
"You realize this is going to hurt, right?"
Derek took a deep breath in. "I know, I can deal."
"I'd offer to hold your hand but, I'm kind of using mine to stitch your hand," she joked a little.
"One more kiss?"
Meredith sighed and pressed their lips together again before starting on his hand. He sucked in a breath, holding back a moan of pain.
"Almost done," she assured him. A minute later she put down the needle. "Done."
Derek let out a deep breath. "So…do I get a present for being such a good boy?" he asked feigning innocence.
Meredith smiled and leaned towards him, kissing him softly. "Later," she promised.
He sighed dramatically. "Fine. I guess I have to wait."
"You do."
"So, we should get back to work now."
"Probably," nodded Meredith.
"Meet me at eight o'clock in the lobby?"
"Okay."
"Okay."
"Bye," she smiled, kissing him quickly and walking away.
XXX
A/N: One more chapter and an epilogue.