I don't own Grey's Anatomy. I own this fic, that's better then nothing I suppose!

Meredith awoke tangled in the bed sheets. She and Chase were in each other's arms. She didn't want to move. She was comfortable right where she was. They both had to get up in an hour. She laid there and watched him sleep. He looked so peaceful, so at ease. She was making him happy, and that made her feel good. She laid there for the whole hour just watching. Finally the alarm went off, causing him to stir. He reached over and shut it off and looked at her.

"So, how long have you been watching me sleep?" He asked, with a smile.

"Oh, about and hour." She said with a smile. He pulling her close.

"Well, I am glad that I am such a source of entertainment for you." He chuckled. She just looked at him. "What's the matter?" he asked, sensing her uneasiness.

"Something just doesn't feel right." She said slowly. "It's nothing. Don't worry about it." She closed her eyes. "Do you want the shower first?" She asked.

"No, you go ahead." He said, smiling. She wrapped a sheet around herself and walked into the bathroom.

"You do realize I have seen every bit of you, right?" He said, laughing. She just rolled her eyes. She quickly took her shower, knowing that Chase was waiting. When she walked out, Chase was grabbing his clothes.

"We could have taken a shower together..." Chase trailed off.

"You are a funny man..." She said laughing.

"What?" He said innocently.

"I shower alone." She stated. "I'll make the coffee."

He dropped his head and went to the shower. She went out to the kitchen and made the coffee. His apartment was so perfect and clean. He was anal about everything. Everything was stainless steel. She stood there willing the coffee to brew faster.

"A watched pot never boils." Chase said as he walked in. She smiled, he was in his nice pants and was wearing a tie. He was a good Chief of Surgery.

"I know. If you hadn't kept me up all night, I wouldn't be needing this caffeine." She giggled. He came over and kissed her neck.

"What can I say? You are very talented!" He laughed. "And I have to say, I have never been so turned on by a cat fight."

"I would hardly call that a cat fight!" She said quickly.

"Yeah, I guess it was more of a brawl. I would hate to see what her face is looking like today. You got away with just a couple of scratches." He said, touching them softly.

"I think she pulled out a chunk of my scalp..." Meredith said, rubbing her head.

"You do realize she will be in my office today." Chase said, cringing at the thought.

"Yeah. I'm sure she is going to want me suspended." Meredith said, shrugging her shoulders.

"Well, there is nothing I can do besides keep you two apart. I didn't see it happen." He winked. "And it didn't happen in the hospital. She's out of luck. So, how am I going to sneak you to work?" He asked.

"I'm sure we'll figure that out when we get there..." She said. He pushes her against the counter and kisses her.

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Chase dropped Meredith off around the back of the hospital. They didn't see anyone around, so they were sure they had been successful. She walked up the stairs, she didn't feel like waiting for the elevator. As she got up to her floor, the door opened. The nurse gave her a dirty look. She was a friend of Holly's. Meredith rolled her eyes and kept going. When she walking in the locker room, cheers erupted from everyone. It was the surgeons against everyone else. They were all on her side. Several came up and patted her on the shoulder. Finally they left her alone and she changed into her scrubs.

"I still can't believe it!" Alex said, disappointed. "I can not believe I missed it!"

"See what happens when you are on-call?" George added.

"It was good. Mer tore her up!" Izzie said happily.

"Yeah." Cristina said. "Has anyone seen her?"

"No." Izzie said, pulling her scrub top down. "But I heard an x-ray tech talking to someone and they said is she is a mess. She needed seven stitches. Four above her eye and three in her lip."

"Yeah, she did. I did the stitches." Alex pipped up. "She said something about a fight with you." Alex looks at Meredith. "So I made sure I did a shitty job on her stitches." He laughed.

"No way!" Cristina laughed while tying her scrub pants.

"Was I too harsh?" Meredith asked, thinking back.

"No!" Cristina yelled. "She deserved it!" Dr. Bailey flung the door open.

"Okay, people, pre-rounds!" Miranda yelled. Meredith walked past. "So, I hear you aren't a door mat anymore!" She said proudly. Meredith smiled and kept walking.

Meredith ended up being assigned to Dr. Burke for the day. Cardio would be good for a change. She was actually avoiding Derek. She didn't want him to be mad at her for fighting Holly. Last night he made her feel like she was being immature. Meredith ran the necessary tests and found herself scrubbed in on a Coronary Bypass Graph.

"So, I hear you did a good job on Holly Davison!" Burke said with a chuckle. "From what Cristina says, I missed a pretty good fight!"

"Oh no, not you too!" Meredith moaned.

"Oh, you need to get your glory where you can, Grey!" He laughed.

"So I hear." Meredith replied.

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Meredith joined her friends at their regular lunch table. She was starving. The surgery had taken a long time, and she hadn't eaten anything for breakfast. She sat down, not saying anything. She was tired of talking about last night's events. Everywhere she went in the hospital, she heard the whispers. She took a huge bite of her hamburger and chewed. Her friends just stared at her.

"What?" Meredith asked.

"That bite was--" Izzie began to say.

"Huge." George finished.

"I'm hungry." Meredith shrugged. She heard her pager go off. "Shit!" She looks down and sees that it's Chase. She drops her burger on the plate. "Or not..."

"What is it?" Izzie asks. "Is it your patient?"

"I have to go..." Meredith answered, dodging the question. She ran off.

"That was weird..." Izzie said.

"Yeah it was..." Cristina added.

Meredith slowed walked as soon as she got away from her friends. She knew it wasn't an emergency. She knew why Chase had paged her. She quickly snuck up the back stairway. When she reached the floor, she didn't see anyone around. She walked a straight line to Chase's office and shut the door as soon as she walked in. She looked up at Chase who had a dirty smile on his face. She smiled back, turning off the light and locking the door. They always turned off the light so everyone thought he was out.

"Hey. That was fast..." He smiled.

"I am always fast." She said, returning his smile. "Besides, I was anxious for what was to come." She said raising her eyebrows. He walked across the room in three strides.

"Oh God, Mer." He said, his mouth crashing with hers. He pulled her scrub top and undershirt up over her head. His lips moving down to her neck. She unbuckled his belt and undid his pants, letting them slide to the ground. She wrapped her legs around him and he carried her to his desk, sitting her down and swiping everything off of it. He moved down and began kissing her chest. She laid back and he untied her scrub pants, sliding them down and pulling them off. He kissed her abdomen, and moved down, pulling her panties off and throwing them across the room. "You are so beautiful." He whispered softly. "God, I love you." She just smiled. She scooted forward on the desk and he entered her slowly. She let out a soft moan. "God, Mer." He moaned. He began thrusting faster and harder, causing her to moan loudly. She began to whimper as he drove her closer to the edge. He felt her begin to tighten around him. They both began to moan louder and louder as the neared their climaxes. Neither of them realizing someone had slid a key into the door lock. The door handle turned slowly. "Oh my God, Meredith. Oh God." Chase said loudly as he climaxed. "Oh, Chase." She said as she reached the edge, her body shuddering.

"Ah hum" They heard, as someone cleared their throat. They both shot their heads up.

"Oh, shit." Chase said. "Um."

"I will step outside while you two to get dressed." Dylan Jackson, The Chief of Staff and Chase's boss said. He glared at Chase and Meredith as he walked out.

"Shit!" Chase said to Meredith. They both began to rush around, getting dressed. Meredith couldn't find her panties, so she just pulled her scrub pants on.

"Oh my God." Meredith said in shock. "Oh my God. I am so sorry. I'm going to-- I will be-- And you." She started to tear up.

"No. Calm down. This will be fine!" Chase said, trying to calm her down. He rubbed her back. He was more worried about her then himself. She looked like she was going to hyperventilate. She turned pale as the blood drained from her face. He walked over to the door and opened it. Dylan walked in quickly.

"Mr. Jackson..." Chase trailed off.

"This is unbelievable!" Dylan said loudly. "The level of unprofessionalism is off the charts here. I have my Chief of Surgery sleeping with an intern. As if that's not bad enough, I find them in the act. While on the clock!" He yelled, stating the obvious.

"Sir, I know that there is no excuse--" Chase started. Meredith stood there in shock.

"You are damn right! There are rules for a reason!" He yelled. "And you!" He pointed at Meredith. "You are supposed to be working, learning--" He continued. "Your mother would die!" He yelled at her, shaking his head. "This will not go unpunished! I have to figure out-- There is protocol. I have to think about this. I need to figure out what we must do. Dr. Grey, I want you out of the hospital right now. Go home. I will call you tonight. There will be a meeting tomorrow. If I hear of any contact between the two of you-- Unbelievable!" He said, frazzled.

"Um, do I need to talk to Dr. Bailey?" She asked, scared for her life.

"I will speak to your resident. I do not want this getting out. Neither of you will speak to anyone about this! Now go..." He bends down and picks something up. "Dr. Grey?"

"Yes, Sir?" She asked sheepishly.

"I believe these are yours." He said, handing her a pair of lacy panties. She grabbed them, shoved them in her pocket, and walked out, looking down. She shut the door, not even noticing the nurse scurrying away from the door quickly.

Oh my God. I knew this would happen. I'm going to lose my job. I am screwed and it's no one's fault but my own. What the hell was I thinking. And it wasn't even on the sofa, it was on his desk. And it was dirty, and oh my God. I will be lucky if I can get a job anywhere. And Chase. All that he has worked for will be out the window. What am I going to do?

Meredith walked quickly down the hall. She didn't look at anyone she was passing. She almost felt as if anyone would be able to read it in her eyes. All of her secrets could be seen. She bumped into a cart of supplies. Boxes of gloves, gauze and bandages went flying everywhere. She was shaking so badly, she could barely pick them up. Izzie, George and Cristina all watched from the nurses station. Finally Cristina took pity on her and walked over and helped.

"God you are a klutz!" Cristina laughed. She looked at Meredith. Meredith was pale, she had tears rimming her eyes. "Are you okay?" Cristina said with a worried tone. Meredith didn't answer, she just kept throwing boxes on the shelf quickly. He whole body started to tremble. "Meredith!" Cristina shouted. Meredith jumped and looked up. "Are you okay?"

"No." She said with a voice full of dread. "I am not."

"What's wrong?" Cristina asked. She knew it was serious.

"I can't say. I have to go." Meredith said as she threw the last box on the shelf and took off at a quick walk.

"No, I am your person!" Cristina said, following her. They passed Dr. Bailey.

"Grey, I need you in the pit." Dr. Bailey said. Meredith kept walking. "Grey!" She yelled. "What the hell is wrong with that damn fool?" She pondered. She then yelled at George to get to the pit. Meredith flew open the locker room door and shoved everything from the locker into her bag. and threw it over her shoulder. She didn't even bother changing out of her scrubs. Cristina stood in front of her and held her shoulders.

"What the hell is going on?" She shouted. Meredith started to shake.

"I screwed up. We were caught." She said, walking towards the door. "I am going to lose my job."

"Caught? Doing what?" Cristina asked. "Damn-it Meredith! Just tell me."

"Fine." She stopped in her tracks and started talking as quickly as she could. "I met Chase at his office for sex. Hot sex. We were on his desk. It was dirty. Dirty sex. Chase was in the middle of-- you know, and the Chief of Staff walked in and caught us. In the act. Right at the wrong time. The door was locked... He had a key, he caught us. He's pissed. There is going to be a meeting tomorrow. I am going to lose my job. I am screwed. Not to mention Mr. Jackson had to hand me my panties. So, anyway, it was nice knowing you. I'm sure you will be a great surgeon." She walked out the door, not even waiting for Cristina's response.

Meredith walked out of the locker room like she was on fire. She couldn't take the elevator. She couldn't be trapped with anyone right now. She felt like a caged wild animal. She felt like everything was out of control. She felt like she couldn't stop the turmoil. She quickly opened the door to the stairwell and began running down the stairs as fast she she could. She got to the second floor and the door opened. It was Derek.

"Shit!" She said as she kept going.

"Shit? What do you mean, shit?" He said feeling offended. He was now following her. "Meredith." She kept going. "Did I do something wrong?"

"No. I have to--" She stammered. "I have to go..." She said quickly. She opened the door to the stairwell and walked out. Derek watched her as she darted to her car. What the hell is wrong? He asked himself.

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"What the hell is wrong with her?" Izzie asked Cristina as they both watched Meredith run out the front entrance.

"Nothing. She's fine." Cristina said quickly.

"She doesn't look fine!" Izzie said with a worried look on her face.

"Izzie, don't worry about it, okay?" Cristina said harshly. The both leaned over the railing not speaking. Derek walked up next to them.

"Is Dr. Grey okay?" He asked, with a concerned look on his face. He looked Izzie in the eyes, she didn't know anything. He then looked Cristina in the eyes. She knew. She knew exactly what was going on.

"I don't know." Said Izzie. "She was completely freaked out!"

"She is fine." Cristina said, sounding more confident then she felt. "She will be fine."

"Will be?" Derek and Izzie asked in unison.

"Is. She is. I have to go." Cristina said nervously as she walked away.

"What the hell is going on?" Derek asked.

"Your guess is as good as mine!" Izzie answered. They both just stared at Cristina as she walked away.

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Meredith walked in the front door. She had no idea what to do. She had to figure it out. She had no idea what Mr. Jackson was going to tell Dr. Bailey or the others. What was she going to tell them? What would she tell her friends? She was so screwed. She jumped right into the shark filled water. She knew she was playing with fire. Derek warned her. She tried. She told Chase it was over. She caved. She caved and now she was screwed. She began pacing back and forth by the front door. She couldn't take it. She couldn't take the stress. She was in a trance, she wasn't even there anymore, her mind was somewhere else. She kept playing it over and over in her head. She paced for hours. She didn't even notice Izzie and George walk in. They stopped and stared at their friend.

"Mer." Izzie said in shock. "Meredith!" She yelled. Meredith stopped pacing and looked at them. "Mer, are you okay?" Izzie said with concern.

"You guys need to stay in the house. When I'm gone, you need to stay. My mother will let you. You just need to make sure you pay all of the bills. You deserve to be here, even when I'm gone..." She trailed off.

"What's going on?" George asked with a worried face.

"Oh my God! Are you dying?" Izzie said, tearing up.

"No!" Meredith snapped. "No. I am not dying. I am fine. I am fine!" She said more for her own sanity. She started thinking about what had happened. A wave of nausea washed over her. She took off running to the bathroom. She immediately vomited into the toilet. She couldn't stop. She sat down and leaned against the wall. She closed her eyes and moaned.

"Meredith. Are you okay?" George asked with worry.

"Please, George. Just let me be." She said with a voice sounding as if she had given up. She heard him walk away. She closed her eyes. She sat there for hours. Finally her phone rang, It was Chase.

"Chase..." She said. She was worried about what was going to happen to him.

"Meredith. I talked to Mr. Jackson. I think it will be okay. I think he is going to let it slide." He said, sounding relieved.

"Really?" She said with a soft voice.

"I think so." He replied. "I'm so sorry. This is all my fault."

"No, It's my fault too." She said, trying to make him feel better.

"I pushed you. I pursued you." He said.

"I let you." She replied with a slight smile.

"I think I need to stay home tonight." He told her, sound regretful.

"I think that is a good idea." She sighed, as she climbed to her feet.

"Meredith." He started. "I love you."

"I love you too. Goodnight." She said quietly.

"Goodnight." He returned, and hung the phone up.

Meredith quickly went up the stairs and shut the door. She sighed. She made it there without being questioned by her friends. She went in her bathroom and started a bath. She quickly undressed and laid herself down it the hot water. She laid her head back and closed her eyes. She was just starting to relax when her cellphone rang. She reached over and grabbed it. She dreaded this call.

"Hello?" She said softly.

"Dr. Grey, this is Dylan Jackson." He said sternly.

"Yes?" She answered. This man held her fate in his hands.

"I expect you to report to work at your scheduled time. I will have you in my office by nine a.m. for a meeting. Your resident was told that you had received some bad news and had to leave early. It is up to you what you tell her. I will see you in the morning Dr. Grey." He said. The line went dead. What did this mean? She laid her head back and closed her eyes.

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Meredith has gotten herself into quite a jam here. Not good!