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Meredith was up most of the night. She fell asleep for and hour, then woke up in a cold sweat. Her clothes were completely wet. She wasn't sure if it was the pain of the nightmares that had woken her up. She couldn't get the vision of Brian out of her head. He was vaporized. She would have never believed that that really happened, if she hadn't seen it. She shifted her body, and the pain was immense. Derek jerked awake as he heard her moan. He looked over and saw the look of pain on her face.

"Are you okay?" He asked her worriedly. She clenced her jaw.

"I'm fine." She said as she breathed shallowly.

"No, you're not." He said, unconvinced. "When was the last time you took a pain pill?" He asked her.

"Oh, a long time ago." She said quickly.

"Honestly?" He asked, cocking his head to the side.

"Fine, like an hour and a half ago." She said with a pathetic sigh.

"They should have kicked in by now." He told her. "How bad is the pain, one to ten."

"Um, eight, I guess." She asnwered. "When I don't move."

"You need to go back to the hospital." He stated as he rolled out of bed.

"No. I just got out of that hell-hole." She spat. "I am not going back."

"Get up. You need to at least get some sleep. Come on, a little morphine, a little sleep." He said, turning on his charms.

"Derek..." She moaned.

"It's okay to admit you couldn't do it." He said as he helped her out of the bed.

She didn't talk the whole way there. He was right, she did need to go back. But she really didn't want to. And now she was going to get teased mercilessly by her peers, she was sure of it. Derek pulled into the parking lot, and went over to help her out. Of course Miranda Bailey and Alex Karev were on call. She was not a surgical case, but since she was related to the Chief, they gave her special treatment and snuck her into a room on the surgical floor.

"So you couldn't handle it, huh?" Alex asked as he took her stats. She rolled her eyes. "It's okay. You weren't ready to go home. Everyone knew it. If you weren't such a damn whiner." He stated with a cocky smile.

"Shut up and give me morphine." She demanded loudly. Derek gave Alex a 'you better do it or she'll kill you' look.

"Okay." He said quickly as he walked out of the room. Miranda and Alex came back in together.

"Now you, are a damn fool!" Miranda said loudly. "And you are brainless!" She said, pointing to Derek. "She wasn't ready to go home!"

"Just give me the morphine." Meredith said quickly.

Miranda set up her i.v. and left the room. Derek sat in the chair and watched Meredith quickly drift off to sleep. He laid his head back, and closed his eyes. Meredith woke up in the middle of the night and saw Derek sitting in the chair.

"Hey! Hey you." She shouted. His eyes opened quickly.

"Are you okay?" He asked her as he walked to her side.

"Get you ass in bed with me." She said quickly. "I want McDreamy next to me when I McDream sweet McDreams." She said.

"You are high." He said with a chuckle. She closed her eyes and drifted back to sleep.

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Meredith woke up to the light being flashed on. She heard the voices of her friends chiming in. She groaned and closed her eyes. She heard them talking and moving around. Derek crawled out of bed and stood at her side.

"It's too damn early." Meredith moaned, covering her face with the pillow.

"How are you feeling this morning, Grey?" Miranda asked.

"I am wonderful. I am wonderfully wonderful and great." She said with a giggle, as she scratched her nose.

"So our morphine is good?" Miranda asked.

"Wonderful." Meredith stated. "And great."

"How is your pain?" Izzie asked.

"It was gone until you all came in. I had McDreamy next to me." She said as she raised her eyebrows.

"Okay then." Izzie said quickly.

"In fact, I think I could have sex, right now. I'm feeling pretty good." Meredith said, looking over at Derek who quickly looked at the wall.

"Oh God!" George responded grabbing his head.

"Well, Mer. I'd say the last thing you need to do is have sex with your boss in the hospital." Cristina said sarcastically. Meredith laughed.

"I already did that." Meredith giggled. "I got caught." She said putting her finger to her lips, as if she was telling a secret.

"I can't hear you talk about your sex life with my bosses'" Miranda said uneasily.

"Actually he was my boss', boss' boss." Meredith said shaking her head. "And your boss', boss."

"So you are moving down the ladder." Alex chimed in with a laugh.

"Oh, no not down. Definitely up. Way up. Like out of this world up. Like six orgasms a night up. He does this thing--" She said with a smile. Derek turned a deep shade of red.

"Oh no!" Miranda yelled. "I can't hear this. I don't want to hear this." Derek gave her a pleading look. "We're leaving."

"Aren't you going to stay for the show?" Meredith said with a laugh.

"What show?" Cristina asked with a confused look.

"Derek is going to strip for me. Aren't you?" She look over as she asked.

"Um--I think I have patients..." Derek said as he rushed out of the room with the group.

"And I want porn." She shouted. "They prescribe that for pain!"

"Wow." George said.

"No kidding." Derek quickly said back.

"You need to control that woman." Miranda said, shaking her head.

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"Hello, Meredith." Richard said as he walked in.

"Hi there, Dr. Webber." She laughed. "Dr. Webber, like a web. Are you related to spiderman?" She asked. He glanced over at Derek, who shook his head.

"No, Meredith I am not related to spiderman." He said with a chuckle. "So how are you feeling?" He asked her.

"Great. Like Tony the tiger, except, I'm greeeat." She said loudly.

"That's good, Meredith." He returned.

"So is my mother locked in her cage?" She asked him.

"Nope. I let her out this morning." He said with a light chuckle.

"That was a mistake." Meredith responded.

"Well, I just wanted to check on you." He looked over at Derek, who nodded. "I'm going to go. You need your rest..." He said as he walked out like he was on fire.

She and Derek made light conversation for a while. Everyone was staying away from her. She either insulted them or embarrassed them. Even the nurses were bartering on who would go in and check on her. It had become a chore. Her friends were avoiding her. She told George he was a wimp. She told Alex that Izzie told her he was having problems in the bedroom. She told Cristina that she loved her, which made her almost vomit. And she told Izzie that she wanted to see her boobs.

"So, how are you feeling?" Addison said as she walked in.

"Good. I think everyone is avoiding me." Meredith said sadly.

"Why is that?" Addison asked as she sat down.

"Don't know." Meredith said with a giggle.

"Where's Derek?" Addison said, looking around the empty room.

"I sent him to get me ice cream." Meredith said. "I think he's been gone a long time. Probably avoiding. He won't strip for me!" She moaned.

"Strip?" Addison choked. "Now that is funny."

"So how are the vaginas today?" Meredith said loudly.

"Um, good." Addison said hesitantly.

"Man I would kill for a surgery." Meredith laughed.

"You would kill if you did surgery right now." Addison laughed.

"Why?" Meredith asked.

"I have never seen anyone act so silly on morphine." Addison chuckled.

"I am not acting silly, Assiden, Addison." She said, shaking her head. "I'm bored. T.V. sucks. Hey maybe I could watch a surgery in the gallery?" She asked.

"Yeah, I don't think so. Besides, I think that is where everyone is hiding from you." Addison said with a laugh. Derek walked in. "Oh look, Derek is here with your ice cream. I think I'll go." She said as she left quickly.

"What took you so long?" Meredith asked.

"I was only gone a few minutes." He said, as he opened the container of ice cream. She grabbed it out of his hand, and tried to eat it, but the cast on her hand was making it difficult.

"Here, let me help." He said as he grabbed it from her. He grabbed a spoonful and fed it to her.

"I love you." She said with a funny giggle.

"I love you too, Mer." He returned. He leaned in and kissed her on the head.

Meredith stayed in the hospital for two days. By then, everyone was ready to be rid of her. She went from a embarrassment, to being grouchy. Her pain was going away, and so was the morphine. Derek worked a little during the days she was in the hospital, so that he could take off when she was home. She was overjoyed when they pulled back down the driveway to the trailer. They took the day slowly, not doing much of anything

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Meredith awoke and slowly rolled out of the side of the bed and walked into Derek's small kitchen. She grabbed her bottle of pain pills and threw one into her mouth. She rubbed her neck, and sighed.

"What are you doing?" Derek said softly as he walked up from behind and gently wrapped his arms around her.

"I was having some pain." Meredith returned.

"You are soaked. Are you okay?" He asked as he turned her around.

"I'm fine. Bad dream. I need to take a shower." She said as she grabbed some clothes out of her bag and started to strip.

"Do you need help?" He asked. He shuddered as he looked at the large amount of bruising over her body.

"I think I will be alright." She responded as she opened the shower door and walked in slowly.

She was so overwhelmed at the moment. She wished she was at home with her bathtub. There she could soak. Even the water falling on her back felt like a harsh driving rain. Her legs were weak, she didn't even want to stand. She scrubbed her body roughly. She wanted to scrub off what she imagined was body spray from Brian. It made her sick, just thinking about it. She pushed the thought out of her head and rinsed off. When she opened the door, Derek was standing there with a soft robe.

"Thank you." She almost whispered as she walked toward him. "Is it nice outside?" She asked.

"It's pretty warm." Derek answered.

"I think I am going to sit outside for awhile." She told him.

She walked out and sat in the chair. The stars were brilliant. She had never seen them so clear. They reflected off of the water, just like a mirror. She just stared into the night. She wasn't sure what to do. So much had happened, it made her reflect on her life. She wished she hadn't wasted so much of it. Derek sat down next to her and handed her a glass of water. She laid her head on his shoulder and sighed. They sat there for a long time before she spoke.

"He was there, Derek. He was there, and then he was gone." She said in disbelief.

"I know, Mer. I'm so sorry." He said.

"You don't understand Derek, he was a good guy." Meredith said quietly.

"A good guy?" Derek asked. "Good guys don't take people hostage, Meredith."

"He had to. You don't understand. He had to. He didn't have a choice. He just wanted to see his daughter." She said a little more loudly.

"There are other ways." Derek said simply.

"He wasn't going to hurt me. He wasn't a killer. He didn't have a mean bone in his body." She argued.

"Then why did he hold a gun to your head?" Derek asked. He wished he hadn't. Now she was getting upset.

"I can't talk to you about this." She said simply.

She jumped up. Her body hurt, but she ignored it as she walked into the trailer. She threw on a tee shirt and climbed into bed. Several minutes later she felt Derek climb into bed next to her. She spooned himself against her and sighed.

"I'm sorry, Mer." He whispered. "I wasn't there. I don't have the right to judge."

"You don't" She stated as she rolled over and faced him. "You are just being a protective ass. Mr. Protective."

"Yes, I am." He answered. "If I had been there. If I had requested you... Maybe it wouldn't have happened."

"Maybe it wouldn't have. We will never know. But you couldn't do anything, Derek." She said softly.

She put her hand on his face and pulled him in for a kiss. He slid his tongue into her mouth gently. Their tongue's dance softly. Derek pulled her in closely. She could feel his erection through his boxers. Just thin fabric separating them from what they both wanted so badly. The kiss ended as they both came up for air.

"I think this is the first time I am going to have to refuse sex." She said with a slight giggle.

"You are definitely not ready." He said assertively.

"God, I wish I was." She said with a soft moan.

"As do I." He responded as he laid his head back on the pillow.

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Meredith woke up to the sound of her cellphone ringing. She looked over and saw that Derek was already out of the bed. She couldn't get up. Her body wouldn't let her. She felt like she would break apart if she did. It rang again and she yelled at it to shut up. She heard the shower door open, and Derek walked into the bedroom. She looked at him standing there in his towel.

"Are you going to answer it?" Derek asked as he looked at her.

"I can't get up. I am tired, and I don't give a shit." She spat.

"I'll answer it if you want." He suggested.

"Fine. Whatever. But I don't want to talk." She said as she covered her head with the blanket. He grabbed her phone and answered it.

"Hello?" He said as he flipped the phone open.

"You aren't my favorite sanitary engineer..." Drew said jokingly.

"What?" Derek said in shock. He walked outside. "Did you just call my girlfriend a garbage man?"

"It's an inside joke." He said with a laugh. "Why the hell are you answering Mer's phone?" He asked questioningly.

"Why are you calling my girlfriend's phone?" Derek asked.

"We are friends. Wait, did you say girlfriend?" Drew asked in shock.

"Yes I did." Derek said happily. "She told me she loved me." Derek boasted.

"That's great, man. So where is she?" Drew asked.

"She is sleeping." Derek said.

"Aww. Too much sex?" He asked with a laugh.

"More like too much being hurled at a wall." Derek retorted frankly.

"What the hell do you mean?" Drew said with concern.

"There was an explosion at the hospital." Derek explained.

"I thought I heard someone talking about that. Something about hostages and bombs." He answered.

Derek talked to Drew for over and hour. He told him all about what had happened. Drew was worried about her. He and Meredith had become somewhat close. She talked to him several times a week. Derek felt a tiny bit of jealously, but he would never let either of them know it. After he hung up the phone, he went in only to find her sleeping peacefully. He smiled. He was just happy to have her there.

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We had to have a 'Mer on Morphine' experience...Right? Thanks for reading!