A few hours later Andrew gets back. He takes me into the kitchen and hands me a cup of coffee. I move it to the side ends don't drink it.
"Andrew, why are you doing this. Why am I here?" I ask.
"Because you're mine," he says.
"I have a life. I can't just sit here and do nothing. I have work and if I don't go I'm going to lose my job," I say.
"You can get back to that later," he says.
"How soon is later?" I ask.
"Not now Meredith. I have to make a phone call," He says before leaving the room.
****
It's the end of the day. Cristina picked up the kids while I'm still here with Andrew.
Thankfully he's placed me in the guest bedroom so I don't have to sleep with him.
I turn to my side and try to get some rest. I hear the door open but I'm too tired to go look who it is.
I continue to try and fall asleep until the door swings open. "I think we found her, officer Shepherd," I hear one of them but I'm too tired to move.
I roll onto my side and hope they're not real. "and she seems to be asleep," I hear them say again. "We'll have to carry out," they say as I start to hear footsteps coming toward me.
I tell myself they're all just a dream and go back to sleep. I hear the footsteps get louder before the covers get pulled off me.
I feel someone lift me up and carry me out of the room. I know it's not Derek because he's in France. I lay my head against his chest. he carries me out of the room and I suddenly feel the cold air.
I feel myself get placed into a car and someone with a leather glove pushes my hair out of my face before the door close. I hear more doors close, the car start, and then drive away. I don't know what happens next because I fell asleep.
****
the car suddenly comes to a stop. "Alright, we're here. you take her inside the building, while I go get the bastard," he says.
"you're calling him bastard now?" the other one asks. "Well, you won't let us call him by his real name, so yes," he says.
one gets out of the car and opens my door. he lifts me out of the car and carries me somewhere. "where are we going?" I ask into his chest. I feel his vest under my head.
"When did you wake up?" he asks kissing my head.
"I don't know, I've been half awake and half asleep for a while," I say.
"I'm going to take you into my office and I'm going to keep you there until everything's okay," he says.
"I'm not sure how my boyfriend in France will feel about this," I say.
"I'm sure he'll be fine about it," he says. he takes me into the building. I fall asleep again before I wake up as he sets me down on the couch.
I move a bit to get comfortable before relaxing.
"so this boyfriend of yours... he just left you here alone knowing there was a man that wanted you and would do crazy things to have you?" he says as he sits at his desk.
"I guess, but he's good, very good. he had something important in France and he had to go. he's good at his job like that," I say keeping my eyes closed.
"he thought his job was more important than you?" he says.
"yes, I guess. but no, it was important and he had to leave very soon so that might be why, he didn't have the time to think about it before leaving," I say.
"you must really love this guy if you're defending his stupid behaviour," he says.
"not the point," I say.
"Is he good?" he asks.
"good at what?" I mumble into the pillow.
"in bed," he says.
"he's great," I say.
"I'm sure I could much better, bury my cock deep inside you and you would never think of him again," he says with dominance in his voice.
"Okay, what is your problem with my boyfriend that you've never met?" I ask sitting up and opening my eyes.
"come over here," he says.
"No, I don't trust you," I say.
"Meredith, just come here," he says.
"you're not supposed to know my name," I say getting up.
I walk over to him and stand next to him. "what?" I ask opening my eyes again after I closed them. my vision is blurry and I can't tell who he is or what he looks like.
I blink a lot before my vision goes back to normal. I look at his face and notice something. "Look at me, I need to look at your face," I say. he looks at me for a few seconds before it hits me. I walk around the desk and look at the name on the desk.
"When did you get back from France?!" I say, jumping on his lap and wrapping my arms around his neck and hugging him tightly.
"I told you I was coming back, you didn't believe me?" he chuckles.
"I thought you were just saying that because you were mad," I kiss his cheek pulling away and kissing him on the lips.
"I was, and I am. I'm going to kill that asshole," he says. "No, stay here, I want you to stay here," I put my hands on his cheeks and kiss him deeply.
"Alright, I'll stay here. but I'm going to get someone to kill him for me," I say. "so that was you talking in the car?" I ask pulling away. "Well, which part?" he asks, moving my knees to sit beside both his legs.
"were you the driver or the other guy?" I ask. "the driver," he says.
"Okay, so then you're the one who wouldn't let anyone call Andrew by his name and made them call him bastard instead," I say.
"yes, that would be me," he says.
"so did you carry me out of the house?" I ask.
"yes, that was me as well," he nods as he keeps his hands on my thighs.
"Thank you for saving me," I smile.
"you're welcome, I knew going to France was a bad idea," he says kissing me.
"I missed you," I say pulling away for a second and kissing him again.
"I missed you, too, a lot," he says kissing my cheek and down to my neck.
he sucks all around my chest before there's a knock at the door. he groans into my chest. "come in," he says.
the door opens and a woman walks in. "Oh! sorry, I didn't mean to- they've got An-him and they wanted me to notify you," she says.
"Okay," he says. she continues to stand there.
"you can go now," he says. she nods before leaving.
"she's cute," I giggle.
"really? haven't noticed," he smiles sucking on my chest again.
"you look hot. why do you look hot?" I ask.
"I was coming to see you," he says against my chest. he took off his vest and is now wearing his uniform. black dress pants and a large white button-up with his utility belt.
"Is this new?" I ask. "is what new?" he asks. "your uniform," I say. "it's the same. it's the same but I bought them new because the other ones were getting old. but the shirt size is a larger size," he says.
"Derek! did you gain weight in France?" I tease holding his shoulders. he lifts his head from my chest and glares at me.
"I'm kidding. but I didn't know you were still growing," I giggle kissing his neck.
"mostly my arms," he says. "I noticed, you were in France for like a few weeks how'd your arms get bigger in that time?" I ask as I squeeze his biceps.
"they were getting bigger when I was here and they grew a bit more in France and you didn't notice when I was here so now it surprises you because- you understand what I'm trying to say, right?" he asks.
"yes, I do. and you look hot, much hotter than you did when you left," I kiss him. again. "do you still feel sick?" he asks.
"um, not really. a did for a bit but not much anymore," I kiss him again.
"Meredith, are you sure?" he asks.
"yes, I'm sure. I have a doctor's appointment in a few days," I say. "that bad?" he asks rubbing his hand up and down my back.
"a little, just want to make sure it's not cancer," I shrug and kiss him again.
the kiss gets heated up and he lifts me up and takes me over to the couch.
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