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Derek's eyes darken and he looks really angry. "You make out with patients now?"

"What? Are you jealous?"

Derek says through a clenched jaw, "I don't get jealous!"

Meredith asked sweetly, "They why are you yelling?"

He looked around and lowered his voice.[i] No one was paying any attention to them anyway.[/i] "What the hell are you doing?"

Meredith replied defensively," He just grabbed me and kissed me Derek. I didn't kiss him back."

Derek's eyes darkened and he hissed, "Sure! Some stranger is going to just kiss you without any encouragement? You seem to like foreign guys. You won't even let me hold your fucking hand in this hospital!"

Meredith scowled at him and said loudly, "All the more reason why you should know it's something that just happened without my consent or encouragement! Jesus. You don't even know me!"

"And whose fault is that?"

Meredith threw the flimsy paper in the trash angrily and said, "I'm not having this conversation with you now. Not at work!"

Derek ran his hand through his hair and said, "Yeah. I get it. Just push me away and avoid. That's what you do!"

Meredith put her hands on her hips and said, "You ass!"

Just as Derek started closing the space between them, Dr. Bailey rapped on the glass and stood in the doorway.

"What do you fools think you are doing? I can hear you! Patients can hear you! This is a hospital, not speed dating. Shepherd. Get back to your John Doe. Grey. Get my patient up to x-ray. You two stay away from each other the rest of the day or you won't see the inside of an OR for a month! Move it!"

Derek and Meredith glared at each other and walked in opposite directions.

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Derek walks back to another exam room where Mark is monitoring their patient.

Mark says, "It's been fifty-five minutes. Bailey said if he doesn't respond to these tests in the next five hours we call time of death."

Distracted Derek asks, "How's he doing?"

"He's corked. If he wasn't on the machines....."

Derek checks the chart and says, "He's breathing. He has a heartbeat."

Mark says, "Look at his EEG. There's no higher brain function. I wish he'd just go into the light already so we can get on another case. A surgical case."

Derek glares at Mark.

Mark shrugs and says, "Oh, I'm the devil because I'd rather be in surgery instead of standing watch over the death squad? It's depressing."

Derek looks through the patients clothes. "Look at his sneakers. They are brand new. Somebody sewed this tear in his shirt and he has one of those hotel electronic key cards. He belongs to someone. An hour ago, he was out there alive. Maybe the police can help with the key card. We can try to see what stores his clothes came from."

Mark looked closely at Derek and asked, "Dude. You are going to get wrinkles sooner rather than later. What is up with the face?"

Derek clenched his jaw and said harshly, "I saw a patient kissing Meredith."

Mark frowned and asked, "Was she kissing him back?"

Derek admitted, "I don't know. I don't think so. It happened so fast I just saw red. It was all I could do to not run out after the guy and pummel his ass!"