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oncetherewasaway	Dec 27 2007, 01:33 PM
McEditor Posts: 1,625 Group: .Grey Girls. Member #23 Joined: October 25, 2006	Disclaimer: http://www.thesun.co.uk/sol/homepage/showb...ticle393180.ece ...watch that. Paddy is a funny funny man. If we owned Grey's Anatomy we'd probably cash in on that funniness more often. Derek smiled to himself as he sipped at his wine before putting it down to grab some books from a box. Medical texts that were years ahead of the ones he had kept on his bookcases for years. Which probably meant he should just toss his and use Meredith's when he needed them. Or well theirs he guessed. Everything was now theirs. The house and everything in it now belonged to both of them. She sat across from him, her head buried in another box, her wine resting between her crossed legs. She was wearing one of his t-shirts that had, at some point, become her t-shirt and a pair of sweats, her hair pulled back in a messy ponytail. He had seen her in the outfit a million times, but somehow, something about the fact that she was unpacking her stuff made it all that much more amazing. He still couldn't believe that this was actually happening. He had spent months chasing her, months sleeping with her all over the hospital because it was all he could get and he figured that would be enough. But it certainly wasn't. It felt like it was and part of him had wanted it to be. But the fact that they were unpacking stuff in their bedroom, about to go to sleep in their bed was so much "I really should have gotten rid of stuff," Meredith pulled her head out of the box, reaching for her wine glass. "No, it's okay," Derek shook his head quickly. "We'll make it all fit in the house." "I just...I have a lot of crap," she groaned. "I put stuff in storage and I still have...it's juts a lot of crap." "Mer...it's okay," he smiled. "I'm personally happy for the new text books." "I think that makes you a dork," she giggled. "No, I think it makes me a surgeon that likes updated books," he laughed. "A dork." "Fine, I'm a dork. And you love a dork." "I guess," she sighed dramatically, reaching for the books. "And you can't read the neuro text." "Why not?" "You just...can't." "Mer...I'm a neurosurgeon, it's the one I'd most likely need. Why can't I read it?" "Because...you can't." "Unless you actually give me a reason I'm going to look." "Too advanced." "The textbook is too advanced for me?" "Yes," she nodded quickly, reaching for it. "Mer, I could write a textbook if I wanted to." "Yeah...that's the problem," she sighed. "What's the problem?" he frowned. "Derek..." she groaned and then nodded. "Why do you think everyone knows who you are? Why do you think I was freaking out over you being my boss and wanting to work under...with you?" "Because I'm a genius." "And that is why you can't read the textbook." "Give it to me." "No," she giggled, holding it close to her chest. "I'm obviously in it, let me see." "You are not going to see. And I did not say you were in it." "You did. Why can't I see it? Did you draw hearts around my name?" "No," Meredith grimaced. "Who does that? Seriously. That's...I really think that makes me want to vomit." "Well unless you show me proof you didn't I'm going on the assumption you did and now you're embarrassed." "Derek...there's almost an entire chapter covering one of your surgeries." "Seriously?" "And this is why you can't look," she nodded. "So in med school you get to learn about how big of genius I am?" "Oh god," she groaned. "People actually use me as an example to teach other doctors." "They obviously are high on something." "Oh you were impressed. You read the chapter and wished you could be as cool as me." "No, I read the chapter and thought I could top you any day of the week," she smirked, taking another sip of her wine. "Which is actually exactly what I love most," he breathed. "What?" she looked up from her box. "You're not at all impressed by me and what I've accomplised." "Because I know you're really an idiot." "You're not with me to advance your carreer, you're not with me to get in on cool surgeries. You just...love me." "Well...the cool surgeries are a bonus," she giggled. "Mer...you're only a resident so you don't really know what it's like but...it's something. You love me...not the man in your text." "The man in my text sounded old and stuffy," she said, opening the book and handing it to him. "As you're apparently a pioneer." "I am," he grinned proudly, skimming over the pages. "Wow." "Wow?" "I've been published a lot, Mer. But being in a textbook and being talked about in classes is different. You did talk about me in class, right?" "Yes, we talked about you in class," Meredith rolled her eyes. "I'm going to need details." "No." "Please?" "Derek...it was the surgery. Not you." "Still...I'm sure I was called amazing at least once." "You weren't." "Seriously?" he frowned. "Seriously." "That's hurts. I'm obviously amazing...look at this." "I'm going to burn that book." "You can't." "I can and I will." "But then what will we use to study?" "Fine. I'll tear out those pages." "But what if I need to study those pages?" "It's your surgery." "And?" "If you don't know it by now, I'll write the publisher of the textbook and tell them you're a fraud." "I like looking at it," he frowned. "Finish unpacking the box." "You know when you start getting published all over I won't let you look at it." "I don't have an arrogance problem, nor will I be published all over," she pointed out, her head going into her box again. "How do you know you won't be published all over?" "I just...do," she sighed. "I really need to get rid of some crap." "It might actually be a good idea," he laughed. "You said we'd be able to fit it all into the house." "Well...you have a lot." "So do you." "We'll figure it out." "We will," she nodded, taking another sip of wine before stretching. "Tired?" "Hmmm," she nodded. "We can finish this in the morning if you want." "Working," she groaned. "We'll have to finish it when I get home from work." "Can do," he nodded, getting up off the floor. "Moving sucks," she sighed as she stood up, grabbing the book off the floor and tossing it back into the box. "No it doesn't," he smiled widely. "You're stuck with me now." "Okay, the process of moving sucks," she corrected, finishing off her wine. "I'll give you that one," he sighed. "It took you forever to unpack," she smiled, falling onto the bed. "And now you're doing it all over again." "I am hoping to god this doesn't take as long," he laughed, climbing into the bed beside her. "I don't have that much stuff," she giggled, curling up next to him, her head on his chest, her legs tangled in his. "No you don't," he sighed, running his fingers through her hair. "I mean, a lot of stuff but...it won't take that long," she promised, nuzzling his chest as her arms went around his waist. "Don't worry about it, Mer. This is your home. I want you to feel like it is." "Meaning..." "All your crap should be here. And treat it like it's home. It's not mine and Hannah's home anymore...it's all of ours." "I don't think you really mean all my crap." "I think I do." "A lot of my crap is in storage." "Well...eventually we should sort through that." "Eventually," she sighed. "Right now...no more boxes. Boxes are evil and moving...the moving process sucks." "I entirely agree." "So...I'm here," she breathed. "You're here." "It's kind of..." she trailed off, chewing on her lower lip. "It's actually really big and huge and...I'm here. Living with you." "It's big. It's actually huge." "But good," she murmured, nuzzling his chest. "Really, really good. And crazy." "It's amazing," he breathed. "Crazy." "Insane." "Oh you don't think it's crazy or insane," she rolled her eyes. "You were totally all about it being normal and right and...you've been planning it for ages." "I have been," he murmured. "But there was a time when I didn't think this would ever happen." "Sex only?" she sighed. "Yeah." "Sex only was fun though," she attempted to joke. "It was," he sighed. "But I like this a lot more." "Me too." "Good." She nuzzled closer into his chest, his fingers finding their way to the ponytail holder and then pulling it out. His fingers played with her blonde waves, gently curling them around his fingers as she cuddled close, her arms tightening around him. His lips fell to the top of her head and she turned her head up to capture them, kissing him deeply. "Love you," she breathed. "Love you too," he murmured against her lips. "Door closed?" she breathed, rolling over onto him. "Closed it already," he whispered. "All the way right?" she giggled. "Because last time it was open a crack..." "All the way." "Good," she whispered, kissing him again as her fingers worked there way through his curls. "Hmmm..." he moaned. "I thought you were tired." "I am," she nodded. "But it's my first day and...are you tired?" "No." "Good," Meredith nodded, trailing light kisses down his jawline. "We can make love in our bed," he murmured. "In our house," she whispered in between kisses. "Our house," he groaned as his hands travelled below her shirt, smoothing along her stomach. "Der," she breathed as his fingertips brushed the waistband of her sweatpants before reaching for the hem of her shirt and pushing it over her head. "Mer..." he murmured, kissing her lips softly. She pulled his t-shirt over his head and then moved down slightly, pressing kisses and bites down his chest, her fingernails brushing against his skin as she made her way down to his pants. "Derek," she murmured, biting his shoulder eagerly. "Oh..." he groaned, his own hands traveling down her sides and stopping at her pants before pulling them down slowly, letting his fingers trail along her skin as he lowered himself, kissing along her collar bone. Her body buzzed with anticipation as he kissed her, her fingers rushing to pull down his pajama pants. "Derek...please," she pleaded quietly. "Hmmm....no torture tonight," he murmured as he centrered himself over her, ducking his head down to kiss her gently as he thrust himself into her slowly. "Oh god," she moaned, her hips rocking up to meet his slow and gentle thrusts as she kissed him, her fingers playing in the curls at the nape of his neck. "Derek, god." "I love you," he whispered, running a hand along her body, stopping at her breast. He slid gently out of her as he gently squeezed her breast and gently moved back into her as he flicked her nipple with his thumb. "I...god," she gasped, her hips rocking harder against him. Her hands fell to his back, moving her fingernails against the skin as he took the nipple into her mouth and sucked gently, still moving in and out of her. "Der...shit..." "Mer..." he breathed against her erect wet nipple, his hands holding her hips in place as he continued the slow movements. "You said...no...oh god," she moaned, struggling underneath his hands. "I lied," he murmured, before moving the flick his tongue against her other nipple before taking it into his mouth to suck on it gently, his thrusts not changing as he pushed far into her slowly. "Fine," she murmured, her hands moving down to his lower back, pushing him deep into her and then clenching her muscles, holding him in place. "Dirty," he gasped, his body trembling as he strained to move. "You...playing dirty." "Punishing," she corrected breathlessly. "I...oh god," he breathed, as he moved his hand down her body, moving his fingers between them to part her folds and flick at her swollen clit. "Derek!" she screamed and then held her hand up to her mouth, quieting her screams as he rubbed her clit until she released him. Her legs moved around his waist, giving him easier access as he pushed into her again. "Meredith," he groaned, moving his hands to her hips again, holding her still as he moved into her, slightly faster than he had before but still slow and gentle. "You...Der," she moaned, bringing his face up and kissing him hard, her legs tightening around his waist. "Derek, please..." "Not till you...come." "I....please, Derek," she begged as his fingers worked her swollen clit, rubbing urgently as he moved slowly in and out of her. "Der...." "Come for me," he ordered softly as he took her nipple into his mouth again. "Ass," she moaned loudly, her body starting to tighten. "Come..." he breathed, his movements in her staying slow. "Derek...oh god, Der," she gasped, her body curling underneath him as she tightened around him, holding him in place again as the orgasm came over her, shaking her taut muscles. "Der...god...please..." "Mer..." he groaned loudly, as he finally let his pace pick up, gribbing her hips hard as he drove into her, feeling her still trembling around him. "Fuck," she breathed, her hips rocking against his as he thrust harder and faster into her, his hands moving underneath her to her ass, bringing her up against him. "Derek...oh god...oh...Derek!" "Mer...Mer..." he murmured, his hands squeezing her hips hard as he rocked harder into her, losing control of his movements as he kissed her lips hard. "Der...come...oh god," her body tightened around him again, her fingernails pushing into his skin. "Oh fuck," he gasped, his body trembling hard against hers as he felt himself beginning to tighten. "Oh, god oh god," she said again and again, another orgasm coming over her as she tried to find his lips to kiss, her entire body shaking. "Derek...Der..." "Meredith," he moaned, his own body shaking violently as he bucked against her, releasing himself into her. "Oh shit...oh..." she panted, her eyes closing as her chest heaved. "God...oh god," he gasped for breath. "W-wow," she stammered. "You...you..." "God," she gasped, kissing him hard. "Derek..." "Yeah." "Yeah." "Lo...love you," he murmured. "Love you too," she murmured. "Wow." "Definitely," she whispered, wrapping her legs around his, pulling him closer. "Hmmm...sleep...in our bed?" "Please," she murmured, pulling away from him to reach for her shirt. "Definitely," he nodded, grabbing for his own clothes. "Sex in our house is fun," she sighed, falling back onto the bed and curling up against him. "It definitely is," he laughed softly. "Though you're definitely an ass," she giggled, kissing him. "What? Why?" "That was...torture," she whispered as he pulled her close to him, her head resting on his chest. "You loved it," he murmured. "Hmmm," she nodded. "Set the alarm?" "What time?" "I have to be there by six. So...early." "I hate early," he sighed as he reached over to fiddle with the clock. "Me too," she groaned, wrapping her arms around his waist, pulling him back down. "I love you," he whispered as he settled against her. "Love you too," she mumbled. "Night Mer." "Night, Der." Derek let his eyes fall close as he hugged her tightly, enjoying the feel of her head resting on his chest. Happy for the first time ever they were actually both at home. You're my home and together we share this love for us So... IT'S SURPRISE TIME!! Now we all know things might be about to get a little...let's say hard in Seattle Grace Land. There's a very real chance that Derek will think about dating this Lauren person or possibly date this Lauren person. And it will be hard to watch. And will probably involve wine. BUT Meredith and Derek are headed to a good place. They need to go through this to get to that good place. And it is coming. Which is why we have made this thread the place for good juju and good juju only. You all know the rules. And even when it does really start hurting...we're keeping it up. We really are. And we feel that we need to spread the good juju! So I made you some gifts!! Feel free to copy and post into your siggy... i3.photobucket.com/albums/y79/hockeyish/easyworth.jpg and... and yet again feel free to add to your siggy... i3.photobucket.com/albums/y79/hockeyish/road.jpg Just add the [IMG] things and http:// and you are good to go. Add one, add both, use on other boards (but give me credit) and enjoy!! Disclaimer: Alicia and Katie are like the positive juju fairies. Which is a hard job sometimes but someone has to do it. And if we owned the show no one would actually have to do it. Sigh "I'm pretty sure we'll never actually unpack all my stuff," Meredith sighed to Lexie as she took a bite of her salad. "And it's been...I mean, it's great. I love living there. But I have crap and he has crap and there's...there's a lot of crap." "That's usually what happens when two people move in together," Lexie giggled. "Three people," Meredith corrected. "Hannah has crap too." "Doesn't she keep her crap in her room though?" "She's supposed to." "I guess that doesn't actually happen," Lexie nodded. "You three will figure it all out, you're like the world's perfect family or something." "We're definitely not perfect," Meredith rolled her eyes. "I mean, it is great and amazing but Hannah...and you know they're completely into Christmas? Like...entire house decorating and Christmas trees and calendars with chocolate counting down to Christmas Eve. Really, really into Christmas." "Is it driving you crazy?" "Completely. I just...and I can't run or anything. I get sucked into it. I swear it looks like Santa's freakin' village." "You have a six year old, Mer. I'm sure if it was just Derek he'd be a lot more low key about it." "I think he encourages it," Meredith shook her head. "He completely encourages it. He's one of those guys who loves Christmas." "Well...he would be. He's Derek." "Yeah, I know," Meredith grinned widely. "You really seem to be upset about it," Lexie giggled. "Everything's just kind of perfect right now," Meredith giggled. "Like...stupid perfect. Stupid perfect and I keep thinking something's going to explode or something. But it's entirely perfect. Or almost perfect. But good. Really, really good." "Mer...you and Derek, you're not going to explode. I mean...it won't be perfect forever but I don't think you two will have bombs." "I hope not," Meredith sighed. "He's doing that thing again." "What thing?" "The talking about marriage thing." "Well...you did just move in." "Yeah, but we haven't even been dating a year. It's still new and...I mean, things could explode. I could meet his mom and things could completely and totally explode. Which is probably why I haven't met her yet. Not that he's hiding me, he's not. It's just...things could explode and he's talking about marriage and dying together and...I don't know." "Mer...do you want to marry him?" "Lexie..." Meredith groaned, stabbing at her salad. "Too early. Or too fast or...not now. Or...I mean...just too big and scary." "Mer, I'm not asking if you want to marry him tomorrow," Lexie rolled her eyes. "Do you want to marry him one day?" "I...maybe. If...maybe." "Last time you said maybe when it came to Derek Shepherd you told him you loved him the next day." "That was different," Meredith rolled her eyes. "And...okay, I do. I do...one day. But not now and he talks about it and he has this look in his eye and he's really, really bad with the whole going slow thing so...he's probably already gone out and bought the ring or whatever." "Mer, he knows you want slow. Even if he's one hundred percent sure that he'll one day marry you I'm sure he isn't going ring shopping quite yet." "You don't see how he looks and he says things. Ever since Mark proposed to Addie...I should kick his ass." "Derek has wanted that since the day he met you," Lexie sighed. "He goes at your pace, Mer. He always has. The sex only, the...everything has been your pace. He might slip every now and then...so I'm sure you have nothing to worry about." "I'm not worried just...concerned." "Fine, you have nothing to be concerned about. The man loves you desperately." "Which is why I'm concerned. Desperate loving equals ring shopping and proposals with flowers and candles and...stuff." "Have you told him you're not ready for that?" "He knows." "Then he's not about to do anything stupid." "I hope not," Meredith sighed. "He won't. He's just happy to have you living with him," Lexie grinned. "I know. We're both...insanely and stupidly happy. Really happy and he's...and even Hannah's been good." "That's great, Mer." "It is. Completely great and amazing." "Good," Lexie nodded. "Don't worry so much about the marriage thing." "I'm not," Meredith shook her head. "Bigger things to worry about. I mean, if he proposes...bigger things to worry about." "Like what?" "Like the fact he's not really a neat freak but he is...I mean, I'm not a slob, just...he gets this look on his face." "Oh those kind of things," Lexie giggled. "Not funny. He gets all dad-like or whatever. He gets the look on his face that he has whenever Hannah leaves her stuff around." "It's just an adjustment." "It's just weird actually living there," Meredith sighed. "I mean, I've been practically living there for months. But actually living with him is...it's weird." "In a good way?" "In a great way. In a really weird great way. But weird and...you know how we are after fights. Separate corners or whatever." "It's a big enough house to do that in." "Yeah, but then there's going to bed and he's there...we haven't fought yet. We've kind of been floating or whatever. But it's going to happen." "And you'll make it through it," Lexie sighed. "It's not like you actually stay mad at each other that long." "True. He does that whole apologizing thing and then there's make up sex and...I don't think we've actually ever been angry at each other for longer than a day." "So you don't really have a problem." "He's great, Lexie. Probably the world's most perfect man." "Leave it to you to steal him before the rest of us even had a shot." "Don't be jealous," Meredith giggled. "And I'm pretty sure he has a niece around your age. So...hands off." "Old man," Lexie laughed. "Besides...a man has to want to be stolen away to steal them." "I can't believe you just called my boyfriend a old man," Meredith mock-gasped. "He's a hot old man." "He is," Meredith giggled. "Though I should tell him you called him old. See if you get good surgeries." "You wouldn't," Lexie gasped. "I depend on him for good surgeries." "You're the one who called him old." "Not to his face." "To me...his girlfriend. The woman he's madly in love with and wants to marry and die with." "Doesn't mean you have to tell him." "I could." "You wouldn't. I'm your sister. Blood is thicker." "I guess," Meredith sighed dramatically. "Good," Lexie grinned. "But now that I have this knowledge....I can't promise I'll keep it to myself." "What?" "Nothing," Meredith giggled. "Now I don't trust you." "But I'm your sister." "And Derek has a way of getting things out of you." "He kind of does," Meredith laughed. "It's scary and sad." "Sad?" Meredith frowned. "You're so in love with him that he has a very strange power over you." "Okay...that's not...I mean, he doesn't..." she trailed off and then bit her lower lip. "Okay, fine. That is scary and sad." "Exactly," Lexie giggled suddenly looking up and blushing slightly. "What?" Meredith frowned, turning around and looking up to see Alex Karev walking by, smirking at her sister. She turned to look at Lexie whose blush deepened as she looked down at her food. Meredith turned back to Alex, her stomach turning when he winked lewdly. "What...Lexie, what was that?" "Nothing, that wasn't anything," Lexie shook her head quickly. "No, that was definitely...that was Alex Karev and...that was definitely something." "It was nothing," Lexie repeated. "So you and Derek and Hannah, you're good. We should talk about that." "You're definitely not changing the subject," Meredith shook her head. "Are you...you and Alex aren't...oh god, you aren't, right?" "No, of course not, Mer," Lexie rolled her eyes. "I barely remember the last time I was with anyone." "Then what...you blushed, Lexie." "I did not. Ten year olds blush, Meredith." "You blushed." "The stress of the move is affecting your brain waves." "I have not had stress. And you blushed. You actually blushed and he...he winked." "Seriously...get Derek to look at your brain." "Seriously...are you sleeping with Alex?" "I can honestly say I'm not." "But you want to." "Well...umm...no, of course not. He's your friend." "You do!" Meredith groaned. "Lexie..." "Mer, I'm not doing anything," Lexie shook her head. "Lexie, he's Alex. He...he gave George the syph." "Okay...technically Olivia gave George the syph," Lexie giggled. "Okay, but Alex gave Olivia the syph who gave it to George. And it was like...a hospital epidemic which means Alex slept with a lot of people and...he cheated on Izzie with Olivia and...it's wrong, Lexie. He's Alex. He's like...Mark. Only, well, I don't know about worse. Though, I don't think Mark ever spread the syph." "Derek would know. You should go ask him." "You're not getting out of this conversation." "There is no conversation. Besides don't you want to know if Mark every spread the syph." "I...not the point, Lexie. You can't...he's Alex." "I'm not, Mer." "Not now. But...he winked at you. And you blushed." "He winks at everyone." "But you blushed." "Human reaction." "When you want to have sex with someone. Dirty nasty on call room sex." "Well...nothing is going on." "Fine," Meredith sighed. "And there better not be anything going on later. Because I'll kill him." "Nothing...definitely not." "You want him." "I..no, of course not. Syph." "Yeah. Syph. How would you explain the syph to Susan?" "She wouldn't actually have to know." "I would consider it my duty as her...whatever I am...to tell her that you got the syph from the hospital manwhore." "You wouldn't!" Lexie gasped. "I would." "Fine. And I'll tell her about the dirty sex only period of you and Derek." "You did that last year at Thanksgiving." "Oh yeah," Lexie giggled. "Which means I still totally have to get you back for that. And since Alex is Alex...he'll only want dirty sex only and...I'll be forced to tell Susan I had to treat you for the syph." "I hate you." "You love me," Meredith giggled as her pager went off. "Is that Derek?" "It might be," Meredith smiled, looking down at her pager. "You two live together, you'd think this would stop." "What?" "Paging each other constantly at work," Lexie smirked. "Okay, a) he is my boss and I am working with him today, B) it's not for what you think it is and c) he didn't come home until late last night and I had to be here early." "So it could actually be for what I think it's for." "It could be." "Go," Lexie rolled her eyes. "Going," Meredith giggled as she stood. "And you...no sleeping with Alex Karev." "Well there you went and ruined my plans for the rest of the day." "Lexie Grey!" "Kidding." "I'm serious, Lexie. No sleeping with Alex." "Mer, go find Derek." "I'm going," Meredith sighed as she walked away from her sister. Her sister who was definitely flirting with Alex Karev. Or wanting to flirt with Alex Karev. Or wanting to do something with Alex Karev that led to very bad things. Alex wasn't a bad guy. She liked Alex. He was kind of an ass, but she liked him. It was just...Lexie definitely couldn't be flirting with him. Lexie needed a boyfriend, she had to find her McDreamy or whatever. Not that people needed that but Lexie did. She wanted it, it's what she was looking for. And there was no way Alex Karev could be that guy. He was Alex. And he may one day be that guy for someone but certainly not her sister. That was awkward and strange and not about to happen anytime soon. Or ever hopefully. Because it was weird. And it would be really strange if Alex showed up at her family dinners or something. Just...weird. Because Alex was...Alex. He was Alex and he had sex with people and he flirted with people and he spread the syph. Or had spread the syph. She assumed he had actually gotten that treated by now. "About time," Derek's voice greeted her as she walked into his office. "Oh I'm so sorry I didn't get here fast enough," she rolled her eyes. "You're supposed to appear the second I page you," he laughed softly. "Of course I am," she shook her head. "So I have a question, but before I ask it...you didn't page me for work, did you?" "I need you to take Mr. King for some tests in about half an hour but no, just wanted to see you." "Okay," she smiled, falling into a chair. "Has Mark ever spread the syph?" "Has Mark...what?" "Spread the syph." "Not that I know of...can I ask why?" "Lexie wants to sleep with Alex." "Karev?" "Yes. My sister wants to sleep with Alex Karev." "She can't do that." "Exactly what I said!" Meredith groaned. "But he winked and she blushed and now...I think she's going to sleep with him. Or wants to sleep with him and it's...wrong and awkward and bad." "She can do better than Karev," Derek frowned. "She totally can," Meredith sighed. "You told her not to, right?" "No, Derek, I told her to go sleep with Karev. I even handed her condoms." "So sarcastic," Derek rolled his eyes. "Of course I told her it was wrong. I told her Alex was like Mark only worse because I figured Mark had never actually created a syph epidemic in the hospital." "He hasn't," Derek shook his head. "All things considered...he's always been careful." "Which makes Alex worse than him." "Want me to threaten Karev?" "Derek..." Meredith rolled her eyes. "What? There's no Grey men to do the job." "And you think I can't threaten Alex?" "I know you can," he grinned. "But I can threaten him where it hurts.' "Meaning?" "Surgeries." "You're not...you really think that's going to stop Alex?" "It could." "It's neuro. Everyone knows I'm on neuro most and Alex...Alex could probably care less about neuro. So I really, really doubt it's going to stop him from giving my sister the syph." "Alex is obgyn, right?" "He wants to be." "Addie's going to be my sister-in-law soon." "And you really think she's going to withhold surgeries from Alex just because she's marrying your brother?" "I can try." "I can handle Alex," she rolled her eyes. "Fine," he sighed. "But when you need the big guns, you know where to find me." "Of course I do." "You woke up incredibly quietly this morning." "What do you mean?" she asked. "You usually wake me up when you leave and you didn't this morning." "You were tired," she shrugged. "I was exhausted," he sighed. "Hannah went down for you okay last night?" "Mostly," Meredith sighed. "Mostly?" he asked, getting up from his chair to walk to the front of his desk and lean on it. "Bedtime was a little later than eight thirty." "What did she do?" "She just...she wouldn't go," Meredith sighed. "She absolutely wouldn't go to bed. I...I called Mark." "Oh Mer," Derek sighed. "Sorry." "It's fine," she shrugged. "She went eventually." "Did Mark actually have to go over to help?" "Yeah," she looked down at her hands. "I'll talk to Hannah about going to bed for you," Derek sighed. "Okay," she whispered. "There's still a lot of adjusting to do," he murmured as he moved to crouch in front of Meredith's chair. "You okay?" "I'm good, Der," she nodded, smiling at him. "Good," he grinned. "I don't know how you do it though." "I've had nearly seven years of practice," he shrugged. "It will come to you." "Yeah...but those temper tantrums..." "She had a temper tantrum?" "According to Mark it was a mini one." "I'll definitely be talking to her," Derek sighed. "And those...make you want to sit down and cry, don't they?" "Yeah..." she sighed. "They really do." "I'm not actually sure what to do about that feeling." "Mark said alcohol helps," she giggled slightly. "He would," he rolled his eyes. "But it was fine," she sighed. "She went to bed and then I went to bed and you didn't get home until stupid late." "Yeah, that sucked," he sighed. "It really did." "I'll try to avoid late surgeries again until things are a bit easier at home." "It's fine, Derek," she shook her head. "I've got it. Or...Mark's got it. But it's fine." "I know you have it," he smiled. "But I'd rather do this the easier way that doesn't leave you wanting to cry." "I was fine." "Meredith fine or actually fine?" "I hate when you ask that," she giggled slightly. "Avoiding...definitely Meredith fine." "You're such an ass sometimes." "You love me." "I do," she smiled, leaning forward and kissing him quickly. "Even if you are an old man." "What?" he frowned. "Lexie called you an old man," she giggled. "A hot old man. But an old man." "Well in that case Alex can sleep with her." "Okay...that? That was mean." "So is calling me old." "But wishing the syph on my sister?" "Mer...he doesn't still have it," Derek laughed softly. "You don't know that for sure. He could have gotten it again." "Fine," Derek rolled his eyes. "No Alex sleeping with your sister." "Thank you." "You owe me." "That can probably be arranged," she giggled. "Good," he smiled lightly. "So Mr. King needs labs?" she asked after a second. "He does," Derek sighed. "I should get on that then," she sighed, standing up. "He can wait a minute," he smirked. "Oh can he?" she smiled. "He can," Derek grinned, wrapping his arms around Meredith. "So this was the reason you paged me," she laughed as he ducked his head down to kiss her. "It might be," he laughed softly against her lips. "It definitely wasn't to talk about Mark's sexual health." "Sorry...I had to ask," she giggled, nibbling gently on his lower lip. "Hmmm..." he breathed. "Of course." "Lexie says this should probably stop since we live together." "Lexie may be insane." "Probably," Meredith whispered, deepening the kiss slightly before pulling back. "I have labs. And interns." "I know," he sighed. "Finish this tonight after Hannah's asleep?" "Definitely," she breathed, pulling out of his arms and heading towards the door. "Love you." "Love you too," he grinned. "See you later," she smiled at him, leaving his office. Last night had been hard without him being at home and she had needed that. She had needed the five minutes alone with him to return to sanity and just breathe or something. Because last night had been all about adjusting and Hannah wasn't doing it so well. Or she was, considering her age. But it had been a long night without Derek and she had needed to see him. Really see him. And now she felt entirely better. Horny, but entirely better. She had known this wasn't going to be easy. Mark had even told her it wasn't going to be easy. Everyone had told her it wasn't going to be easy. But it was entirely worth it. She knew that. And seeing him...it made it all bearable. She and Derek were amazing, and she couldn't wait until they could get to their home and spend the night together. You kissed me and every piece went back in place, every pain got erased


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