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oncetherewasaway	Dec 27 2007, 01:45 PM
McEditor Posts: 1,625 Group: .Grey Girls. Member #23 Joined: October 25, 2006	Disclaimer: Paddy is the most amazing person alive. Being all concerned about the people who live paycheck to paycheck and how this strike is going to hurt them. Obviously best person ever. If we owned the show we would be trying to help these people...so Paddy wouldn't have to worry. She was home, finally. She hadn't even wanted to go to bed today. She didn't know making up after a fight was as fun as it actually was. She knew the sex would be good, make up sex was legendary. She had known that was coming but the giggling and the sense of rightness had taken her by surprise. She wanted to cuddle with Derek all day and she had been stuck working. It sucked. To make matters even weirder, she had spent the entire day wanting to be in bed next to him, cuddling and giggling. She wasn't that kind of person. She wasn't the kind of person who spent her entire day wanting to be in bed with her boyfriend. But it had been all she wanted all day, and it had definitely made the day go by a little bit faster. But now she was home and definitely ready to go to bed. She knew that wasn't actually going to happen. She had a kind of daughter that still hadn't forgiven her and that would probably have to be dealt with. That had been the plan at least last night. But that had been before the cuddling and the kissing and now she just wanted to go back to that. She was entirely ready to get back to that. So hopefully the talking and any eating would go quickly. She opened the door slowly, kicking off her shoes as she leaned against the wall. She really needed to do the cuddling thing. And a massage thing. Definitely a massage thing. "Meredith's home!" she suddenly heard Hannah yell. "Meredith's home!" That was unexpected. Hannah sounded happy that she was home. Hannah that hadn't said a word to her besides the necessary ones since she hadn't gone to the ballet practice. She had a feeling Derek might talk to her today but she hadn't expected it to go this way. "Hey Mer," Derek greeted her, smiling widely as he came to greet her. "Hey," she breathed, wrapping her arms tightly around him. "Miss me?" he smirked. "Not really," she giggled. "You're right," he laughed. "It doesn't seem like you missed me at all." "Meredith's home!" Hannah yelled, running down the stairs and barreling towards her, wrapping her arms tightly around her waist. "Hey Hannah," Meredith grinned, running her fingers through her hair, shooting Derek a confused look. "Hi, Meredith," Hannah grinned widely. "Umm...have a good day?" Meredith asked. "Yep!" Hannah nodded. "Me and Daddy had a Daddy and Hannah day and I didn't have to go to school!" "You did?" "Yeah!" "Very cool," Meredith nodded. "It was the coolest," Hannah grinned. "We went out for pancakes and I had Mickey Mouse pancakes." "Yummy," Meredith smiled. "Daddy even let me get extra whip cream cause it was a special treat," Hannah giggled. "Which apparently was a mistake as she's now on a sugar high," Derek laughed. "That was hours ago, Der," Meredith giggled, leaning into him. "It had long term affects," he sighed, pressing a kiss on her forehead. "How was work?" "Long," she sighed. "Definitely didn't want to be there." "Do you ever want to?" he asked. "Of course I do," she rolled her eyes. "I love my job." "Okay...you never want to be there when I'm not," he grinned. "You're so incredibly cocky," she shook her head, kissing him quickly. "Hmmm...you missed me," he murmured. "I did." "I missed you too." "I'm thinking you were too busy to miss me," she giggled, gesturing to Hannah who was playing with Eskimo. "Never too busy," he shook his head. "But yes today has been...intense." "She's talking to me," Meredith lowered her voice. "She is," he nodded. "We talked." "Okay," she nodded slowly. "You still have to talk to her but...I think she's finally willing to listen," he sighed. "Apparently," she smiled slightly, wrapping her arms around him, resting her head against his chest. "Is it okay that I talked to her?" "It's good, Der," she nodded. "I thought we...but it's good. Now she doesnt' hate me and I can talk and...it's good." "Sorry," he murmured, kissing the top of her head. "I would have waited but I had something else to talk to her about and...I had to clear that up first." "Something else?" Meredith frowned, pulling away slightly. "Don't worry about it," he shook his head, kissing her quickly. "Just stuff." "Okay..." she nodded slowly. "Hmm..." he grinned, before kissing her again, stretching it out a minute longer. "I love you." "I love you too," she murmured. "Hannah wants spaghetti for supper...is that okay with you?" "Spaghetti sounds good," she grinned. "Good," he nodded, kissing her again. "God, I missed you." "I missed you too," she giggled against his lips, wrapping her arms tighter around him. "Which may make us really pathetic." "It really does," he sighed. "Do you think she'll crash soon?" Meredith whispered against his lips, discreetly moving her hips against him. "I hope so," he groaned, running his hand along her ass. "Der," she breathed, catching his lips again. "Hmmm...later, I promise," he murmured, rubbing his erection against her. "Daddy!" Hannah came running in, Eskimo's leash in her hands. "Can I take Eskimo for a walk?" "Umm...sure," Derek nodded. "I have to make supper but how about you and Mer take him out?" "Yeah, Meredith!" Hannah grinned. "Okay," Meredith nodded, kissing Derek quickly. "I guess I get to miss you again." "You do," he laughed, kissing her quickly again. "Might be a chance to talk to her, Mer." "I know," Meredith sighed. "It's good." "Come on, Meredith," Hannah grabbed her hand. "I'm coming," Meredith giggled. "Have fun," Derek called after them as Hannah dragged her out of the house. "Are you good with the leash?" Meredith asked. "Yep," Hannah nodded, grasping the leash tightly as Eskimo moved quickly ahead of them, almost dragging the little girl forward. "Okay," Meredith laughed softly. "So you and Daddy had a good day?" "Yeah," Hannah grinned. "A really, really good day." "That's good...that's...really good." "Huh uh." "What did you do?" "We went out for breakfast and I ate Mickey Mouse pancakes and talked and colored and then Daddy and me went..." Hannah paused, her eyes going wide as she bit her lip. "Nothing." "You went nothing?" Meredith frowned. "Nowhere. And we didn't do anything," Hannah said quickly. "Oh," Meredith's frown deepened. "So after pancakes you did nothing?" "Um....yeah." "Okay," Meredith nodded slowly. "Well...as long as you had fun." "Lots of fun." "Good." "Yep," Hannah breathed, sounding entirely relieved. "So we should talk..." "That's what Daddy said," Hannah sighed. "He's usually smart about this stuff." "Daddy's really smart." "He is." "The smartest." "Definitely," Meredith nodded, biting the inside of her cheek not to laugh. "I'm sorry, Hannah." "I know. 'Pology accepted." "Wh...just like that?" "Daddy says grown ups make mistakes and I gotta forgive." "Okay," Meredith nodded. "But you can be mad if you want. We can talk about it." "You promised you were gonna come," Hannah said after a couple minutes. "You promised and you didn't." "I know. And that was really mean of me. I made a big bad mistake." "It was super mean." "I know it was," Meredith nodded. "I know what it feels like." "And you missed my big dance all by myself," Hannah sighed. "I was the only one in my whole class who got a big dance all by myself and you missed it." "I hate that I missed it," Meredith sighed. "I really do." "How come you missed it if you didn't want to?" "A really cool surgery came up at work." "But...I had a big dance all by myself," Hannah frowned. "I know you did," Meredith nodded. "I was really tired and my boss asked me to do the surgery, I didn't think enough." "You shoulda said no." "I know I should have." "But you didn't. And you're my bestest friend and bestest friends gotta go see big dances." "I know they do," Meredith nodded firmly. "I won't miss it ever again unless it's a big surgery I can't say no to because it's my patient." "Promise?" "Promise," Meredith grinned. "I love you, Han. I didn't mean to make you feel like that. I know it sucks." "You promised last time," Hannah sighed. "Now you gotta pinky swear. Cause if you break a pinky swear really bad things happen." "I can do that," Meredith smiled, offering Hannah her tiny finger. "Good," Hannah linked her finger around Meredith's and squeezed tightly. "Say you pinky swear to never ever ever miss my big dances or anything else." "I pinky swear to never ever miss your big dances or anything else." "Okay," Hannah smiled. "Cause bestest friends can't miss stuff." "I know," Meredith grinned. "And I won't, not anymore." "Or else I can be really mad at you and you can't tell Daddy that I'm being mad," Hannah said firmly. "Okay," Meredith nodded. "Good," Hannah grinned. "Do you still remember the dance?" Meredith asked. "Course I do!" Hannah giggled. "I gotta do it at my recital too!" "You can show it to me when we get home." "Really?" "Definitely." "You'll like it lots, Meredith!" Hannah exclaimed. "Addie said I was the bestest and Uncle Monkey said I was gonna be famous!" "Wow," Meredith grinned. "That sounds pretty exciting." "I'm gonna be a famous ballerina and a famous doctor," Hannah grinned widely. "I'm gonna do both." "You are?" "Yeah," Hannah nodded. "Daddy said that would be really really hard but I'm gonna do it." "You can do it," Meredith grinned. "You can do anything you want." "Not anything," Hannah giggled. "There's lots I can't do. Like...fly. Though flying would be really, really cool." "It would be," Meredith giggled. "And you can do anything that you can actually really do. If that made any sense." "It kinda did." "Good," Meredith smiled. "If you want to be a doctor and a ballerina, you can be." "You gotta tell Daddy that." "I will," Meredith nodded. "Good," Hannah grinned and then sighed. "I'm real sorry if I was mean to you, Meredith." "You were mad, it's okay," Meredith sighed. "But apology accepted. I'm really sorry I missed it." "'Pology accepted," Hannah smiled, taking Meredith's hand again. "So we're good?" "We're good," Hannah nodded. "Good." "Yep," Hannah smiled, walking a little bit and then suddenly stopping and throwing her arms around Meredith's waist. "I love you lots, Meredith." "I love you lots too, Han," Meredith breathed. Hannah tightened her hold on her waist while Meredith ran her fingers through the seven year old's curls. This definitely hadn't been what she had expected. It had been...easy. No temper tantrums. Just talking. Just the two of them talking and...and this. This which felt incredibly good and right and not weird at all. She was pretty sure Hannah had never hugged her like this and it felt...right. Disclaimer: Alicia and Katie officially have no idea what's going to happen on Grey's Anatomy. Which completely totally sucks. If we owned the show this would not be an issue. We would know. Which would be nice. Rain fell softly against the windows as she rolled closer to him, wrapping her naked legs around his, her body still shining with sweat. The blankets and sheets were in a tangled mess at the foot of the bed, and he didn't even want to think about having to untangle them before bed. He didn't want to think period. He just wanted to stay like this, with his girlfriend, for the rest of the night. Hannah was sleeping over at a friend's house and he could just stay like this all night. He didn't have to move, he didn't have to get dressed. He could just lay here and listen to the rain hit the roof and enjoy the feeling of Meredith beside him. It felt perfect. And he was quite certain if never moved again he'd be okay with that. He could die just like this and be happy. Meredith let out a breathy, satisfied sigh as she rested her head against his chest, giggling slightly. It was her post-orgasm giggle, and he loved it. He loved her little sighs and giggles, he loved the way she felt cuddling against him, he just entirely loved everything about this second. He pressed his lips to her neck, moving her hair to the side with one hand while trailing his fingers down her back with the other. She sighed again, nestling deeper against his chest as he let his fingers play along her smooth back. This was nice, this was perfect. He definitely never had to move from this spot. Even the never ending Seattle rain bothered him as much right now. It actually added to this, the feeling of warmth and safety that filled their room. Everything about this felt entirely perfect. He considered briefly running to Hannah's room. Because he couldn't actually imagine any moment more perfect than this one to ask her to marry him. To ask her to give him a lifetime instead of the uninterrupted twenty-four hours they would have. But he didn't want to move. He didn't want to move out of his bed, he didn't want to let go of her. That could wait. The ring hadn't moved, he kept checking on it, asking Hannah about it. So the asking could wait. Right now he just wanted to hold her close and smell the lavender coming from her hair and the smell that was so purely Meredith after sex. And feel her skin under his fingers. They didn't get to do this enough, they never actually got to do this. He needed to savor it. He traced a figure eight over her spine, smiling when she giggled at the sensation, her back arching slightly. "Tickles," she breathed. "Good tickle?" he murmured "Hmmm," she nodded, moving her foot up and down his shin as her back relaxed, letting him trail his fingers over each vertebrae. "This is amazing," he whispered/ "Amazing," she echoed quietly. "Hmm..." he nodded, trailing his hand back up her back. Her back arched ever so slightly against his hand as the rain came down a little harder outside and he pressed slow and gentle kisses to her neck and shoulders. His hand moved around to her side, lightly brushing over her curves and arms. "Safe," she murmured so quietly he wasn't entirely sure he had heard her correctly. "Hmm?" he asked. "Safe," she whispered a little louder. "I feel...this is safe." "Oh," he nodded slowly. "Yeah...it is." "Hmm," she nodded against his chest, her hair tickling him as his hand moved back down over arms and stomach, moving to rest on her hips. "Never want to move," he murmured. "That would be nice," she breathed. "It would be." "Probably not possible though," she giggled slightly turning so that she was facing him, her hand moving down to grasp his. "Sadly," he sighed. "But not now," she breathed, nuzzling his chest, lightly trailing her fingernails over his chest hair. "Now now," he agreed, relaxing into her touch. He moved his arm so that it was wrapped around her, supporting her as she squeezed his hand tightly. He never wanted to move again. Never wanted to work again. Work seemed entirely ridiculous compared to this moment. This second when she was in his arms and the rain was falling outside. And she felt safe. She was relaxed in his arms. He wasn't sure he had ever seen her this relaxed. He fought the urge to go and get the ring again. Getting up would ruin the moment. He'd come back and everything would be different and the timing wouldn't be right anymore. He could ask without the ring, he could just let the words slip out but that didn't feel right. He wanted the ring in his hands. He wanted to be able to slip it on her finger the second she said yes. It was the first time he regretted hiding it in Hannah's room, the first time he regretted not keeping it in his bedside drawer. He could just move his arm and grab it if he had done that, but even moving his arms from her would ruin the moment. This was...this was perfect. Moving even slightly would ruin the perfection. So he would just be content with this, knowing that this wouldn't go away. "I love you," he whispered instead of a proposal. "I love you too," she whispered back, pressing a gentle kiss to his lips. "Hmmm..." he groaned slightly. "No sex," she shook her head, pulling her hips away from the erection that was forming. "Not now." "Sorry," he murmured. "Chemical reaction...I don't want it right now." "Chemical reaction," she giggled. "So technical." "Doctor," he laughed softly. "Hmmm," she nodded, cuddling closer to his chest. "Hmmm..." he echoed. "Sleep?" "Not yet," she shook her head. "Not...no." "Good. Don't want to either." "Good," she breathed. "Perfect." "Der?" she breathed after a second, squeezing his hand tighter. "Yeah?" "We...I mean, this is it, right?" "This is it," he breathed. "Hmmm," she nodded, curling even closer to him, her breath tickling his chest as she went quiet again. He pressed a kiss to the top of her head, burying his nose in her hair, his fingers lightly playing with the waves. "Der?" "Yeah," he breathed. "Hannah's real mom...she can't...I mean, she really can't come back right?" "Oh," Derek frowned slightly at the unexpected topic. "She can technically come back...but not into Hannah's life, she has no claim on her." "So Hannah's not hers...at all?" "Hannah's not hers at all. She's mine...well ours." "Ours," Meredith breathed, nodding slightly. "Okay." "Why? "No reason," she shook her head. "Just wondering." "Okay," he murmured. "Okay," she echoed, pressing a kiss to his collarbone. "Hmmm..." he breathed. "Love you." "Love you too." He imagined if she could move any closer to him, she would. But the gap between them was already closed, their skin already touching as she relaxed in his arms. Her breathing evened as she dozed lightly in his arms, still sighing softly as he ran his fingers through her hair, squeezing her hand tightly. This was it. This was entirely it. He felt the words coming to his lips, words of asking her for forever but he couldn't, not now. Not without the ring and not like this. It was perfect, this moment was perfect in so many ways and yet it wasn't it. There'd be more moments like this, more entirely perfect moments in which asking forever felt like the most natural thing in the world. He'd wait. He was good with waiting. "Hmm," she sighed, stretching slightly and turning again, her back now cuddled against his chest as she released his hand, moving it underneath her head. He moved his hand back to her hips, moving it up and down slowly as he relearned her curves. He knew them. He entirely knew them. But as he ran his hands over her, he couldn't help but think he was relearning every inch of her. "Hmmm..." he smiled widely, pressing a light kiss on the back of her neck. "We keep making funny hmmm noises," she mumbled, the start of a giggle building in her throat. "We do," he laughed softly. "Too happy to talk." "Talking is over rated," she nodded. "Definitely," he murmured. "Although..." "No although," she groaned. "I hate to destroy the perfect moment, Mer, you know I do," he sighed. "But with Hannah not around, this is probably a good time to talk about this." "So it's a bad although." "Not a bad although," he shook his head as he ran his fingers through her hair. "Just...you kind of confuse Hannah when you freak out." "If I'm going to freak out that makes it a bad although." "My mom is having the family over for supper next week and wants you to come." "Oh," Meredith breathed, stiffening in his arms. "Well, I...I mean, I haven't been coming to anything else. So...she gets it, Der." "She does," he nodded. "But...it's time, Mer." "It doesn't have to be time. It can be time...later. Much later. Time is over rated. Just like talking. You know what isn't over rated? Sex. Or sleeping. But mostly sex." "Mer..." he sighed. "We've been together for a while and you're raising their niece. They have a right to meet you." "I know they do," she nodded. "But it's only been a little over a year and...they can meet me later. At Christmas or Hannah's birthday." "That's a lot later, Mer. And it wouldn't be that long. Mark's wedding comes first." "So I meet them at Mark's wedding. Works for me." "Meredith, I don't want you to meet them at Mark's wedding. I want to take you home with me." "Derek," she groaned, pulling out of his arms and sitting up. "I just...that's big and huge and you have a really big family. Four sisters with husbands and lots of kids. Lots and lots of kids." "I know, Mer. I know that there's a lot of people...but...you're it for me. I want you to know my family." "And I can know them later," she nodded. "I can...I mean, it's not like my family, Derek. You were great with Susan. Susan loved you. She practically worshipped you and was ready to adopt you and Hannah but I...and your family isn't Susan. Your family is big and really really close and they'll probably...I can know them later." "Meredith...they're not going to hate you," Derek frowned slightly. "Hannah and I love you, it's enough for them. And Mom adores you." "It's...it's big. It's really big and your mom likes me but she's...and you have four sisters. Four sisters and it's big and huge and really really scary and I really think I can meet them later. Much later. Mark's wedding or...or later." "There is no later. Mark's wedding is the latest I'm letting you go." "So I can wait until Mark's wedding?" "Mer..." "You just said I could go until Mark's wedding." "Yes, technically...but...I want you to come next week." "I...I think I'm working." "You don't even know what day it is." "Um...what day is it?" "Saturday. And you're off. I checked." "I might get called in." "Fine," Derek groaned. "Whatever." "What?" Meredith frowned. "Just...go to work or stay home or whatever. You obviously don't want to meet them." "Okay, are you mad at me or something?" she frowned. "Because a second ago...are you mad at me?" "Mer...I don't want to be mad at you," he sighed. "I'm...yeah, I'm kind of mad at you." "You can't be mad," she shook her head. "You can't...you can't be mad. We're naked. In bed. Being mad isn't...why are you mad at me?" "Because I love you. I love you more than I've ever loved anyone and I'm planning on spending forever with you. And things...I've spent the last two years trying to make this easier for you, giving what I could because I know you're new at this. I get it. But...I want you to meet my family and you're acting like I'm asking you to walk the plank or something." "According to Mark, meeting the Shepherds is kind of like walking the plank." "Maybe it is," he shrugged. "Mer...from the time I had Hannah to when I met you...my sisters would bring every single friend home, they'd try to set me up on blind dates, they found random strangers...they did everything for me to find someone." "You realize that makes them sound even more scary?" "Possibly. But Mer...you're it. I want to take you home and show you off, show them what I found without even trying." "I'm pretty sure you had to try." "Mer...you're impossible sometimes, you know that, right?" "I'm not trying to be impossible," she sighed. "And don't be mad at me. This is...I don't do family. Or I didn't do family and now apparently I do because I have you and Hannah and I met your mom who is great but your sisters...you know Mark was following Addison all over the hospital when she met your family? Like, all over the hospital giving tips and she's...she's Addison." "And she was fine," Derek sighed. "She said yes and she was perfectly fine." "But she's Addison. She's fabulous and gorgeous and looks like...her and I'm me." "You're fabulous and gorgeous and the love of my life." "I am not fabulous and gorgeous. I am definitely not either of those things. I'm me. I ramble and I...and I don't do family. Or didn't do family. And she did great and she lived but I...Mark was nervous about Addie meeting your sisters. Which says nothing good about me." "Meredith, they're going to love you. I don't actually know anyone who knows you and doesn't love you." "I'm sure there are people." "Crazy insane people that I don't want to know." "Derek.." she sighed. "Mer...I'm not nervous about you meeting my family. I have no tips, no pointers. I know they will love you. And I want you to meet them. It's important to me." "It's important to you," she sighed, biting her lower lip as she pulled her knees up to her chest. "I get that you don't do family, Mer. I do. I knew you'd freak out. But this...it's important to me. Taking you to a family dinner...letting my family know that you're it, that I love you. It's important to me." "And it's really big," she murmured. "It says things." "Mer...there's not much left to say between us." "I know," she whispered. "We...but it says things to other people." "Is that so bad?" "I...no," she shook her head. "I just...no." "You can stick by my side the whole time. We can super glue our hands together if it helps." "That might be awkward," she smiled slightly. "It might be but I'm willing to do it." "I..." she chewed on her lip, her arms pulling her knees closer to her. "Saturday?" "Saturday," he nodded slowly. "Okay," she sighed. "Okay?" "Okay," she repeated, nodding slowly. "But...you can't leave me alone with them. Ever." "I won't. I promise. I'll stay by your side the entire time." "Okay." "Thank you." "You're lucky I love you," she rolled her eyes. "I am," he grinned, kissing her lightly. "You'll be okay." "Until I'm dead," she sighed. "It will be fine, Mer," he sighed. "And if it's not...let me know and I'll fake a headache so we can escape." "Blaming Hannah would probably work better." "True," he laughed softly. "But we'll have an escape route regardless." "Okay," she sighed, laying back down. "Sorry for ruining the moment," he sighed, laying back down beside her. "Anymore stupid althoughs?" "None at all." "Good," she sighed, pulling his arm forward to drape over her, her hand entwining with his. "Very good," he murmured. "You can make your funny hmmm noise now," she whispered. "Hmmm," he breathed before laughing and pulling her closer. "Love you, Der," she giggled. "Love you too, Mer," he whispered. Sunday morning rain is falling Steal some covers share some skin Clouds are shrouding us in moments unforgettable Disclaimer: Strikes suck. Strikes that put Grey's Anatomy in a wierd hiatus that may last months really really suck. We don't like strikes. So don't worry. We won't be going on strike anytime soon. Lexie was talking. They were walking through the hall, headed toward Derek's office as somehow they were both with him today and Lexie was definitely talking. Meredith could definitely hear that she was talking. She just was having a few problems concentrating on the words that were coming out of her sister's mouth. Which probably had something to do with Alex so concentrating would be good. Except she couldn't concentrate. There was no way she could concentrate on what her sister was saying about Alex. Because she was meeting Derek's family. In two days, she was meeting Derek's family. His very big, very huge family. She was losing sleep over this. Derek had told her and she had agreed because it was important to him. And now she wasn't sleeping. Or concentrating. He knew she wasn't sleeping and he wasn't pushing it. Which was good. He would just smile and say I love you and try to find some way to distract her from her thoughts. Her very big scary thoughts. Because she knew this was it. She knew Derek was it but knowing that and acutally meeting his family were two very different things and it was terrifying. Very terrifying. They would ask questions. They would ask things and want to know things and judge and...she had heard Mark. She had heard him when he had spent an entire day following Addison around until she threatened to kill him. The Shepherd sisters were scary. They were scary and they were protective. And there were four of them. Which was a lot of scary and protectiveness. Derek didn't seem to be worried. He seemed entirely thrilled like maybe the fact she was meeting his sisters was the best idea ever. Except for he was Derek and he had a tendency to be an idiot sometimes. Which meant that his lack of worrying was probably more of a reason for her to worry. It was going to be bad. It was going to be realy bad. Nothing good would come from this. She had already tried getting out of it. Subtly though. Because if she tried to obviously get out of it he got mad and she hated when he was mad so she tried to subtly get out it. She had even tried telling him his mom had called and supper was canceled. She hadn't even expected that he had just gotten off the phone with his mom, and he had just rolled his eyes at her. She really hated him sometimes. "Mer...you're doing that silent thing. What did Derek do now?" Lexie suddenly asked. "What?" Meredith looked up, narrowly avoiding running into a crash cart. "Nothing. I'm good. Not silent." "Definitely silent. What did he do?" "He didn't do anything," she shook her head. "Nothing. I'm good. Fine. Great. Who the hell leaves a crash cart in the middle of the hallway?" "People who expect surgeons to watch where they're going." "I'm watching where I'm going. I'm completely watching where I'm going." "Mer...what the hell did he do this time?" "This time?" Meredith frowned. "You act like he does things a lot." "He doesn't," Lexie laughed. "He's perfect, I know. But when you're like this it's because he did something. Usually a good something." "Or that he's being an idiot." "Well which is it? McDreamy or an idiot?" "I...idiot," Meredith nodded. "Complete idiot." "What is it?" "I'm meeting his family," Meredith sighed. "Oh," Lexie grinned. "How does that make him an idiot?" "Lexie...family. Big huge family. Four sisters. Nine nieces. Five nephews. Family." "That is a big family," Lexie nodded. "And he's forcing me to meet them. Idiot." "Well...you two have been together for ages." "A year." "Officially, yes. But playing around with things a lot longer," Lexie sighed. "That sounded dirty, I blame Alex." "Of course you blame Alex," Meredith rolled her eyes. "I blame Alex too. I blame Alex and...and officially, a year. Which is...it's only been a year. And he wants me to meet his family. His huge scary family. I'm thinking I should get sick." "Mer...that's not fair to him." "Why not? It's his fault for having a huge family. A huge scary family with protective sisters." "Actually that would be his parents fault. But Mer...he's been nothing but perfect to you." "I know he has," Meredith sighed. "He's been really great about giving you time. Most guys wouldn't wait over a year to take you home." "I know and I get that. I just...I don't know if...this is big, Lexie. This says things." "Because living with him and raising his daughter doesn't?" "Okay, that's different. Because that's...I know where this is going, Lexie. But meeting his family...that says it's going there really fast." "A year isn't fast." "It feels fast. It feels really really fast and I really...it's his family, Lex. They'll ask questions. Big questions and they'll want to know things." "Mer, you'll do fine," Lexie sighed. "He's not going to just drop you off and abandon you." "I know he's not. But it's still meeting his family. And Lexie, it says things to them." "It says that you love him." "It says he wants things." "Which I'm sure they know. And you know." "Lexie...it says he wants things. Big things. Big things that...it says he wants them soonish." "No, it doesn't," Lexie shook her head. "I've met plenty of boyfriend's families and none of them have proposed the next week." "I guess," Meredith chewed on her lip. "I just...it's big, Lexie. It's big and he has a big family and they could entirely hate me." "His mom loves you, doesn't she?" Lexie asked, "Well...yeah. But that doesn't mean his sisters will." "I'm sure they will. They're not evil." "Do you know that for sure? Because Mark made them sound evil." "Addison seemed to come out alive," Lexie pointed out. "Addison�s Addison." "And Derek adores you. I'm pretty sure he'd kill someone who didn't treat you well." "He wouldn't kill his own sisters, Lex," Merediht rolled her eyes. "And his sisters won't hate you. You make Hannah and him happy." "I know I do," Meredith sighed. "I just...this is huge." "Huge in a good way." "I guess." "Mer, meeting the family is good." "Yeah, it's great," Meredith sighed. "It's great and I'll be fine and I definitely should talk to Cristina instead of you about this. You're too...you." "Oh don't talk to Cristina," Lexie groaned. "She's kind of toxic to normal relationships, Mer." "Yeah but she gets the whole family is insanely crazy thing." "And she'd convince you not to go. Which wouldn't be good." "I know it wouldn't be good. Derek would be pissed at me. And Derek being pissed...not good." "And you have to meet them eventually," Lexie shrugged. "I know I do. I just...Mark's wedding would work." "That would be hard," Lexie pointed out. "There'll be lots of family around, extended family and stuff." "Ex...there's more family?" Meredith's head snapped up, her eyes wide. "Usually, yes," Lexie laughed. "Oh god," Meredith groaned. "Meredith, most people have aunts and uncles and cousins." "Most people. Not all people. Why did I have to fall in love with the guy whose family is half the earth's population?" "Because God knew you needed more of one?" "More of what? A family?" "Yeah," Lexie nodded. "That's...that's lame, Lexie. Entirely lame and cheesy and...his wedding is in a month. A month and I have to meet more family?" "Yes, you have to meet more," Lexie nodded. "Has Derek mentioned any uncle or aunts or cousins?" "I...I don't know. Probably. He probably has hundreds." "Well I doubt there'll be hundreds at the wedding." "Great," Meredith rolled her eyes. "I should have dated someone like Alex who has no family. You're lucky. No family to worry about." "Alex can barely be considered lucky, Mer," Lexie murmured. "What do you mean?" Meredith frowned as they walked out of the elevator towards Derek's office. "His lack of a family was a lot worse than yours, that's all," Lexie shrugged. : "So you and Alex..." Meredith sighed. She was disturbed by Alex and Lexie together. It was weird. It was strange. And he was...Alex. But she figured she was supposed to ask at this point. "Are you guys...I mean..." "Kind of. Unofficially," Lexie nodded. "Unofficially meaning..." "We're....sleeping together," Lexie mumbled. "Like...me and Derek sleeping together casually or...dating sleeping together?" "Because you and Derek were so casual," Lexie rolled her eyes. "And umm...dating, I think. Maybe." "Derek and I were casual. That's how we started. Casually," Meredith sighed. "And that's...dating. That's great, Lex." "It is," Lexie grinned. "And it wasn't casual with you two, never was." "Yes it was," Meredith insisted. "Entirely casual." "Really?" "Yes." "Okay, if that's what you want to believe." "It was," Meredith nodded firmly. "Entirely casual and...and now we're us and I'm meeting his family. And you're dating Evil Spawn." "He's not Evil Spawn," Lexie giggled. "He gave George the syph." "Indirectly." "The syph, Lex." "Meredith, STDs don't make people evil." "Yes, you're saying that now," Meredith giggled as they reached Derek's office. "He's clean, Mer," Lexie laughed. "You got him tested, right?" Meredith smiled, knocking on the door, her hand already on the knob. "Did you get Derek tested?" "Derek was a single dad. I didn't need to get him tested. He's not going around starting syph epidemics." "It was last year, Mer," Lexie sighed. "He's careful." "I mean, not even Mark started syph epidemics," Meredith giggled as she walked into Derek's office, smiling at her boyfriend who was checking his e-mail. "Why are we talking about Mark and syph?" Derek asked, not looking up from his computer screen. "We aren't talking about anything," Meredith giggled. "Lexie and I are talking about her boyfriend and his syph epidemics." "Boyfriend?" Derek frowned. "Yes, Lexie is kind of sort of maybe unofficially dating Alex. Casually." "Oh," Derek's frown deepened. "See, even Derek's concerned about the syph," Meredith giggled to her sister. "Derek's just siding with you," Lexie rolled her eyes. "No, he's worried about the syph." "Alex doesn't have the syph," Lexie groaned. "Fine, he doesn't have the syph," Meredith sighed, running her fingers through Derek's hair. "Hmm..." Derek smiled at her. "Why exactly do I have the two Grey women in my office?" "We're both assigned to your service." "Seriously?" "Seriously," Meredith giggled. "How did that even happen?" he asked. "Cristina probably thought it would be funny," Meredith sighed. "She's your friend," Derek laughed as he got out of his chair and kissed Meredith quickly. "Doesn't mean she's not insane," Meredith murmured. "I know," he sighed. "So yeah, the Grey sisters. At your service." "Vaguely dirty," Derek smirked. "That's...that's gross, Derek." "Sorry," Derek sighed. "Planning a bachelor party can do that to a man." "I don't even want to know," Meredith shook her head, leaning into his chest. "You really don't," he sighed, hugging her tightly for a second. "So...patient?" "Dr. Grey, tell Dr. Shepherd about our patient," Meredith said. "Ben Porter, 18 year old male. Had a seizure while driving to school today causing a minor car accident. No injuries but no known cause of the seizure," Lexie nodded. "Get him an MRI," Meredith nodded. "And a CBC. Page me when you have the results." "Okay, Dr. Grey," Lexie nodded. "And a tox screen," Meredith added. "Tox screen?" Lexie frowned. "See if he's on any drugs," Derek nodded. "Doesn't hurt to check." "Oh..okay," Lexie nodded. "Can do." "Thanks, Dr. Grey," Meredith nodded as Lexie left the room. "I like when you sound professional," Derek grinned. "You are incredibly dirty," Meredith shook her head, leaning into his chest again. "Mer, I've been thinking of strippers for most of the morning." "Strippers? All morning?" "Mark's never talking to me again if there's no strippers at his bachelor party." "That could actually benefit you," she giggled and then kissed him. "So in a couple weeks, you'll be spending your night with Mark and strippers?" "I will be," he nodded. "Jealous?" "Oh I'm entirely jealous of Candy and Cookie and Cherry." "Thought so," he smiled. "If you have Hannah asleep by the time I get home you could greatly benefit from my night at a strip club." "I'll see what I can do," she grinned. "Good," he smiled, kissing her quickly. "You know, Der...your mom called this morning while you were in the shower..." "Did she?" "She did. And um...one of your sisters had...something and they can't do the big supper until, um...later." "You're cute," he smirked. "Cute?" "Lying to try to get out of it." "I'm not lying. So much as...pretending." "Still...cute," he grinned. "Fine," she sighed. "Your mom didn't call and it's still on and I'm meeting your family. Unless something hugely tragic happens." "You need to stop being so dramatic." "I'm not being dramatic." "Of course not," he rolled his eyes. "I'm not." "Mer, we're going. You'll be fine. You might even have fun." "Fun. Okay," she sighed, kissing him quickly. "I think I'm running a fever. Might be...the plague or something." "Okay," he nodded. "I guess I have to get you for tests. Tests that involve painful needles." "I'm a doctor. I'm self-diagnosing. It's the plague." "You're not allowed to self-diagnose," he sighed. "And if you have it Hannah and I have it. And Hannah went to my Mom yesterday so my mom has it. You already infected my family." "I hate you," she sighed, looking down at her beeping pager. "Sure you do," he nodded. "I do," she nodded. "And I have to go. I'll see you in a bit when Lexie has the results." "Page me," he nodded, kissing her quickly. "Love you." "Love you too," she said as she turned and walked out of his office. Family. She was meeting his family. And Lexie was probably right. She'd be okay. It wouldn't be that bad. This was a good thing. She just wished it felt like a good thing.


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