Title: Loud And Clear

Authors: Sara And Lizzie

Rating: T for language, mild sex

Disclaimer: we don't own grey's anatomy, or any anatomies but our own at that.

Summary: Sequel to One Hell Of a Racket. Babies, weddings, and rain. Seattle at it's finest. Babysitting for the ex wife, meeting the family, planning the wedding and fending off the intern. All in a day's work.

Author's Note: The final story in our trilogy. We're staring two days from where 'Racket' left off. Also, we made up all the names and details of Derek's family, save for Nancy, who we adore, by the way.

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Nancy Shepherd Harrison crossed her legs in her first class seat. She reached down and picked a piece of lint off of her Chanel ballet flats. She sighed and reached in her bag for her copy of Vogue. Married. Again. And Derek. She'd always thought if there would be one of them to get divorced it would be Jenna. She was the loose cannon, not Derek.

But here he was, divorced, and newly engaged. She sighed again, leaned back into the seat of her American Airlines flight to Seattle, and closed her eyes. She decided wisely that she needed rest. Who knew what could possibly happen in Seattle?

At the same time Nancy was flying across the Midwest, on a crash course to the emerald city, her mother was back in New York, rallying the troops. A call to the west side tracked down her youngest daughter, Jenna. "Jenna, I need you to free up the weekend." Diane Shepherd said conspiratorially into her receiver.

After placing similar calls to Michelle in Ardmore and Elizabeth in Chappaqua, she had secured just what a bewildered mother needed for this set of circumstances. Her daughters.


She parked the rented Mercedes outside of the house, as indicated by the address that was scrawled on the back of the post it note she held in her hand. When she knocked on the surprisingly handsome mahogany door, a short, pleasant looking brown haired man opened the door.

"Hi. I'm looking for Derek Shepherd." She said, sticking out her hand. The young man shook it firmly.

"You're not his wife, are you?" he asked her. She laughed.

"Hardly. I'm Nancy Shepherd Harrison, Derek's sister. We just found out that he's engaged."

Comprehension seemed to dawn on the man's face. "Oh, okay. I'm George, George O'Malley?" He told her, his sentences all ending in question like up tones. "I'm Meredith's roommate. I think that they're um, upstairs." He said, gesturing. "It's the second door on the left."

She smiled thankfully at him, and climbed the stairs. George headed back into the kitchen where Izzie was frosting cupcakes and Callie was leaning across the counter and watching her. "Okay, this is weird." He said, hopping on the chair close to Callie.

"Who was that?" Izzie asked. "She looked like brunette Addison."

"It was Derek's sister, Nancy. She wanted to see Derek."

"And you sent her upstairs?"

"Why wouldn't I?"

"Because I've been blasting the Footloose soundtrack in order to cover up the bed banging, mattress squeaking, 'oh my god, Derek' shouting that's been going on."

"Damn it, Izzie, I didn't even hear it!"

"You actually proposed, and set a date, and we haven't even met the girl, yet?" Nancy barked, flinging the door open, seemingly unbothered by the fact that her brother's fiancée was straddling him, naked. Meredith practically vaulted off Derek, and stood, naked, staring at the woman who had infiltrated her bedroom, with her mouth hanging open unattractively.

Nancy pursed her perfectly glossed lips and looked Meredith up and down. "Well," she said, smirking, "That certainly explains a lot."

"Uhhh…" Meredith stammered, reaching down blindly and grabbing at a sheet, hastily pulling it around her body. Derek cleared his throat and shot his sister a look. She rolled her blue eyes and turned around. Meredith and Derek scrambled to pull on enough clothing to cover anything they didn't want her to see again.

Meredith's eyes slid to the door. "My sister." Derek whispered. Meredith just finished dressing and plopped onto the bed. Nancy turned around and surveyed them, eyebrows raised as she eyed Derek in his navy t-shirt and boxes, and Meredith in his white button down and her lacy underwear.

"Don't get all dressed up on my account." Nancy said dryly. Meredith blushed. Derek rolled his own blue eyes.

"Nancy, what are you doing here?" His sister leaned against the door frame and stared at him.

"You called Mom and told her that you're getting married, and she should look for a wedding invitation. She's bewildered, and quite concerned. On top of all that, she's Mom, so I really don't know what you expected. Of course she'd send someone to investigate." She looked at Meredith. "I assume this is the intern you left Addie for."

Derek gritted his teeth. "Future wife, Nance."

"That too." Nancy said, tucking a strand of her behind her ear. "Hi." She said, nodding listlessly in Meredith's direction.

"Hi. I'm, um, I'm Meredith."

"Nancy. I've just heard so much about you, Meredith. What with the affair, the divorce and now this… proposal." Meredith smiled weakly.

"Enough, Nancy." Derek snapped, putting a hand on Meredith's knee. "How'd you find us, anyway?" he asked suspiciously. Nancy smiled.

"Well, since your trailer has, mercifully vanished from your forest, I did have to do a little detective work, but luckily for me, I have a few friends in Seattle."

"I'm going to kill Mark." Derek said.

"Not if I kill him first." Meredith muttered. She turned to Derek. "Wait. Why is the trailer vanished, or whatever?"

"Not important." Derek said, eyeing his sister as she entered the room and perched on the bed, smoothing the sheets around her. Her hand touched something under the pillow and she pulled out the Trojan condom wrapper and tossed it at her brother.

"Glow in the dark. Glad to see you're still seventeen at heart." She smirked, looking dauntingly perfect in her black ballet flats, fitted grey pants and cashmere sweater. She smiled. "So, here's the deal. I'm staying in Seattle through Thursday."

"It's only Tuesday!" Derek protested.

"Listen!" his sister scolded. "On Thursday, we will all be flying back to New York. It's high time Meredith met her new family."

"We have to work." Derek said automatically. "She's a resident now. Getting interns of her own soon. Lots to do, little time to do it in."

"Mom cleared it with your chief of surgery." Nancy said nonchalantly.

"Mom talked to Richard?"

Nancy shrugged. "With a little help."

Meredith sighed. "I'm going to kill Addison."

Derek shook his head. "Not if I kill her first."

Nancy smiled at them. "Don't look so morose!" she exclaimed. "Meredith, you and Derek will stay with our Mom. And you'll get to meet all of our sisters, Jenna, Michelle and Elizabeth. Don't worry. The family will love you. It's obvious Derek does."

Meredith smiled weakly, fighting the urge to run for the nearest bottle of tequila. Derek seemed to read her thoughts. "Nancy, you must be thirsty. Let's take you, and my terrified looking fiancée to a bar."