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Chapter 10

"So Mark walked in with his new roommate while you were having sex with Derek? That's hilarious," Cristina laughed as she, Izzie and Meredith made their way to the train station so they could head back to Boston.

"It would be more embarrassing if that was the first time it had happened," Meredith rolled her eyes. "And we were not having sex! I was getting up to get ready to meet the two of you!"

"And you were still fifteen minutes late," Izzie joked. "God, if you had been having sex with Derek you never would have shown up."

"Shut up!" Meredith exclaimed, hitting Izzie lightly on the arm.

"So, what are you going to do now that you're being kicked out of the apartment?"

"Derek said he would look in the paper and online for apartments, and then I'm supposed to meet him at Central Park after I drop you off and we'll go apartment hunting.

"Do you know where you want to live?" Izzie asked.

"Well, here's the thing: Columbia and NYU Medical are on opposite ends of Manhattan, so we need to find somewhere in the middle to live so it's convenient for both of us. We'll just have to wait and see I guess."

"Be serious Mer, it's going to come down to which one you like better; Derek will live anywhere that you love, no matter where it is," Cristina stated.

"Whatever," Meredith said dismissively as they reached Penn Station. There was still a half an hour until Cristina and Izzie's train left, so Meredith decided to sit with them. They talked about what classes they were each taking in med school for a little before Izzie pulled out the newest issue of Cosmo.

"Twenty-five kinky sex positions," Cristina read off the cover. "Turn to that page, I want some tips."

Izzie laughed as she turned to the page, and the girls discussed the pros and cons of each position.

"Look at number sixteen!" Izzie said, pointing to the image. Izzie , Cristina and Meredith all tilted their heads as they read what was being described.

"That does not look comfortable," Cristina commented while Izzie shook her head in agreement.

"Trust me, it's not," Meredith said, still staring at the page. When she looked up, both Izzie and Cristina were staring at her, their expressions a mix of shock and amazement.

"What?" Meredith asked.

"You've done that?" Izzie asked incredulously. "With Derek or with one of the random guys you slept with in high school?"

"Of course with Derek," Meredith rolled her eyes. "Sex in high school was very basic. But seriously, it was alright, but it wasn't a mind-blowing experience that Cosmo is proclaiming it to be. Now, number twenty-one," Meredith said, shifting her finger down the page. "That's a good one."

"Wait," Cristina said, studying the picture. "How does that even work? I didn't even know my body could even bend that way."

"Derek says I'm very flexible," Meredith shrugged simply. "It takes a little practice, but it's amazing when you get it right." Izzie and Cristina both raised their eyebrows at her, but Meredith just laughed it off before changing the subject.

After a few more minutes of chatting, Izzie and Cristina's train was called. After long goodbyes and promises to call soon, Meredith left the train station, heading towards Central Park, where she promised to meet Derek.

About ten minutes later, she spotted Derek on a park bench near the carousel in Central Park. As if he could sense her, he lifted his head from the notebook he was studying, getting up to meet her. Pulling her closely, he kissed Meredith quickly on the lips.

"How are Cristina and Izzie?" Derek asked, his hands still on her waist.

"They're good. It's weird that I'm not going to be seeing them for a while though," Meredith answered. "How are you? Did you have any luck with the apartment searching?"

"I found a couple," Derek replied, holding the notebook in front of her. "There are two that would be really good, one's on East 79th street and the other is on the corner of Park Ave and East 86th. Then there are a few more in the area, but those two seem ideal."

"Alright," Meredith nodded. "Let's check out the one on 79th street first."

They walked hand in hand down the New York streets, chatting lightly until they reached their destination. The apartment was a good size; it had only one bedroom, a very spacious kitchen and a living room with a fireplace. Though they both liked it, and Derek was close to putting down a deposit on it, Meredith suggested that they check out the one on 86th street.

"But why Mer?" Derek half whined as she dragged him out of the building.

"Because Derek," Meredith snapped. "You narrowed it down to two, which means there is something about the place we haven't seen yet that must have caught your eye. And honestly, I don't feel completely comfortable with putting a deposit down on the first apartment I see, it just doesn't feel responsible."

"Fine," Derek sighed, reaching for her hand as they began walking. They were silent for a few minutes, which got Meredith thinking about their upcoming wedding, so she squeezed Derek's hand.

"Yes," he smiled, looking down at her expectantly.

"When do you want to get married?" she asked.

"It doesn't matter to me Meredith," Derek answered.

"Don't say that," Meredith argued. "Of course it matters to you. You have to have some idea as to when you want this to happen, or at least some vision of me in a wedding dress walking down the aisle or whatever, or you wouldn't have asked me to marry you. So, honestly, in this fantasy of yours, what season is it?"

"Hmmm," Derek sighed, thinking for a moment before answering her, a smile playing on his lips. "Summer," he finally answered. "You look beautiful all the time, but there is something about the way you look in the summer that I just can't get over. Your hair gets lighter, and you don't get too tan, just enough, and your freckles show just a little more, and…I don't know. But, do you remember that week you came to visit our first summer we were together, when you were stuck in Boston and I was here? Well, when I came to pick you up from the train, the first thing I thought was that you looked like a model, and that's how I picture you when we get married." He looked down at her, gauging her reaction.

Meredith studied his face before nodding slowly. "Summer," she repeated, turning away from him and facing the sidewalk in front of her. "So, we'll get married next summer."

"Meredith, we don't have to get married next summer. You just asked my opinion, and I gave it to you, I wasn't trying to tell you when we should get married, just the time of year."

"Derek, shut up," Meredith responded. "I know you didn't say next summer, I'm saying that we're getting married next summer. I want to, if you want to."

"Oh Mer, I would marry you today if you would let me," Derek said, unable to keep a smile off his lips.

"Yeah, because that would go over real well with your mother. And your sisters," Meredith rolled her eyes.

"Yeah, you're right," Derek laughed.

"Can we have a small wedding?" Meredith asked. "I mean, I'll get married in a church or whatever because it means a lot to your mom, but can we only have a few people there, and at the reception too? Because I really don't want a big wedding. That's my only demand."

"Of course Meredith," Derek stopped them, looking down at her. "We can have whatever type of wedding you want. You're the bride; it's supposed to be your perfect day."

"Okay," Meredith stood on her tiptoes to kiss him. Looking at the address of the building in front of them, Meredith pulled Derek's arm. "Come on, we're here."

XXXXXX

"God Derek, look at this bathroom!" Meredith exclaimed as she eyed the clawfoot tub in the large bathroom. "It's huge!"

"It is," Derek agreed. "Perfect for all those baths you take."

"Hey," Meredith slapped his chest, sensing the sarcasm. "You know I like baths, I take them at home all the time. And at your place. I just can't take them at school because that's so unsanitary."

"I was kidding Mer," he said, wrapping his arms around her shoulders as he kissed her cheek, her back pressed against his chest. Turning them around, they stared out at the rooms around them. It was an open floor plan, with hardwood floors and a large fireplace spanning the living room and kitchens. Off of that was a hallway, containing a small room, probably for a washer and dryer, a large bedroom right next to the bathroom, and at the end of the hall, another bedroom. For kids, Meredith thought when she looked towards that room. Well, maybe kids, she amended to herself. They couldn't have kids right now, they weren't married yet, and she went on the pill two years ago. But still, if it happened, they would have room for a baby, and it was better to be prepared.

"What do you think Mer?" Derek whispered into her ear.

"I like this one. A lot."

"Hmm," Derek mumbled into her neck. "Me too."

"The bathroom is big, and so are the closets," Meredith pointed out.

"They are," he agreed.

"And we can use that room, if you can call it that, for storage or a washer and dryer. And the other room could be used for our…for an office or study."

"That's a good idea."

"This one is bigger than the last one," Meredith stated, turning in Derek's arms to face him. "How much more expensive is it?"

"It's not, the rent is the same," Derek replied simply. "So Meredith, which one do you like better?"

"Ummm," Meredith paused, thinking hard. "This one. If you like this one too, then I want us to live here."

"I love this one. I'm glad you made me come see it."

"Well, I'm always right you know," Meredith smirked up at him.

"I know, which is why I agree with you so much," he said, leaning down to kiss her.

"This is going to be our home," she said when he pulled away from her.

"Our home," Derek repeated, kissing her deeply again.