Title: It Takes A Village
Authors: Sara and Lizzie
Rating: T for language, sex, you know.
Disclaimer: We happen to own our personal anatomies, not Grey's. Or Patrick Dempsey's. Sadly.
Summary: Sequel to "A Tale Of Two Cities". The raising of Meredith and Derek's three children by the Seattle Grace family. In addition, a Mark and Derek adventure will test Addison and Meredith to their limits.
Author's Note: Sorry it's been so long. Basically we have the arrival of Addison and Mark, who stay with the Shepherds, and everyone gets along fine, save for Meredith, who's silently freaking out from the Africa/Addison combination. Enjoy. Review.
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"Cristina, please." Meredith said. "I need you to take the kids." She pleaded. They were standing in the front hallway of Meredith and Derek's house. Izzie and Cristina had helped her cook, and now they hovered there with Cameron, as Jack and Ryan played on the kitchen floor.
"Where am I supposed to take them?" Cristina asked.
Meredith sighed, exasperated. "The hospital, your house, Disneyland. Anywhere."
Even at five years old, Cameron had picked up a keen sense of sarcasm from her aunts. "Thanks Mommy." She said, making a face. Cristina grinned.
"Cristina, Derek is leaving the day after tomorrow. Tomorrow, we are having a going away party, and we all know who's idea that was." She said, glaring at Izzie, who looked down. "Mark and Addison are staying at a hotel tonight." She shot Cristina a look.
Izzie reached down and covered Cameron's ears with her hands. "Derek is leaving." Meredith hissed. "And tonight, I want to screw his brains outs at least six times, and I can't do him on the living room floor if my kids are going to come down." She said.
Cristina looked horrified, but Izzie rolled her eyes. "Alex is on call tonight. I'll take them." She said.
Meredith looked at her. "Are you sure, Iz? You did all the cooking."
"I've got them, Mer. You have your time with McDreamy." She covered Cameron's ears again. "Scream as loud as you want. Have sex on the staircase or whatever."
Meredith looked at the stairs before her and shrugged. "Could work." She said, grinning. She leaned down and hugged Cameron. "You wanna go to Aunt Izzie's?" she asked. Cameron nodded. She always wanted to hang out with Izzie.
"Let's go get your brothers Cammieface." Izzie said.
Derek opened the door from his surgery, to find all of the lights turned out in his house. There was a faint flicker coming from the kitchen. A smile slowly spread across his face and he headed towards it. Meredith was wearing a green dress that he loved on her, and smiling.
"I didn't cook." She said quickly. "Izzie cooked. Hungry, Chief?" she asked, enough leer in her voice to wipe all his weariness away.
"Starving." He said, smirking. Wordlessly, they sat, and Derek poured two glasses of wine. They were almost silent as they ate, their glances saying more than words could.
"Where are the kids?" Derek asked halfway through the meal.
"Sleeping." Meredith said nonchalantly. Derek arched an eyebrow at her, but didn't say anything. By the time they had eaten dessert and Meredith had cleared half the dishes from the table, Derek spoke again.
"Okay, where are our children?"
"I said they were sleeping." Meredith said. She abandoned the plate she was rinsing in the sink and turned to lean against the counter. She fixed him with a sly smile. "I should probably go check on them." She left the room quickly, and Derek couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.
He was clearing the rest of the dishes from the table when he heard Meredith on the stairs. She padded into the kitchen, completely naked, but Derek had his back turned, rinsing plates and loading them into the dishwasher.
"They still sleeping?"
He could practically hear the smile in her voice when she replied, "I'd assume so. Did I not mention that they're at Izzie's?" Derek turned around, letting his jaw drop. Meredith grinned. "You underestimate, Derek Shepherd." She said, sticking one hand on her hip.
"Never." He said, moving towards her. She closed the gap between them, and jumped up, hooking her legs around him. Their lips locked and Derek stumbled towards the staircase. He laid her down in their bed.
"Get your clothes off." She instructed, her slim fingers undoing his shirt buttons. She abandoned the buttons and her hands flew to his belt buckle.
"I love it when you're bossy." He murmured into her lips. She unzipped his jeans, and he stood to tug them off. He was naked and on top of her in seconds. "Hey beautiful." He said, smiling down at her.
"Hey, yourself." She said back. "We've got six weeks worth of sex to have." She panted. "You up for it old man?" He slid inside of her, causing a deep groan to escape her lips.
"Answer your question?" he asked, starting to move slowly. He pushed hair out of her eyes, and leaned down to kiss her. She wrestled with his tongue impatiently as he teased her by starting to speed his motions slightly, only to slow down again.
"Derek…" she moaned. His mouth kissed down her neck, over her collarbone and stopped at her breast. Catching her in his mouth, he began to build speed as she groaned. He continued to move faster, her nails digging into his shoulders as he did. "Derek, come on…" she moaned urgently.
He arched an eyebrow at her, as though he didn't understand what she was asking for. As if there was anyway he couldn't understand. They were perfectly in sync, and always had been, but he liked to tease her. She tugged his head up from her breasts and kissed him. "Harder." She gasped into his mouth.
He knew they had plenty of time, all night really, but suddenly, he didn't want to stretch it out any longer. He felt his body screaming for the release she was asking for. He sped up, and Meredith's cries increased in volume. Derek couldn't help but match her; it was hard not to be loud, even when their kids were home. Her tiny hands gripped his hips, and slid frantically up his sides until settling on his shoulders again.
"Fuck, Derek…" she panted.
"Wait for me." He told her, kissing her neck again. Her nails raked down his back as she nodded. Their eyes locked at the time they both lost control, their shouts of each other's name becoming nothing more than noise as they let go with each other.
When Meredith could breathe again, she sat up a little to look at Derek. "Jesus." She muttered.
"Remind me to thank Izzie." Derek panted, wiping sweat off of her forehead with his thumb. Meredith grinned at him. "What?" he asked.
"I want more sex." She whispered, reaching down and taking him in her hand below the sheets. His body reacted immediately to her touch. "No thinking about Izzie. Or work. Or anything else." She said. Derek nodded obediently. "But speaking of Izzie," Meredith said. "Want to try the staircase?"