"So this is it." Christina sighed opening the door to the apartment that she and Lewis brought.
"Awesome view." Meredith comment looking out the large windows that overlooked most of the city including the Space Needle.
"Yeah, it's pretty nice." She shrugged. "I have to get back to the hospital for two hours. Feel free to take a shower. Towels are in the closet in the bathroom." She turned towards but stopped. "But don't you dare have sex in my bed!"
They laughed. "We won't, Yang."
"Sure you won't." She rolled her eyes. "At least clean up after yourselves. I will hurt you if you leave any condom wrappers on my floor."
"Go, Chris." She rolled her eyes. Christina gathered he things and left.
"You know, she said we couldn't have sex in her bed. What about the shower?" Mark asked.
"All bets are off." She gave him a suggestive smirk as she wrapped her arms around his neck.
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"Meredith?" Christina called when she opened the door. "McSteamy?"
"Hey, Chris." Meredith said coming out of the kitchen with Mark in tow.
"Oh god, did you have sex on my kitchen table."
"No!" Meredith answered defensively. "Where's Kevin? I want to meet him?"
"He's getting his things out of the car." She replied as she walked into the kitchen.
"So I was thinking. Do you have any plans tonight?" Meredith asked. Christina shook her head. "I wondered if we could go see Izzie, Alex, and George."
"Barbie. Evil Spawn. Bambi. Got it." Christina nodded. "But you'll see them at the rehearsal dinner."
"Rehearsal dinner? The rehearsal isn't tonight."
"Oh right, did I forget to tell you? It's tonight. Kevin had to pick up a shift and this was the only available night, so… But don't worry. All you have to do is show up and do as your told. And the dinner is at that fancy Italian place Le… whatever. I wanted to have it at Joe's but it was too informal or whatever. So we have to spend an arm and a leg per person for food instead of five dollars per person for cheeseburgers."
"Whatever. You know out of the whole group of people we were involved with back then we were the only two without nicknames." Meredith mused. "Izzie was Barbie. Alex was Evil Spawn. George was Bambi. Mark was McSteamy. Addison was Satan. And Derek was McDreamy now gone McAss."
"Yeah, I guess your right." Christina chuckled.
"Hey, why do you guys get exempted from nicknames?" Mark asked.
"We're too cool for them." Christina shrugged.
The door opened.
"Chris?" A male voice came.
"In the kitchen." She called back. Soon, he appeared. He was a little shorter than Mark and was well-toned and muscular . He had dark brown hair and brown eyes.
"Hi." He said giving them a welcoming smile. "You must be Meredith and Mark. I'm Kevin." He extended a hand towards Meredith first giving her a firm hand shake. "Chris has told me a lot about you."
"She's told me a lot about you too." Meredith smiled.
"Nice to meet you." Mark greeted as Kevin shook his hand.
"You too. I'm a big fan of your work."
"Thanks."
"Yours too Meredith. I've heard great things about you and your guys' practice."
"Thank you."
"Come on. I'm so sick of this meet and greet crap. I want to sit down." Christina announced.
"What do you mean your tired of it? It just started like a minute ago?" Meredith asked.
"His mother is in town." Christina sighed.
"Oh, that's the make or break of a relationship." Meredith winced. "How is she?"
"Sickeningly nice." Christina replied.
"That's a good thing. At least she isn't like Burke's mother." Meredith rolled her eyes at the thought.
"Yeah she isn't making me shave off my eyebrows. Who the hell does that anyway?"
"I don't know." Meredith sighed as she sat on the couch next to Mark, who was talking to Kevin about plastic surgery. Rolling her eyes, she relaxed against his chest and continued her conversation with Christina.
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"We aren't doing much of the ceremonial things with the rehearsal. We're more just running through all that needs to be done and going to the restaurant." Christina informed her.
"I didn't expect you'd want to." Meredith replied.
"You know me well… Um, tomorrow is the final fitting."
"What color are the dresses?"
"I couldn't do brown again. So they're champagne or whatever it's called."
"Kevin seems like a great guy."
"Don't get all sentimental and mushy on me."
"What are we supposed to wear to the rehearsal?"
"I would say jeans but the restaurant is fancy so you know, a dress. I know it's a sickening thought, but whatever. Sloan can get by with just dress pants and a dress shirt I guess. At least that's what I told Evil Spawn and Bambi."
"Alright, Mark and I will meet you there."
"Okay."
With that Meredith turned and walked out of the apartment and down to the car where Mark was waiting for her.