-1Kirsty lifted the sides of the dress up, the look of disgust across her face.

'I said I would wear a dress on the condition that I didn't look like a Christmas tree,' Meredith came up behind her, wrapping her arms around her neck.

'Ok, well I have another suggestion,'

'In what I'm wearing, I'm open to anything,'

'Trouser suit,'

'Mere,'

'Yeah,'

'I love you,' Meredith kissed the side of her head.

'Now before people start wondering why they have a Christmas tree up when it's only may, go and get changed,' Derek came up behind Meredith, wrapping his arms around her waist slowly.

'What the hell did you put her in?'

'A Christmas tree,'

'She actually looked like a Christmas tree,'

'Shh, she'll here you,' Meredith laughed gently, Derek kissing down the side of her neck.

'Seriously, you can't start this here,'

'we could say we were going to put stuff in the car,'

'You are a wicked wicked man Derek Shepherd,'

Kirsty slowly came down the stairs, holding onto the banister.

'I HATE HEELS,'

'You said you liked them,'

'They are crap to walk in,' Meredith and Derek looked through the kitchen door, Kirsty walking towards them in the emerald green suit.

'I have to say, if you were older, I would have serious problems beating away boys from the house' Kirsty blushed slightly, Meredith smiling broadly at Derek.

'We want to talk to you about something…well Derek wants to talk to you about something,'

'Ok, let me get out these heels so I can walk,'

'MAKE SURE YOU HANG THE SUIT UP,' Kirsty grunted as she fell up the stairs, Meredith shaking her head as she made coffee.

'You realise I'll go up there in about five minutes and everything will be sprawled across the floor,'

'You know it will,' Kirsty skid along the floor on the bottoms of her grey tracksuit trousers, stopping herself on the kitchen counter.

'I'll leave you guys to it,'

'And before you say anything I hung the suit up,' Meredith raised an eyebrow, Kirsty smiling.

'So you going to tell me that I just spent a day trying on dresses for nothing?' Derek looked at Kirsty

'What? No…it's…look I'm marrying Meredith and when I asked you I said that you would be involved, you would be in it as well,'

'Yeah,'

'How would you feel about making that official?' Kirsty tipped the cereal into the bowl, not batting an eye lid.

'I don't get it,'

'How would you feel if I adopted you…like the way Meredith has?' Kirsty dropped the bowl on the floor, looking at Derek.

'You want me?' Derek smiled broadly.

'I want you,' Kirsty ran over, practically jumping on Derek.

'Is that a yes?'

'YES!,'

Derek sat on the couch, Kirsty lying on top of him. Meredith came in, handing him the glass of wine and curling up beside him.

'I think she called everyone that she knew,' Derek smiled.

'She says we should go and do it tomorrow,' Meredith sighed contentedly against Derek's chest.

'You've made her happy, like over the moon happy. I've never saw her like that before Derek. Never. She felt wanted. I know that I adopted her. But she felt like that was just part of the course. That I had to look after her. But you, you asked her if you could have her…you made her feel wanted for the first time in her life…I know that she knows that I wanted her…but deep down Derek…she feels wanted deep down,'

'And I want her more than anything. I want you more than anything,'

'Well I hate to say it Derek shepherd, but you have us both,'