The Reception!
The reception was held on a ferry boat that floated about one hundred metres away from the dock. It was nothing big as Bailey was on call, as were Callie and George who spent a little over an hour with us.
I was sipping a flute of champagne when I felt arms encircle me from behind; the arms were small and sat around my hips so I knew it couldn't be Derek.
"Hmm…" I looked down at the tiny hands with lavender coloured fingernails and giggled. "I wonder who belongs to these beautiful little hands…" I grabbed onto them and rubbed them lightly. "They must be…" I whipped around and smiled at Charlotte who was giggling excitedly. "My little girl!"
"Hi mommy!" she said happily as I reached down to cuddle her.
"Are you having fun my love?" I asked her.
She nodded excitedly as the speakers blasted her favourite song.
"Mommy it's my song!" she exclaimed. She grabbed my hands and pulled me onto the dance floor as the lyrics started.
Do you believe in magic?
In a young girls heart
How the music can free her
whenever it starts
And it's magic
if the music is groovy
It makes you feel happy like an old time movie
I'll tell ya about the magic
It'll free your soul
but it's like trying to tell a stranger 'bout rock n roll
I spun Charlotte around on the dance floor and started dancing like I'd never done before; perhaps it was the champagne but I was damn well free… it was most definitely the magic…
Izzie and Derek joined us on the dance floor along with Lexie and Alex.
Cristina and Mark stood to the side.
"Oh no you don't!" I exclaimed as I ran over and pulled them onto the dance floor.
"I don't dance!" Cristina cried.
"You do now!" I told her with a laugh.
It was most definitely telling a stranger about rock and roll.
Mark stood his ground.
"No way Meredith!" he cried.
Charlotte ran over.
"Let's go!" she grabbed his hand and pulled him onto the dance floor.
If you believe in magic, don't bother to choose
If it's jug band music or rhythm and blues
Just go and listen
It'll start with a smile
It won't wipe off your face no matter how hard you try
Your feet start tapping
And you can't seem to find
How you got there
So just blow your mind
"Here it Cristina! Just blow your mind!" I told her with a smile.
She shook her head and I resorted to singing to her.
"Your feet start tapping and you can't seem to find…" I sang.
"You've had too much champagne!" Cristina told me.
If you believe in magic
Come along with me
We'll dance until morning, just you and me
and maybe, if the music is right
I'll meet ya tomorrow
so late at night
I managed to pull Cristina onto the dance floor where she danced reluctantly for a while; trying her best to not enjoy herself; finally, however she got into the moves and was dancing with Charlotte like crazy. She picked her up in one swoosh and twirled her around while singing to the lyrics.
We'll go a dancin' baby then you'll see
all the magic's in the music and the music's in me, yeah
Do you belive in magic? Yeah.
Believe in the magic in a young girl's soul
believe in the magic of rock n roll
Believe in the magic that can set you free
Ohhhh, talkin' bout magic
Do you believe like I believe?
Do you believe in magic?
The song finished and I smiled at Derek who was completely astounded by the fact that I had gotten Cristina onto the dance floor.
He pulled me over to him and smiled.
"I haven't yet asked you to dance Mrs. Shepherd…" he whispered.
"So ask me," I told him.
"Mrs. Shepherd…" he smiled.
I still couldn't get over that name.
"Yes?"
"Would you do me the honour of dancing with me…?" a smile crept across his face.
As best man, it was Mark's duty to announce that we were taking to the dance floor.
"And, for the bridal waltz, please welcome Mr. and Mrs. McDreamy…oops…" the alcohol was definitely hitting him. "Sorry, force of habit…"
The song played through the speakers as we moved onto the dance floor; he wrapped his arm around me gently and took my hand in his as we began to dance…
It's amazing how you can speak right to my heart
Without saying a word you can light up the dark
Try as I may I could never explain
What I hear when you don't say a thing
For Derek, this song held so many memories…he knew exactly what I said when I didn't even say it…
The smile on your face lets me know that you need me
There's a truth in your eyes sayin' you'll never leave me
The touch of your hand says you'll catch me if ever I fall
You say it best when you say nothing at all
And for me it was so much more…you see that second line, it meant more to me than anyone could ever know; for it was Derek who restored my faith in love. Years of torment from the wracking issues of abandonment were not important anymore…
All day long I can hear people talking out loud
But when you hold me near, you drown out the crowd
Old Mr. Webster could never define
What's being said between your heart and mine
Even when I was the most talked about person in the hospital, there was nothing that could describe just how much he meant to me…
I felt his arm tighten around my waist as we danced, knowing everyone was watching. I nestled my head gently on his chest and closed my eyes for an instant…just trying to savour the moment as best I could.
As the next verse rang out, the couples joined on the dance floor to dance; with George on call, Izzie took Charlotte onto the dance floor and lifted her up to dance with her in her arms.
Surprisingly, Lexie and Alex joined to dance, followed by Bailey and Tucker Snr; Richard and Adele; Cristina and Burke.
The song was perfect…my life, was on its way to being perfect.
Everyone mingled for a while and after a while, Charlotte grew tired.
"Mommy…" she tugged on my dress as I stood talking to Cristina and Burke.
"Yes my darling?" I asked her as I picked her up. I noticed how dark her eyes were becoming.
"Hello beautiful Charlie!" Burke smiled as he ran his hand down her cheek.
The tequila and sea motion had hit Cristina in a less than anticipated way.
"Oh hello beautiful princess!" she exclaimed as she grabbed her from my arms and gave her a hug in a way I'd never seen Cristina do before.
"Aunty Cristina…you are talking funny!" Charlotte laughed.
Cristina laughed as well.
"Oh I know honey blossom…" she giggled. She turned to me and tousled Charlotte's hair lightly. "She is a little blossom! Isn't she? Aren't you?" she turned back to look at Charlotte.
Charlotte nodded.
"Like mommy's flower conditioner!" Charlotte told her.
"Just like that!" Cristina answered. She kissed Charlotte's cheeks over and over again showing signs of affection that had never surfaced before tonight.
I turned to Burke and looked at him surprised.
"This is weird…" I told him.
"Very, very weird!" he agreed.
"But very cute," I laughed.
"Indeed," he answered.
I snatched up the camera.
"Let me take a picture of you and your Aunty Cristina," I told Charlotte.
Cristina leaned in to kiss Charlotte's cheek as a pose for the camera.
"You're my favourite niece!" she said.
I giggled.
"She's your only niece!" I reminded her.
"But if Barbie and Bambi ever have children, this one will still be my favourite…" Cristina said.
Izzie and Alex came over laughing at something that had just happened.
"Your husband is wondering why The Clash isn't a part of the song list!" Izzie laughed.
"Because he insists on imitating Joe Strummer with an air guitar!" I told her with a laugh.
Cristina outstretched her arms.
"Izzie!" she squealed as she handed Charlotte to Alex and grabbed Izzie in a hug.
"Oh god…" Izzie cried as Cristina squeezed her. She looked at me with a confused and puzzled expression. "She's plastered!"
"This is true," I replied with a sarcastic and half amused smile.
But Cristina wasn't the only one.
"Honey!" Derek ran over and lifted me up in his arms.
I screeched in shock.
"What's up?" I asked him.
He looked up in a drunken manner.
"Lots…lots and lots of pretty lights…" he murmured.
I rolled my eyes and turned around to see Mark stumbling over.
"Oh god…what have you two been drinking…?" I leaned in to smell his breath. "Is that…oh god, is that tequila?"
Derek nodded and Mark stumbled into him to rest his arm around him.
"Mer…tequila and vodka…" he slurred.
"Together?" I exclaimed. I grabbed onto Derek's shirt and dragged him over to a chair. "Drink this!" I shoved a glass of water in front of him.
It didn't take long for Derek to sober up slightly, but by this time, Mark had found the bar again and he had passed out on the dock as the ferry reached land again. Izzie, being as kind as she was, and one of the only sober people left, took him back to the house where he spent the night on our couch.
The night finished up and Derek and I took the kids home. As we put Charlotte to bed she stirred slightly.
"Mommy…" she whispered.
"What is it baby?" I asked.
"Thank you for letting me be the flower girl…" she murmured.
"You were the best flower girl ever…" I told her.
Derek smiled and leaned down to kiss her.
"We love you so much little princess," he whispered.
Charlotte closed her eyes again.
"I love you too…" she answered softly.
Derek and I walked over to the bedroom where I stopped at the doorway.
"Tradition?" I suggested.
"You don't usually follow tradition…" he chuckled.
"I do now," I laughed.
He swooped me up in his arms and carried me into the bedroom where he placed me down on the bed.
"Welcome to your wedding night Mrs. Shepherd," he smiled cheekily.
I allowed him to unhook the buttons of my dress as they travelled down my back and rested above my hips. His fingers looped through the straps and pulled it down my body as I slipped out of it; his eyes widened as I stood before him in a small combination of satin and lace as it covered very little of my body.
"Welcome to your wedding night Derek Shepherd…" I said as I ran my hand seductively across my breast and rested it gently on my hip bone, just above my panties but enough to make him squirm.
I slowly walked over to him and pulled at his tie slowly and gently, allowing it to slip through my fingertips as I pulled it out of the collar. As the tie grew absent, I worked my fingers down over ever button, slowly undoing each one and letting my fingernails graze his skin gently. He quivered slightly as they grazed just below his navel and flicked at the top of his waistline.
"Mer…" he pulled me closer and kissed me gently.
"Wait…" I stepped back and unbuckled his belt, unzipping his pants and taking a firm grasp of what was below the fabric.
"Mmm…" he pressed his lips to my chest and shuddered in ecstasy. "Oh god…"
I allowed his hands to travel over my back and unclip my bra where he took control of the situation. He pulled me to him and lowered me onto the bed where he proceeded to kiss me. He flipped me onto my back and kissed every inch of bare skin as he let his fingertips skim over my abdomen and move down to the front of my panties where they rubbed the lace, sending me into a wave of erotic pleasure.
"Oh…Derek…oh god…" I moaned.
"You don't need these…" with one swift movement, he weaved his fingers under the waistline and pulled them down where he allowed his fingers to travel further and further beneath the sheets.
But this wasn't enough for me…I pulled him up and positioned him so he could enter me.
When he did I let go a moan of pleasure, his thrusting was consistent and beautiful as we made love in the glimmering moonlight that sleeked through the cracks in the curtains.
After moments of pleasure and content, Derek leaned on his elbow to peer into my eyes in the most beautiful and adoring of ways.
I rolled over and looked at the clock; it read 12:02 a.m.
"The first day of forever…" I told him.
He smiled at me and continued to stare.
"What is it?" I asked.
"It's just…" his eyes glistened with tears.
"What?"
"I don't think you've ever looked more beautiful than you do right now…" he whispered.
Okay so there it was! The wedding reception and the wedding night all in one...the next chapters will focus on Mer getting back into surgery!!
I hope you are all enjoying reading this, it's been so great getting reviews...makes a huge difference.
Cristina was drunk, drunk people do silly things!
The songs were "Do you believe in magic" and "When You Say Nothing At All"
Thanks again!!
Amy.