A/N: Honeymoon! I decided on a cruise because I've been on six and I've loved every one of them. So I'm pretty much a cruise expert. Yeah because I'm that cool. Anyways, I feel like it'd be an amazing honeymoon so that's my reasoning. Enjoy!

WARNING: This chapter jumps around a lot so yeah. It's in chronological order though. It'll all make sense.

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"This is going to be amazing," Meredith smiled as they waited to walk up the gangplank in Bayonne, New Jersey. They'd already given in their bags, gone through security, and waited for a bus to take them to the ship. Neither cared though. The thought of being alone on the Explorer Of The Seas, a Royal Carribbean cruise ship, excited them.

"You and me for seven days virtually alone," Derek smiled leaning over her shoulder to kiss her cheek. "How couldn't that be amazing?"

"You do know we're going to need to get out of the room and do things right?"

"Why?" he whined.

"Well when your family asks what we did on our honeymoon and they want to see pictures…"

"They get that it's our honeymoon," he smiled wrapping his arms around her waist from behind as the slowly moved forwards.

"Yeah but I mean the places we're stopping we should go do things."

"But there's only one person I want to do," Derek smirked.

"Oh shut up perv," Meredith giggled, "at this rate, you're not getting any."

"You can't deny sex on our honeymoon!" he whispered harshly, but jokingly, in her ear.

"Watch me," she joked. They stayed quiet as they separated to take pictures for sea passes and passed through the security line. Walking hand in hand to the elevator they stole occasional smiles at each other. "Wow," Meredith smiled as she looked into the 'lobby' of the ship from the glass elevator.

"Yeah," Derek said watching her.

"Derek," she giggled looking back at him, "you weren't even looking."

"I was looking at something better," he shrugged.

"Corny," she muttered under her breath, a grin tugging at her lips.

"We're here," he announced to her, seeing as that they were the only inhabitants of the elevator.

"What room are we in?" she asked as they exited the elevator.

"Twelve oh one," Derek said taking her hand. "Here we are," he said as they approached double doors.

"Presidential suite?" Meredith gasped. Derek nodded. "Derek you didn't!"

"I did," he smiled. "After we made the reservations I called back and asked for the switch." He took out the sea pass, which was also a room key, and swiped it in the door. "Are you mad?" Derek asked with his hand on the doorknob, ready to open.

Instead of answering Meredith just shoved him into the open room. "I love you," she whispered capturing his lips as the door slammed shut.

"Glad you like it."

Meredith smiled and looked around the room. There was a very large living area as well as a separate door leading to a bedroom. "This is amazing Der."

"You haven't even seen the bathroom yet." Meredith smiled at him and left his side to go investigate the bathroom. Once there she gasped at the Jacuzzi tub. "This is what sold me on the suite," he said wrapping his arms around her. She captured his lips fiercely in a passionate kiss as they stumbled back to get to the bedroom.

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"You don't want to buy anything?" he prodded as they walked hand in hand through the streets of San Juan, Puerto Rico.

"Derek," she laughed, "I don't need anything."

"Yes but do you want anything?"

"No."

"Even a sexy little bikini?" Derek asked hopefully.

"I have plenty of those in the hotel room," she whispered seductively in his ear.

"Yes but you're sure you don't want one?"

"Positive."

"Fine," he conceded. "Don't let me spoil you on our honeymoon," he mumbled dramatically. They walked along happily until Derek saw a store baring the name 'Del Sol'. "Oh Mer we have to stop here. I read all about this place in my tour book."

"You're such a girl with your stupid tour book," she teased.

"How am I a girl?" he asked pulling her into the store.

"You always see mothers walking around carrying tour books and sporting fanny packs."

"Well, my very cool, very manly tour book had a story about this place."

"Yeah…" Meredith trailed.

"Well, this woman got angry with her husband so she bought nail polish here and since the point of this store is that the colors change in the sun she bought clear polish that turned red in the sunlight. That night when her husband was sleeping, she painted his nails but he wasn't able to see it until he went golfing with friends and his nails turned red."

Meredith stared at him. "That's a lie."

"I swear to you its not. Here we'll find the polish and I'll prove it," Derek announced leading her over to nail polish. "See," he said picking up a clear one and holding it to a box that gave out UV rays. "Turned red," he smirked.

"Maybe we should get some," she responded, obviously intrigued.

"No way," Derek said semi-jokingly, "knowing you, you'd make me go to work with red nails and have Mark and the rest of my colleagues laughing at me all day."

"Sounds fun!"

"For you, yes."

"Fine," she sighed dramatically. "How about you get me a bag that changes color in the sun then."

"Good, great."

She carefully picked out a bag and held it up to the UV box. "This is pretty cool," Meredith admitted to him.

"I knew you'd like it."

"Oh you know me so well," she teased.

"You know I do."

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"Ready?"

"Very," Meredith smiled as they walked along the dock in Labadee, Haiti. Following after the other groups, Meredith and Derek walked out to the smaller sections of the dock that were blocking in the wave runners. Derek carefully boarded first, extending a hand for Meredith to get on behind him. She quickly spread her legs and sat on the wave runner. As she wrapped her arms around her husband the leader signaled for them to pull out. With help from a worker Derek guided the small craft out of its 'parking space'. Meredith put her head on Derek's back as they rode through the bright blue waves.

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"We're going to be late Derek!" Meredith called through the suite as she secured her earring in her ear.

"Mer, there's no rush. They won't not let us eat," he called back.

"I'm ready. If you didn't spend three hours on your hair, you would be too," she said straightening her dress as she stood.

"Hey!" Derek called fake hurt gracing his tone. "You love the hair!"

"Hm…" she contemplated, "if it's keeping me from eating then, shave it off."

"I'm ready," he said walking out of the bathroom. "Don't threaten to shave my…wow," Derek stared in shock at the sight in front of him. Meredith stood waiting, a short indigo dress hugging her curves, extenuating them. A pair of silver heels framing her feet. Maybe this formal night thing wouldn't be so bad after all.

"What?"

"You look…wow."

"Oh, thanks," she blushed, "you don't look so bad yourself," she smiled walking towards him. He stood clad in an indigo suit with a white shirt. "We're matching," Meredith whispered as he took her into his arms.

"That we are."

"We should go…take pictures and such."

"We should," he responded taking her hand as they walked out of their suite and making the short trip to the elevator. They stepped into the crowded elevator and rode it down to the main deck. Derek let go of Meredith's hand and wrapped an arm around her slender waist, giving her a light peck on the cheek.

"Camera man!" Meredith exclaimed softly as they walked over to an available picture taking station.

"You here for the pictures?" the man asked, they nodded. He positioned them carefully and snapped a few shots before telling them that they were all set and to pick them up later in the evening a deck below.

They quickly hurried to dinner to fill their almost empty stomachs.

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"Ugh," Meredith groaned trying to shove the suitcase shut as Derek brushed his teeth.

"Our alright Mer?" Derek called from the bathroom.

"Stupid, idiotic…" she mumbled kicking the suitcase as Derek walked out of the bathroom.

"Fight with the suitcase?" he teased.

"It won't shut."

"Let me help," he said giving her the signature 'McDreamy' smile and patting the suitcase. Meredith sat on top as Derek easily zipped it shut. "We're a great team."

"That we are McDreamy," Meredith giggled.

"McDreamy?" Derek questioned.

"Oh just a stupid nick name Cristina gave you a while ago."

"You think I'm dreamy?" he asked cockily.

"Oh god, the last thing you need is an ego boost," she groaned.

Derek stuck his tongue out at her as he carried their suitcases to the door and put them outside. When he turned back around he found his fiancé lying back on the bed. He smiled and flopped in beside hr. "Back to normal life tomorrow," he sighed.

"No more cocoon."

"No more cocoon," he echoed sadly.

"We've still got one more night in cocoon land," she purred seductively.

"That we do," Derek raised his eyebrows rolling on top of her.

"I love you Der," she whispered.

"I love you too."

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A/N: Honeymoon fluff! That will be mostly the last fluff for the next few chapters.