So, here it is… Part 4. I'm sorry for the wait on the update, but I just got back in town, and it was a very active trip… so I slept most of the day away! Anyway, this was a cute chapter…I like it at least. And thank you for all the reviews, I love happy MerDer fics and I'm glad you guys enjoy it too! Remember to READ and REVIEW! Thanks!

Disclaimer: Nope, I still own nothing… sorry!

--anatomycd

Part 4

The inside of Derek's car was a new experience. She could tell many of his quirks from the car. The radio was on, but he switched it to a CD. It was The Clash. She smiled. He really was a one-of-a-kind man. Definitely not one to let go of, if you could help it. Meredith had to cover her mouth to keep from laughing. He was singing with the band, and not very well at that. She rested her arm on the center armrest. A shock went through her body when he unknowingly placed his arm next to her own. She could feel them connect, from just being next to each other. She saw him smile, but knew he was pretending not to notice how close they were.

They pulled up to the restaurant. He had surprised her with Italian food. She loved Italian, but that meant she'd have to stick with wine tonight, no tequila. Of course, for a first real date with Derek, tequila was probably better left at the bar.

Derek had made reservations, so they got a table almost instantly. There was no sign of another doctor or Seattle Grace worker in the room, so Meredith comfortably added to the conversation. The entire meal and date was very good; Meredith couldn't remember the last time she'd had such a wonderful time on a date, or when her last date was. She wasn't big on dating, more of a jump-into-it kind of girl. As the meal wrapped up, Meredith found herself asking Derek a question that she had not asked him in almost a month- "Would you like to come back to my place?"

Derek agreed and his car took them back to Meredith's house. As they pulled in the driveway, she saw Izzie's car, but not George's. George had a night shift, and Izzie always went to bed early. By this time, Meredith assumed they were safe to sneak up to her room. However, it took them a while to get out of the car, as Derek leaned over to kiss Meredith. She tried to get closer to him; she found the armrest to be quite a pest and asked Derek if he was ready to move this up to her room. He replied with "I'm really glad we're doing this."

The two of them made their way to the door and Meredith fumbled with her keys mindlessly as Derek started to kiss her neck. Ok, so she had a little too much wine at dinner, and apparently, Derek was a little silly himself. She finally connected the key to the door. She whispered "shhhh" as they went into the front hall. They quietly giggled the whole way up to her room, with no sign of Izzie.

Once up in the bedroom, she shuffled around for the buttons on his shirt, as he did the same to her. He kissed her, and her mind went blank. Her arms seemed to naturally find the right place to go. He started to kiss her neck and gently laid her on the bed. As they continued with the fiery kisses, she saw him look up. "Nice flowers," he said and Meredith just laughed.

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Meredith's head hit the pillow. She was breathing heavy, and so was he. They lay together in silence for a few minutes before Derek finally spoke. "Do you believe in soul mates?" Meredith heard Derek whisper before she drifted off to sleep.

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Meredith awoke once again with a sudden jolt, however, this time it was not the doorbell, but the sound of gentle snoring from the man next to her, who was holding her close. He was a hard sleeper, he had to be. She kissed him and he didn't even move. Somehow, she managed to untangle his arms from around her body, and she looked for her cell phone. Her room was a mess; she finally found her phone underneath her pants, which had been thrown under the bed. She picked it up and dialed Cristina's number as she fell into her oversized chair. Cristina answered and laughed when Meredith whispered "There's a boy in my bed!"

"So is it McDreamy?" and when Meredith told her yes, Cristina replied "well, are you going to tell me all about it?"

Meredith looked over at Derek, sleeping soundly in her bed and smiled. This was the start of something new, something good. Even with all the consequences, she felt ready to take the next step and cross that line. Meredith finally answered Cristina. "Of course I'll tell you about it, now where should I begin…"