DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN GREY'S ANATOMY, I wish I did.
Meredith: Now that was a good ride!
Derek: Ahh, yes. (He turns on the car's defroster.) Now we must clear off these windows before I can drive home.
Meredith: Thanks for the dinner and bringing me to Joe's.
Derek: You don't have to say thank you. So how did you learn to play pool?
Meredith: My friend Mutt, well John's friend, he had a pool table. We used to hang out there and play all of the time. I got good, really good. I haven't played in a very long time.
Derek: It was very sneaky. I'm glad I didn't wager more.
Meredith: I bet you are. (They pull into their gated community.) I hate it here.
Derek: Where, Seattle? I thought you loved Seattle.
Meredith: Not here. Here! This house, this community. I don't fit in, and I don't want to. I don't know any of the neighbors. I just hate it.
Derek: Let's move.
Meredith: Really?
Derek: Really.
Meredith: Where?
Derek: Wherever you want.
Meredith: Okay. (They pull into the garage.)
Derek: So did you have a good time?
Meredith: I did. I really did. I'm ready for dessert.
Derek: Ahh, I can arrange that.
Meredith: No, not that. We just did that. I mean dessert, like cakes, cookies, ice cream, you know.
Derek: Oh, that dessert. That one is unhealthy, mine is good, very good. Fun exercise.
Meredith: Maybe I want both. (She pulls out a carton of espresso chip ice cream and a coke.) I am have a float. What one?
Derek: Uh, no. (He wrinkles his nose.)
Meredith: Come on, try it.
Derek: No thanks!
Meredith: Come on... (She shoves the spoon in his mouth.)
Derek: That isn't half bad.
Meredith: Want one?
Derek: Nope, I'm good. (He watches her quickly drink it up.)
Meredith: Come on. (She leads him upstairs. She runs the water in the bathtub.) Take a bath with me. (They climb in the bathtub.)
Derek: I like being in your tub.
Meredith: I like you in my tub. Our new house, it needs a big bathtub.
Derek: I agree with you there. So do you have an idea?
Meredith: What?
Derek: Have you been looking? Do you have one in mind?
Meredith: Well, I was thinking about the land. I think we should build a house on the land.
Derek: Oh... (He had s sound of shock and disappointment in his voice.)
Meredith: What?
Derek: It's nothing. I just- Never mind.
Meredith: No, not never mind. What is it? I thought we were communicating or whatever.
Derek: I'm not sure. Well, I wasn't sure what I wanted to do with my land.
Meredith: Oh. (Her face drops.) I'm sorry. It's your land. It's up to you what you want to do with it. You know, I'm actually pretty tired. (She climbs out of the tub and wraps herself with a towel.)
Derek: Meredith, wait.
Meredith: No. It's okay. Enjoy your bath, in our bathtub. I can share. (She dries off, throws a t-shirt on and climbs into bed, facing her bedside table. Derek quickly joined her.)
Derek: Meredith, I'm sorry. It didn't come out the way it was supposed to. I didn't mean it that way.
Meredith: It's already starting. Damn-it. (She starts to cry quietly. She doesn't want him too know.)
Derek: What's starting?
Meredith: The fighting.
Derek: We're not fighting! Meredith. (He rolls her over.) Oh Meredith. Don't cry. (He wipes her tears with his thumb.) I'm sorry. I didn't realize you wanted to build a house on the land. I want to build a house in the land. I want a home, with you.
Meredith: Really?
Derek: Really. So what kind of house are you wanting to build?
Meredith: I like the timber framed houses.
Derek: Now a timber framed house would be nice. By the water. It would be perfect.
Meredith: Derek?
Derek: Yeah?
Meredith: I love you.
Derek: I love you too. (She lays her head on his chest and falls asleep.)
Meredith and Derek have been inseparable for over a week. Meredith is happy to be back to work. She has already scrubbed in on two of Derek's surgeries, per their bet. Cristina has been a little jealous, although she won't admit. She feels like her person doesn't have any time for her. Meredith is eating lunch in the cafeteria by herself when Cristina walks up.
Cristina: So how did you ditch McDreamy?
Meredith: He's in surgery.
Cristina: Thank God.
Meredith: Why?
Cristina: Aren't you tired of him hanging around you?
Meredith: It's actually kind of nice.
Cristina: You're kidding me, right? You aren't that person.
Meredith: What person?
Cristina: That person. The one that's all touchy feel-y, hug-y kiss-y.
Meredith: Maybe I am...
Cristina: Okay...
Meredith: Are you jealous?
Cristina: I don't get jealous!
Meredith: Now who's lying?
Cristina: Crap.
Meredith: What?
Cristina: Here he comes... (Derek walks up behind her and kisses her on the neck.)
Derek: Hey. How is my soon-to-be-wife?
Meredith: I'm fine. Good. I scrubbed in on an esophageal hernia this morning.
Cristina: I have to go.
Meredith: Bye. (She leaves with a huff.)
Derek: What's wrong with her?
Meredith: She's jealous. Of you.
Derek: Seriously?
Meredith: Yep.
Derek: Hmm. (Addison and Mark walk up.)
Addison: Hey guys.
Meredith: Hey.
Derek: Good afternoon.
Mark: So what's going on?
Derek: Not much.
Addison: So...when's the big day?
Meredith: What day?
Derek: (Chuckles.) The big day.
Meredith: Oh, that one. I haven't thought about it.
Mark: That's uh- You are a woman, right? Addison had everything picked out in the first week. It all changed a thousand times, but she was into it. And you're...not.
Meredith: I'm into it.
Derek: She's taking her time.
Meredith: Yes, I'm taking my time. (Her pager goes off.) Thank God! (She runs off.)
Mark: She's taking time?
Addison: Not everyone gets into it like I did.
Derek: She hasn't said anything. At all.
Addison: She will.
Derek: I did the right thing, right?
Addison: Of course you did.
Mark: Maybe not.
Derek: She wouldn't have said yes, right. She isn't the type to- She's not a pushover.
Mark: Are you second guessing yourself? Derek Shepherd doesn't second guess.
Addison: Yes, but you've never seen Derek Shepherd in love...
Mark: That may be. (Derek is deep in thought.)
Addison: Derek. Derek!
Derek: Uh, what?
Addison: You did the right thing.
Mark: She's happy with you, man.
Derek: I hope she is...
Meredith worked later than Derek. Derek took the car home. Meredith got off around midnight. She was getting ready to call for a cab when George walked up. He offered her a ride. His apartment with Izzie was the opposite direction, but he wanted to take her home. The climb into George's car. Neither of them spoke for a few minutes. It was a strangely awkward silence.
George: So, did you get any good surgeries today?
Meredith: Yeah. I scrubbed in on an esophageal hernia. It was pretty good.
George: I was in the pit all day.
Meredith: Oh, yay.
George: No kidding. (They were both silent for a while.) Are you happy?
Meredith: What? Yes. Why would you ask?
George: I care about you, Meredith. You should be happy.
Meredith: I am. I love Derek.
George: That's good.
Meredith: So you and Callie?
George: Yeah. It's strange. On again, off again. I don't know if I love her.
Meredith: You don't?
George: I will, right?
Meredith: George, I've been there. It's no way to live. I can't tell you.
George: She's it. It's just her. There's no one else. Not anymore.
Meredith: What's that mean?
George: Oh nothing. (They pull into her driveway.)
Meredith: Thanks for the ride George.
George: See you tomorrow.
Meredith was exhausted. She needed to take a shower. She didn't feel like she even had the energy to open the shower door. The room was quiet. She had the feeling that Derek wasn't sleeping. She didn't want to wake him up if he was. She fumbled to the bathroom, stubbing her toe on the door frame. She quietly cursed a great many expletives, before getting in the shower. The warm water felt great. She sat down in the shower letting the hot water run down her aching body. She slowly closed her eyes, falling asleep. She woke up after a while. The water was freezing cold. Her whole body trembled. The chills taking over. She dried off her body and ran to bed. She had to get under the covers, next to Derek's warm body.
Derek: Shit, Meredith.
Meredith: Hmm. (She was half asleep before she even made it to the bed.)
Derek: You are freezing.
Meredith: I fell asleep in the shower.
Derek: Again?
Meredith: I'm exhausted.
Derek: You are working too hard.
Meredith: I'm an intern. I have to.
Derek: That may be. Come here. (He pulls her cold body up against his. The warmth had her asleep within minutes.) I love you. (He waited for a response, he knew she was out like a light.)