"This is good, right?" Meredith chirped happily as she ran her brush through her golden hair.
"This is good." He said with a smile as he watched her.
She looked so beautiful, standing there in her Oxford Tee shirt and shorts. He had never seen her so happy. It made him feel good. He loved her for who she was, but seeing her like this was amazing. He couldn't help but think in the back of his head that if they didn't get Anna, it would be devastating. He didn't even want to think about what it would do to her.
"Did you see her face?" Meredith asked with a smile.
"It was amazing, Mer." He said as he sat down on the bed. She ran and literally jumped in the bed with him.
"It just feels like this is the right thing. This is meant to be." She said as she bounced around all jittery.
"She is something else." Derek said with a smile. "She's strong. She reminds me of you." He said as he leaned over and kissed her. "Seeing her with you was unbelievable, to say the least. I don't think any of us thought she would react that way. You should have seen the look on Carol's face."
"She's so special Derek. She just has this light that surrounds her." Meredith said as she nestled into his side.
"She really does." Derek agreed as he laid there, looking down at her. "What time do you have to be in tomorrow?"
"Um, five, I think." She said as she thought. "Yep, five."
"It's already midnight." He said as he looked over at the clock. He flipped the bedside lamp off. "Goodnight." She laid there for a few minutes.
"What do you have tomorrow?" She asked.
"I don't think I have anything scheduled. Rounds, of course." He said with a smile.
"Hmm." She returned.
"I love you." He said as he kissed her. "I'm really proud of you." He said, making her smile. "Goodnight." He laid there for a thirty minutes. He could feel her moving around.
"I can't sleep." She finally whined. Derek chuckled softly. "My mind is spinning." She said with a giggle. Derek could see her shadow from the light coming in the window. She was removing her shirt. "How would you like your world to spin?" She whispered into his ear, and then nipped it, as she climbed on top of him.
"I think I could handle that." He said as he ran his hands down her back.
She leaned down and kissed him. Her tongue delved deeply into his mouth. They danced rhythmically, tasting each other. Meredith felt Derek's hands slide up her back and strategically unclasp her bra. She leaned back as he peeled it off of her, tossing somewhere in the room. She leaned back as he began kissing her neck, trailing down her chest. He caressed her nipple, then softly moved to the other.
"Oh God." She moaned softly as he nipped.
She moved her hips gently on top of him. In the dark his eyes were almost black, but the desire was glowing like a burning flame. She continued to rock, feeling him react beneath her.
"God, Mer." He moaned as he rose. She slid his hands down her back, resting them on her firm bottom. "Not a fan of the panties." He moaned as his hands rested on the fabric, rather than her soft skin.
She felt him slid them off of her. She lifted up and pulled them off the rest of the way. He swiftly slid his boxers off and tossed them aside. She paused for a moment, taking him in. She could see him in the moonlight. She looked into his eyes, full of need.
"I need you..." He moaned, as he looked at her.
She softly sat upon him, placing him inside of her wetness. They both paused of a moment, taking it all in, and awaiting the pleasure that was to come. Meredith began rocking her hips slowly. Her eyes never left his. He was the guy she wanted to spend the rest of her life with, in this moment, she knew that. She quicken her pace, rocking harder and faster. She heard him let out a faint moan. His hands rested on her hips, steadying her. She felt him growing inside of her. He could feel her tightening around him, only making his need more apparent.
"Oh God Mer!" She shouted.
"Derek!" She screamed as her orgasm took her over. She felt him release inside of her. "Oh God." She said as she collapsed on top of him. "Thank you..." She moaned. She looked up at his face, only to see a smile. They laid there, their sweaty bodies together.
Meredith laid there listening to Derek sleep. There was something about him being in a peaceful sleep that made her feel so much better. She knew that he was the man she wanted to spend her nights with. He was the man she wanted to drink coffee with in the morning. He was the one she wanted to rock next to the front porch. And then it snapped into her mind. As they rocked, on a Sunday afternoon, she wanted to be waiting for someone. She wanted to be waiting for their children. For their grandchildren. She took a deep sigh and smiled. For the first time, she was looking forward to something.
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Meredith laid on the front porch swing. The air was cold, but she didn't care. She just needed to be outside, breathing in it's freshness. The stars were nonexistent. She wished she were at the trailer. You could always see them there. They were so bright. The city lights were far from there. Derek had gotten pulled into an emergency surgery. She was going to go visit him in the on-call room, but she decided not to. George and Izzie were both gone. They didn't seem to be around much anymore. She didn't know if it was because they had their own lives, or if it was because she and Derek were so wrapped up in each other.
They received no call. Part of her knew that they wouldn't call until Monday. But at the same time, she had secretly hoped that Derek's ties with the director would have helped. The wait was killing her. She thought about this house. She had grown up in this house. And now, at the moment, it hit her. All the memories. Some good, some bad. The thought of her dad, saying goodbye in the driveway flashed into her head. It made her wince. She knew that she needed a change. She knew that if she was going to raise a family, she didn't want to do it here. She closed her eyes and wrapped her arms around herself. She drifted into a light sleep with smile on her face. Then she felt a hand on her. Her eyes flew open.
"Jesus Derek!" She shouted as she looked at him.
"What are you doing out here?" He asked as he sat down. She rested her head on his lap.
"Thinking." She said as she closed her eyes.
"This is not a good place to think. The fenced in back yard...yes. Here...no." Hs stated. "You could get mugged."
"With my light sleeping?" She asked with a smile. "I would wake right up!"
"Yeah. Maybe you would hear your attacked...Between snores!" He laughed.
"Not funny. I do not snore." She clarified with a smile.
"Ah, yes you do. I find it charming." He said as he leaned down and kissed her.
"They haven't called." She stated with a sigh.
"They will." He reassured her. "Give it time." She moaned and laid their for a few minutes.
"The stars are so much better at the trailer." She said as she looked up into the sky.
"That they are. But if I want to see them, all I have to do is look in your eyes." He whispered.
"Oh dear God, Derek. That was bad, even for you." She giggled.
"Ya think?" He asked with a cocked head.
"I know." She returned. "Do you know what else I know?" She asked as she looked up at him.
"What's that?" He asked as he ran his fingers through her hair.
"Well..." She said as she bit her bottom lip and winced.
"What, Mer?" He asked, with a hint of worry.
"I want to move. I want to live in the house. I want us to move in the house." She said in a quick breath.
"Really?" He asked in shock. He had built it for her, but she had always acted uninterested. And lately, he was beginning to think that they were stuck in the mud. Nothing had changed. That was fine. He was happy with no movement. It was better than backwards. And now, she said this.
"Really." She returned. "But I want it to be lived in. Not a magazine house." She bossed. He smiled.
"Whatever you want, Mer." He returned frankly.
"And we take my bed. It's all I can sleep in. And I think we have a good track record in it." She laughed.
"Okay, Mer." He returned once again.
"And--" She started.
"Mer, whatever you want, I'm game." He said as he kissed her, she sighed. "What are we going to do with this house?" He asked. Her face turned to stone. "Stevens and O'Malley..." He started.
"They will stay here. I won't kick them out. They stay." She said firmly.
"We have time. They just started working on the inside today." He explained.
"I want to see it!" she said as he face lit up.
"Nope. Not until it's done. It has to be a surprise." He said with a wicked smile.
"No fair!" She whined.
"This is big..." He trailed off, in shock.
"Yeah, I guess it is." She answered. She closed her eyes, realizing that she had just taken a gigantic leap, and she knew he was holding her hand and leaping with her.
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Meredith was thankful when she woke up on Sunday morning. She wanted to work. She needed to get her mind off of the temporary custody situation. She rose out of bed so as not to awake Derek. She looked at his face. He was completely peaceful. She had to smile, knowing that they were in a good place right now. She knew he was tired from his long surgery last night, so she didn't wake him. She took a quick shower and headed downstairs. George was already sitting at the kitchen table.
"Hey." She said cheerfully.
"Hey." He responded, looking up from his breakfast.
"Where's Iz?" Meredith asked as she poured herself a cup of coffee.
"She's off today." George answered. "And she's lucky."
"Why?" She asked looking at him.
"I got no sleep last night." George explained with a yawn.
"It wasn't because of me." She chimed in. She grabbed a bowl and poured some cereal.
"No. It's Callie. She wants to "move forward in our relationship." I'm not ready to move forward. Things are fine the way they are." George told her.
"Did you tell her that?" Meredith asked dumbly.
"Well, no. I am hoping she will just figure it out. I don't want to hurt her feelings." George mumbled.
"Oh, and leading her along won't? That is the worst thing you can do." Meredith snapped.
"I guess you're right." He finally agreed. "So you haven't gotten Anna's room ready."
"I am not counting my chickens before they're hatched." Meredith explained as she took a bite of cereal.
"Well, I hope it works out." George pointed out.
"So do I." Meredith said with a faint smile. "What time are you getting off?" She asked George.
"I think I am working a twelve, I don't know." He huffed as he threw his head back.
"I'm on-call. Do you still want to ride with me?" She asked as she put her bowl in the sink.
"Sure. I guess I can always take a cab home." George said with a shrug.
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George and Meredith walked into the hospital slowly. She was feeling fine. She had been ready to go this morning and George had brought her down. He was sulking. That was the only thing that he did that really bothered her. It was irritating. She was an avoider, but he just whined. If they could both just do and say what they felt, they would be much better off. They looked around the locker room, it was pretty much empty.
"Are we supposed to be here?" George asked as he looked.
"I was just going to ask you the same thing." Meredith said as she pulled her scrub pants up. "Oh well, I'm here now." She said with a shrug.
"Thanks for volunteering to be here today." Miranda Bailey said as she swung the door open.
"I didn't volunteer." They both said quickly.
"Oh, you didn't? Well you have now." She said with an evil smile. "O'Malley, you're in the pit. And Grey, you are with me." She said quickly.
"You know Cristina would have been more than happy to work." Meredith said as she walked behind Miranda.
"Are you complaining?" She asked quickly.
"No. I wanted to work today." She said quickly. "I was just saying..."
"Well, quit saying." Miranda spat. "We have a hemorrhoidectomy on the board."
"Oh joy." Meredith said sarcastically.
"Are you complaining again?" Miranda said as she raised her eyebrows.
"No, absolutely not! I am happy to be here. Anything you want, I can do." Meredith said sickeningly sweet.
"Good. Go prep my patient. I have a feeling this is going to be a very long day for you." Miranda spat as she went over her chart.
"I have a feeling you're right..." Meredith mumbled.
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"Okay Grey. What are we doing today?" Miranda asked as she grabbed the scalpel.
"Incisions will be made in the tissue around the hemorrhoid. The swollen vein inside the hemorrhoid will then be tied off to prevent bleeding, and the hemorrhoid is removed. The surgical area may be sewn closed or left open." Meredith explained with a sigh.
"Good." Miranda answered as she went to work.
Meredith stood there and watched, but her mind wasn't on that. It was on the fact that there was a little girl who was alone. She could tell that the Graves were nice people. It was obvious that they were doing their best with her. But she also knew Anna. She knew that she wasn't the type of child who was quiet. She loved to talk. It broke her heart that she was so withdrawn. Meredith couldn't believe that she, of all people was thinking this way. She wasn't motherly. At least she had never been before. Anna had unlocked something she never knew she had.
"Here." Miranda said as she handed Meredith the scalpel. Meredith looked down at the tool in shock. "Take it. You do one."
"Really?" Meredith asked with surprise.
"Don't make me change my mind!" Miranda spat. She watched as Meredith cut. It was textbook. She obviously had the touch.
"So how is it going?" Miranda asked softly.
"How is what going?" Meredith asked as she worked.
"The child." Miranda muttered.
"We are still waiting to hear. I guess we'll have to see." Meredith said with a smile. Miranda didn't respond. Meredith continued until she had removed each one.
"That was good, Grey." She said. "We are going to leave this open. So you know what that means." She said.
"I will be changing bandages." She said with a frown.
"Every hour." Miranda said with and evil laugh.
Meredith crashed into the bed in the on-call room. She was completely exhausted. Miranda was actually good to her. She had let her scrub in on all of her surgery, and she even let her assist. After a day of changing bandages, she was ready to sleep.
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"You look exhausted." Derek said as he walked up and kissed her on the forehead.
"I'm really not." She moaned as she finished writing on a chart.
"So you slept okay on the lumpy on-call room bed?" He asked with a chuckle.
"After my day, I was more than happy to sleep in a lumpy bed." She said with a smile.
"I bet. Bailey probably killed you." He said with a chuckle.
"Nearly." She said with a sigh.
She wanted to ask, but she knew what he was going to say. She knew he would say no. I'm sorry, but no they didn't call. She looked into his eyes.
"Yes, they called." He said as he looked at her.
"They called?" She asked in shock.
"They did. We have to talk to Carol tonight. At five." He said.
"Really?" She asked in shock.
"Really." He said quickly.
"How did you know what I was thinking?" She asked.
"I can read you like a book." He said with a smile and he pulled her close. "I guess today is judgment day." He muttered.
"Yeah, I guess it is." She returned.
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The ride to the agency was slow. She swore Derek was catching every traffic light and getting behind every slow car. She had no idea what was going to happen. She was hoping it would be in her favor, but she was trying not to hold out hope. She looked over at Derek. He looked so relaxed. He always looked relaxed. He pulled into the same parking spot. She was hoping that was a good sign. They walked up to the tired building. Neither spoke a word. They sat silently in their chairs, holding each other's hand. Finally she walked out. They both looked up at her with hope.
"Dr. Shepherd, Dr. Grey, how are you this evening?" She asked with a smile.
"We were hoping you could tell us." Derek said with a meek attempt at humor.
"Why don't you follow me to my office?" She said with a smile.
They followed her down the hallway. Derek looked over at Meredith. She saw him out of the corner of her eye. He looked unsure. It was the same way she felt. She squeezed his hand tightly as they took their seats.
"Well, a decision has been made." Carol said as she looked at them and then down at the ground.
Meredith panicked. This wasn't looking good. Her voice seemed disappointed, and her body language was off. She had a feeling and it wasn't happiness. She had a feeling that they were not going to be taking any small child into their home anytime soon.
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