Hey guys. Sorry so short. I just finished my first twelve hour shift at the hospital today and I'm beat. I promise great things this weekend. Show the love!!

She will be loved

Derek pulled all the stops for Meredith. He cooked her a gourmet meal, fed, bathed, and put Delia down, did the dishes and laundry, and drew a bubble bath for Meredith to relax in while he finish up downstairs. He then surprised Meredith during her bath, by bringing her an amazing piece of turtle cheesecake drizzled with strawberries and sauce.

Secretly she wondered what was going on. Derek. Being perfect.

He was up to something.

"Derek. What do you want?" She said straight forward to him, not even worrying about what kind of effect if would have on him, or if he was even up to anything at all.

"Mer! Nothing is up. I just love you, that is all." He said, not looking her straight in the eyes. She knew it.

"Liar" she spat as she splashed him a little with the bathwater.

"HEY! I'm not a liar." He said smiling his Mcdreamy smile. "Most of the time…" he added under his breath, with a hilarious smirk on his face just trying to get a playful rise out of Meredith.

"You better spill it buddy. Or you get no sex! I will go on strike!" She said with a smirk better than his own, knowing that she had won.

"Uh. Fine. I was hoping I could start sleeping in your room again. I want to be near you Mer. I miss you everynight in my arms."

"Oh." She replied. Was she ready? Could she handle him moving back into their old room with her? She wondered how it would play out in front of her. "Ok Derek. I think its time for you to move back in. I miss you too. I want to give this another shot. But I want you to take care of my heart this time. If you ever break it again, I will take Delia and leave and you will have neither of us. Do you understand? This is the last time. The end of the line." She added.

"Oh. Thank you Mer." He said, suffocating her with kisses as he leaned over and let his whole body fall in the tub on top of her, not even worried about the water hitting the floor or the uneaten cheesecake now covered with suds and bubbles.

Meredith woke up suddenly in the middle of the night. She was tangled into Derek, naked and sweating. They had made love, over and over again until she finally fell peacefully asleep, but she had been having nightmares lately and for some reason she couldn't sleep. As quietly as she could, she scooted her body towards the edge, and slid off grabbing her robe and wrapping it around her. She slipped out the door into the hallway, looked in on Delia, and continued on down the stairs into the kitchen to get a glass of water. She walked around aimlessly, wishing for sleep to come, until she found herself in Derek's old office. She grabbed some small shoeboxes out of the closet and sat on the floor and started to look at all of the pictures she had collected over the years.

One box of college memories. One full of ex-boyfriends. One of her first year at Seattle Grace with all of her new family. One of her wedding. One of her pregnancy and Delia.

She had finally gotten back the love of her life, so why was she so uneasy about it.

She was scared to loose him again.

She had always picture them, living in a huge house with beautiful land and nice cars. He could picture having hoards of kids, even though Meredith didn't want kids. She only wanted them with Derek. She could picture herself learning how to cook, sew. Be a housewife. And be a great surgeon. And she wanted to accomplish all of this, with being a good mother. She wanted to prove that she could do it. She never pictured Derek leaving. She thought it was forever. Through thick and thin.

She had to move on from her past to be happy. To be loved.