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Here we go. I received enough good/enthusiastic reviews, so I decided to keep going and add some chapters. Many people subscribed, some other added it to favorites and I was pleasantly surprised by the response. Thank you everybody!

Back to the story, the title is a song from The Cinematic Orchestra, the one in the background during the final scene of the first episode in season 4. I googled it ;) Beautiful, beautiful song.

Just tell me also if having a quote before the real chapter annoys you or you like it...Enjoy this chapter like you had done with the previous one!

Meredith's perspective. I'll keep switching them, but I'll always write who's speaking.

How To Build A Home

Let's get rich and build a house on the mountain

Making everybody look like ants

From way up there

You and I

Ingrid Michaelson

"You should be here helping Cristina, not looking through my mother's journals!" I blurted. In that moment I reminded why I didn't like dates in the fist place: dressing up.

"Pick the easiest to take off. McDreamy will be glad"

"Please!"

"Ok, fine, the red one is nice"

I took a red cotton gown, knee-length and sleeveless. I think I've never wore that dress before and I couldn't remember which one of them Derek had already seen and took off, as Cristina liked to point out.

"Do you think I'll need a jacket?"

"It's October, Mer. We're in Seattle..."

"I hate dates!"

"You should have told him"

"I want to have an happy evening with him. It's been a while, you know..."

"You're not doing it like bunnies every night lately?"

"Not at all"

"That's bad. I thought you being married would get you lucky everywhere"

"We used to. It's not the same Cristina..."

"I know. Sorry."

"I told him. About the baby."

"Oh." she showed genuine surprise "And?"

"We cried. Actually I cried and he just held me. I feel bad though of how I said it. It seemed unfair or something, like he was guilty..."

"So you're going out to make it up to him"

"Sort of. The red one then?" I tied to change subject to avoid her further questions

"Yeah. Definitely"

"Go, get the hell out of here, go consume your marriage!" I tried to lighten up the mood.

"Dates make you porny Mer"

"Thanks Cristina" I giggled

"Good luck tonight!" she smirked, walking out.

I sat in my lingerie on the bed, my legs crossed. We would definitely not get lucky tonight. We barely touched each other, lately. I barely touched him, actually. Last night was an exception, but I missed him so much. We lost a baby and I almost lost him, how could he think about dates and sex?

But I wore lingerie anyway.

"I'd love you to date me like that"

Derek's smirk greeted me as I tilted up my head. He was wearing a very nice black tuxedo, a white shirt and a black tie as well. I loved him in a tie. The way he leaned against doorframes always melted me from the inside out. I let out a smile.

"I think the other customers would mind"

"What other costumers?" he grinned

"Where do you want to kidnap me?"

"Oh, you'd love it"

"I think that it's better if I wear a dress anyway"

"I hope you won't need it at the end of the night" he teased. I stood up, trying to avoid him seeing my doubtful look, my smile suddenly faded. I wore my red dress and he helped me zip it. His soft hands on my back made me shiver. I leaned to his touch, goose bumps all over my back, pulling away too quickly. The same hands held my empty belly last night.

He looked concerned as I hurried out to grab my purse and my coat downstairs.

"Where are we going?" I asked, as soon as we were in the car. He hushed, but as soon as he turned right, I already knew where we were headed. Ferryboats.

"You're taking me on a ferryboat!" I felt my eyes already full of tears.

"And ferryboats are just the beginning" he grinned

"I love you" I muttered. He smiled happily at me. I think I've never told him out loud "I love you" two days in a row before. After the shooting it was easier to say. And more painful. It ran through my whole body every time those words traveled out of me.

"Save those for tonight" he grinned, looking back at the road. It had been three weeks of avoidance. He was getting frustrated every time I invented something to end up every dirty proposal from him. I felt so guilty.

"Look at that" he said, pointing me the dock with a shiny ferryboat.

"That's beautiful. Why we've never done this before?"

"Because you don't like stuff that couples do" he smirked

I looked out of the window, then back at his features. His grin made him look like a little boy too grown. He helped me out of the car and we stood on the deck of the ferryboat, the chilly wind roaming around us.

"Cold?" he asked, wrapping closely around me.

"I'm ok now" I smiled at him, squeezing his hand in mine. "Are we going somewhere or we'll just stand here?"

"We're going somewhere you already love"

"So I know this place..."

"Better than you think"

After his smile, his gaze drifted away to the water and I knew exactly where we were headed. I grinned.

"We're going to the Land. Your land. Ours, whatever" He flashed a smile as I rambled

"Do you like it?"

"It's lovely, Derek. Seriously..."

I leaned closer and I kissed him, then we kept quiet until we were back in the car

"What is that?" I asked, pointing a little frog on his dashboard. I've always noticed it, but never asked where it came from, the silence in the car was slightly becoming unpleasant.

"That's from my Dad. My last birthday with him..."

"I'm sorry" Silence maybe would have been better

"It's ok, you asked" tears were welling up in his eyes.

I brushed lightly his arm and he smiled back.

"I didn't even liked it that much, at first. He said me it was supposed to bring me luck, but I hided it in a drawer after he died. When I went packing to move to Seattle, I found it again and I brought it with me. It's there from the night we met at Joe's"

"Oh Derek" a tear slipped down his cheek as I sighed

"It' fine, I want us to tell things"

It was sunset when we arrived at the trailer and everything had a red shade. It was heavenly.

"I can't believe we're going to live here someday" I asked in disbelief, walking closer to grab his hand. It still felt good to hold to him, our hands still fitting perfectly together.

"About that..." he added, before taking me away with his grip. We cautiously walked a few moments – glad he reminded about my heels – turning behind a bunch of trees and, where usually there were just grass and insects, now there were walls. And a porch. And a roof.

That was our house.

"Derek" I babbled, unable to form a clear sentence. I was looking at our house!

"These are just the walls, I know, but we can walk in. I wanted to surprise you"

"You did"

"You wanna see it?"

"Yes!" It was too many weeks I've haven't seen us so happy.

We walked closer and he helped me through the two steps to the porch. I turned back and the sun was setting right in front of us. I squeezed his hand.

"Ok, this is the living room." he gestured. A big, wall-wide space for a window, just like in our plans. "Oh, you already know that!" he smirked

"It's amazing Derek"

"It's unfinished. We can go upstairs, if you want..." I nodded, then I took off my heels and we stepped upstairs. Our bedroom was huge, so was our private bathroom. He was about to walk back downstairs, when I walked to the other side of the corridor. I lingered at a doorframe, still without a door actually, knowing exactly what that room would have been used for. Nursery.

"Mer" I felt tears in my eyes as soon as he whispered my name and put his arm around my waist.

"I'm sorry" I know I was crying then

"We're gonna raise our kids here, I promise."

"I know. It's not just that. I'm sorry for everything Derek"

"What? You've been great, Mer" I shook my head, still sobbing.

"I pushed you away"

"You didn't" his reassuring hands drifted to my hips

"I merely kissed you in the past three weeks"

"It's fine"

"No, it's not" my tone was angry. I ruined everything.

"I've been speeding too much lately, I'm giving you all the time you need"

"I want you to have kids"

"We have a lifetime together, Meredith" he kissed the top of my head as I nestled in the crook of his neck, still crying.

"I'm sorry, I ruined everything"

"You're not ruining anything. We're telling things"

"I've never been afraid of us Derek. That freaks me out" I muttered, hiding even deeper in his chest.

"You're not afraid of us. You're afraid of what happened"

"It happened to us"

"It won't happen again"

"What if it does happen?"

"We'll know how to deal with it" He hugged me even tighter, trying to soothe my sobs, brushing my hair.

"You cooked me dinner?" I asked, looking up after an endless silence where I absorbed his calming words, then I finally calmed down.

"I ordered Italian take-away" I kissed him, as a thank you for everything.

"Let's go" I wasn't hungry anymore, but as soon as we sat on our new home's porch, everything seemed to fall into place again. I sat across Derek, immediately grabbing his hand.

"Thank you, this was beautiful" I told him after we finished our dinner, that was relatively quiet.

"Is a date, it has to be" his cocky smile made me smirk as well.

"Can you believe we'll eat here in 20 years?". He grinned widely "What?"

"Nothing. You look beautiful" I grinned back

"Can we stay at the trailer tonight?"

"Why not...You want some privacy?"

"I just want to be you and me alone for a while"

"Of course."

He ran his hand through a lock of hair down to my chest and I felt goose bumps again. Not from the cold, neither for the fact that his hands comforted me the night before. It was just him, touching me. Just like before.

"Come on in" I hurried

"Isn't too cold here?"

"We can heat it up" I said, grabbing his face with my hands and kissing him right after he closed the door with his feet. We both smiled wryly, his eyes darkening with anticipation.

"That was explicit!" he teased, as soon as we breathed for air. He kept trailing soft kisses on my neck and it was almost impossible to think straight.

"It's been a while, I'm sorry" I mumbled

"You don't have to. I kept blurting out...things"

"Kids. You can say that. It's fine"

"Really?" I kissed him again, taking off his jacket as an answer. In a moment we were rolling half naked on the bed, then he stopped kissing me to grab something in the nightstand.

"Please" I moaned

"Condom" he smirked, running back his kisses down my neck

"We...don't need..." he was already blurring my mind with his mouth all over my body

"What?" he asked, taking off my bra and grazing graciously my breasts

"We'll see what happens" I managed to say straight, despite him

"You wanna try again?"

"We never tried in the first place. It just happened. We'll just let it happen again." I don't know how I was able to tell him that long sentence having his mouth trailing around my body.

"You sure?"

I grinned widely "Just shut up and kiss me!"

AN: I think that after a house of candle we might needed some kind of walls after two/three seasons. Chapter 3 will follow as soon as possible =D

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