A/N- Last filler before Momma Shep arrives. Enjoy :)

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Having been on call two nights running in return for a free weekend, Meredith was glad to be home on Wednesday night. She'd left Derek in charge of tidying up the house to make it presentable for his mother. She'd asked Izzie to supervise, knowing that Derek was far from domesticated, and she had hoped that between the two of them, her home would be less frat house and more show home. She refused to be the reason that Carolyn shepherd's only son was living in an house that she deemed unacceptable. Her surgery had run long, and she'd had to inform the family that complications on the table meant that their father probably wouldn't wake up. She was so drained that she went straight up the stairs to bed, not even inspecting the work of her partner and roommate.

She woke early to her alarm, signalling the short amount of time between rounds and now. She dragged herself out of her bed and straight to the coffee machine. Derek had been on call the previous night, and was due home at lunchtime. She was hoping to be out in enough time to finish tidying the house before Derek went to pick up his mother on Friday. She glanced round her kitchen. There wasn't a single thing out of place. The washing up was either in the washer or put back where it belonged. The surfaces were polished. The sink wasn't blocked anymore and the garbage disposal wasn't making the weird noise it had been making the last week or so. The trash was out, the bag was clean. Her whole kitchen smelt fresh and new, as though someone had just moved in. it was perfect. Derek and Izzie had done a good job. She wandered through the rest of the house, seeing a similar picture. Tidy, clean, junk-free rooms, with no sign of the med student lifestyle that normally adorned them. There were no pizza boxes, beer bottles or take out containers. There wasn't a months' worth of newspapers and magazines that hadn't been read. She smiled as she traipsed back upstairs to finish getting ready. She was lucky that she had such amazing roommates, they made the next few days a lot easier to digest.

She made it just in time for rounds, and Bailey decided to let it go when Meredith wasn't quite ready when she began speaking. She allowed Meredith a few minutes to gather herself, letting the other interns present before moving onto Meredith's patient.

"Dr. Grey, present." Bailey instructed as they reached the little girl's room.

"Mia Engles, seven years old. Three days post op for an appendectomy. She had a fever yesterday, so we put her on antibiotics to fight any infection that may have caused it. The fever broke at around 8pm last night, and she's responded very well to the antibiotics. Her early morning labs showed no sign of any residual infection. She's done really well."

"So what is your recommendation?"

"I would say discharge her with a prescription for some oral antibiotics as a precaution to fight off any lingering infection, and a lot of strawberry ice cream." She added with a smile, her patient mirroring hers.

"Very good. You sort that out and then home dr. grey. I know how many hours you've worked in the last week ready for this weekend. It's not going to go very well if you spend half of it trying to keep your eyes open. Discharge mia, and go home and sleep. That's an order."

"Yes dr. Bailey." She answered as she stepped past mia's father so that she could double check the incision before sending her patient home. By 11 all of the paperwork had been settled and mia's parents had taken her home, thanking Meredith profusely for her help during their daughter's stay. Meredith had been on call the night mia came in, and was quick to spot the diagnosis and get her into surgery with Bailey before her appendix exploded. It was always nice to see a case through to the end, especially with children. Something about seeing them happy and healthy at the end of their treatment, and seeing the looks on their parents faces when everything went right was one of the reasons she loved this job so much. Cases like these made up for all the over friendly drunks and people putting poisons into their bodies and causing irreparable damage. She went and sat at the nurses' station, finishing the chart dictation. She rested her head on the desk, and was woken by a kiss on her neck as Derek grabbed her hand and led her to the residents lounge. She pulled out her clothes and got dressed quickly, not caring who was looking. Just desperate to get home before she fell asleep on her feet. She'd worked over 80 hours since Derek told her that Carolyn had moved her visit, and all she wanted to do was sleep. In her own bed, with her own Derek and not be interrupted by pagers or code calls or people trying to die on her watch.

She definitely nodded off in the car, because the next thing she knew she was in Derek's arms halfway up the stairs. He laid her on the bed and put his head down right next to hers. She looked at him in the eyes, too tired to thank him, and he watched as she drifted off to sleep, the extra hours she'd taken on finally catching up with her. He pulled open the draw to his nightstand where he'd stashed all the condoms he'd found while he was helping Alex, George and Izzie clean-up for Meredith. There had to be a better place to put 113 condoms until his mother left. Either that, or he and Meredith would have to miss a lot of his mother's visit, and as much fun as that sounded, he doubted that anyone else in the house would be quite so pleased with the idea.

He let her sleep long after he woke from his own nap, wrapping her lunch up and putting it in the fridge until she was ready to eat it. It was a little after four when she finally made it down the stairs, still yawning, but looking much better than when he'd put her to bed.

"The house is amazing." She praised him. "I can't believe you did all of this while I was on call."

"Well, we're all very good at cleaning." He joked "and Izzie would make a very good supervisor if being a doctor doesn't work out." Meredith giggled and sat herself on his lap, wanting to be close with him, having spent the last few days barely exchanging a hello and a peck on the cheek. She had no intention of allowing him to have sex with her while his mother was under the same roof, so she was going to get all she could of him until then. If that meant that they'd have gone two weeks without sex then she'd just have to live with it. He wrapped his arms around her tiny waist and breathed in the fading smell of her lavender conditioner. He kissed her as she laid her head on his shoulder, enjoying the closeness after several days apart. "We're supposed to be sorting out the den." He said, making no effort to get up, wanting to stay with Meredith every bit as much as she did.

"Does your mother need to see the den; can't we just say that you haven't finished moving your stuff in there?" she yawned, the fatigue from being on call still there.

"I haven't even started," he teased nipping at her neck with his teeth as she squealed playfully. "You keep getting distracted by your old bits and pieces."

"Well my mom didn't keep every little thing I made all the way from kindergarten to college, so what she did keep must've been pretty special. It's kinda nice seeing some of that stuff. You get so caught up in the now that sometimes it's nice to remember what made you smile when you were small, or what you used to like to wear when you were seven and smaller than all the kids in your class." She pouted to make him feel guilty in the hope he'd let up.

"I'm joking." He told her looking into her eyes "I like seeing you as a child. As much as I like my dark and twisty Meredith, it's nice seeing what you were like, back when you were young and carefree." He kissed again, pulling her in tighter to his body as she moved her legs straddling him on the chair. She moved her fingers up so that they were in his hair, combing through as she bucked her hips against his, feeling him begin to stir beneath her. He started to unbutton her blouse, his hands finding their way inside of her bra, the pads of his fingers brushing against her nipples, reacting to his touch, hardening beneath his fingertips. She mimicked his actions, undoing his shirt and rubbing her hands against his chest before shrugging the blouse off her shoulders and unhooking her bra to give him better access. His erection continued to grow as he moved his mouth down to her breasts, taking one nipple in his mouth and tugging gently making her moan. She went to work on his belt, unbuckling it and moving onto the button on his jeans, she slid them down his legs, feeling his hands reaching down into the back of hers, grabbing her ass and pulling her closer to him, pressing himself against her thigh. She shimmied out of her pants, leaving just their underwear. He began to slide her panties down her legs, reaching between her legs and placing a finger inside her, making her gasp. He kissed her, her moans echoing around his mouth as she kissed him back, her hands grappling with his boxers, freeing him from that prison. She kicked her panties to one side as he lifted her up onto the table, easing himself into her slowly, pushing her onto her back, legs over his shoulders, igniting her pleasure. He slowed, letting her accommodate him before pulling back, her heart pounding as he thrust again and again, their bodies moving in time as she began to pant, knowing she was close.

"Faster Derek," her words echoed as he began to quicken his pace, "oh, right there, oh, harder Derek. Yes, yes." She screamed as he sent her over the edge, feeling as she spasmed against him, the aftershocks of her orgasm causing his own as she rolled into a second. They panted together, their heart rhythms in sync as she brought her legs down, clenching around him so that he didn't move out of her. He pulled her back off the table steadying her with his arms, neither paying enough attention to the outside world to hear Izzie shut the front door and walk into the kitchen.

"Oh god!" she said abruptly as she turned around shielding her eyes as the pair quickly crouched to the floor, Meredith hitting her head on the table as they dropped. "I'm sorry, just finish whatever you were doing, and disinfect that table. Mrs Shepherd is not eating off a table where you. Just get dressed, please." The pair giggled as they hurriedly dressed and ran out of the room and into the lounge.

"Sorry Iz," Meredith said, trying to act seriously. "We didn't realise anyone was coming home so early, if we'd known we wouldn't have." She bit her lip as she tried not to laugh. "I'll clean the table myself. Thanks so much for helping Derek with the house, we'll pay you for your time and stuff, just give me some numbers and I'll write you a check."

"So you two will really do it anywhere huh?" She asked, making a mental note to knock before she entered a room in future.

"Yeah," Derek answered, "first place we did it was that couch, though we almost didn't make it that far." Izzie sprang up and headed towards the stairs.

"Some things I just don't need to know." She ran up to her room shaking her head and grimacing. Meredith looked at Derek and laughed out loud, as did he.

"I better clean that table before your mother gets here," Meredith announced "we've already scarred Izzie for life, I don't want to scar your mother too!" she grabbed his hand and led him through to the kitchen.

"Sure," he agreed, but first, "d'you wanna go again?"

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