Chapter 54: The Worst Timing

"Derek!" Dawsyn called, walking down the hall with her High School Musical 2 DVD, this was the sixth time she walked into her mother and new Dad's room in the last twenty minutes. Meredith went to the post office to ship the rest of the Christmas gifts that wouldn't fit on the plane. Now, Daws needed help as she stood in her mom's room. "Can I take this?"

"Why do you need to bring that?" Derek laughed, putting a shirt into his suitcase.

"Cause what if your Mommy has never seen it?"

"Okay...That's the last DVD though, Daws. You already brought Hannah Montana and the first High School Musical."

"I didn't bring any movies with sex in them."

"That's...Thanks Daws."

"You're welcome." She giggled.

"I don't know why you have movies with sex in them...You're twelve. I appreciate that...you're not bringing them." Derek laughed.

"I've seen Titanic...Mommy has that movie and Jack and Rose have sex in the car."

"Okay...Why don't you go put High School Musical into your suitcase?"

"Okay." Dawsyn turned around, leaving for her bedroom. She left Derek laughing to himself, only for her to return a moment later. "Mommy said I had to bring my nice boots to New York, but I can't find them...you know the black leather ones...?"

"They're in Mommy's closet so you wouldn't lose them." Derek said pointing to the closet.

"Okay." Dawsyn sighed, walking over to the closet, kneeling down in front of it.

"I think they're in the back."

"What is Trojan?"

"What?" Derek asked, turning around quickly.

"Con...doms." Dawsyn looked at a box, before tossing it to the side. "Is that someone's Christmas present?"

"Dawsyn, Can I have those please?"

"I don't care." Dawsyn shrugged, handing them to Derek before looking in the closet. "Here they are."

"Good...Go put them in your suitcase."

"Okay." Dawsyn stood, holding the black new boots closer to her. "Did you and Mommy decide if I can have my iPod on the plane ride to New York?"

"I think we decided that you can have it...but just for the plane ride." Derek replied. "Then you give it back to us."

"You said I was only grounded for a week."

"The week won't be over yet...You'll have it back as soon as the week is up."

"Hey you guys." Meredith smiled, coming into the room with her coat on.

"Hey." Derek smiled, walking over to her, kissing her.

"Gifts are going to be shipped...they should get there by the twentieth."

"Perfect."

"What if they don't get there?" Dawsyn asked.

"They will. Don't worry." Derek said, kissing Meredith again.

"Okay..." Dawsyn sighed.

"Why don't you go finish packing your clothes and then we'll have lunch." Derek suggested.

"Okay." Dawsyn replied.

"I'll be in to help you in a little while." Meredith giggled, her arms around Derek as her daughter left the hallway and walked into her own bedroom.

"So there's something you should know." Derek laughed.

"What's that?"

"She found our condoms."

"That's...not really funny." Meredith frowned.

"I didn't say it was funny."

"I'm going to have to add condoms to the list of things she can't say in New York...I was planning on telling her no saying sex or orgasm..."

"Don't worry...She's not bringing any movies that have sex in them."

"Oh God..." Meredith giggled, pressing her head in his chest.

"Apparently you have Titanic and Jack and Rose have sex in the car." Derek laughed.

"She's seen that...I should probably monitor movies closer."

"Hmm...Is that why you like car sex so much?"

"I can't remember...we haven't actually had car sex in a while."

"I know...Kind of sad."

"We could make a visit to your land soon...or the parking lot somewhere..."

"Definitely the land."

"Hmm..."

"Or the hospital parking lot." He smirked.

"Hmm...when we get back from New York?"

"I don't want to wait that long."

"Poor you."

"It's okay...you took good care of me last night."

"I did." She giggled, pressing her lips against his.

"Mmm..."

"I haven't started packing."

"That's okay."

"I have no idea what clothes I should take...what I should wear..."

"How about nothing..." Derek whispered, his breath tickling her neck.

"Hmm...Derek..." Meredith giggled breathlessly, leaning into him. "I have to..."

"Nope..." He breathed, kissing her neck.

"I need clothes."

"Not right now."

"Bedroom door is open." She moaned.

"One second." He whispered, kissing before going to close the door.

"I have to pack." She whispered, her hand caressing the spot on her neck where his lips had been.

"Later." He said, kissing her neck from behind.

"Oh...okay." She giggled.

"Door is closed now." Derek breathed, pulling her coat off.

"Hmm..."

"Mer..."

"I love our bed."

"Me too..."

"Okay." She smiled.

"It's very useful." He smiled, backing up towards the bed.

"It's good for naps..."

"Mmhmm..."

"Derek..." She moaned, as he pushed her down on the bed.

"I want you so bad..."

"You haven't fucked me since breakfast..."

"I know...way too long..."

"Five hours."

"Hmm..."

"Mommy!" Dawsyn's voice could be heard over her sudden knocking on the other side of the door. "Mommy!"

"Shit..." Derek groaned, getting up off her.

"Can I come in?" Dawsyn asked.

"I...I'm coming." Meredith sat up, composed herself, before walking to the door. "Still want more kids Derek?"

"Unfortunately...yes..." He laughed, taking a deep breath.

"Yes?" Meredith opened the door, looking down at her daughter.

"I'm hungry."

"Right...lunch time."

"Do we have chicken fingers?"

"Yeah...but I thought Derek said we were having salad." Meredith groaned, looking at Derek.

"I made chicken salad already."

"He made chicken salad already." Meredith repeated, frowning at her daughter.

"Can I please have chicken fingers?" Dawsyn asked.

"No...we'll, have those for dinner since Derek and I are going to be busy packing and cleaning."

"Fine...I'll be downstairs." Dawsyn sighed.

"Could you set the table?" Derek asked.

"Yeah." Dawsyn replied, leaving the bedroom.

"I think we should give her the iPod back for the rest of the day." Derek said, leaning back on the bed.

"Of course, you do." She giggled.

"I love her...but she has the worst timing." Derek laughed.

"You're telling me."

"I guess we should probably go downstairs." He sighed, finally getting up.

"And I'm guessing you're right."

"Later...You're...we're doing this later..."

"We'll see how that works out for us."

"It's going to work out."

"Hmm..." She breathed, pressing a kiss against his newly shaven cheek.

"It's going to...because I'm horny as hell..." He whispered.

"Ohh...so if I do things to drive you insane today, you might go actually insane?"

"It's quite possible."

"I'll make sure to take a long shower." She winked, before walking out of their bedroom.

"Not funny." He groaned, falling back onto the bed. He loved Dawsyn. She was his daughter. But she really had the worst timing ever. And he wanted hot, dirty sex with his girlfriend especially before they were going to visit his family.