The Seventh Sense is Love

Nervous for Tonight

"Meredith, are you coming?"

"Do we have to?" she asked nervously from the driver's seat.

Chuckling, Derek leaned over and whispered in her ear, "We can have sex tonight."

This made her look at him and give a small smile. In some ways the past six weeks had gone by very quickly but in others - specifically the intimacy department - time had crawled slowly. Still, her heart beat a little apprehensively.

Derek sighed, looking into the back seat where Ian was asleep and strapped into his rear-facing baby seat. "You're nervous about taking him into the hospital."

"Yes," she nodded vigorously. "Are we sure it's not too soon? He's only six weeks and so tiny. He's only had a limited number of visitors. What if you just sit here with him while I get my check up? Then I'll just take him home while you give your lecture and," she trailed off as Derek tilted his head and smiled patiently at her. "I'm being stupid," she sighed.

"No," he said, tucking her hair behind her ear. "You're being a protective and loving mommy. But Mer, as much as we might want to - we can't keep him all to ourselves forever. Do you really want to deal with Miranda - or even Cristina - if you blow them off for lunch today? They've been very patient about waiting to see him."

"Miranda has," Meredith pouted. "Cristina could care less, either way."

"Do you really believe that?"

"Well, she only called twice. It's not like I expected her to come visit every day but she could have called."

Derek just smiled at her again while remaining silent. Finally, she heaved a sigh and said, "Fine, I know I can't have it both ways. I'm sure Cristina cares since it was her idea to have this little luncheon. I'm just really nervous about having Ian here. And tonight."

"Tonight?" he asked in confusion. Then he looked startled and asked, "You're nervous about us having sex again?"

"Yes," she whispered, embarrassed and upset that she'd even told him. She hadn't meant to, but it had slipped out. "I'm sorry. Just forget about it," she said and finally got out of the car.

He came around to her side before she could get Ian out and took her into his arms. "Mer, what's wrong?"

"Nothing," she lied and tried to wiggle free.

"Hey," he said, concerned and refusing to let her go.

"You have a lecture to give in fifteen minutes and I have another appointment to get poked and prodded. We need to go."

Derek put his hands on her cheeks and said, "That can wait - you can't. Talk to me, Meredith."

She rubbed her cheek against his palm and asked softly, "What if I don't work?"

"What?"

She felt her cheeks warm with embarrassment and she said, "From what I've read we might not be able to have sex. Because of me, of course," she rolled her eyes in annoyance before continuing. "I might be dry and then it's going to hurt. And I might leak milk - which would be a mood killer. Really Derek, we don't have to -"

He interrupted her with a kiss. He moved his hands from her face to wrap them around her waist and pulled her closer to him. When she relaxed and leaned into him, he coaxed her lips open with his tongue and slid inside her warm mouth. She gave a soft moan and he opened his eyes to look at her. He loved seeing all the little things like her long, dark lashes laying against her creamy skin. As she wrapped her arms around his shoulders, he shifted and wedged his thigh between hers. He barely resisted the urge to grab her butt and hold her tighter against him. Instead, he pulled his mouth from hers and sucked in air before moving his lips to trail kisses along her neck. He moved up to nibble her earlobe and then whispered, "Meredith?"

"Huh?"

"How do you feel?"

"What?" she asked and tried to kiss him again while rubbing against his thigh.

Derek groaned and stood up straight to put some distance between their bodies. She blinked and he took a deep breath before he said, "I think the stuff you've been reading is making you worry needlessly."

Meredith's eyes widened while she quickly glanced around to make certain no one was nearby. Then she started giggling and wrapped her arms around him for another hug and a kiss. "You're right - I'm worrying about nothing in regard to us and sex."

"At the risk of being crude;" he grinned and moved his lips to whisper in her ear, "I'm quite sure I'll always make you wet."

She kissed him and said, "Let's go home now."

Derek laughed again and replied, "I'd love nothing more but -"

"Yeah," she said dramatically, "responsibility. I'll get the stroller."

As Meredith got the stroller Derek got Ian from the car and then connected his baby seat to the stroller. She checked on their son, making sure he was breathing and fussed with his blanket. Then she pulled the cover of his seat up and the stroller down - effectively covering him up.

"Feel better?" Derek teased as he put his hand on the small of her back while she pushed their son.

"Marginally," she admitted, "but no one is touching him unless I see them scrub their hands first."

Derek just laughed and then kissed her and Ian goodbye at the elevator before heading to his lecture. Both husband and wife were greatly looking forward to the night ahead.