The Seventh Sense is Love

Possible Medical Breakthrough?

Derek woke up the morning Ian turned six months to an empty bed and frowned. He glanced at the clock - saw that it was only four - and remembered that Meredith had gone to their teething baby boy two hours before. He went to Ian's room and smiled at what he saw; mother and son sleeping together in the glider. Chuckling softly at the sweet picture - Derek reached to take Ian and Meredith mumbled, "He just settled down."

"You're awake?"

"Yes," she sighed, opening her tired, bleary eyes and smiling at her husband. She sat up and stretched as Derek put Ian back in his crib. "I need a shower and a lot of coffee."

He didn't say anything as he took her hand and walked back to their bedroom together. When she started for the bathroom, he pushed her toward bed instead. "You're going back to sleep for a while."

At the moment, she wanted nothing more, but replied, "We have our fifth clinical trial patient today."

"Yes," he nodded and got into bed to wrap his arms around her. "Darren Covington. There will be pre-op workups, clinical trial paperwork and a load of other stuff that I can take care of while you sleep and spend the morning with Ian."

"Derek -"

"Don't argue with me, Mer. You and I both know what a grind clinical trials can be. If I recall correctly, you forced me to do the same thing I'm suggesting just last week. I can drive myself in to the hospital now that the great state of Washington deemed my eyesight well enough to drive again."

Meredith rolled over to face him. She leaned in to kiss him and then said, "I wasn't going to argue. I was going to say thank you," she smiled and slipped his hand under her t-shirt to cup her breast. "And then suggest that you love me back to sleep but if you'd rather not -"

He cut her off by pulling her more tightly against him and kissing her deeply. They pulled each others clothes off in a hurry and then took their time making love. When he slid fully into her she moaned and thrust her hips hard against his. He gave a breathless chuckled that turned quickly to a groan as she wrapped her legs tightly around him and continued her rapid movement. "Meredith," he sighed. If he didn't slow her down, he wasn't going to last for long. "Meredith," he said again and grasped her hips in his hands, pushing them into the bed, "look at me. Look at me," he whispered again as he withdrew slowly and almost all the way from her body. "Easy, slow down," he said once her blurry, passionate gaze was locked upon his. When he felt her relax a little, he slid back into her. He let go of her hips and set an excruciatingly slow pace until they were both panting breathlessly with orgasms ripping through every cell of their bodies. Afterward, they fell immediately back into a restful sleep while spooned naked and together.

Derek woke the second time that morning - at seven - to the sounds of his wife's even breathing and his son's delighted babbling. Rolling out of bed, he pulled his clothes on and went to get Ian from his room. "Hey buddy," he said and grinned as Ian pulled himself up on the side of the crib and then immediately plopped down on his butt while reaching for his dad.

He picked up his son and took him to the changing table for a fresh diaper. "It's just you and I for a little bit while mommy gets some more sleep." Derek finished changing his son and zipped him back into his pajamas to take him to the kitchen for breakfast. He put Ian in his highchair and gave him a few dry cheerios while he started the pot of coffee. Then he mixed baby cereal with mushed banana and breast milk. Derek sat down with Ian and grinned as he put the first spoonful into his son's mouth. "I know this is good for you Ian, but I'm really glad it's you eating it and not me."

Ian immediately laughed and spit the food at his dad. "Nice Ian," Derek chuckled as he wiped the cereal from his neck and fed his child another bite. Fortunately, this time the baby ate it rather than spit it.