If I Knew Then

Take Me Home

By Absent Heart

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Take Me Home

The slam of a door somewhere above her woke Meredith with a start, and for a few confused seconds she had no idea why she was on the couch, or how she had become trapped in what felt like a straight jacket made up completely of Derek's limbs. Unable to move she had little choice, but to stare bleary-eyed around the living room trying to push through the fog of sleep, and the headache beginning to kick into life behind her eyes to make some sense of it all. The biggest clue to how she had gotten in her current state came in the shape of an empty Tequila bottle on its side under the coffee table, and with sudden urgency Meredith checked both her, and Derek were in fact fully dressed, and they hadn't taken the same road a whole bottle of Tequila had lead them down the last time. The relief of finding herself still clothed only lasted until the actual events of last night started to come back. Slowly, and with increasing clarity Meredith relived the horror of the short time with Josh, and it was enough for her to close her eyes with a groan of protest.

If being awake would have to mean facing it all, then in spite of the aching of her cramped limbs, and the need to pee, Meredith decided she would much rather be asleep. She didn't want to think about Josh, or the fact that in a few hours she would have to face not only him, but the gossips at work too. Instead, she wanted to stay here, to be lulled back to sleep by the comfort Derek's nearness offered, and pretend for a little while longer that nothing outside of the two of them existed. However, other people did exist, and it was only when her body began to relax again into Derek's hold, Meredith remembered the noise that had awoken her in the first place, and the existence of the houses two other occupants.

"Derek... Derek! I need to get up."

After minutes of futile struggling, and Derek still showing no signs of waking despite the jostling, Meredith remembered his less than gentle waking Christmas morning. With an effort that left her breathless Meredith managed to twist her body around so they were facing, and pinched his nose. She watched in a mixture of amusement, and satisfaction as his blue eyes snapped open, his whole body lurching up in response, all whilst he seemed to struggle to find his bearings much the same as she had on waking.

"What... Mer! What the fuck was that..?"

He demanded, holding her offending hand a safe distance away from his face, as he stared at her as if she had gone crazy.

"I was trying to wake you up. I was inspired by your technique on Christmas morning."

Meredith informed him, all whilst taking advantage of his loosened grip to make a final bid for freedom.

"I didn't lay a finger on you, and that is definitely not how you wake someone after they spent the night on the most uncomfortable couch they have ever slept on, all because you got them too drunk to move."

"I didn't hear any complaints from you at the time,"

Derek made a grab for her, ignoring Meredith's protests as he dragged her back down on top of him, ruining any progress she had made in de-tangling their bodies.

"And, your not now!"

Derek said leaning up to brush her lips with his.

"I want to be the one you chose to drink with, and the only person you sleep with. I just wish that having a spring digging in to my hip all night, hadn't come as part of the deal. What time is it anyway?"

"Half five." Meredith managed to free an arm to show him her watch "And, I have to get ready for work."

"Stay. Just five more minutes?"