Looking at you side ways

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Meredith woke up early the next day still in her clothes. She swung her legs over the side of the bed and wondered[i] how she got there. The last thing she remembered was walking out of the hospital. She stood up and stretched and got in the shower.[/i]

Derek was having coffee in the kitchen when the doorbell rang. [i]Who would be coming over at this hour[/i] he wondered? He opened the door to a delivery man with a large bouquet of flowers. He begrudgingly gave the delivery guy a tip after the guy said the flowers were for a Meredith Grey. Derek sat the flowers on the dining room table. He thought [i]how fucking original [/i]as he glanced at the two dozen red roses.

Derek sat back down and started eating his cereal. Mark came down the stairs and glanced at the flowers. He walked over and picked up the card and saw that they were for Meredith. He went into the kitchen, poured himself some coffee and sat down.

Mark said, "I slept like the dead last night. How about you?"

"Yeah; I feel pretty good today. We did go to bed early last night. Did you see the flowers?"

Laughing Mark replied, "Yeah; I thought they were for me. From one of my conquests. I heard her shower. She should be down soon."

"Really? Girls have sent you flowers?" Derek asked incredulously.

"Well, I am the master. Master of sexual technique. They should name it something. Maybe the Sloan Method?"

Chuckling Derek replied, "Master of full of yourself bullshit method!"

Meredith walked into the kitchen and said softly, "Good morning."

"Good morning to you too princess. Do you remember how you got home last night or how you got upstairs?"

Meredith got some coffee and sat down. "Ugh....not really. I was really tired."

"I drove you home and Derek carried you upstairs. We could have had our way with you and you wouldn't have even woken up."

Meredith giggled and said, "Well, was it good for you? Did you enjoy it?"

Mark raised an eyebrow at her and said, "I especially loved the purple lingerie."

"What!" She sat her coffee cup down shakily.

Meredith glared at Mark.[i] She had been wearing lavender lingerie yesterday. In his neanderthal mind, purple/lavender same thing. How the hell did he know?[/i]

Derek stood up and said, "Relax Meredith. You woke up in your clothes right? You changed in the locker room and Mark may have noticed your lingerie." [i]Derek was still conflicted about Meredith sleeping with Jaake; he didn't want her to think that they did anything inappropriate while she was out.[/i]

Mark grumbled, "Like you fucking didn't?"

Derek sat the box down in front of Meredith.

Mark asked, "Is it your birthday or something? Flowers and a gift?"

Puzzled, Meredith asked, "Flowers?"

Derek inclined his head towards the dining room and said, "On the table."

"Oh. I don't know what that's all about."

Meredith glanced at the return address on the box and saw that it was from Derek's mom.
She was curious and started to open it. Inside was an assortment of twenty different kinds of cookies all stacked in colorful lace cups. There was a note on the top addressed to her.[i]

Dear Meredith,

These are for you and you only. I was truly shocked the other day when I asked you what your favorite was and you told me you had never had a homemade cookie. I have been sending them to the house since those boys moved in. I guess they don't like to share. Never have, since they were children. I hope this teaches them a lesson. Enclosed are a few copies of my favorite pictures of them as little boys. Before they grew into their looks and found hair products. Let me know which cookies you prefer and thank you so much for looking after them. I so enjoy our little chats on the phone.

Love,

Mrs. S.[/i]

Meredith looked at the pictures and starting laughing.[i] Both Mark and Derek were skinny little dirty kids with scowls on their faces. Mark had 2 missing front teeth and Derek had an afro type hairstyle.[/i]

"What's so funny?"

Meredith held up the two pictures and both Derek and Mark tried to grab them out of her hand.

"No! These are mine. Mine to show at work if you two get out of hand!"

Mark threatened, "You wouldn't dare!"

Derek groaned and said, "My mother. My own mother did this to me."

Mark tried to snatch a cookie from Meredith's box and she slapped his hand.

"Ouch." Mark said.

Meredith gave the note to Derek to read and said, "My cookies. Read the note. Mine."

Derek read the note and handed it over to Mark.

Mark said, "So you and Mom are chatting on the phone now?"

Meredith replied, "Well, it just seems like you two are out or indisposed when she calls. Derek, you really should call her more often. You too Mark. She just wants a quick update on what you guys are doing." She scolded.

Derek sighed. [i]Meredith was right. He did need to call his mom more often.[/i] He asked Meredith, "What time are you on today?"

Meredith got up and dropped her cup in the dishwasher and snatched a cookie. [i]She needed to see her mom this morning before work.[/i]

"Same as you guys. But I have errands to run, so I'll drive myself. God; these are good."
Meredith moaned before licking her lips. Which didn't go unnoticed by Derek.

Meredith took the box and walked into the foyer. She stopped and saw the flowers and went into the dining room. Derek and Mark followed behind her. She took the envelope and opened it.[i] It was from Jaake. He was thanking her for the other night. For the night of sex. [/i]Meredith blushed bright red as Derek and Mark both leaned in the doorway and looked at her.

"What? What are you two looking at?"

Mark gave her a sexy smirk and said, "If I send you flowers, do I get headboard banging sex all night?"

Derek and Meredith said simultaneously, "Mark!"

Mark sneered and said, "Just asking". He walked upstairs.

Derek said, "Listen. Do you want me to put those in your bedroom or your bathroom? That way you can enjoy them more."

"Nope. They are good here," replied Meredith as she went back upstairs with her box of cookies.[i] She wasn't about to leave them in the kitchen for those two cookie eating monsters.[/i]

Derek watched her go upstairs and shook his head.[i] Fucking great[/i] he thought.[i] Now I get to see these stupid flowers every day and know why they were sent. They better die soon he thought.[/i]