chapter 152

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Derek's pov:
Me and meredith are laid in bed. The twins are at my parents house. She's laid on her stomach and I'm laid with my head resting on the back of her shoulder next to her.

"How are you feeling today meredith?" I kiss her shoulder. "Better" she says. "That's good" I whisper.

I run my hand up the back of my shirt she's wearing, stroking her back gently. "Your hands are cold!" She giggles, wriggling slightly. I smile. That's the first I've heard her laugh since it happened.

"I'm tickling your back for you.. you like it" I say. "Warm your hands first" she says. "Okay" I chuckle, pulling my hands away. I rub my hands together and blow onto them, making them warm.

I run my hand back up her back, under the shirt. "Better?" I ask. "Mhm" she nods. I tickle her back gently, running my hand up and down her skin.

I move up slightly, looking at her. She has her eyes clothes, her head laid on the pillow. I kiss her nose softly. She smiles.

"What do you want to do today?" I ask. "Maybe go for a walk?" She suggests. "Sure.. just me and you? Or do you want me to pick up the twins?" I ask. "Just me and you" she moves closer, wrapping her arms around me. "Okay" I whisper.

She kisses my cheek, snuggling into me. I wrap my arms around her, pulling her ontop of me so she's laid between my legs. I keep tickling her back softly as she cuddles her face into my neck.

"Can we get cookie dough? From the shop" she asks. "Whatever you want" I whisper. "I want a drink too" she says. "Alcohol?" I ask. "Mhm" she nods. "Why don't you go out with cristina or something? I can watch the twins" I suggest.

"No, I want to go out with you later.. twins can stay at Carol's tonight" she says. "Okay" I say.

"You sure you feel up to going out?" I ask. "I'm not an invalid" she says. I chuckle softly.

"Walk now" she gets up. I get up too. We get changed. She puts on a white summer dress and I put on some black jeans and a red button up shirt. I hold her hand as we walk out of our apartment.

"Can we take your motorbike to the park?" She asks. "Sure baby" I pass her the helmet. "I wanna drive" she says. I look into her eyes. She knows I can't say no to her right now.

I sigh. "Get on" I say. She giggles, jumping up and down excitedly. I smile. She climbs onto the bike. I sit on the back, holding tight onto her small waist as she rides us to the park.

We climb off the motorbike. I take off my helmet. "You drive like a psychopath!" I say. She giggles, putting her helmet down.

"I was holding onto you for dear life" I say dramatically, pulling her into my arms, her back against my chest. She giggles, looking up at me. I chuckle, looking into her eyes. I kiss her softly.

"Can we take the hiking trail?" She points up the cliffs. "Uhh.. sure" I say, not really wanting to. I'll just end up carrying her up there when she gets tired. She holds my hand as we start walking.

"Derek I'm tired" she says after 10 minutes of walking. I groan. "Its just my feet" she says. "Well why the hell did you wear those shoes?" I chuckle, looking at her heels. "For the bar later" she shrugs. I sigh.

I turn around. "Get on" I say. She grins, jumping onto my back, wrapping her legs around my waist and her arms around my neck.

"The shoes are still rubbing" she says. I take her heels off and hold them as I walk us up the big hill.

I stop when we get to the top. I put her down on the bench and put her heels on the floor. I sit next to her, pulling her legs so they're draped over my thighs. She wraps her arms around my waist.

We're the only ones here so it's really quiet. I stroke her hair gently as she rests her head on my shoulder.

"Thankyou for carrying me.. you're the best" she says. I smile. "Mhm.. you're my wife, I'll do anything for you.. even when you're being a pain in the ass" I say. She chuckles.

"Ti amo tanto" she says. I smile. We haven't spoken Italian in ages. It feels like the old days.

"ti amo tanto anche io" I say. She smiles, cuddling Into me. We just look at the view as I hold her in my arms, wanting to protect her from any more harm or hurt.

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