This one is for you

CHAPTER 46

"Christina I just want to talk to her." Derek pleaded with her. Since he met Meredith, he had learned the hard way that he has to be always straight with Christina, always believe everything she says and always believe that she will do exactly what she says. And the fact that Christina was flipping out her pocket knife now was definitely not a time to be stupid.

"Did you seriously bring an entourage with you!" Izzie yelled, eyeing Mark and his mom behind Derek.

"Guy, where the hell are the Joses! And don't say I drank them!" Meredith yelled from the back, making Derek snap his head to the direction of her voice. "And we need more scotch, and Grey Goose! Tell Ricardo to stop stealing the Jack Daniels for his chicas or I'm going to call the immigration guys and kick his pendejo ass!..." Meredith ranted off her list on the clipboard as she walked to the front with her head bent down. She had changed her clothes into her Columbia shirt and jeans. Her hair was in a messy bun and had a few stray hair hanging over her face. She also had a bottle of tequila in the apron she was wearing.

When she was met by silence, she looked up and saw CHristina nad Izzie's contorted face as they were barely able to contain their laughter.

"What the...Oh fuck, not the Meet the Fockers too!" Mereidth screaming, throwing the clipboard down.

At this outburst, everyone began to laugh, except Derke, who was watching her with an amazed smirk, though he was the one in trouble.

When Meredith saw his amused face, her anger tripled and here eyes were literally spitting out fire. "Wipe that smirk off your face, asshole! Or I'll fry uou up and serve you as calamari to the frat boys!"

"Mere, I'm sorry! I should've told you first about my mom! I shouldn't have kept it from you, I'm sorry. She's been visiting me with Mark, since...since our fight. I should've told you earlier." Derek said quickly in one breath. He decided to just blurt it out and let her soak it in before she had a chance to stop him.

Meredith's eyes were wide as she looked back at him in shock. Seeing his guilt-stricken face made her realize that he was telling the truth. She couldn't help but feel sorry for him. But she was still angry at him for making her meet his mom like that, and not once, twice! She was going to make him pay for it!

But out of habit, Derek's hand had slowly inched up. His hand ached to touch her hair and tuck the loose strands behind her ear. Meredith immediately slapped his hand away.

"Don't touch me!" She spat out.

"But you just did!" Derek retorted with a pout, out of habit too.

"Derek!" His mom snapped at him, hitting him over the head again. She was dismayed that Derke had crushed all the progress he had made so far due to his stupidity, again.

"Meredith," She began in a softer tone. "I'm Marilyn Shepherd, Derek's mom. And I'm terribly sorry that we met like that and that my stupid son's been treating you like this. I thought that he would at least smarten up with age, but he seems to act like a horny 16 year old sometimes. And he has a habit of sticking his head up his ass and getting it stuck there sometimes. And he's a bit of a big baby in more ways than one." She said in almost a pleading tone.

"Mom!" Derek yelled in embarassment. Mark was already on the floor, on the other side of the room, laughing his ass off.

"Shut the hell up, Derek! You should be thankful that I'm not telling this poor girl here to kick your ass and run for her life, since you're needy as hell and likes to stick to people like super glue!"

Derek could only look guilty and look down at his toes in shame, which made Meredith giggle and warm her heart.

"So please...if you want to of course, take him back and keep him in line, so that he can do the society a service and stop getting into TROUBLE!" Marilyn snapped at him again, Derek didn't even dare to protest.

Meredith watched the lost look on Derek's face and walked over to him. She leaned in and hooker her arm around his neck. Derek clasped his hands gently around her waist.

"So, mama's boy, watch'a gonna do now?" She asked with a smirk.

"You're gonna bring this up every time with fight in the future, right?" Derek asked with a smirk. He couldn't help but tease her, even though he knows that he should be apologizing profusely and groveling non-stop.

"Shut up before I make a banana's split and meatball lasgna with you!"

"Okay, okay...I get it. I'm sorry, and I promise to tell you everything, no more secrets." Derek said sincerely, looking into her eyes.

"No more secrets." She whispered back.

"Remember our deal, Derek." Christina threatened, standing behind Meredith.

"Not for my life." He nodded his head, and felt Meredith's stomach make little gurgling noise in his hands, where he wrapped them around her waist.

Meredith looked down and giggled in embarassment, hiding her face in his chest. "Why don't we start with food...you look pretty hungry." He said.

"Okay." Meredith said with a large grin.

"Anyone else hungry?" Derek called out to the rest of the group, as Meredith wrapped her hands around him tightly, resting her head on his chest.

"If you pay." Mark said.

"Of course I am!" Derek snapped back.

"Then everyone must go!" Marilyn said.

"I like your mom."