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Derek was worn out. Utterly and completely worn out. After having sex twice in the morning and then chasing his niece and nephew around all day, he was exhausted. He had finally gotten them each to go to sleep, not without an argument however. But now they were finally asleep, upstairs in bed and now all he wanted was for his girlfriend to come home. She was supposed to have been home hours ago except another intern had been sick and Meredith had been the one chosen to stay. And now he just wanted her home.

"Crap." Meredith stumbled in the door, her bags falling to the ground, no longer restricted by her tired arms. "Crap....crap..."

"Is that you?" Derek called from the living room, sprawled out on the couch.

"Who else would it be?" Meredith asked, walking into the living room.

"I don't know...Mark?"

"Did I let you down?" She asked tiredly.

"You're much prettier than Mark."

"Oh thanks...but we're not having sex tonight."

"I'm too tired."

"Then I'm way too tired."

"Good...Come here..." He whispered, opening up his arms.

"Hmm...everything's sore." Meredith whispered, lying down with him.

"Tell me about it."

"What did you all day?"

"Chase screaming children."

"Poor baby." She giggled, resting her head on his chest.

"Adam wanted to wrestle." He chuckled.

"Oh God."

"Yeah..."

"And how was Stella?"

"She was good...a little cranky but good."

"Hmm....I like them." Meredith giggled.

"You can have them." Derek laughed.

"Hmm....let me."

"They were so loud today."

"Probably to get us back for this morning." She giggled, pressing a kiss on his t-shirt clad chest.

"Adam would not give that up." He laughed, running his fingers through her hair.

"It's good he's too young to understand."

"If he tells his Mom...We're in so much trouble."

"We'll just be extra quiet tomorrow."

"Yeah right."

"I'm sleeping in tomorrow."

"I have to work." He groaned.

"You do..." Meredith sighed.

"Will you be okay with Adam and Stella?" Derek asked.

"I...yeah...."

"Okay..." He whispered.

"Maybe just put Stella in bed with me tomorrow...so she'll sleep longer."

"I'll do that before I leave."

"Hmm..."

"How was work?"

"It was good....boring...I overlooked charts and did sutures."

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