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McGrey	Sep 10 2008, 09:53 AM Post #1
Posts: 770 Group: Interns Member #51 Joined: August 4, 2008 Favorite Character Meredith, Alex, Derek Favorite Couple Mer/Der	Disclaimer: I don't own Grey's Anatomy and this is a work of fiction, result of my imagination Summary : They met when she needed help the most and he was there to help her. From there, slowly their lives started to feel "COMPLETE" ----------- RICHARD WEBBER M.D. – Chief of surgery Behind the door that held the name written on, Dr. Richard Webber himself was smiling proudly at the paper he was holding. “Meredith Grey,” he read, emphasizing the name with pride. Across from him, Meredith Grey was struggling to ignore the heat from his office and the uncomfortable position she was sitting on. Despite her discomfort, she couldn’t help but smile. There she was, in front of her new boss, at one of the best hospitals in Washington. “I’m so glad you’ve chosen to join our staff,” Dr. Webber put the paper down and directed his smile towards her. “New York Presbyterian sent me a fantastic record of your first year as surgical intern. I don’t know what made you leave the Big Apple, but I don’t even want to know,” he chuckled. “I’m happy to have you here.” “I’m glad to be here,” Meredith smiled back. “I remember, my mother told me once about Seattle Grace. I know this is the place where she did her residency.” “Indeed,” Dr. Webber confirmed. “Ellis and I did our residency together at this hospital. I chose to stay and work here afterwards and she chose Boston. How’s Ellis doing?” he asked her with sincere interest. “It’s been a few months since we last talked.” “She’s still in Boston,” Meredith answered. “Has she retired from the OR as I heard?” He asked her. “Yes,” Meredith answered. “Two months ago. Now she teaches at Dartmouth.” “Oh, the place where you studied as well.” “That’s right,” Meredith smiled, slightly uncomfortable; she had never liked talking this much about her personal life. “So, are all my papers alright now?” She asked him, hoping to bring the topic back to the professional side, also struggling to stand upright over his desk. “Yes. The contract is signed, your file is complete. All we need now is to see you working for us,” Dr. Webber stated as he stood up and walked around the desk to come to her side. He slid an arm around hers and helped her stand up. “When are you due?” He asked her, glancing down at her enormous baby bump. “In exactly 6 days,” Meredith answered, panting because of the effort she had made to reposition herself in her chair. The baby had been kicking for over an hour now and that did nothing but emphasize the fatigue. She circled the bump with her hand, lingering over the spot where she felt the baby’s kick, rubbing it intensively. “I don’t want to seem nosy and please don’t answer if you find it too personal,” he stammered as he walked her to the door. “What does your mother think about your pregnancy?” “She was in her third year of residency when she birthed me,” Meredith answered, looking willingly to answer his question. “And I’ll be in my second,” she added. “She’s not happy, but she can’t lecture me either.” “Alright,” Dr. Webber smiled and nodded. “Ok,” Meredith nodded back, happy to see that they were done again with her personal life. “The test is in 5 weeks from now, do you think you can come and take it then?” he asked her. “I will,” she answered promptly. She had planned everything regarding her career so that the baby’s arrival wouldn’t pull her back. She was 39 weeks pregnant with one month left of her first year as surgical intern; the practice around the hospital was slow for all the interns, so her maternity leave matched perfectly, leaving her more time for studying. After her first year test, she could have at least two more months of maternity leave, without such big holes in her career. Two months were going to be enough for her to find the perfect nanny and then, her career would get back on track. “Just in case you won’t be able, you can have another chance a month later,” he mentioned. “Thank you,” she smiled with faint shade of sarcasm. “I won’t need favors though.” “We’re not talking about favors here, Dr. Grey,” Dr. Webber cleared out. “This is a rule that applies to each intern or resident that can’t take a test because of a medical condition.” “Alright,” she nodded. A sharp pain hit her in her stomach, leaving her almost breathless. She managed to hide it from her boss, but as soon as the pain increased, she turned to the door, ready to leave. “I guess I’ll see you in 5 or 6 days for the big day,” Dr. Webber stated as he walked her outside. “I guess so,” she succeeded to smile faintly. “Goodbye, Dr. Webber.” “Goodbye, Dr. Grey,” he returned to his office while Meredith headed towards the exit. It was a rainy and chill twilight of August. Meredith stopped outside the parking lot and turned to watch the dim falling over the enormous building, ignoring the rain that was dripping through her hair. It was a new start for her. It was a better start for her… for them she remembered as she felt the baby kicking her hardly. That put an end to her trance. She unlocked her car and slid inside to warmth and dryness. She shut the door, shielding herself from the rain and closed her eyes as she rested her head against the chair. Her hands were circling her baby bump again, more intensively now since the pain was more intense as well. “Calm down now, baby girl,” she moaned softly, as she tried to back out the pain. “Go to sleep and give mommy a break so that I can drive us home and lay down,” but as answer, another sharp pain hit her and she had to bite her lip and fight back a shriek. Meredith tried to regain the control over her breathing, inhaling and exhaling slowly. She inhaled and then exhaled. Slowly, the pain was fading and she could feel the baby standing still. She sighed with relief and smiled down at her baby bump, caressing it slowly. “Thank you.” She was finally ready to go home… partially. There was a reason why pregnant women were taking more weeks of leave before the birth, preferring to stay at home, besides the medical recommendation of resting. The baby bump was huge, which made her hold her chair pulled farther from the wheel, her arms stretching exhaustingly to reach to the wheel and the feet, heavy and swollen, hardly visible for her eyes and all these were making the driving a nightmare for Meredith. She fumbled with the key until she found the contact and now she was definitely ready to go home. Her rented car purred softly to life and left smoothly the parking spot. Probably it had taken her more than 5 minutes to start the car and now the light was fading outside. Meredith turned on the headlights to help her watch the road carefully. It was evening already and many people were heading to their homes. Meredith’s house wasn’t far from the hospital; 15 minutes on light traffic, but now, it wasn’t that kind of traffic. Meredith veered to the right on a street and decided to take a detour. 30 minutes were better than 60 minutes of trailing, she thought; too bad she couldn’t reach to turn on the music. She would have liked to change the sound of the rain dripping over the car’s hood with any other sound. She was back on the main road, leading to her house. The traffic was still light. Apparently, not many drivers had the idea of a detour and most of them were still trailing and honking in the center of the city. Then she felt the worst pain, causing her foot jerk from the pedal and the car died brutally. She had to hold herself steady on the wheel not to crash against it. The pain started fading again, but this time she knew it wouldn’t disappear completely. Her thighs were soaked and she knew she was in labor. “Oh crap,” she muttered as she became aware of that. “Why didn’t you say you want out when we were still at the hospital?” she started talking to her baby, while she struggled to revive the car and pull it off the road. The car purred to life again and it took her just a second to move the car out of the angry honks of the other drivers. “Why now?” she whimpered, hitting her head against her chair while she started rubbing intensively the bump with both hands. The pain was light but still present and in any minute, another contraction would hit. Meredith took advantage of it and overturned her bag onto the passenger seat, fumbling after her phone. Her vision was blurry because of the sweat and the tears of fears that involuntarily filled her eyes; her hands were shaky because of the pain and fear. She wiped her eyes and face, trying to see clearer on the display screen, scrolling down for a number. She found it and finally pressed dial. “Richard Webber speaking,” a man’s voice greeted her after only one ring. “Dr. Webber,” Meredith panted. “It’s Meredith,” her throat was dry and her voice was husky already. “Meredith?” Dr. Webber became suddenly alarmed. “What’s wrong?” “I… argh,” she screamed in pain as a strong contraction hit her. “Meredith!” Dr. Webber shouted in the phone, more alarmed now. “Are you in labor? Tell me where are you?” All she could let out was a panting noise as the words chocked back in her throat. The pain made her feel like she was being cut open all around her abdomen without anesthesia. Then she remembered she had to control her breathing. She inhaled and exhaled. She inhaled deeply and exhaled slower. The pain was fading, but it was still unbearable. “I’m in labor,” she succeeded to whisper. “Where are you?” Dr. Webber urged her to tell him. “I…” Meredith looked outside, fighting against the darkness and her weak vision to see where exactly she was. She could see down from the road where she was, a ferryboat docked in the port. “I’m on the Southport St.” “I’m sending an ambulance there right now. Stay calm, Meredith. Everything will be alright,” he reassured her. Meredith winced as she felt the pain creasing again and closed the phone. “Wait a few more minutes, ok?” she looked down at her baby bump, talking to it again. “What’s with this hurry?” Then another strong contraction hit her. It was worse and she felt for the first time the need to push. She inhaled and exhaled repetitively until the contraction faded again. Anyone excited to read more?



deredith4510	Sep 10 2008, 12:27 PM Post #2
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ddh2174	Sep 10 2008, 03:31 PM Post #3
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mrsmcsteamy1202	Sep 10 2008, 04:24 PM Post #4
Kimi <3's McSteamy! Posts: 1,004 Group: Residents Member #47 Joined: August 4, 2008 Favorite Character Mark and Bailey Favorite Couple Alex and Izzie	please post more!!!
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McGrey	Sep 10 2008, 06:15 PM Post #5
Posts: 770 Group: Interns Member #51 Joined: August 4, 2008 Favorite Character Meredith, Alex, Derek Favorite Couple Mer/Der	“Are you alright?” A knock in her window made her gasp and brought another contraction. She grasped on the wheel, gritting her teeth tightly to restrain a yell. Then she felt the chill wind and the rain invading her car. “You’re in labor,” the man’s voice stated, slightly worried. Meredith was too weak to watch or defend herself and let his strong arm wound around her waist. “Has the water broken?” he asked her. Meredith just nodded. “Ok, I’m going to move you in the backseats. Wrap your arms around my neck,” he told her. Exhausted, she tied her arms around his neck as he told her to do and rested her head on his shoulder. The rain started pouring over face as soon as he took her out of the car. She could feel him struggling with her weight as he went to the other door and knelt so that he could put her inside the car again. “Lay down,” he told her softly. “I’m going to call an ambulance.” “No,” she caught his wrist before he could step out of the car. For the first time she saw him. His features were kind, but the look inside his blue eyes was worried. From his dark curls was dripping rain down his face. “I called for one,” she muttered panting. “Ok,” the man sighed with relief. He sat down at her feet, wiping his face with the back of his hand. “Do you want me to call someone?” he asked her. Meredith shook her head. Tears filled her eyes again, this time not just because of the pain. “I have no one,” she muttered under her breath as she let her head fall to back. The man looked at her with pity and gave her a comforting smile. She didn’t see his pitiful look, but she did look up when he smiled. She smiled back, faintly but gratefully enough. “I’m going to stay with you until the ambulance gets here, ok?” Meredith nodded weakly. “Are you in term?” he asked her. “Six days before the term,” she said. Then another contraction hit and she grasped on the chair. “Breathe slowly,” he told her. “And do not push.” His hand slowly caressed her baby bump. “How apart are the contractions?” he asked. “I … I don’t … know,” she said panting. “That’s ok,” he leaned down to her, wiping her forehead and face of sweat. “What’s your name?” “Meredith,” she said. “Meredith,” he smiled as he repeated her name. “My name is Derek.” Meredith was about to answer with a nod when she felt a new contraction. Then he caught her hand and let her squeeze on his as she screamed. “Breathe in,” he reminded her. “Breathe in and let the air out slowly.” She complied and the pain was fading again. Derek sighed discreetly. She didn’t look like she was going to hold the baby inside until the ambulance would get there. “When did you call for the ambulance?” he asked her, looking out the window. But there were no lights of an ambulance or even a sound of it. Cars were passing by them and nobody seemed to notice that they were in need for help. “I don’t know,” she whimpered. “That’s ok,” he said softly. He knew she must have lost the track of time. “I need to push,” she cried out. “I can’t stand it,” her hand clutching on the door handle. “Try not…” he tried to encourage her, but then he saw she was having another contraction. “Ok,” he muttered under his breath. “Do you have a first aid kit?” he asked her. “Yes. Why?” she jerked her head up to look at him, panicked. “Calm down,” he told her. “I’m a doctor and I don’t think you can wait for the ambulance.” “Here?” she shouted. “Do you want me to give birth in here? With you?” she showed the intention of standing up, but Derek held her and pushed her back down. “Calm down, Meredith,” he said softly. “I need to look.” “No!” she shouted, struggling again to stand up, but his hands where holding her firmly against the seat. Then another contraction hit and she grabbed his hand, squeezing it tightly. “I need to push!” she whimpered, gritting her teeth. “I can’t… it hurts,” she cried and loosened the grip. “You have to trust me, Meredith,” he said. “I know it’s uncomfortable, but I think that your baby’s safety is much more important right now.” “But here?” she whimpered. “Where’s the kit?” he asked her. Meredith glanced to the trunk. “I’ll be right back,” he reassured her. Meredith continued to lay there, uncomfortable in the small space. She was no longer in the condition of asking who was that stranger and how was she going to bring her baby girl into the world in the backseats of a car. All she was asking was how long would the pain last and if it would get worse. “I found your bag for the baby,” Derek said when he returned inside. “It’s pink,” he smiled as he set it down. “It’s a girl,” Meredith whimpered. “You have a clean blanket in here,” he said, pulling out of the back a pink baby blanket with bunnies. “Just in case,” he wanted to reassure her as he saw her frown. Meredith complied unwillingly. “Now I know this sounds inappropriate but I need to… to look under,” he smiled awkwardly, pointing to the dress she was wearing. Though she never liked them, Meredith found out how comfortable the pregnancy dresses were; especially starting with the 30th week when no other clothing item was fitting her. She cried out because of the pain and lifted halfheartedly her dress over her thighs. “I need to… now,” he stammered as he gestured to her panties. “Do whatever you have to do and save us both faster from this embarrassing moment!” Meredith burst nervously as she lifted herself partially to glare at him. Then she collapsed onto her back, exhausted. Derek stared at her for a moment, but then he snapped back to reality. She was right. He was also a doctor so there was no time for awkwardness regarding a patient’s intimate parts. He pulled down her panties, stripping them off carefully down her ankles. The space was still too small for them and Derek found it impossible to check how dilated she was. “Try to rest your back against the door,” he suggested. Meredith crawled on her elbows until she was half up, able to lean her back against the door. “Now flex your knees and part the legs wide,” he told her and Meredith complied. Derek leaned down and sighed. “I think it’s coming out,” he muttered. “She!” Meredith snapped. “She’s coming out,” Derek smiled. He looked outside, hoping he would see an ambulance, but there was nothing new in the view. For a second he even felt outraged by the other drivers’ indifference; although, it was hard to see on that rain that something was wrong in Meredith’s car. “You have to start pushing,” he stated, taking a pair of sterile gloves from Meredith’s first aid kit. “Are you sure?” she looked at him worriedly. “I am,” he smiled reassuringly. “If the ambulance doesn’t show up by the time the baby is out, I am taking to the hospital, I promise,” he squeezed her hand encouragingly. “Everything is going to be fine,” he muttered under his breath, encouraging himself as well. “Ok now… take a deep breath and push as hard as you can, exhaling. Hold on my hand,” he held out his hand for her. She did as he told her to do and the push came together with a deafening shout of pain. Meredith rested her head against the window, breathing powerless. “You have to push again, Meredith,” Derek squeezed her hand encouragingly. “Another push, please.” “I hate this,” she whimpered. “You’re going to love it in a minute,” he chuckled. “Breathe in and try to push again,” he told her. He bent and looked down between her thighs. “It’s…” his words stopped as Meredith squashed badly his hands, making him wince in pain. “I still needed this,” he muttered under his breath, shaking his hand as soon as Meredith loosened the grip. “I can see its head,” he told her. “Hers,” she snapped through gritted teeth. “Hers,” he corrected himself. “We’re close, so stay strong,” he encouraged her. “Just a few more pushes.” “In a car,” she started grumbling, while she was trying to refocus on breathing. “I am sure he cursed me to give birth in a car with a stranger, in a rainy day,” she continued, now glaring at Derek. Derek stared at her, confused for a moment. He didn’t know what she was talking about, but he knew it wasn’t he the one she was glaring. “You have to focus and push again,” he told her, hesitating before he gave her his hand again. “Come on,” he took her hand and encouraged her. “Breathe in deeply and push.” Meredith inhaled deeply as he told her and then fought the pain and strived to push as hard as she could, screaming louder in pain. “That’s good,” he chuckled, seeing almost half of the baby outside. “How is she doing?” a female’s voice made him startle. He noticed just then the ambulance lights and two paramedics standing behind him, outside in the rain. “The baby is almost out,” he told them, concentrating back to Meredith. “That was great, Meredith. Breathe in and push again,” he told her. “Sir, please step outside and let us take over,” the woman told him, grabbing him by his shoulder. “I am a doctor myself so I can finish what I’ve started,” he told her, hardly keeping his calm. “Sir, you are not authorized to this so please step outside,” the paramedic insisted. “Authorized or not, I was here when she needed help, so please wait for your turn!” he spat at her, making her stir. Meredith was too lost in pain to focus on their argument. Suddenly she grabbed his hand, squeezing it painfully and shrieked as she gave another push. A healthy cry cut in between their arguments. Derek caught the baby girl and carefully wrapped her in a blanket before he placed her on her mother’s chest. The sweat was gliding down her face in streams. She was breathless and feeling like in a bath of steams and tears had flooded her eyes as she looked at the tiny human being on chest. “You can move her now,” he sighed, his eyes tearing as he watched how the baby calmed down once that she met her mother’s warmth. He got out of the car and let the paramedics move her, but still supervising each move. “I’ll take care of your car,” he leaned down and told her. But Meredith didn’t give him any answer as her little girl was the only thing in the world she cared about. “Take her to Seattle Grace Hospital,” Derek told the paramedics. “There’s where we have been asked to take her,” the woman answered, a little irritated by Derek’s bossing attitude. “Good,” he muttered under his breath, sighing with relief. “Sir?” the woman came to him with a clipboard in her hand. “What’s your name?” she asked him. “Derek Shepherd,” he answered, watching how Meredith and her baby were settled inside the ambulance, without paying attention to the paramedic, who wrote down his name on the paper. “Congratulation,” she smiled at him. Dazzled, he looked at her and nodded. That wasn’t the first birth he had helped on throughout his career as doctor and that wasn’t the first weird place either where he had to practice medicine, but it was for the first time when he felt overwhelmed by a warm feeling afterwards. Meredith didn’t remember much from that moment. She was exhausted physically and emotionally and as much as she fought against it, she lost the battle with her eyelids. She hadn’t believed the feeling would be so intense; she hadn’t even prepared herself to become a mother, but everything changed from the moment she felt her daughter’s chest raising against hers. She felt the bond with her daughter in a heartbeat.



Liina	Sep 10 2008, 06:52 PM Post #6
Satan of GAO :) Posts: 6,679 Group: Chiefs Member #131 Joined: August 31, 2008 Favorite Character Meredith, Cristina, Alex, Izzie, George, Favorite Couple Meredith and Derek, Izzie and Alex	Nice...
	Mistakes are painful, but you have to make these by your own to learn. And you are my favorite, the most common and the most painful one, sorry for everything...


greys<3	Sep 11 2008, 05:44 AM Post #7
Posts: 15 Group: Interns Member #91 Joined: August 11, 2008	that was really really good!! Please Please Updtae!!



indigoscrubs	Sep 11 2008, 10:09 AM Post #8
getting hot and steamy with MCDREAMY !! Posts: 1,346 Group: Residents Member #123 Joined: August 25, 2008 Favorite Character derek and meredith :)...mark ,lexie Favorite Couple MerDer ,Mexie	brilliant love it ..more please
	Der: I'm not gonna get down on one knee, I'm not gonna ask a question. I love you Meredith Grey, and I wanna spend the rest of my life, with you. Mer: And I wanna spend the rest of my life with you ( whole proposal speech wouldnt fit damn it )


mrsmcsteamy1202	Sep 11 2008, 03:17 PM Post #9
Kimi <3's McSteamy! Posts: 1,004 Group: Residents Member #47 Joined: August 4, 2008 Favorite Character Mark and Bailey Favorite Couple Alex and Izzie	i'm really liking it...please update!!!
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McGrey	Sep 12 2008, 06:55 AM Post #10
Posts: 770 Group: Interns Member #51 Joined: August 4, 2008 Favorite Character Meredith, Alex, Derek Favorite Couple Mer/Der	It was late that evening when Derek finally made it to the hospital. His shift had ended hours ago and then all he wanted was to go home and sleep. Everything changed in his plans and life as driving back home he passed past a stopped car and noticed a woman resting her forehead against the wheel, looking as if she was unconscious. He stopped his car and from that moment, all he wanted was to know that mother and daughter were doing well. “Hi,” he said, leaning over the counter at the nurse behind it. “A woman and her newborn have been brought here around an hour ago.” “The one from the Southport St.?” she asked. “Yes,” he answered immediately. “Are they here?” he asked her impatiently. “Yes, they are,” she said and looked in the computer. “Meredith Shepherd,” she read. “She is in room 2416 and her condition is stable. Congratulation, Dr. Shepherd,” she told Derek with a wide smile. Derek was staring at her, confused. “Thanks,” he mumbled and turned around, walking slowly towards room 2416. She had the last name as his. He knew his last name wasn’t unique, but the coincidence was bemusing. Derek found Meredith’s room easily. He saw through the small window of the door her frame laying in bed and a nurse beside her bed. Derek opened the door slowly and sneaked his head inside to see that Meredith was sleeping. The nurse looked up at him as she heard the door opening and smiled. “How is she?” he asked her in whisper, walking towards Meredith’s bed. It was dark inside the room, but he could still watch her face as she slept. “Exhausted, but healthy,” the nurse answered, coming beside Derek. Both of them were now watching her. “And the baby?” he asked, without looking away from Meredith. “She’s healthy too. We’re keeping her in the incubator this night. Let her sleep because the baby may ask for her first meal soon,” the nurse told him and then she made her way out of the room. Derek walked to her bedside and sat down at the edge of a chair, continuing to watch her. She looked worried as she slept, lines crossing her forehead. He didn’t know anything about her besides her name, but the last hours’ course hadn’t been easy and that must have been the reason for her disquieted sleep. He drew the blanket upper and smiled as she moaned softly and her forehead smoothed a little. Then he stood up and walked slowly to the window. It was night already and the rain was still pouring badly outside. He leaned his side against the window watching the city lights through the rain. Now that he knew both mother and daughter were fine, he had all the reasons to go home in peace, but this thought was far from him. Something was keeping him there. There was a couch beside the window; small, but looking like being the only furniture comfortable enough to lie on. He propped his legs over the armrest and his head against the other side of the couch, facing Meredith. He had just closed his eyes when he thought he heard a snore. He opened his eyes and focused on listening. There was again another quiet snore. Derek chuckled quietly as he realized it was Meredith’s snore. He couldn’t help but keep on smiling as he closed his eyes, drifting to sleep with the sound. Later, a thunder sounded loudly outside and made his eyes snap open. He stood up and stretched his body, flexing his neck and shoulders because of the uncomfortable position he had had on the couch. Derek walked over to the window, leaning against it and watching how the rain was washing the city. It was dark and silence outside the hospital, just now and then the silence being broken by the siren of an ambulance. Then the light flicked on. “Who are you?” Meredith’s husky voice asked. She looked confused at the stranger that was standing in her hospital room in the middle of the night. She stood half-upright, wincing as she felt the soreness. Her unexpected waking made Derek stir. He turned and looked at her for a moment, confused by her question. “I’m Derek,” he said softly as he started walking towards her bed. Meredith was still confused as he told her his name, but as he got closer and came into the light, she started remembering his kind eyes and his warm smile. “Oh,” she said quietly, remembering. Derek smiled and stopped beside her bed. “How are you feeling?” he asked her. Meredith shrugged, still confused by the reason of Derek’s presence in her hospital room in the middle of the night. “Tired,” she mumbled. “That’s understandable,” he chuckled. As Derek’s chuckle died off, the silence felt awkwardly for both of them. He knew what she was thinking, but he didn’t have a precise answer to give her and she was curios and confused at the same time to find out his answer. “Thank you,” she managed to smile faintly, struggling to look honest. Maybe that was what he was expecting from her. But was he there just to hear her appreciations for his help, she asked herself. “No reason to thank me,” he smiled. “I’m glad I could help you.” Meredith didn’t know what else to do but smile. If that wasn’t the reason, then what was he doing there? “What are you doing here?” she finally put the question. Derek smiled in attempt of hiding his embarrassment. “I wanted to make to sure that you and the baby are alright,” he said quietly, but he knew that wasn’t a good explanation. “I am alright,” Meredith answered, now suddenly worried. “I didn’t get to see my baby yet though,” she muttered. Derek saw in her eyes the fear and understood. “She’s alright as well,” he said quickly, denying any reason for her to be worried. Now Meredith was curious again and Derek saw that in her eyes. “You want to know why I am still here?” he asked and Meredith nodded. He chuckled, rubbing his nape. “I was feeling a little too tired to go home, so…” it wasn’t the real reason, but it wasn’t a fake one either. “Ok,” she nodded. The answer seemed reasonable. Meredith laid back down under the blanket and rolled to a side, facing him. They looked into each other’s eyes into an even more awkward silence than before. “Go back to sleep,” he told her as he saw her yawning. “I’m sorry if I scared you.” Meredith just shook her head reassuringly. “Do you want me to leave?” he asked her. Meredith thought about it for a moment. He didn’t look like he wanted to leave. She was too tired to wonder why, so she shrugged. “It’s late,” she mumbled. Then she noticed his discreet sigh of relief. She still didn’t understood why, so she closed her eyes, drifting to sleep instantly. Derek watched her sleeping for a moment and then turned off the light. He was wondering now if it wouldn’t be better for him to leave. He didn’t want to seem dangerous to Meredith. Now that he was sure that Meredith and the baby were alright, Derek decided it would be better to leave. He took his jacket and walked quietly to the door, opening it carefully not to wake her up again. He closed back the door and put on the jacket as he started walking towards the elevators. Passing by a hall, Derek stopped suddenly. He watched the hall that was leading to the nursery, unsure of what he wanted to do next. He had seen the mother, so he felt like he should see the baby too. There wasn’t too much medical staff on the neonatology floor at that late hour and he was a doctor so he could have access there without any trouble. Derek walked along the hall until he reached to another nurses’ station and across from it was the nursery. He looked around to check who was there and smiled, slightly uncomfortable, as he met the nurse’s smile from behind the desk. “Are you here to see baby Shepherd?” she asked, coming to him. Both of them looked through the window at the babies. “Yes…” he said. “If it’s possible.” “Why wouldn’t it be?” the nurse chuckled as she opened the door. “Follow me,” she said, walking inside. She handed him a gown. Derek hesitated briefly, but followed her, dressing the gown. The nurse stopped beside a crib. “We just got her out of the incubator.” Derek watched the tiny baby, with her pink flannel hat almost falling off her head, her hands rolled into tiny fists. “She’s healthy, isn’t she?” he asked, without taking his eyes from her. “She’s perfectly healthy,” the nurse said. “And very pretty,” she added, smiling at Derek. “She is,” Derek agreed, smiling as he reached down slowly to touch her hand. “You can hold her,” the nurse said. Derek looked up at her, surprised. He wasn’t passing as the baby’s father, was he? “I think it would be better if the mother will hold her first,” he said. “Oh, you are right,” the nurse smiled. “She should wake up soon anyway for her first meal,” she said, smiling down at the baby. “You can just sit here with her,” she told him, smiling friendly at him. “Ok,” Derek nodded, smiling at her and followed her with his eyes until she left the room. He looked back down at the baby and instantly his smile became wider. He watched the baby, listening to her soft sleeping sound. Despite his rich experience as doctor, he was still amazed by the miracle of life and this baby girl wasn’t any baby; she was the baby he had helped to come into the world inside of a car. Derek touched her chest with his fingertip, carefully as if she was so fragile that she could break. He felt her chest breathing against his finger, her heartbeat tickling it. Derek caressed her cheek, again gently and barely touching her. Her skin felt so soft and warm beneath his finger like anything he had touched before. The baby girl frowned and started fussing, wriggling her fists in air. Derek touched her fist, smiling as the girl clutched on his finger. “Welcome into the world, little princess,” he whispered, already mesmerized by the warm feeling that had started growing inside of him. “Your mommy is very lucky to have you,” he continued talking to her in whisper, bending closer to her. The baby just wriggled a little the hand she was holding his finger with, probably as answer to his compliment. Derek watched her a for another minute, wondering if she had her mother’s eyes, if she was looking more like her father and how it felt to cradle her to his chest. All the babies were charming in their personal ways, but to Derek, this baby girl was the most wonderful thing. Probably he felt like that because of the circumstances she had been born in; probably she had something special that made him fall for her. Unwillingly, Derek decided he should tell her goodbye. He shook her hand lightly and touched her hand with his lips, kissing her softly. As he tried to pull his finger from her grip, he noticed how tightly she was holding on him. “I like you too, but you should let go of me,” he whispered to her, chuckling quietly. He tried to pull his finger from her hand again, gently not to disturb her sleep, but her grip was too firm. Derek sighed, uncomfortable with the situation. A few hours old baby was holding him hostage. The baby girl calmed down and continued to sleep soundly. She turned her face to Derek’s hand, still holding on his finger, mouthed something mutually and slept. Derek couldn’t help but smile at her cute image. He crouched down beside her crib, propping his chin on its edge and watched the baby. He waved her hand slowly, caressing her cheek with his finger. Suddenly he felt the urge of holding her into his arms. Derek stood up, her hand still holding his finger, and looked around the room, hesitating. Other babies were sleeping peacefully in the nursery and there was no grown-up around. He leaned down to her and whispered. “Do you think your mommy will be upset?” The baby opened her mouth and mouthed mutually again. Derek chuckled quietly at their imaginary conversation. ‘She won’t know,’ he thought. ‘Besides, she owes me,’ he continued, encouraging himself to pick the baby up. He leaned over the crib and slid slowly a hand behind her, while he pulled the finger from her grip. The baby fussed and whimpered a little, but Derek hurried to calm her down. He rocked her back and forth, mumbling quietly a lullaby. The baby calmed down and kept on sleeping. Derek didn’t know how long he rocked her, but then the door opened and the same nurse walked inside. “You couldn’t help it,” she whispered as she came to her. “No,” he smiled at her. “That’s all right,” she smiled reassuringly. “But I think you should leave now,” she whispered apologetically. Derek looked at her, frowning displeased. “I made an exception,” she whispered. Derek nodded reluctantly. He gave the baby a kiss and then he put her back down in her crib. “Welcome into the world,” he whispered to her ear.



Natalie	Sep 12 2008, 09:42 PM Post #11
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McGrey	Sep 13 2008, 07:03 AM Post #12
Posts: 770 Group: Interns Member #51 Joined: August 4, 2008 Favorite Character Meredith, Alex, Derek Favorite Couple Mer/Der	Through her dreamless sleep, Meredith heard a whimper echoing in her room. She slowly opened her eyes to meet the night’s darkness. Her face was turned towards the door as she woke up, perceiving a human frame, shadowed by the light coming from the hall. “Derek?” her husky voice asked, confused. “No,” a woman whispered and Meredith saw her coming slowly to her bed. Meredith trailed up on the pillows, leaning against the headboard, and reached to turn on the lamps above her hospital bed. A smile broke on her face and her eyes locked on the crib the nurse was pushing. “She’s hungry,” the nurse smiled as she picked up the baby girl and brought her to Meredith. Instinctively, her arms flexed, making a small crib to welcome the baby. The nurse carefully put the baby in Meredith’s arms. “Do you need help?” she asked her as she leaned closer, ready to untie her gown. Meredith couldn’t tear her eyes from her baby girl. She hadn’t done it before, but she was sure she would figure it out. “No,” she muttered, smiling down at her baby. “Let me help you with the gown,” the nurse offered and Meredith leaned forward a little, so the nurse could untie her gown. “Call me if you need anything. I’ll be back later,” the nurse told her. Meredith just nodded and the nurse left the room. The baby was fussing in her arms, ready to claim her meal shouting, but Meredith’s eyes wandered all over the girl. She had her tiny eyes opened, staring blindly ahead. Meredith couldn’t tell what color they were; it looked like green, but had a shade of blue as well. Her thin lips outlined her tiny mouth, her tongue sticking out from time to time, anticipating the meal. Meredith giggled, mesmerized by the little human she was holding in her arms; her little human. She shrugged off the gown, letting it drop under her breasts, while she held the baby on one arm, and helped her find the breast. It was an inbred instinct when the mother breastfed her baby. She hadn’t prepared herself to become a mother. She hadn’t been aware of the human life she was carrying inside her body until she held her baby girl in her arms. She had kept the pregnancy just to piss off her ex-boyfriend and her mother. Despite all these, now that her baby girl was there, breathing in her arms, her soft mouth feeding with her love, Meredith knew she was going to make it somehow. She didn’t know yet how, but she knew she could be a mother to her child. ----- It was still early the next morning when Derek stepped out the scrubbing room. Each of the medical staff he had met during the night congratulated him. He surely hadn’t expected to such reactions. What he had done wasn’t uncommon. Derek answered with a simple smile and walked away each time a person stopped him. Was such a heroic gesture to help a woman give birth? He kept asking himself. Whatever was going on and whatever people were saying, Derek was too tired to think of it. The only thing he had in his mind was to get home at last and crash in his bed - that and other thing. He was in the elevator, heading down in the lobby, when the doors opened at the neonatology floor. In that moment, his plans for the day changed again. Derek stepped out of the elevator without giving a second thought and went straight to the room he knew already. Derek peaked through the small window inside the room to see Meredith in her bed, cradling her baby and Dr. Webber, talking to her. He knocked lightly as he opened the door and sneaked his head inside. “Am I interrupting?” he asked in whisper. Meredith shook her head in response while Dr. Webber stood up. “Oh, Dr. Shepherd,” he greeted him with a smile. Derek walked into the room and let the door close behind him as he went over to her bed. “How are you?” he asked Meredith. “I’m doing ok,” she answered with a smile. “Both of us,” she added, more to herself as she smiled down at her baby girl. “Meredith was telling me how lucky she was you found her,” Dr. Webber cut in. Derek couldn’t help but smile when he saw the blush in Meredith’s cheeks as she dazed down at her baby, not daring to look at him after a confession like that. Derek chuckled quietly and nodded. “As I said, I am glad I could help.” “I can’t believe that you left from my office and you didn’t say anything about the pain,” Dr. Webber looked at Meredith, a fatherly reproach in his voice. “I…” Meredith wanted to say, but this time Derek cut in. “Do you know each other?” he asked them. “Her mother is an old friend of mine,” Dr. Webber answered. “Meredith is actually ending her first year of internship here.” Derek smiled, surprised to hear that. “You’re a doctor too?” Meredith looked up at him and nodded. “Surgery is her field,” Dr. Webber added. “So you’ll have the chance to work together as soon as Meredith returns from her maternity leave. Dr. Shepherd is our head of Neurology,” he said, making the official introduction. “He worked at New York Presbyterian too.” “Did you work at New York Presbyterian as well?” Derek asked, more surprised to find out other things they had in common, besides their last name – or so he thought. “Yes,” she nodded her head. “I heard you left shortly before I got there.” “Then I moved here,” Derek confirmed. “So what brings you to Seattle?” “Personal issues,” she shrugged. “How about you?” “Personal issues,” he answered, smiling. “Oh,” her answer showed she knew about his divorce. “Yeah,” Derek chuckled. “Well… I look forward to work together. Although it will be a little weird to be two doctors Shepherd here,” he laughed. “I think people have started already to think that you’re my wife.” Meredith and Webber looked at each other, neither of them understanding what Derek was talking about, and then both stares turned to Derek. “What?” Derek smiled, confused. “Her last name is not Shepherd,” Dr. Webber stated. His smile faded instantly, replaced by confusion. “It’s not? Are you sure?” “I am very sure,” Meredith frowned, not understanding why Derek couldn’t understand that. “Her last name is Grey,” Dr. Webber added. “She is Elli’s Grey daughter.” Derek stared at Meredith, his mind in a complete haze. He was sure she was the same woman he had helped the previous night. He was also sure she was the one he had visited hours ago- Meredith Shepherd… and the baby Shepherd. “Shepherd, what is it?” Dr. Webber demanded, slightly irritated by Derek’s attitude. “Your last name is not Shepherd?” he asked Meredith again. “Do you want to check my ID to believe me?” she frowned. “I just told you her last name is Grey. Why are you insisting?” Webber asked. Derek stared at Meredith, his mind rewinding the events. He hadn’t asked her about her last name when he found her, so he knew her first name only. She was definitely the same Meredith he had met the previous night. Then it clicked. The paramedic had asked him about his name. Derek sighed loudly as he ran his fingers through his hair. “What is it?” Meredith demanded. “What’s wrong with him?” she asked Webber, but Webber shrugged, clueless. “That’s all right,” Derek said quickly. “There has been a mistake but it’s nothing that we can’t handle. It’s something minor.” “What are you talking about?” Meredith insisted, not understanding what he was trying to say. Derek took a deep breath before he could explain. “Apparently,” he started hesitantly. “What?” Meredith snapped, causing the baby to fuss. “Apparently, you and the baby are registered under the name of Shepherd,” he said. “What?” Both, Meredith and Webber asked in the same time. Derek gave her an apologetic smile, feeling directly responsible for the misunderstanding. In that moment, Dr. Webber went and looked at Meredith’s wrist, while Meredith checked the baby’s. On their pink bracelets was written Shepherd. For an instant, Meredith felt a shiver of panic and her eyes wandered over the baby she was holding in her arms. Her features, her short, soft blonde hair, her tiny pink lips and her blushing cheeks, were all familiar to her. Meredith sighed with relief. She cradled the baby closer to her chest, rocking her slowly. “I’ll go look for your chart,” Dr. Webber stated and darted outside. Derek stayed like frozen in front of her bed, not daring to say anything, move or even breathe. “That’s ok. Relax,” Meredith muttered, gently caressing her baby’s cheek. She looked up at him as he showed no intention of relaxing. “You didn’t do it deliberately, did you?” she asked him. “Of course not,” Derek replied quickly and made walked over to sit down at her feet. “Can you help me take these off?” she asked him, showing him her wrist. Derek nodded and came to her side. He unfastened Meredith’s bracelet and then the baby’s, smiling when the baby opened her eyes. “Do you mind if I hold her?” he asked Meredith. Meredith looked into his eyes and saw the radiance in his eyes as he anxiously waited for her answer. She smiled and carefully handed him the baby. Derek held out his arms and his hands slid carefully under the baby. “Be careful,” she muttered, looking worried as the baby left her arms and went in Derek’s. “Don’t worry,” he smiled down at the baby. “I have some practice,” he said, taking the baby’s tiny hand in his. “Good morning, baby girl.” As answer, the baby let out a long yawn. “Do you have any children?” she asked him. Derek looked at her suspiciously. “You didn’t hear about my story back at New York Presbyterian?” “No. Did you have a story there besides your career?” she asked. Derek raised his brows, surprised to find out about the discretion he didn’t know it exist at his previous work place. “I don’t have any children,” he answered and smiled down at the baby again. The baby girl opened her mouth as if she was yawning and started wriggling her hands in the air towards Derek. He gently took her hand again and leaned down as he kissed it, while the baby slapped him with the other one. “Hello, hello!” Derek laughed at her greeting. “She likes you,” Meredith said quietly as she watched the interaction between her baby girl and Dr. Shepherd, a discreet smile creeping across her lips. Derek looked up at her and smile. “I like her too. After all, she’s my daughter. Right?” he chuckled. Glancing at Meredith, he saw her eyes darkening at his comment. “I’m sorry,” Derek apologized sincerely. “I didn’t mean to sound inappropriate. It was just a joke.” Meredith smiled faintly and shook her head, reassuring him that no offense had been made. “That’s ok. It’s nice to see that someone is willing to say that about her,” she muttered, her eyes glistering as she watched her baby. “When her father doesn’t want her,” she added and slowly turned her gaze out the window. She sounded rather angry than sad. Derek smiled sympathetically at her and then at the baby he was holding, slightly outraged to hear that. How could anyone not want to be the father for such a sweet baby? “You can count on my help you know,” he said and smiled as he looked at her, waiting to meet her eyes. But her gaze stayed out the window. “I don’t need mercy. I don’t deserve it,” she said quietly and turned her head, smiling faintly. “Not when I know that I decided to have this baby just to piss him off.” Derek felt a little overwhelmed by her confession. He agreed she had made a wrong decision, but he couldn’t deny how much she loved her baby and whatever she had done, she still wanted the best for her child. “It’s not about mercy,” Derek said softly and smiled as he met her curiosity. “Imagine this… one day, while you are driving back from work, you meet someone who needs your help. You help that person and then you find out that she’s your soon-to-be co-worker. Will you be able keep the relationship strictly professional?” Meredith narrowed her eyes and frowned slightly. “Are you declaring me your love?” Derek chuckled but stopped quickly as he saw her serious look. “No,” he was now serious. “What if that person is married or has someone?” she asked him. Derek smiled. “More than strictly professional includes friendship too, Meredith, not necessary a relationship.” “Oh,” she nodded and held out her hands. “Can I have her back?” Derek leaned down and put the baby girl back in her mother’s arms. Once again, he saw the proof of love in the way she smiled down at her. “Do have a name for her?” he asked her. Meredith couldn’t tear her eyes from her baby girl and just shook her head. “There’s nothing on the top of the list?” he asked her. Meredith looked at him and shook her head again. “There is no list.” “Any ideas then?” he asked. “Derek,” Meredith groaned and rolled her eyes. “She needs a name,” Derek pointed out. “Really?” she smiled sarcastically which made Derek chuckle. “Yeah, really. Do you want me to help you find one?” Meredith scowled at his insistence. Derek smiled, confident. “Meredith?” “What?” she asked, gritting her teeth. “Do you want to be my friend?” he asked her, a big teasing smile on his face. Meredith tried to keep her face composed, but failed as a smile crept on her lips. Derek chuckled and winked at her, pleased to see who easily he convinced her. “We can be friends,” she smiled, rolling her eyes at his confidence. “Great then,” he grinned proudly. “I wouldn’t be so happy,” she laughed and Derek felt his heart beating faster at the sound of that. “I didn’t choose the right moment to move, so my things are still unpacked,” she warned him, although she was just joking. She wasn’t going to ask anybody’s help. “Unpacking,” Derek shrugged. “That’s piece of cake.” “Then there’s the painting and baby’s furniture,” Meredith continued, laughing as Derek showed the same cheerful grin. “I am neurosurgeon, so the furniture- puzzle-thing is over before I can start enjoying myself,” he smiled. “I should go home and get some sleep now, but I will come back and check on you later.” “I don’t need to be checked on,” Meredith frowned. Derek smiled and leaned forward but stopped when he realized what he was going to do. He just smiled and rubbed lightly her arm. “I’ll come visit you later, then,” he said and caressed the baby’s head before he stood up. Her heart had started beating like crazy again, anticipating his lips against her skin, and felt slightly disappointed when Derek changed his mind. “And try think of a name for her,” he added as he walked to the door. He stopped in the doorway and looked back at her, smiling. “Bye,” he lingered for a moment longer there and then closed the door. “Bye,” Meredith muttered only after Derek was out the room. The baby started fussing in her arms, asking for her attention. “Mommy…” her words chocked as she talked to the baby, feeling a strong feeling of pride as she called herself mommy. “Mommy has a new friend now,” she said. “And he’s nice and … and cute too,” she giggled at her own confession. Now the baby burst into tears. “Why are you crying?” Meredith held up the baby, worried. “How am going to understand you each time you cry?” she whimpered to herself and started rocking her back and forth. But the baby continued to cry. Meredith sighed. “Crap,” and reached for the button to call a nurse.



Inlovewithmerder	Sep 13 2008, 12:46 PM Post #13
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indigoscrubs	Sep 13 2008, 09:27 PM Post #14
getting hot and steamy with MCDREAMY !! Posts: 1,346 Group: Residents Member #123 Joined: August 25, 2008 Favorite Character derek and meredith :)...mark ,lexie Favorite Couple MerDer ,Mexie	brilliant cannot wait to see where this goes :):)
	Der: I'm not gonna get down on one knee, I'm not gonna ask a question. I love you Meredith Grey, and I wanna spend the rest of my life, with you. Mer: And I wanna spend the rest of my life with you ( whole proposal speech wouldnt fit damn it )


Liina	Sep 14 2008, 06:53 PM Post #15
Satan of GAO :) Posts: 6,679 Group: Chiefs Member #131 Joined: August 31, 2008 Favorite Character Meredith, Cristina, Alex, Izzie, George, Favorite Couple Meredith and Derek, Izzie and Alex	It is great . I love it.
	Mistakes are painful, but you have to make these by your own to learn. And you are my favorite, the most common and the most painful one, sorry for everything...


McGrey	Sep 18 2008, 02:30 PM Post #16
Posts: 770 Group: Interns Member #51 Joined: August 4, 2008 Favorite Character Meredith, Alex, Derek Favorite Couple Mer/Der	Later that day, Derek was in his lunch break when he decided to pay Meredith another visit. He bought some food for them, hoping that Meredith hadn’t had lunch yet, and headed to the neonatology floor. Derek peaked through the window to see Meredith sleeping. He sighed, a little disappointed, as it appeared that he was going to eat alone. As he made a step back from the door to walk away, Derek got an idea. He had also bought dessert for their lunch, so he could leave that in her room. Before he walked in, Derek took out two wrapped muffins and a napkin. Slowly he entered into the room, walking silently to her bed. Derek put the muffins on her nightstand and turned to walk outside. His hand remained on the doorknob as his eyes wandered around the hospital room. Something didn’t look right. That room looked like… a hospital room. It was a hospital room, he admitted, but that was a hospital room from the maternity floor, so it was supposed to be decorated with flowers, balloons and teddy bears. It was supposed to be cheerful. But her room looked like any other room from the hospital. There was just one flower bouquet on the nightstand beside her bed, probably from Dr. Webber- Derek thought. He suddenly felt sad. Was she so lonely? There was nobody else to send her a card or a flower besides her chief? Then he felt guilty. He was her friend now and he hadn’t made any nice gesture yet. Derek put the food pack on the table beside the door and walked outside. ----------- Derek returned later to her and smiled. Meredith was holding her baby in her arms, watching how the nurse was arranging a flower bouquet beside another two. He gave a short knock as he opened the door. “Hi,” she greeted him with a smile and then her eyes shifted back on the flowers. Derek smiled discreetly, pleased to see her awe. “Wow,” he said, acting surprised. “Yeah,” Meredith muttered, confused. The nurse finished with the arrangement and smiled at them as she walked outside. “Someone sent me flowers,” Meredith said, confused. “You don’t know who?” Derek asked as he walked over to her bed and leaned down to caress the baby’s cheek. Meredith looked at all the flowers that were decorating her room now. “No. They don’t have a card.” “Secret admire already?” Derek chuckled. “I don’t know anyone here. Nobody knows me,” Meredith pointed out. Derek gave a look to the color variety given by the flowers and chuckled quietly. As his eyes wandered around the room, he saw that his lunch pack wasn’t on the table anymore. “Did they throw away my food?” he frowned. Meredith looked up at him, biting her lip. “You ate it?” Derek laughed. “I was hungry,” Meredith said defensively. “Besides, why are you leaving your food in my room?” she frowned. “That was for you actually,” Derek half lied. “I am glad you liked it.” “Anything is better than the hospital food,” she said, rolling her eyes. “Do you want to hold her?” she asked him, holding the baby upper. Derek grinned, obviously thrilled with the offer. “Oh this is for the … no-name-baby,” he laughed and handed her a pink gift bag. Meredith stared at him, suspicious for a moment. “You sent me all these,” she concluded. Derek just smiled and put the bag onto her lap, while he leaned down and picked the baby up from her mother’s arms. “Hello, baby girl,” he smiled down at the sleeping baby, slowly rocking her back and forth. “Why did you do that?” she asked him, frowning. Derek wasn’t happy to hear the reproach in her voice. “Because I wanted to,” “No, because you felt sorry for me,” Meredith snapped, making the baby whimper. “Shh,” Derek rocked the baby to calm her down. “I do feel sorry for you but…” “Don’t,” Meredith cut him off sharply. “I told you I don’t deserve anyone’s sympathy. I chose this way and now I have to go through it.” “Don’t be so harsh on yourself,” Derek frowned. “I don’t know exactly what happened, but in case you haven’t noticed yet, your book turned a new page,” he said and showed her the baby. Meredith looked away and didn’t reply. “Besides, I am your friend now,” Derek said softly. “It would have been rude of me not to send you a flower.” “Or two, or three,” Meredith added and as she looked at him, Derek saw her smile. “Thank you.” “My pleasure,” Derek smiled. “She’s still-no-name?” he asked her, smiling down at the baby. “Yeah,” Meredith groaned. “There are so many names, but they’re so common.” “Maybe you should name her Jane, like Jane Doe,” Derek chuckled. Meredith frowned at his joke. “Keep your suggestions for yourself.” “Ok,” he laughed. “Is she a good baby?” he asked her while playing the baby’s hand. “She’s great,” Meredith smiled, looking at her baby. “She cries only when she’s hungry and I changed her diaper just once,” she said, smirking. “Any parent’s dream,” Derek said. “I guess so,” she sighed. “Do you mind if I ask you something personal?” Derek asked cautiously. “Do I have any choice?” she grumbled. “No,” Derek admitted. “It’s about your mother. How’s Ellis Grey doing?” he asked her eagerly. Meredith sighed and held out her arms to take the baby back. Derek frowned a little, but put the baby in her mother’s arms. “She’s teaching,” Meredith answered. “How come she’s not here to see her granddaughter?” Derek asked then. “I already told you,” she replied, slightly irritated. “One of the people I wanted to piss off by carrying this pregnancy was my mother. She doesn’t know I gave birth earlier either.” “So she’s not very happy with the idea,” Derek concluded. Meredith smiled up at him. “You’re so smart.” “Thanks,” Derek laughed. The baby cut in, crying. “I think she’s hungry,” Meredith said, leaning forward a little to untie her gown. “Are you going already?” she asked Derek when she saw him standing up. Derek looked, confused. “I will give you some privacy.” Meredith rolled her eyes, smiling. “You already saw the most intimate parts of my body. My breast is not that exciting.” Derek chuckled. “Are you sure?” “I could need some company,” Meredith muttered as she brought the baby to suck from her breast. “I am enjoying your company, Meredith,” Derek said softly. He pulled a chair and sat down beside her bed. They stayed in silence and watched the baby eating, both of them smiling broadly at her. “Can I burp her?” Derek asked her quickly after the baby finished her meal. Meredith giggled and nodded, handing him a towel to put on his shoulder. Derek carefully took the baby and put her on his chest, rubbing gently onto her back. “You’re a weird man, Derek,” Meredith said, watching the smile in his eyes as he carefully burped the baby. “Why?” Derek asked smiled curiously. Meredith shrugged. “Because of this,” she said, pointing to him and the baby. “I love babies, especially this baby. I was her midwife, wasn’t I?” he grinned. Meredith smiled faintly, but looked carefully at him. “I hope you’re not planning on kidnapping my baby,” she said quietly. “Not right away,” Derek laughed, but his laugh died quickly as he met her glare. “I am kidding, Meredith,” he said defensively. “Not very funny, Derek,” she scolded. “I want her back,” she demanded and held out her arms. Derek sighed and put the baby in her arms. “I am not a dangerous man,” he frowned, offended. A wave of guilt swept through her. He could have kidnapped her baby by now if that’s what he really wanted, she reconsidered her thought. “It’s my job to be worried,” she muttered, cradling the baby to her chest. “I know,” Derek smiled kindly. “I didn’t mean to scare you. I guess I am a little… annoying, ain’t I?” “You’re not annoying. I like your company. I guess I could need a friend,” she said, her eyes on her daughter. “But you’re also my boss and easy to… fall for. I don’t want to make to the same mistake twice.” Derek didn’t understand what exactly she was talking about. “We still can be friends, though I am your boss.” “Yeah,” she smiled, but she didn’t sound convinced. “I should go back to work now,” Derek sighed. “Can I visit you later?” Meredith smiled and nodded. “Sure.” “Ok,” he chuckled and caressed the baby’s head. “Find her a name,” he smiled as he stood up. “I have to,” she giggled. Meredith rocked the baby in her arms until she fell asleep. She stood up and slowly put her in her crib. Then she saw the pink bag from Derek and remembered his present for her daughter. Meredith crawled back in the bed and took the bag. She took out a pink teddy bear, soft at touch. She saw then a small piece of paper tucked under the teddy’s ribbon. Meredith pulled out the paper and unfolded it. “Morgan,” she read. “P.S. Do not kill the messenger.” Meredith laughed, shaking her head. She read the name again and looked at the baby. “Morgan?”



Liina	Sep 18 2008, 02:45 PM Post #17
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	Mistakes are painful, but you have to make these by your own to learn. And you are my favorite, the most common and the most painful one, sorry for everything...


McGrey	Sep 27 2008, 04:21 AM Post #18
Posts: 770 Group: Interns Member #51 Joined: August 4, 2008 Favorite Character Meredith, Alex, Derek Favorite Couple Mer/Der	Derek had just left Meredith’s room when his phone rang. Checking the ID, he recognized his best friend’s number. Derek smiled and flipped his phone open. “Hey, Mark,” he greeted him cheerfully. “Hey, Shep,” Mark chuckled. “What’s new with you? You haven’t called for weeks now.” “Jealous?” Derek laughed. He heard Mark sighing. “Yeah.” “No worries, I am staying hetero,” Derek replied with a chuckled. “So what’s new in Seattle? Who kept you so busy that you didn’t have time to call your brother?” Mark asked. “My patients,” Derek answered. Then he heard his friend groaning. “Are you making out with your patients now?” “Shut up now,” Derek warned him. “Oh so you’re still a monk,” Mark laughed. Derek laughed quietly, shaking his head. “What’s new in New York?” he asked him. “Nothing new,” Mark sighed. “That’s why I called you. I hoped that you would give me something spicy,” he laughed. Derek laughed along with him. “Well…” he cleared his throat, ready to share the Meredith moments. “Oh this is good,” Mark beamed. “Let me take a seat,” and Derek heard him panting as he ran, probably to a chair. “Ok, so the door is locked, the light is turned off, I am alone in the room… don’t skip anything. I want to hear every single detail.” “I don’t think you want to hear every detail,” Derek chuckled, knowing what his friend was thinking. ”Hell, I don’t! I will never forgive you if you don’t share everything,” Derek rolled his eyes. In the meantime, he got into his office, so he closed the door and went to sit down at his desk. He was now ready to entertain Mark. “I met a woman last night,” he started. “Oh so that’s still fresh. Good go on,” “You’re going to feel sorry for asking me to tell you this,” Derek smiled. “Cut the crap and get to action,” Mark groaned. “Ok,” Derek laughed. “So I met a woman,” “Obviously,” Mark cut in again. “Shut up and let me tell you!” Derek snapped. “So I met a woman…” “Can you please skip that part? You already made me think that you met three women,” his friend chuckled. “She was in labor,” Derek continued and stopped, smiling as he waited for Mark’s reply. “Funny, now get to the serious stuff,” Derek shook his head, smiling. “You really have no business at this hour?” “If I am sitting here in my office listening stories about your sex life… obviously I don’t have any business at his hour. Go on now,” “She was in labor,” Derek picked up his narration. “Derek,” Mark groaned. “I was on my way to home,” Derek ignored him. “That’s much better,” Mark sighed. Derek let out an exasperated sigh and continued. “When I saw a car pulled off the road and a woman looked like she was sick.” “So you’re a hero now,” “Shut up, Mark!” he snapped. “And then I saw she was in labor.” “Oh my God, you were serious about the laboring lady,” Mark whimpered. “Yes, I was. Do you want to hear the story or not?” “No!” Derek rolled his eyes and dropped the subject. “Then what else should I tell you to entertain you?” “I don’t know. Find something. You’re a brain surgeon,” Mark replied, a grin in his voice. “Ok,” he sighed again. “I will skip the part with how I helped that woman,” he gritted his teeth as he heard Mark whimpering again. “That woman was Meredith Grey,” Derek added. He waited for his friend’s reaction again. Apparently, that was surprising news indeed, because Derek couldn’t even hear his friend breathing. “What a coincidence, isn’t it?” Derek chuckled. “I mean she just transferred herself from New York- the place where you work- to Seattle, where I work.” “Meredith Grey is in Seattle?” Mark asked, his voice sounded lifeless now. Derek found curious Mark’s sudden change. “Yes. You didn’t know that?” Derek asked. “No,” Mark managed to mumble. “Yeah, well she is here and she works for Seattle Grace now. I am telling you, it’s so…ugh I can’t even describe the situation. I mean, I helped her give birth. In her car. Oh and her baby…” “Ok, stop there. I am not even a little bit interested,” Mark cut in, grumpy. “You don’t even want to know how’s the baby doing?” Derek insisted. “I don’t care and I don’t want to hear!” Mark snapped angrily, making Derek look shocked. “Are you two in a fight or something?” he asked Mark. “We’re in nothing, so drop it. You look very excited when you talk about her. Maybe you shouldn’t,” Mark replied bitterly. “What’s going on here?” Derek asked, slightly irritated by his friend’s bitchiness. “Do you have a problem with Meredith?” Mark was a second late with his answer. “No, but you should be careful. She’s just looking for a Daddy right now.” “I don’t know what is your problem with her… maybe you didn’t get to bring her into your bed, but I am not going to stay away from her. I am not going to judge her before I get to know her. She seems like a fine woman to me,” Derek answered. “You know what? I will call you some other time when you’ll get over your act of heroism. Was nice talking to you,” Mark grumbled and snapped shut his phone. Derek stared at his phone, dumbfounded. Was his friend that mean just because she didn’t want to go into his bed? He admitted. He didn’t know anything about Meredith, but he was wiling to learn more about her.



Liina	Sep 28 2008, 05:19 PM Post #19
Satan of GAO :) Posts: 6,679 Group: Chiefs Member #131 Joined: August 31, 2008 Favorite Character Meredith, Cristina, Alex, Izzie, George, Favorite Couple Meredith and Derek, Izzie and Alex	I like your story, so Mark knew Meredith, possible father ? :p.
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Shorty	Sep 28 2008, 06:11 PM Post #20
Posts: 6,063 Group: Chiefs Member #6 Joined: August 2, 2008	i like your story as well
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McGrey	Oct 4 2008, 03:30 PM Post #21
Posts: 770 Group: Interns Member #51 Joined: August 4, 2008 Favorite Character Meredith, Alex, Derek Favorite Couple Mer/Der	Morgan happily wriggled her tiny fists in the air while her mother put her in her pink blanket, ready to take her home. As she stayed leaned over the bed, getting the baby ready for the road, Meredith rolled her eyes. “Ok, say it,” she groaned and stood up, looking back over her shoulder to Derek. Derek grinned and made a step forward from the doorway. “Her name is Morgan,” he kept grinning at the fact that Meredith chose the name he had recommended. “Morgan Ellis Grey,” Meredith mumbled as she turned her torso so that she could face him. “You named her after your mother?” Derek asked, surprised, already knowing the cold relationship between mother and daughter. “My daughter will be a better person than her grandma is and I want the world to picture another Ellis when they hear this name,” “That’s nice,” Derek smiled. “I am sure she’ll come around,” he added, trying to sound encouraging. “I don’t think so, but thanks,” she answered with a slight smile and started throwing the few things she had on her nightstand into her bag. “Is it your mother’s name?” Meredith asked him matter-of-factly. “What?” He asked back, not understating what she was referring at. “The name. How did you come up with it? Is it your mother’s?” she asked him again. Derek chuckled wickedly and shook his head. “No. Do you want to know how I found it though?” he asked her. Meredith smiled, rolling her eyes at his enthusiasm. “I have the feeling that you’re going to tell me, although I am not very curious,” she shrugged. “True,” Derek chuckled, but he didn’t say how he had found the name. “So?” Meredith looked at him, waiting. Derek grinned and moved fast to the door, his hand on the doorknob. “Take the baby in your arms,” he suggested. Meredith frowned. “Are you crazy?” “No. I just want to make sure that you won’t be able to attack me,” he answered, smirking. “Why would I attack you for a name?” she asked him, confused. Derek kept grinning. “It’s not about the name. It’s about how I come up with.” “Derek, just tell me already,” Meredith groaned. “Take the baby first,” he insisted. Meredith sighed and took the baby into her arms, now waiting for Derek to say whatever he wanted to say. “Ok,” Derek chuckled. “I found it on the internet,” he said. “Really?” Meredith gasped sarcastically. “And there’s more,” Derek replied. “I typed in the mother’s first name and the … the midwife’s first name,” he said with a chuckle. “And based on our names origins and meanings, the database generated this name.” Meredith listened to his explanation, her face expressionless. She continued staring at him a moment longer after he finished explaining. “You’re a freak,” she muttered. “Thanks,” Derek chuckled at first, but his smile froze when he saw her serious expression. “I guess,” he muttered under his breath. “Thanks for the name anyway. It’s lovely,” Meredith smiled. “Now I have to go.” She cradled the baby in one arm while she put the bag over her shoulder. “I will give you a ride home,” Derek said quickly and came to grab the bag off her shoulder. “I called a cab, thanks,” Meredith jerked her shoulder at his gesture. “Are you going to ride with the baby in a cab?” Derek shook his head disapprovingly. “People from the car rental weren’t very happy to find out that someone gave birth into one of their cars, so yeah I am taking a cab. Oh and by the way, thank you for taking care of my car. Actually, thank you for all your help,” she smiled and made a step aside to walk past him. But Derek followed her and blocked her way. “And the flowers?” he asked, tilting his head towards one of the flower bouquets she still had in her room. “I will give you a ride home,” he insisted. “And this way you can take all the flowers.” There was one thing that Meredith hated about Derek. The way he was smiling each time he was trying to get his way. -- Derek pulled the car in front of Meredith’s house. He quickly got out of the car and walked around it to open the door for Meredith, helping her out. “I’ll get the flowers and the bag for you,” Derek offered, already taking Meredith’s bag. “That’s fine,” she insisted and took the bag off his hand. Derek sighed disappointed as he understood. “I am not invited inside,” he smiled sadly. “I am sorry,” she said quietly, unable to look into his eyes. “Maybe some other time,” Meredith smiled apologetically at him. She took out the keys, put the bag on her shoulder and took the flowers from Derek. “Thank you… again,” she smiled. “I really appreciate everything you’ve done for me.” Derek smiled, still disappointed, and touched her cheek for a split second. “So, can I come visit you and the baby?” “As long as you don’t move in,” she giggled. “Thank you. Take care of you and you know already…” “I know,” she smiled. “I will call you in case of emergency,” “Or if you need anything,” Derek added. Meredith just nodded, smiling. “Good bye, Derek.” Derek leaned down and gave Morgan a soft kiss on the forehead. “Good bye, Meredith.” Meredith looked away quickly as she felt something wrong with her eyes. She turned and walked along the path towards her house, without any other glance to Derek. As she reached to the front door, Meredith noticed that her both hands were occupied and it was a little difficult for her to unlock the door. Derek stayed, leaning against his cars and waiting for her to get inside. When he saw her trouble, Derek smiled to himself and hurried to help her. “I am just unlocking it,” he smiled when she started. Meredith smiled gratefully and waited for him to open the door. She walked inside and dropped the flowers on a small table beside the door. “Bye,” she smiled at him and slowly closed the door. “Bye,” Derek sighed in front of the closed door.



McGrey	Oct 6 2008, 03:48 PM Post #22
Posts: 770 Group: Interns Member #51 Joined: August 4, 2008 Favorite Character Meredith, Alex, Derek Favorite Couple Mer/Der	Meredith gazed out her window to the rain that was washing the dark street, already unconsciously rocking the baby back and forth in her arms with slow movements. When Morgan sighed, Meredith’s gaze broke. She looked down at her baby and smiled. Then she looked at the clock and sighed. It was nearly 5 o’clock in the morning and Morgan had just decided to fall asleep. She slowly stood up from the windowsill and carried the baby back to her bed. Meredith lay down beside her, her hand slowly rubbing against the baby’s tiny chest. “Baby Morgan,” she whispered, talking to her girl. “When you see dark outside, it means that we have to sleep. We sleep all night and then we wake up when the sun is up on the sky. I know it’s confusing because you’re only three weeks old and you haven’t seen too much sun yet, but trust me… this is how things go around here.” The baby kept sleeping peacefully as if her mother’s lecture would have been a lullaby. Meredith sighed and rearranged the pillow beside the baby so that she wouldn’t fall off the bed and then she drew the blanket over them and lay down with Morgan. Her eyes gazed out the window again and now the rain seemed to reflex in her eyes. She wasn’t supposed to be lonely anymore, but she felt lonelier than ever. She wiped her cheek and took a deep breath. She had chosen this way so she was going to suck it up and move on. Meredith watched her baby until the 3 sleepless hours she had spent with Morgan that night wore her out and she drifted to sleep. Later, Meredith was struggling with her bag, which constantly was falling off her shoulder, and with Morgan, who was sleeping in her arms. She sighed and ran the back of her hand over her forehead to wipe the perspiration. She watched how the elevator was dragging down to the main lobby while she tapped the foot against the floor, hoping for it to move faster so that she could get outside and get some air. With each stop, Meredith took a deep breath, feeling refreshed for a second only. She was having two more floors to go when the door opened and someone’s face lit up. “Meredith,” Derek smiled and walked inside as soon as the other passengers got off. “Derek,” Meredith smiled. His smile turned instantly into worry as he noticed her tired look. Her face was still glowing, but her eyes looked extremely tired. “Is everything all right with you and Morgan?” “Yes, it is,” Meredith just nodded. “May I ask you what are you doing here?” Derek insisted. “Do I have to give you a report?” Meredith snapped angrily, causing Morgan to fuss in her arms. “Shh,” she whispered to the baby and rocked her slowly. Derek was caught off guard by her burst. “I am sorry,” he apologized quietly. Meredith sighed as the guilt washed over and tears streamed down her cheeks. “Meredith,” Derek said softly and stopped the elevator. Gesture that made her throw a fist in his arm. “What is wrong with you?” she snapped. “I have a baby in here,” she scowled. “Meredith, what’s wrong?” Derek kept the tone of his voice calm. “We’re friends, remember?” Another tears rolled down her cheeks then. “It’s nothing,” she sobbed. Derek gently slid his hands under the baby and took her into his arms. As he cradled Morgan with one arm, he wrapped his other one around Meredith. “I’m just very tired,” she sobbed into his shoulder as she clenched on him. “Shh,” Derek rubbed circles over her back, soothing her. “I know. It’s not easy, but it will get better.” “When… she’ll go to… to college?” Meredith sobbed. Derek chuckled. “No. I am sure it’s going to be sooner,” he reassured her with a lighter tone and kissed her on the cheek. Slowly she started calming down and she was able to hold back her tears. Meredith stepped back and wiped her face, sniffing. “Try to ignore what just happened.” “If that makes you feel better,” he smiled. “It does,” she smiled back. “Ok, then. I will ignore it,” he chuckled. “So she’s a night person, huh?” Derek smiled down at Morgan. “She is,” she sighed. “Can you let the elevator go now?” Derek showed the intention of doing it, but his finger froze over the button. “Have lunch with me.” “Derek,” Meredith groaned. “I asked you to ignore my minor burst.” “I already forgot about it,” Derek grinned. “I want you to have lunch with me,” he insisted and gave her a pleading smile. Meredith giggled like a teenager and wiped her eyes. “Let’s make it fast because Morgan will be asking for her meal soon and I am only carrying it packed,” she smiled, her brows motioning down to her chest. Derek laughed cheerfully and let the elevator go. “I can only offer you hospital food, so we’ll be done with it quickly.” “Can I have Morgan back?” she asked him, holding out her hands. Derek smiled curiously. “Are you asking me the permission?” “Derek,” Meredith just smiled and slid her hands under the baby. “So why are you here?” Derek insisted. Meredith rolled her eyes, this time smiling. “I wanted Dr. Henderson to see Morgan.” “I knew there was something wrong with her,” Derek frowned. “She’s perfectly healthy,” she reassured him. “I just wanted to make sure that her insomnia has nothing to do with any disease.” “Aww you are one of those moms,” Derek laughed. “And I am proud to be one of those moms,” Meredith sniffed. “I didn’t say it was a bad thing,” he smiled. The cafeteria looked crowded at that hour, when Meredith and Derek walked inside. Derek stopped beside the entrance and sighed disappointedly as he looked around. “It’s a little too loud,” he said. Meredith just smiled and walked ahead. “She’s a night person, remember?” she looked back over her shoulder. Derek chuckled and sped up to catch up with her. “Go find us a table and I’ll buy the food. Anything in particular?” he asked her what she preferred to have for lunch. “No,” she shook her head. While Derek went to buy their food, Meredith scanned the surroundings, looking for a private table. Part of the hospital staff knew her already and she knew that most of them had heard about the Baby Shepherd incident, so she tried not to catch any curious eye. There weren’t many choices for her, but she did spot a free table in a corner of the room. She waved back to Derek and pointed towards the table to know where he would find her. Meredith pulled one more chair beside hers and dropped Morgan’s bag in it. As she sat down, Meredith noticed some curious faces, staring at her. “Oh great,” she sighed. She stood up and looked around, wishing to get rid of the curious stares as soon as possible. However, the luck wasn’t on her side this time. She sighed and sat down reluctantly, shifting her chair to have her back half-turned to the stares. Meredith looked down at Morgan and smiled. She was sleeping so peacefully, no laugh and no shout seemed to get to her ear. Meredith leaned down and kissed her softly on the forehead, feeling calmer once she felt her daughter’s warmth. “Chicken salad and a tea,” Derek said, placing a tray in front of Meredith. “That’s it?” Meredith frowned. “We have to watch for your silhouette,” Derek chuckled, sitting down across from Meredith. As he glanced up at her, Derek met her glare. Apparently, he wasn’t a good joker. “Do you want me to go and buy you something else?” he asked her, serious. “So that you can call me fat later?” Meredith spat. Derek chuckled and muttered under his breath. “Hormones.” “What did you say?” she scolded. “I am happy to be your friend,” Derek chuckled. He leaned over the table and opened the lid to Meredith’s salad, pushing it closer to her. “I can hold her for you,” he said, his eyes gazing at Morgan. “You didn’t wash your hands,” Meredith answered and stabbed her fork into the salad. Derek stared at her, offended. “I am a doctor, Meredith.” Meredith shrugged as she took a bite from her food. “You just bought lunch so you put your hands on dirty money.” “Fair money,” Derek corrected her quickly, amused. “And what are you going to do? Spit food all over her?” Derek leaned back in his chair, smiling as Meredith looked down and checked her baby. Meredith nervously threw her fork into the casserole and stood up. “How are you going to eat then?” she furrowed her brows. Derek smiled as he pushed his tray towards her. "I had something earlier, but I needed an excuse to invite you to lunch." Meredith rolled her eyes and tried to hide her smile. “Don’t touch her face or her hands.” Derek laughed, finding amusing her restrictions, and stood up to take Morgan in his arms. “Aren’t you worried of what people might say about this?” Meredith asked him. Derek gave her a genuine smile. “They talk even if they don’t see us together.” Meredith sighed, knowing he was right. She could have said no to his invitation, why didn’t she do it? She reluctantly picked up her fork and started eating again. “So…” Derek cleared his throat conversationally. “Has life settled for you already here in Seattle?” he asked her. Meredith just nodded as she kept eating. As she glanced up at him and saw Derek holding one of Morgan’s tiny hands, she rolled her eyes, but stayed quiet. “Nothing new from your mother?” he asked her and Meredith shook her head in response. “Meredith, you really don’t have any family here?” Meredith groaned, glaring at him. “No,” she grumbled. “Tell me you have at least one friend here,” Derek smiled genuinely. Meredith looked into his eyes for a moment and then looked down as she nodded. “I do,” she muttered. She just didn’t want him to know that he was her only friend. “She has grown so much,” Derek said, smiling at Morgan. “She’s only 3 weeks old,” Meredith replied. Derek smiled at her and shook his head, disapproving her answer. “You see her everyday, so you can’t tell. You know…” he hesitated, smiling rather uncomfortable. Meredith almost chocked with the food, knowing what he was going to say. She put her fork down and took a sip from her tea, all this time avoiding Derek’s gaze. “I came to see you ... twice,” Derek said softly, without any reproach as Meredith had expected. “But you didn’t answer,” his disappointment came with the addition. Meredith cleared her throat and flashed him a faint smile. “Probably I was sleeping or uh I was with Morgan.” Derek smiled reassuringly, but he knew she was lying. “I am not forcing you to be my friend, Meredith,” he said, his voice was calm. “You can choose whoever you want as friend.” “Why do you want to be my friend?” she asked him, straight. Derek smiled and his smile was sad now. “I divorced last year and then I came here. I have nobody here, so this hospital is like my home. Though this place is huge, only the work is my friend.” Meredith looked away, trying to hide the tears that were threatening to water her eyes again. Their stories were so alike. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, in attempt of calming down. “We’re home tonight,” she said quietly, her eyes shyly peaking to Derek. Derek had a big smile on his face. “Bring dinner with you,” Meredith added. “I’ll stop by the most expensive restaurant in Seattle,” Derek promised. Meredith smiled, displeased. “And I will buy a lot of food,” Derek added, chuckling. “Maybe I will stock your refrigerator.” “That wouldn’t be bad,” Meredith giggled. She felt more relaxed now. Derek was right; people were talking about them anyway and she needed a friend. One thing she knew for sure, she couldn’t allow Derek to become more than her friend. She already had a child and she didn’t even finish her year as surgical intern. -- Meredith tucked the baby with another pillow to her side and smiled as she leaned down and kissed her softly on the forehead. “Now Baby Morgan, don’t wake up while Mommy is taking a shower, ok?” Baby Morgan wriggled her tiny nose and sighed in her sleep. Meredith giggled and leaned down to kiss her again. “I am going to leave the door open to the bathroom, so scream if you need me. I know you can do it,” she told her and then she slowly got out of the bed. “Derek is coming to see us and you don’t want Mommy to scare her only friend away.” As she had promised to Morgan, Meredith left the bathroom door opened and she stepped under the shower. It was still early in the afternoon and she didn’t expect Derek to show up any time soon; therefore, she decided to fill the bathtub with hot water and relaxing bubbles. It felt good. She wasn’t back at work yet, but she was tired as if she had been. Staying up all night with the baby and struggling to read some of the medical books for her exam, Meredith felt her body tensed most of the time. Lying there and enjoying the silence, Meredith slowly drifted to sleep. She stirred awake when she heard the doorbell. Confused and surprised, Meredith glanced out the small window, checking if she had slept for too long. There was still light outside and judging from her slight headache, Meredith was sure she hadn’t slept longer than 5 minutes; besides, the water was still hot. The doorbell rang again, this time with more insistence. “You idiot,” she gritted her teeth as she stumbled out of the bathtub. She grabbed a towel and wrapped it around her as she walked out of the bathroom. The doorbell rang again, shorter this time but enough to make Morgan whimper. “Crap,” Meredith muttered and hurried to calm her down. “Back to sleep, baby. I am going to smack the idiot’s head, don’t worry,” she whispered, caressing gently Morgan’s chest. Morgan sighed as she calmed down and Meredith sighed as well. She wrapped the towel tighter around her as she walked out of the bedroom. She was climbing down the stairs when the doorbell rang again. “Idiot! Idiot! Idiot!” she almost yelled as she walked to the door. Meredith was ready to say some sweet words to whoever was at her door, but her words got stuck in her throat as she saw Derek standing on her porch. She remembered to breathe when she felt her towel loosening from around her body. Meredith started and wrapped her arms around the towel, holding it securely. “Derek,” she breathed out. Derek was left speechless by the view in front of his eyes. Her skin was glowing because of the water that was still dripping off her body and was matching with her messy hair, which had wet strands now. “Hi,” Derek smiled, his eyes staring at the shape of her breasts. Meredith giggled and wrapped herself better in her towel. She cleared her throat and suddenly she remembered. She was mad of him because of the way he had decided to harass her doorbell. “What is wrong with you?” she snapped at him. “Did you forget that I have a baby in here?” “Sorry,” Derek smiled apologetically, clearing his throat and avoiding to look at her skin. “But she’s a night person.” “Derek,” Meredith spat. “Sorry,” he laughed. “I wanted to make sure that you wouldn’t ignore my visit again.” “I was in the bathroom,” she explained. “Obviously,” Derek chuckled and just glanced down at her body. “Oh just come inside,” she stepped aside and let him in the house. “What are you doing here so early?” she asked him then as she remembered the early hour. “I got off from work earlier. My last surgery was canceled,” Derek answered, stepping inside. “I didn’t buy dinner,” he admitted. “But I can cook.” Meredith smiled and shook her head. “You should have come later then.” “No. I wanted to see my girl,” Derek grinned at her. “Is she sleeping?” “Your girl?” Meredith folded her arms across her chest. Derek chuckled. “I birthed her,” he pointed out. “Really?” Meredith laughed. “Oh well, I guess I am curious to see your vagina now.” “You are?” Derek gasped, excited and took a step towards her. Meredith realized how that had sounded. “Shut up,” she giggled. “I pushed her out so I birthed her.” “But I was there to catch her,” he remembered her. “And let’s not forget that for a few hours she had my name.” “Yeah but she’s still mine,” she pointed out. “She’s upstairs sleeping.” “Can I go see her?” Derek asked excitedly. Meredith was tempted to say yes, but then she remembered that Morgan was sharing the same room with her. “I need to change my clothes first.” “Don’t change them. I like these,” Derek teased her. “Funny guy,” Meredith smiled. “I will wash my hands and then you can show me her room while you change your clothes,” Derek suggested. “Derek,” Meredith groaned. “Please,” he smiled pleadingly. Meredith felt a limp in her throat and again she felt her heart drumming inside her chest as Derek smiled like that. “Follow me,” she gave in and motioned for him to follow her upstairs. Meredith led him into her room, where Morgan was still sleeping in the middle of the bed. “Try not to wake her up though,” she suggested as she walked over to her closet and looked for clean clothes. Derek paused in the doorway for a brief second, a little surprised to see that Morgan wasn’t sleeping in her crib. Then he found it cute how Meredith loved to have her baby close to her. “The bathroom is over there,” Meredith pointed to her bathroom. Derek smiled and nodded as he followed her direction. He washed his hands- as Meredith had asked him to do- and then he returned in the bedroom. Derek lay down on the bed beside Baby Morgan, just smiling as he watched her sleeping. After just a little while, Morgan started whimpering quietly and fussing, so Derek stood up quickly and picked her up into his arms. “You’re not scared of me, are you?” he started talking to Morgan. “Have you forgotten me already? I am Derek,” he spoke softly and Morgan seemed to recognize or like his voice because she calmed down and continued to sleep peacefully. “So, you remember me,” Derek smiled as he paced around the room, slowly rocking her. With Morgan in his arms, a pink teddy bear caught Derek’s eyes. Derek smiled as he saw the bear on one of the nightstands beside the bed. Then, another teddy bear- smaller but still pink- caught his attention and Derek paid more attention to the room. There were baby clothes pilled up in one of the chairs, diapers and other baby care products, all along with Meredith’s medical books. Derek’s first impression: Meredith was a very messy person. “You’d better not learn this from your Mommy,” Derek whispered in Morgan’s ear. “Do you think she will get mad if we go see your room?” he asked her, but then he smiled to himself. “It’s not her room, is it? It’s your room and I am sure that you don’t mind.” Baby Morgan sleepily ran her tiny fist over her face and Derek smiled as he took her gesture as an answer. He walked out of Meredith’s bedroom and paused in the hall as he listened to the water coming from Meredith’s other bathroom. “She can take her time,” Derek whispered to Morgan. Derek felt a little disorientated as he looked around him. He didn’t know exactly which one was Morgan room and he didn’t want to be indiscreet and peaked in all the rooms. Therefore, he stayed and thought. The nearest room was the one across from hers and he thought that should be the room. Derek opened the door and his eyes grew huge as he looked inside. It was indeed Morgan’s room, but it didn’t look like anyone was sleeping in there. The walls had been painted in nice tones of lilac, simple but with a calming mixture of color. The only furniture standing in there was a pink small closet. Leaned against one of the walls were parts of what was supposed to be Morgan’s crib, beside them a carpet had been rolled up. Derek lifted Morgan and kissed her softly on the forehead. “I see that you’re redecorating in here,” he whispered. Derek walked out of the room when he heard the bathroom door opening. “What were you doing in there?” Meredith frowned as she saw him walking out of Morgan’s room. Derek answered with a reproaching frown. “And you wonder why she doesn’t sleep at night. She has no place to sleep.” Meredith glared as she came and slid her hands under the baby, taking her from Derek’s arms. “She has a bed to sleep in,” she grumbled. “She needs her own place, Meredith,” Derek pointed out. “And what were you doing in there?” Meredith scolded him. “It’s still considered rude to barge into people’s rooms,” she hissed as she turned around and carried Morgan into her bedroom. She slowly put her on the bed and tucked the pillows around her. As she stood up, she saw Derek leaning against the doorframe and smiling genuinely. “I didn’t feel inspired enough to arrange her room,” she said quietly. “Besides I have a lot to study for the test.” As he heard that, Derek smiled and rolled his sleeves up. “If you had let me inside earlier I would have spared you of many sleepless nights.” Meredith tried to ignore his comment. Slowly she walked towards him and put her hands on his chest, pushing him out of her bedroom. She quietly closed the door and then folded her arms across her chest, staring at Derek. “What are you waiting for?” she asked. Derek grinned and turned on his heels, walking in Morgan’s room. Meredith’s study books were everywhere, so she picked one and followed Derek inside, sliding down against the wall, ready to study and supervise Derek in the same time. Meredith bit her lip to hide her smile each time she glanced at Derek or heard him cursing. Apparently, building up a crib wasn’t a boring puzzle as Derek had thought it would be. Neither of them kept the track of the time, so Meredith was surprised to see that the light was fading outside and the room was getting darker. She stood up and went to turn on the light. As she flicked the light on, Derek squealed victoriously, making Meredith shriek, scared. “Sorry,” Derek chuckled, grinning. “I made it!” he beamed pointing to the standing crib in front of him. “Yay,” Meredith beamed sarcastically. “That was quit a challenge, huh?” Derek frowned at first but his face turned bright again as he smiled at her. “It was,” he admitted. Meredith came to his side, giving a closer look. She had to admit that the exterior looked exactly like in the model picture. “It was easy,” Derek shrugged smugly. “Was it?” Meredith asked as she leaned over the crib. “Then why does the mattress rise up and down? Are you trying to break her ribs?” she scolded. Derek smugly smile faded instantly as he leaned over and looked inside the crib. Meredith groaned, rolling her eyes, and propped her hands against the mattress. As she pressed a little more power against it, the mattress knuckled under her pressure. “Fuck,” Meredith shrieked in pain as the edge of the mattress fell on her foot. “Why did you have to do that?” Derek reproached, sliding an arm around hers to give her more support. “Why?” Meredith yelled and threw a fist in his chest. “You could have killed my daughter.” “You’re overreacting,” Derek replied. “Am I?” Meredith continued yelling. “I guess we also found out that the screws weren’t well tight,” she lowered the tone of her voice and she felt the pain fading, so she jerked her arm from Derek’s grip. “She will grow up and when she will be able to stand, she’ll start jumping,” she explained calmer. “I was going to check them,” Derek muttered, offended. “When? After Morgan was landing under the crib?” Meredith just shook her head and started taking each screw out of the crib that Derek had tried to build. Derek wanted to tell her to give up as he would do it the next day, but then he decided not piss her off even more. Therefore, he took Meredith’s previous seat on the floor and picked up her book, convinced that they would be in there at least until Morgan wakes up. Derek put the book the book aside soon as he saw how fast the crib was starting looking like a crib. “How did you do this?” Derek asked in awe when Meredith smiled and pointed to the crib. “I never said I couldn’t do it,” Meredith giggled. “I just never felt inspired, but now seeing you blowing it off after you had just bragged about how great you were…” Meredith smiled and shrugged. “The inspiration struck me.” Derek chuckled and shook his head. “You’re a strange woman, Meredith.” “I am strange?” Meredith giggled. “You’re the one stalking a single mom.” “I am not stalking you,” Derek replied defensively. Meredith raised a brow knowingly. “I wouldn’t call it stalking,” he smiled. Meredith was ready to give him a reply when Morgan started crying. Both hurried outside and Meredith went to pick her baby up from the bed. As Meredith took her into her arms, Morgan calmed down and just started fussing in her arms. “Is she hungry?” Derek asked her as he came by her side and caressed Morgan’s head. Morgan looked at her mother and then her blue eyes watched Derek. She looked back at her mother and smiled, wriggling her hands in the air. “She smiled,” Meredith said quietly, her voice being overwhelmed by the moment. “Is it for the first time?” Derek asked, surprised. Meredith gazed down at her baby girl and shook her head. “No, but… this time it looked different.” “Are you sure she’s not hungry?” Derek asked her. “She’s not,” Meredith leaned down and kissed her on the forehead. “Then why did she start crying?” he insisted. Meredith looked at him and rolled her eyes. “I am her mother. If she is hungry, China can hear her scream.” “You’re overreacting,” Derek laughed and slid his hands under the baby, taking her from her mother’s arms, this time without asking for Meredith’s permission. Meredith wanted to say something about it, but then she changed her mind. It looked natural now to see Derek cradling her baby girl. She let her arms fell to her side and smiled as she watched them. “I am overreacting a little,” she smiled at him. “China can’t hear her, but Mexico can.” Morgan let out a whimper as she frowned. “Don’t worry,” Derek laughed. “I don’t believe her,” he said to the baby and kissed her on the forehead. Meredith remembered then about their dinner. “I won’t cook for you. You invited yourself here tonight,” she warned him. Derek gave her one of his best genuine smiles. “You invited me, but I am not going to argue with you about this, so I will make something for us.” Meredith took the baby from Derek and cradled her to her chest. “I will show you where the kitchen is, but you’ll have to do it by yourself because I want to give her a bath.” “A bath?” Derek asked, his face lightened up by excitement. “I want to help.” “How about dinner?” “Are you hungry?” Derek asked her, obviously telling her to say no. “No,” Meredith giggled. “Great,” he beamed. “Me neither. Let’s give Morgan a bath,” he suggested and pointed towards Meredith’s bathroom. “Ok,” Meredith watched him, smiling so hard that her cheeks were hurting her. “She has her own bathtub. It’s in the bathroom. Can you set it up?” Derek nodded, thrilled to take part to such a big event like giving Morgan a bath and walked ahead into the bathroom. Derek set up the bathtub and filled it with water, carefully checking its temperature, while Meredith undressed the baby. “Hold her,” Meredith said and put Morgan in Derek’s arms, walking then to the cabinet and taking out two bottles. She poured a little from each bottle and as she pressed a button, bubbles started mixing the two essences into the water. “She has her own Jacuzzi?” Derek laughed. Meredith smirked at him. “God bless the internet. I am broke now but my daughter is enjoying a Jacuzzi bath.” Derek smiled, but he did it with slight disagreement. “Was it necessarily?” Meredith sighed as he asked her that. “I though it was,” she admitted. “I even bought her lavender and vanilla essences to help her sleep at night.” He looked at her, smiling as if he was smiling at someone innocent and who did something wrong. “And it has never really occurred to you that she might be able to sleep because she doesn’t have her own bed?” “Shut up,” Meredith giggled and took Morgan from him, carefully placing her into the water. Derek knelt beside the bathtub, rolling a towel, and put it under Morgan’s head to keep it up above the water while Meredith was slowly splashing water over the baby. “Can you give me her soap?” she asked Derek. Derek was obviously more that thrilled to help her. “Which one is hers?” he asked. “A pink one,” Meredith answered, smiling down at Morgan –who was looking at her mother with curious eyes. Meredith tickled her under the chin and Morgan answered with a delighted smile. “She’s so wonderful,” Meredith said to herself, contemplating at her baby. “No doubt of that,” Derek agreed as he came by Meredith’s side. Meredith held out her hand for him to give her the soap. Derek showed the intention of giving it to her at first, but then he pulled his hand back and held the soap. “Can I have it, please?” Meredith insisted, slightly irritated. “The water is getting cold.” “I want to wash her,” he grinned. “That’s not possible,” Meredith shook her head firmly. “Now give me the soap,” she demanded. “Why isn’t it possible?” Derek frowned, standing up. “Derek,” Meredith moaned and stood up as well, determined to take the soap off his hand. “I want to wash her. Please!” Derek insisted, hiding his hand to back so that Meredith couldn’t reach to it. “You get to wash her and change her and feed her and play her anytime you want.” “Obviously, because she is my child,” Meredith rolled her eyes. “And considering how the things are right now… I am sure you’ll get the chance to give her a bath.” Derek couldn’t help but grin at her statement. “Will I?” he kept grinning, but also hiding the soap to back. “Yes,” she rolled her eyes. “I want the soap now.” “No,” Derek refused firmly. “Derek!” Meredith snapped at him. “Meredith,” Derek groaned pleadingly. “No!” she retorted. “And you know what? I have more soaps,” she smiled and went to take another soap out of the cabinet. As she turned around to go back to Morgan, Meredith gasped outraged when she saw Derek washing the baby already. “What do you think you’re doing?” she scolded and grabbed his arm. “Meredith,” Derek protested and jerked his arm off her hand, making the soap slip out of his hand. He stood up, his hands on his hips, glaring at her. Meredith adopted the same attitude and both exchanged glares. Feeling ignored and probably getting cold, Morgan started screaming. “Look what you’ve done,” Meredith scolded Derek as she knelt down to Morgan. “That’s ok, Baby Morgan. We’ll be done soon.” She rolled up her sleeves and looked through the water for the soap. As she found it, Meredith held it up to Derek, without looking at him. Derek smiled and took the soap from her, kneeling beside her. Meredith let him wash her while she gave him assistance. Once the bath was over, Meredith helped Derek dress Morgan. “We smell delicious now,” Derek chuckled, sinking his nose in Morgan’s skin as he carried her back into the bedroom. Ever since the grown-ups were struggling to dress her, Morgan started fussing and whimpering. This time, Derek had no calming effect over her and she started crying and fussing even more. “She’s hungry,” Meredith said, carefully taking her from Derek’s arms. Meredith sat on the bed, leaning her back against the headboard and lifted her top so that she could feed Morgan. As she found her mother’s nipple, the silence fell back over the house. “Do you mind if I stare?” Derek asked, already sitting down at Meredith’s feet. “At my breasts?” she giggled. “My intention is to watch her eating but considering the fact that she’s eating from your breast, then yeah… at your breast,” Derek chuckled. “Do you mind?” he asked her again. She smiled at him and shook his head. Derek crawled to Meredith’s side and propped himself on his elbow, gently caressing Morgan’s head. “This look so…” he contemplated at the view but he couldn’t find the right word. He smiled as he saw Meredith looking questioningly at him. “It looks so sacred. Can you believe what men do to these?” he asked, sounding outraged. Meredith couldn’t help but laugh. “I know. They do amazing things.” “I don’t think I will be able to do anything to them from now on,” Derek stated, clearly staring at her breasts now. “Are you talking about my breasts now or about breasts in general?” Meredith laughed. “You don’t mind the subject, do you?” Derek chuckled teasingly. He leaned down and kissed Morgan on the forehead. As he did that, Morgan threw a fist into his face. “This isn’t the first time that she punches me,” he complained. “I don’t know the reason she punched you before but I am almost positive that right now she didn’t like to see you so close to her meal,” Meredith giggled. “I was close, wasn’t I?” Derek laughed. Meredith hit him with her leg, laughing. “You’re my friend now, right?” she looked at him, smiling, but also serious. “Of course we are,” Derek smiled genuinely. “We’re the best buddies.” “Ok,” she giggled. “Why?” he asked her, sensing that there was something serious she wanted to say. Meredith shyly peaked at him and then smiled down at Morgan. “I talked to my lawyer and… I want Morgan’s full custody. He is going to contact him soon.” “The father?” Derek asked, although he knew she was talking about Morgan’s father. “The man,” Meredith corrected him, slightly angry just at the thought of calling that man a father. “I am sorry,” he smiled apologetically. “Do you think he is going to agree with it?” “I am sure of it. Besides, this is … an interesting way of announcing him of the baby’s sex,” she smiled. Derek had to admit that everything she was telling him was surprising. “Do I know him?” he asked her. “I think you told me once that he worked at the hospital with you.” Meredith nodded. “I am sure you know him, but…” she added quickly when she saw him wishing to find out more. “I am not going to tell you. There’s no point. He’s part of the past now.” “Not entirely,” Derek disagreed. “You have a daughter with him and as long as you have her, he is part of your present.” “No, he is not,” she spat, making Morgan whimper. She patted her on the back, rocking her slowly. “Once he quits at his parental rights, he will be part of the past.” “I am not judging you,” he said softly, caressing Morgan’s head. “But sometimes you just need to know how to protect yourself if you’re not able to keep your pants on.” as he said that, Derek could feel an intense glare coming from Meredith. “I am not judging you,” he reassured her. “You made a mistake and now you’re dealing with its consequences. I think you’re doing a great job here. But there are other people who might not … handle something like this so well. For example, my friend Mark.” Meredith felt the blood rushing to her head and her breathing stopped as she heard that name. “He is very… dissolute. He likes women and … sex. I don’t see him handling very well a situation like yours,” Derek continued, not noticing Meredith’s reaction to that name. “Do you know Mark, right?” he asked her, suddenly curious. Meredith could feel her head spinning. Was he talking about the same Mark she knew? “Mark Sloan,” Derek cleared up. “I am sure you know him because the strangest thing happened when he called me a while ago and I wanted to talk to him about you.” “Talk to him about me?” she spat. “Why would you want to do that?” Derek became suspicious at her attitude. He stood upright and looked carefully at her. “What’s going on between you and Mark Sloan?” he asked her straight. “Nothing,” she answered sharply. “There is something,” Derek contradicted her. “He had the same reaction as you’re having now. You’re angry with each other. What happened? Have you two gotten into a disagreement or what?” “Yes,” she answered. “He is a jackass and … and if you ever watched him teaching his interns then you know what I am talking about,” Meredith muttered, letting Derek understand that whatever problems she had with Mark Sloan were professional only. “I know that, but why is he mad of you? What have you done to him?” he asked her. Meredith looked down at her answer, but Derek couldn’t read it. “How well do you know each other?” she asked quietly. “He’s like a brother to me,” Derek answered sincerely. Meredith swallowed a lump and glanced at Derek. “He didn’t tell you?” “No. He didn’t want to hear anything about you,” Derek became even more curious now. “Nothing at all?” she asked. “No. Meredith, we are friends. We can talk about it if you feel like you need to. He is my friend but you are my friend too. I won’t take sides,” Derek said softly. “I rather not talk about this,” she muttered. She looked into his eyes and smiled faintly. “I don’t blame him for anything. I was aware of what I was doing and he told me straight that he didn’t want me to keep the baby.” “You’re talking about Morgan’s father now,” Derek concluded. “Morgan’s man,” she corrected him. Derek chuckled a little. “That sounds weird.” Meredith chuckled along with him. “The man,” she corrected herself. “So you’re not going to tell me what you have done to Mark,” he smiled. “It must be something very ugly.” Meredith looked down at Morgan again. “I don’t know how ugly it is. It was ugly my gesture, but … what I did was not ugly.” “Ok, you lost me there,” Derek laughed. He came by Meredith’s side and leaned his back against the headboard. “Did you sleep with him?” he asked her, quietly as if he was ashamed of his own question. Meredith bit her lip to keep it from trembling as she watched her baby. “I am not judging you,” he reassured her once again as he got his answer. “Do you want to burp her?” she asked him, handing him the baby and trying to avoid the imminent question. Derek’s face became a grin at her suggestion and Meredith sighed discreetly, relieved of having him distracted from their conversation. “You’re good with babies,” she smiled, watching the careful and loving way he was holding Morgan. “I love babies,” Derek smirked. “How come you don’t have at least three then?” she asked. Derek smiled, but this time his smile was sad. “It was never the right time for my ex-wife.” “Sad,” Meredith sighed, staring at her hands. “Did you talk to her about it?” “She aborted one,” Derek muttered, gently caressing Morgan’s back. He flipped her into his arms and started rocking her back and forth. Meredith shyly touched his arm and gave him a comforting squeeze. Derek answered with a reassuring smile. “My time will come,” he said. “I am sure it will,” she smiled back. “She’s sleeping already,” she whispered as she looked at Morgan, who was sleeping in Derek’s arms. They stood there without talking and just watching the baby sleeping. Meredith was thinking of what other jokes fate had prepared for her. There she was, standing with the brother of her daughter’s father. Everything made her feel dizzy. She couldn’t be friend with Derek now. … Could she? While Meredith was lost in her thoughts, Derek was having his owns. Spending an amazing evening with Meredith and her even more amazing daughter, he wondered how anyone could not want to be part of their life. Then his thoughts flew back in time when his ex-wife had announced him about the abortion she took. Later that evening, Meredith walked Derek to the door. As he got outside on the porch, Derek turned and smiled at Meredith. He leaned his side against the doorframe, wishing to delay his departure. “Thank you for the great evening, Meredith! And for the sandwiches.” Meredith giggled as her cheeks turned pink. “That’s all I could do for you.” “I helped you with Morgan’s room so now you owe me a dinner,” Derek smiled, trying his luck. And the luck was on his side. “I guess I do owe you,” she smiled. “I am coming tomorrow to help you study,” Derek promised as he pushed himself from the doorframe. Her heart stopped when Derek stroked her cheek and leaned forward. Her mind was in haze as she felt his warm breath against her forehead, but became all clear once he pulled back. She hated herself in that moment for the fact that she couldn’t feel his lips against her skin. She hated herself, because she couldn’t start anything with Derek. Not after she found out who was his best friend. That would be wrong and unfair to Derek. Derek smiled as he ran his thumb against her cheek and reluctantly let it drop it off her skin. “I will see you tomorrow.” Meredith swallowed a lump. She shouldn’t accept his visits anymore. “Ok,” she nodded and hated herself once more. Derek didn’t move. He was still there, his smile lingering over her face. “Bye,” he stirred himself from his gaze and waved. “Bye,” she smiled and slowly closed the door. She leaned her forehead against it and waited until she heard his car leaving her driveway. “You’re so stupid, Meredith,” she muttered under her breath. She returned upstairs and walking past Morgan’s room, she made a turn and entered into the room. She walked over to the crib –which Derek had placed it by the wall across the window- and leaned down to pick Morgan up. Meredith carried her to the window where her rocking chair had found its place. She sat down and started swing slowly. “What are we going to do now, Baby Morgan?” she whispered. “We like Derek, don’t we?” Meredith sighed as she stared across the room, lost in her thoughts. And then she concluded. “Mark is not going to tell him about us. He doesn’t want anyone to find out, so Derek doesn’t have to know… right?” she talked to the baby. As answer, Baby Morgan let out a sleepy yawn and cradled her face to her mother’s chest. She was letting her decide if that was wrong.



McGrey	Oct 8 2008, 05:37 PM Post #23
Posts: 770 Group: Interns Member #51 Joined: August 4, 2008 Favorite Character Meredith, Alex, Derek Favorite Couple Mer/Der	Derek was in his office, reading from a medical journal and holding a sleeping Morgan in his arms, when Preston Burke gave a light knock to the door and sneaked his head inside. “Busy?” he asked in whisper, already knowing about the baby’s presence in there. “No,” Derek whispered back as he put the magazine aside on his desk. “Come in,” he invited him inside. “And there’s no need for whispers. Nothing disturbs her sleep,” he said, smiling down at Morgan. “So she’s Ms. Grey,” Preston concluded as he made his way to Derek’s desk. He leaned over the desk to take a better look at the baby and then took a seat in a chair. “She is Ms. Morgan Ellis Grey,” Derek smiled, making himself look like a proud Daddy. “Meredith was late for her test and she didn’t have time to drop her to the daycare,” he explained. “Very generous of you,” Preston smiled. “Did you need anything?” Derek asked him then. Preston smiled, looking slightly uncomfortable. He rearranged his glasses on his nose and cleared his throat. “I’d like to ask you something.” Derek looked curiously at him. “As long as I don’t have to leave her off my arms for another hour…” he offered. “You know, they say it’s not good for the baby to spend too much time in the grown-ups’ arms. It could make them whiny,” Preston stated, offside with what he wanted to ask Derek. “I know,” Derek chuckled. “But I can’t help it. She’s so soft and warm,” he said, cradling the baby closer to his chest. “Are you cold in here?” Preston asked, still diverting from the real reason of his visit there. “Can we skip over this part and tell me why you are here?” Derek asked him straight. Preston smiled and cleared his throat. “I want you to be my best man at my wedding.” Derek raised his brows, completely surprised by his proposal. As he had told Meredith a while ago, he didn’t have any friends in Seattle… or no one he knew about. “The wedding is in about two months so you have time to think about it,” Preston added. “I will think about it,” Derek nodded, still unable to understand how could Preston Burke –his competition for the Chief of Surgery position- ask him to be his best man at his wedding with Christina Yang. Derek shrugged to himself; apparently, he wasn’t the only person in that hospital without friends. “All right,” Preston smiled and stood up. He turned around to go to the door, but after just a step, he stopped and turned back to Derek. Derek looked at him, questioning. “Do I think it is possible to hold her for just a moment?” Preston asked, looking at Morgan. Derek stared at him, even more confused. “If it’s possible,” Preston assured him as answer to Derek’s silence. “I don’t know,” Derek muttered, slowly rocking the baby. “She has rules, you know,” he said in the same quiet voice. No reply came from Preston, so Derek looked up just to meet his suspicious stare. “You’d better not be obsessed with this baby.” Derek shot him a glare, offended. “I was there when she was born. I wouldn't call that an obsession,” he said dryly. He stood up and walked around the desk, stopping in front of Preston. “You can hold her.” Preston carefully checked Derek’s expression before he slid his hands under Morgan and shifted her into his arms. His serious features softened as he looked down at the baby. “She doesn’t look much like her mother.” “She doesn’t,” Derek agreed. “Are you the father?” Preston asked him straight. Derek chuckled at first, but then he saw how serious his question had been. “You know there are rumors traveling around here,” Preston added. “I don’t care though,” he shrugged and smiled as he took Morgan’s tiny hand in his. “I am not the father,” Derek answered, almost robotically. “I am just her midwife,” he chuckled, but his chuckled wasn’t as light as he had wanted it to sound. Slowly he took the baby from Preston. “It was love at the first sight… for both of us,” he grinned at Preston. “You and Dr. Grey or you and Dr. Grey’s baby?” Preston asked suspiciously. “And I recommend you to answer Dr. Grey.” Derek just smiled and Preston even chuckled at the reddish shade from Derek’s cheeks. “Do you want to have children?” Derek asked him. “I want,” Preston sighed and smiled at the same time. “I just have to wait a little bit longer. I hardly convinced Christina to take our relationship to a higher level. A baby is out of discussion at this point.” “She’s pretty,” Preston stated with admiration while smiling down at Morgan. “I can see why you are finding it hard to stay away from her.” “She’s more than pretty,” Derek smiled at her as well. “There’s something about her…” he muttered, thoughtful. “She reminds me of someone… or something,” he shrugged, clearing his thoughts. “She looks familiar.” “She’s a baby and most of the babies look alike,” Preston answered. “No,” Derek disagreed with a shake from his head. As he looked up at Preston, his eyes gazed past him, outside the office. “Is that…. Ellis Grey?” he asked. “What?” Preston turned in a sudden, following his gaze. “She is,” he was as shocked as Derek was as they stared a woman outside the office who was reading something from a chart. “Did you know she was coming?” Derek asked, taking a step closer to the door. “No,” Preston admitted and walked ahead, opening the door, with Derek closely following him. “Dr. Grey?” he asked, his hands and thoughts shaking of emotion. “Dr. Grey,” Derek didn’t need any confirmation to know for sure who that woman really was. Ellis Grey looked up from the chart the first time she heard her name. She looked at Preston and then at Derek and the baby and then looked around her. “Am I on Pediatric floor?” she asked, honestly confused. “No,” both men chuckled nervously. Ellis looked at them again, this time at Derek in particular and at the baby he was holding. “I’m Dr. Preston Burke,” Preston held out his hand. “Yeah, I recognized you,” she shook his hand absently. She was still checking curiously at Derek and Morgan. “And you are?” she asked, letting her hand slip off Preston’s and directing it to Derek. Derek frowned, visibly offended of not being recognized. “Dr. Derek Shepherd,” he shook her hand less enthusiastic. “Oh yes. I’ve heard of you,” she answered and then her eyes flickered on the baby. “I thought you were a neurosurgeon.” “I am,” Derek smiled. “She’s a friend’s baby. She’s actually…” “I am sorry but I don’t have so much time right now. I will be around her for another couple of hours so maybe we’ll talk later,” Ellis interrupted him as she started sprinting down the hall, before Derek could introduce her to her granddaughter. “I will escort you for a while,” Preston offered and left with Ellis, leaving Derek staring dumbfounded after them. “That was your grandma,” he whispered in Morgan’s ear. “Your grandma saw you but she didn’t know who you were,” he muttered, mostly talking to himself than to Morgan. Derek walked back into his office, still trying to wrap his mind around what had just happened. He knew already about the cold relation between Meredith and her mother and he also knew that along with the baby’s father, she didn’t know if her only grandchild was a girl or a boy. Derek took a seat down on the couch and cradled Morgan in his arms. She slowly opened her eyes and yawned. “You should have woken up a minute ago. Your grandma Ellis saw you.” Morgan watched him with curious eyes and her face started twisting in grimaces as she started whimpering. “You don’t care much about her, do you?” Derek sighed and fumbled through her bag. He took out one of the bottles Meredith had prepared for her and left to heat it up and feed her. Meredith was one of the first interns who left the exam room. As she was out of there, she darted towards Derek’s office to retrieve her daughter. Around the corner, Derek showed up in her way, smiling. “How did it go?” he asked her. His question was left without answer as Meredith looked worriedly at him. “Where is she?” “Who?” Derek asked confused. Meredith gasped with anger. “My daughter!” she snapped. “Where is she?” “Oh,” he chuckled as he understood what she was talking about. “She’s at the nurses station,” he said tilting his head to a side. “What is she doing there?” Meredith snapped walking past him to the nurses’ station. She stopped dead in her track and gasped once more as she saw all the females gathered around her baby. “You were supposed to watch her!” “I was watching her, but I saw you coming,” Derek explained. “And she’s not a pimp, so go and bring her to me,” she scowled. Derek took a defensive step back and didn’t comment as he turned and went to take Morgan from all the ladies, who were cooing to her. “Is this why you wanted to stay with her? To get easier to the women?” Meredith scolded as she took the baby from Derek. “I’d never do this,” Derek defended himself. “They saw her and they wanted to look closer.” Meredith rolled her eyes as she turned and headed towards Derek’s office. “How did it go?” Derek followed her, trying to make her forget about the little incident with Morgan and the women. “It wasn’t that difficult,” Meredith shrugged. As they reached into Derek’s office, Derek closed the door. “Your mother is here,” he informed her. Meredith looked at him, confused. “Your mother is here at the hospital,” Derek said. “With work I think,” he added quickly, not wishing to let Meredith misunderstand. She stared at him for half a second and she shrugged. “How do you know?” she asked conversationally. “I saw her,” Derek answered. “And she also saw Morgan.” Meredith’s eyes flickered on him again. “But she didn’t know it was her granddaughter,” Derek cleared up. He could read a little disappointment in her eyes as she heard that. Meredith looked away and tried to ignore the information. It wasn’t anything important. “I understand if you want to cancel the dinner tonight,” Derek said softly. “No,” she smiled faintly. She sighed as she put the bag on her shoulder and leaned down to kiss Morgan. “She’s here, but she’s not here to see me,” she explained. “I have to take her home now. Did she eat?” “Yes. I gave her a bottle,” Derek said. “I will give you ride home,” he put a hand on her back and walked with her out of the office. Derek looked at the house as he got out of his car and smiled, seeing the lights on. He walked onto the porch and knocked once. No sound came from the inside, so Derek fumbled through his pockets and took out a key. The key twisted into the latch and Derek opened the door. That far his friendship with Meredith had gotten in the last 6 weeks. “Meredith?” he called from the doorway, scanning the surroundings. “Come on in!” her voice came from upstairs. Derek walked into the house and shut the door. “I will be right down!” Meredith shouted. “I will be here,” Derek answered and took a seat on the stairs. Then he heard Morgan’s whimpers. He stood up and turned to the stairs. “Is everything all right there?” “Yeah. Someone’s being very cranky this evening,” he heard Meredith sighing and Derek thought she was trying to put the baby to sleep. “Do you need help?” he asked her, already putting his foot on the first stair. “No, no!” she answered quickly, panting. “Give me a second.” “I am coming upstairs,” he said, but he stopped as soon as he spotted Meredith already coming downstairs. His eyes locked on the black gown she was wearing, forgetting to breathe as he watched her delicate silhouette moving swiftly down the stairs. “Am I too dressed?” she stopped and gave look down to herself. His eyes lingered on her v-neck and swallowed a lump. “Definitely not too dressed,” he chuckled. “Derek,” Meredith giggled. Derek tore his eyes from her body and just then, he noticed that Meredith was carrying Morgan in her carrycot. From her seat, Morgan whimpered and frowned while pinching nervously her pink dress. “Why is she dressed up?” Derek chuckled, leaning down to pick her up from the carrycot. “Are you having a date with your babysitter tonight?” he asked her as he cradled her into his arms. “Where is the babysitter?” he asked Meredith. “We’re going to be late.” Meredith smiled at him, biting her lip. She walked past him down the stairs and put the carrycot on the table. “Strap her in.” “Meredith,” Derek turned and looked at her serious. Meredith let out a sigh before she looked at him. She nervously tucked her hair behind the ear. “We are taking her with us.” As he heard the determination in her voice, Derek shook his head disapprovingly, also disappointed. That should have been his first date with Meredith and he had been looking forward to having her just for himself for at least a couple of hours. Secretly he was hoping he would take his relationship with Meredith to an upper level. “I can’t let her alone with a 16-year-old, whose mind is bathing in hormones. She’s my daughter and I am not willing to take any risk,” Meredith explained. “But you said you knew her parents and she’s a responsible girl,” Derek almost pleaded her as he tried to change her mind. Meredith wasn’t so easy to convince though. She shook her head firmly. “She’s still a teenager,” she mumbled. “Meredith, that’s an exclusive restaurant. We can’t bring a baby with us there. Besides, the reservation is for two,” “Seriously?” Meredith laughed at his explanation. “Did you hear that, Baby Morgan? I guess you won’t be able to sit on your own chair and eat from your own plate tonight,” she replied sarcastically to Derek while talking to Morgan. Derek chuckled to himself as he admitted that he hadn’t given her the best explanation. “If she’s not coming, then I am not coming either,” Meredith told him. “We don’t even have reasons for celebration yet.” Derek looked at her for a moment and he leaned down and kissed Morgan on the forehead before he carried her back to her carrycot. He had made great efforts for getting that reservation, so he had no other choice but try and prey that Morgan would have a quiet evening. “She’ll fall asleep in a few minutes,” Meredith reassured him. She had waited for a dinner like this too, but now –when their first date was becoming reality- she found out she couldn’t leave her baby girl with whomever. She sighed discreetly, relieved and content, to see Derek complying with her wishes. “Thank you,” she leaned down to his ear as she whispered. Derek wrapped his arm around her waist and smiled genuinely. He picked the carrycot up and walked Meredith to the door. Meredith and Derek smiled at each other when Derek took Morgan out of the car and the baby let out a sigh. He wasn’t that worried about having a baby with him at the restaurant as during the ride, Morgan had fallen asleep. “Good evening,” a young host greeted them with a polite smile. “Good evening,” Derek smiled. “We have a reservation for Shepherd.” As she heard that, the host glanced at the baby, obviously not approving her presence there. “She’s sleeping and she will be sleeping for another couple of hours,” Derek said, hoping to help a little and convince her not to deny their evening. “We’ll leave as soon as she starts whimpering,” Meredith added. “But she won’t because she has just fallen asleep and nothing disturbs her,” he also mentioned. The girl let out an exasperated sigh, but as she looked at Morgan again and watched her peaceful sleep, a smile crept across her lips. “I will walk you to your table,” she told them and took two menus as she walked ahead. Meredith and Derek smiled at each other as they followed the girl. They put the carrycot on a chair beside them and both ordered the food. Morgan had many people stopping by their table just to glance at her and compliment her cuteness. “To a flawless test,” Derek toasted, holding his glass of wine in the air. “And to a good tutor,” he added, smirking. Meredith laughed and held up her glass of water. “To whatever you say.” Derek made a slight grimace at her toast. “And to Morgan’s first night out,” she added, smiling. Derek chuckled as he held up his glass for Morgan. “And from what I can see, she will have many other nights out. You should start looking for a nanny already if you don’t want to take her to the daycare.” Meredith grimaced at the word ‘daycare’ and shook her head. “I will but it’s still too early. My maternity leave ends in two months and I am planning to spend as much time with her as I can in these two months. And speaking of Morgan…” she paused so that she could grin at Derek. “He signed the papers.” Derek smiled, but it wasn’t one of his best smiles. It was good news that Morgan’s father was giving up his rights as parent because this way he would allow another man to come into her life – when the time would be right-, but he also felt a little unsure of this decision; it was making him feel somehow guilty and he couldn’t explain the reason. “That was easy,” he mumbled. “I knew he would sign them right away,” she shrugged. “Now it’s only a matter of weeks until my lawyer makes the papers.” “Are you sure this was the best decision?” he couldn’t help it and had to ask her as if her answer would clear his conscious. “He signed the papers immediately and this says a lot,” Meredith answered. “I am trying to do the right thing here. He didn’t want the baby and I birthed it against his will. It was stupid of me and I am not even sure why I tried to piss him off.” “What if…” Derek wanted to ask her, but he didn’t have the strength to do it. “What if something happens to me?” she asked, guessing his question. Derek nodded slowly. Meredith sighed as she looked down to her plate, thoughtful. “I thought about that too. She has a grandma I don’t talk to that much and a grandpa who hasn’t seen me in 20 years,” she muttered. She bit her lip as she glanced at Derek. “You can have her,” she said, looking into his eyes. Derek stared at her for a moment, dumfounded. “If you want her,” she added when she read his shock. Derek gave her a reassuring smile. “Of course I want her.” “After my death or whatever,” she pointed out. Derek grimaced at her words. “Do you realize how … sad this is?” Meredith forced a smile as she looked down. “I know,” she muttered. “But you’re not a stranger anymore. Besides me, nobody knows her better than you.” “Let’s change this topic, please,” he suggested, both of them starting to feel depressed already. “Gladly,” she shuddered, just thinking at that possibility. She leaned down and gently caressed Morgan’s cheek while Derek reached across the table and took her hand. “The main purpose for this dinner is to enjoy us and … be somewhat special,” Derek smiled comforting. Her face became brighter again as she smiled at him. She felt the warm feeling of safety as he held his hand over hers and her heart fluttered when Derek pulled his hand. “Did you talk to your mother?” he asked her. Meredith sighed loudly, shaking her head to their new topic; another one she didn’t like. “I told you she was not here to see me,” she mumbled. “And why do we have talk about me all the time? We’ve known each other for over a month now and I don’t know anything about you while you know almost everything about me.” “Almost…” Derek smirked, trying to avoid that kind of conversation. “So I still have some research to do.” “Derek,” she looked at him, serious. “Who are you, Derek?” “What do you mean who I am?” he laughed. “Derek Shepherd, neurosurgeon at Seattle Grace hospital.” “That’s right. I know Derek Shepherd the neurosurgeon, but I don’t know Derek Shepherd the person,” she pointed out. “To me… you’re still a stranger and considering the actual relationship between us and what I just told you about my daughter, I think it’s my turn to ask questions.” Derek gave her one of his genuine smiles as he played with his fork in his plate. “You know some things about me,” he answered. “I was married to Dr. Addison Montgomery and…” “No,” she stopped him, shaking her head disapprovingly. “I don’t want to know about you and Dr. Montgomery. I want to hear about you and your ex-wife, for example. Like… why did you break up?” As she asked him that, Meredith easily could read pain in his smile. From all the possible questions, why had she chosen that one, she blamed herself. “I love babies,” he answered then, the same genuine smile on his face. “I know that already,” she agreed. Derek chuckled but his chuckle was sad too. “She was pregnant with my child and she chose the career over the pregnancy,” he looked down at his plate as his words came out as murmur. “I am not obsessive of your baby,” he reassured her. “But I like to … to see them growing, living their innocence and becoming extraordinary human beings. We tried to make things work. 11 years weren’t so easy to give up on.” “11 years?” Meredith asked, surprised. “That’s even sadder,” he smiled at her. “You discover the person you share your life with after 11 years.” “I am sorry,” she muttered apologetically as if she had anything to do with his condition. “So you don’t believe in marriage anymore.” “I do believe in marriage,” he answered, very convincing. “But now I keep my eyes wide open as I look at the people around me.” Somehow, she didn’t believe that. He was either just starting opening his eyes or his sight wasn’t so good. Her baby girl was looking more each day like the man he considered his best friend, his brother. “What have you found out about me so far?” she asked. “I found out what an extraordinary person you are,” he answered. “Stop saying that,” she shook her head disapprovingly. “I won’t. You made mistakes… terrible mistakes, but you assume the consequences and this makes you extraordinary,” he reassured her. She glanced at him and smiled gratefully. “Would you marry me?” she asked jokingly. “I would,” was his straight answer, which left Meredith speechless. “I would,” he repeated and smiled as he reached for her hand again. “What else should I tell you about me? My family is a big family. My dad passed away years ago, I have mom, my four sisters and their husbands, and … a couple of nephews now,” he chuckled. “Besides my father’s death, we like to consider ourselves a normal family… happy.” Derek gave a light squeeze to her hand before he let it go. “I will let you know more about me in time.” She smiled and for the first time in months, she felt hopeful. Derek pulled the car in front of Meredith’s house. While she got outside, Derek started unfastening Morgan’s carrycot from the backseats. “I think they won’t receive us there if we don’t bring Morgan with us,” Derek laughed as he carefully picked the baby up into his arms. “I won’t go there again!” she stated. “They wanted to take her pictures… like she was a monkey or their mascot,” she giggled. Derek laughed and kissed the still-sleeping baby before he put her back into the carrycot. He wrapped an arm around Meredith’s waist as he walked them to the door. He handed her the carrycot and took her other hand. “I want more than your friendship, Meredith,” Derek confessed, smiling while his eyes were piercing hers. “But I don’t want to rush you.” As he said that, Derek took her face between his hands and his lips brushed against hers. “Good night, Meredith,” he smiled as he took a step backward. “Will you come tomorrow?” she muttered. His smile became even brighter. “Definitely,” he reassured her. She stayed on the porch until Derek’s car was out of her sight. She closed her eyes, leaning her head against the door and biting her lip, as the sweet taste of his lips was still lingering over hers. She shook her head and returned to reality. It wasn’t raining that evening in Seattle, but the weather was windy. She shivered and unlocked the door, hurrying to bring Morgan to warmth. As she closed back the door, Meredith looked curiously at the house. Something was different. As she tried to find out what was different, Meredith realized. The lights were on. “Did we leave the lights on?” she asked Morgan-without expecting an answer. Walking into the living room, Meredith shrieked. “Mom!”



Liina	Oct 8 2008, 06:16 PM Post #24
Satan of GAO :) Posts: 6,679 Group: Chiefs Member #131 Joined: August 31, 2008 Favorite Character Meredith, Cristina, Alex, Izzie, George, Favorite Couple Meredith and Derek, Izzie and Alex	Like your story and update please. What is Ellis doing there ? And how she is with Mer ?
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