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| McGrey | Oct 11 2008, 05:23 PM Post #26 |
 
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Ellis Grey was sitting in a chair, browsing trough a folder, when her daughter walked in together with her baby girl. Because of her mother’s shriek, Morgan stirred and started crying. Meredith quickly put the carrycot on the couch and took the baby into her arms, soothing her. Morgan calmed down as soon as she felt her mother’s embrace and started sucking her thumb. “Hello, Meredith,” her mother greeted her with a perfect calm and emotionless expression. She stood up and glanced at the baby in her arms. “I knocked, but none answered. I had to come and look for some files,” she explained the reason for her presence there before Meredith could ask her. Meredith just nodded, still shocked by the unexpected visit. “Did you find what you were looking for?” she asked, trying not to sound anxious. “No,” Ellis shook her head, tearing her eyes from the baby again. “I am looking for the financial statements from last year,” she said and started browsing through her folder. “I have them upstairs in my room,” Meredith answered. “Oh,” her mother looked at her and peaked again at the baby. “Could you bring them to me?” she asked her. “Sure,” Meredith nodded and turned to walk out of the room. “You can leave her here,” Ellis stopped her before Meredith could make a single step. Meredith looked at her-confused at first- but as she saw her mother watching Morgan, she knew what she meant. Her arms instinctively tightened around the baby. “We’re family, Meredith,” Ellis said, with slight disappointment in her voice at Meredith’s reaction. Meredith stared at her for a moment, dumbfounded. She knew she had no reason of worry, but her mother’s attitude towards her pregnancy made her reluctant. Meredith looked at Morgan and saw her calmly watching her and sucking her thumb. She carefully put her back into the carrycot and strapped her in. “Can you keep an eye on her, please?” she asked her mother, although she had the feeling that Ellis was going to do it anyway. “It won’t take long.” “Sure,” Ellis reassured her, nodding her head. Meredith glanced once more back to them before she walked upstairs. Ellis sat down in her chair and pretended to be looking through that folder again, despite the fact that she had found what she was looking for her. Left alone with her grandma- an unfamiliar face- Morgan frowned and let out a nervous whimper. Ellis jumped instinctively on her feet. Morgan noticed her reaction and stared at her for a moment before she whimpered again. Ellis walked over to the couch and crouched in front of the baby. Having her in front of her eyes now, Morgan calmed down and reached out for her. A smile crept on her lips as she watched the baby. Ellis took her tiny hand and shook it lightly. “Hi,” she whispered. Morgan smiled. Ellis smiled wider at that. “You remind me a lot of your mommy.” “She doesn’t look like me that much,” Meredith said from the doorway as she overheard her mother’s last statement. Ellis stood up quickly and regained her composer. “Did you find them?” she asked her, glancing at the folder from her hands. “Yes,” Meredith nodded and walked over to the couch, handing it to her while she sat down beside Morgan. Ellis took the folder and disposed the other one on the table, glancing at the interaction between Meredith and her daughter. Morgan sighed loudly when Meredith cradled her into her arms, and started sucking her thumb again. “She looks like you,” Ellis said. “She has the same flush in her cheeks you used to have as baby,” she looked at Meredith to see her staring at her with wide eyes. “And she seems friendly too.” “Thanks,” Meredith muttered as she looked down at Morgan. “I guess,” she added under her breath. Then she heard her mother’s sigh and the couch shifted as Ellis sat down beside her. “I am your only family, Meredith,” she said, her voice sounding warmer now. “You’re my daughter so… I will help you.” Meredith bit her lip as she tried to fight back the tears. “She’s … six weeks old and she looks healthy,” Ellis added. “Her name is Morgan Ellis Grey,” Meredith muttered. As she looked at her, Meredith saw the surprise in her eyes. “Morgan is a nice name,” Ellis smiled for a brief second. “It is,” Meredith smiled faintly. “Have you heard anything from Mark Sloan?” her voice became a little harsher again as she asked her that. Meredith sighed and shrugged. “Not much,” she muttered. “I got his signature for full custody.” Ellis frowned, visibly displeased. “Why was Derek Shepherd holding Morgan today in his office?” “I had to take the test today and I didn’t have time to drop her to the daycare,” Meredith explained. “Yeah but why was Derek Shepherd holding Morgan?” Ellis insisted as Meredith hadn’t answered to her question. Meredith sighed as she understood what Ellis was implying. “He’s my friend.” Ellis didn’t say anything and just stood up. “He’s an attending and also Mark’s Sloan best friend,” she said. “I have to go now. Take care of you, Meredith,” she stopped in the doorway and looked at Meredith. “And take care of Morgan Ellis Grey.” Meredith looked up, watching her mother leaving the house. She stared blankly at the doorway until Morgan reached her hand up and ask for her attention. “Yes, that was your grandma Ellis,” Meredith smiled down at Morgan. Morgan didn’t look very interested and she started crying for her meal. Meredith carried her upstairs into her room and sat down in the rocking chair to feed Morgan. When Morgan slept soundly, Meredith walked into her room and stripped off her gown. She looked for some sweat clothes and crawled into the bed, under the blanket. She tossed between sheets as her mother’s visit continued to repeat in her head and she tried to understand it. Meredith reached for the lamp and turned the light on. She took the phone and dialed a well-known number. “Meredith?” Derek’s voice asked from the other end of the line. “Hi,” Meredith whispered. “Is everything ok?” Derek asked her, sounding a little worried. He had reasons. Meredith never called him at such late hour. “Yes,” she reassured him. “I just…” she stopped, not having the courage to say it. “What is it?” but Meredith couldn’t find her voice to answer. “Meredith?” “Could you come over?” she asked him. “Sure,” Derek answered after a short pause. “I will be there in a few minutes.” “Thanks,” she smiled and hung up. -- Derek knocked once and opened the door in the same time. He disapprovingly shook his head as he found the door unlocked and the house in silence. “Meredith?” he called louder this time, already knowing that Meredith was nowhere downstairs. “Meredith?” he called out again when no answer came from Meredith. Suddenly he felt worried. He ran upstairs and stopped in Morgan’s room. He walked slowly into the room and smiled as he looked into the crib. Derek caressed her head and then he gave a look around him. He walked outside and went into Meredith’s room. Peaking inside from the doorway, Derek chuckled quietly as he saw Meredith sleeping in the middle of the bed. He didn’t know why she had called him, but he was happy to see that it wasn’t for something bad. His first thought was to leave quietly the house, but then he asked himself again why Meredith had called him. He walked downstairs, locked the door and turned the lights off. As he returned upstairs, Derek checked on Morgan again before he went back into Meredith’s room. He took off his shirt and pants and slowly got in the bed, behind Meredith. “Derek,” she moaned softly as she felt his arms locking around her. Derek chuckled quietly and leaned down to kiss her on the cheek before he lay down and spoon her. |
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| McGrey | Oct 15 2008, 06:16 PM Post #27 |
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Meredith had the weirdest sensation as she woke up the next morning. Her hand was holding a warm, hairy arm, a strong body warmed up her back and a warm breath was brushing against her neck. As her eyes adjusted to the daylight and her brain woke up as well, Meredith remembered. She had called Derek the previous night but she fall asleep. She closed her eyes again and enjoyed the moment. It felt so right and heavenly to be in his arms and in the same time, it felt wrong and like hell. She had slept with his best friend- his brother, as Derek had described his relationship with Mark- and she was having his child without Derek knowing anything about it. Meredith kept telling herself that Mark was part of her past now; a past, which would never return. He had signed the papers for giving Meredith the full custody of their daughter, so he also signed his exit from her life. Mark wouldn’t tell anyone about the baby and Meredith was too afraid of losing her only friend because of her mistakes. She didn’t want Morgan to lose her only friend. Soft lips reached for her cheek and kissed her. “You’re awake,” Derek’s soft voice greeted her. Meredith closed her eyes and smiled as the kiss lingered on her cheek. Then she remembered. Her eyes popped open and she stood upright. She couldn’t let Derek be more than her friend. “What are you doing here?” she asked him, now also wondering how he had gotten into her bed. “You called me last night,” Derek explained, confused. “I know I called you but what are you doing here?” she asked. Derek looked at her suspiciously. “You asked me to come here. Meredith, have you been drinking?” “No,” she snapped, horrified by his presumption. “Then why do you keep asking me what I am doing here?” “What are you doing in my bed?” she asked him, frowning. Derek chuckled, ashamed. “I don’t think I have a good explanation for that,” he answered with a hopeful smile. Meredith wanted to smile back, but she forced herself not to. She couldn’t look angry either or scold him for his gesture; she couldn’t do that for a thing she had enjoyed herself with. Meredith drew the blanket upper over her body and looked away quickly as Derek got out of the bed and revealed his almost-naked body. “I thought you were a doctor,” Derek chuckled teasingly at the embarrassment in her eyes. “Don’t be a smart ass,” Meredith grumbled. She stopped from glaring and listened. Something was not right. “What is it?” Derek asked her as he noticed her sudden change. Meredith looked at him, terrified, getting off the bed in the same time. “Morgan.” “What about her?” Derek asked, confused. “Did you wake up last night to calm her down? Or this morning?” Meredith asked as she slipped in her slippers. Derek thought about it for a second and then he shook his head. “No,” “Oh God,” she whimpered, stomping out of her room. “Meredith, what’s wrong?” Derek panicked and followed her into Morgan’s room. Meredith sighed with relief as she looked inside the crib and saw Baby Morgan smiling and wriggling her legs and arms. She smiled and leaned down to pick her up into her. “What happened to you?” Meredith asked her, carefully rocking her back and forth and looking at her, analyzing each part of her. “What happened to her?” She asked Derek. Derek shrugged, clueless. “I guess she has found out how great it feels to sleep at night instead of during the day,” he laughed. “Or maybe she slept better because she knew I was here,” he added, smirking at Meredith. Meredith rolled her eyes, smiling. “You love yourself too much,” she went and sat down in the rocking chair, cradling Morgan to her chest. “Leave the room or turn your back,” she told Derek. “Why?” Derek frowned. Meredith glanced up at his still almost-naked body and quickly looked back at Morgan. “You’re not dressed decent for baby girl,” she muttered. “She’s only a few weeks old,” Derek laughed at Meredith’s statement. “Go put some clothes on you, Derek,” Meredith insisted. “You’ve also stared enough at my breasts.” Derek grinned smugly. “I will be right back,” he said and walked out of the bedroom. “Derek?” Meredith called after a while, when she noticed that Derek wasn’t hovering around her anymore. “Derek?” she called again, a little louder this time. No answer came from Derek. Baby Morgan was done with her breakfast, so Meredith burped her. “Where is Derek?” Meredith wondered. She would have wanted to change Morgan’s diaper first and give her clean clothes if Derek’s disappearance wasn’t such a mystery. Meredith walked out the bedroom, carrying a cranky Morgan in her arms, and went into her bedroom. There was no sign of Derek. Meredith walked out in the hall and listened. Some muffled sounds were coming from downstairs. “Breakfast time for Mommy,” she smiled at Morgan and gave her a kiss. “Our weird friend is making me breakfast. I hope,” muttered and headed downstairs. Walking in the kitchen, a sweet smell of pancakes greeted her. Baby Morgan seemed thrilled with the smell too as she giggled and forgot about whatever had made her cranky earlier. As he heard Morgan’s voice, Derek turned from the oven and smiled at them. “Hi. Breakfast will be ready in five minutes.” The smell was too dazzling for Meredith to scold him or glare at him. “Pancakes?” “Blueberries,” Derek smirked and turned back to the oven. Meredith grimaced as she heard that. “I am not really a fan of blueberries,” she admitted. “What?” Derek looked at her, surprised. “How can you?” “I have my reasons,” Meredith shrugged. “I will go dress Morgan,” she said and turned to leave. “You are going to love my pancakes!” he announced proudly, receiving only a giggle from Meredith as answer. Derek held Morgan in his arms, playing with her and glancing from time to time at Meredith. “I thought you said you don’t like the blueberry pancakes,” he said, smiling as he watched Meredith licking her plate. “I don’t,” Meredith shrugged, mouthful. “Then save the plate,” he laughed teasingly. Meredith wriggled her nose, smiling at him as she stood up and picked up her plate. “My dad used to make me this,” she said quietly, turning to the sink. There were still so many things he didn’t know about Meredith. Though she had her back turned to Derek, Meredith could feel his gaze on her. She turned on the water and the water spray streamed over her plate. “He left me when I was little,” she muttered, answering this way to Derek’s questioning stare. “Bad memories,” she sighed and turned off the water, placing the plate in the dryer. Meredith rolled her eyes as she turned and met Derek’s compassionate smile. “I am over it,” she grumbled and walked over to him, taking Morgan from his arms. “You ate my pancakes so … I can see that,” he answered with a smile. “Aren’t you going to be late for work?” she asked him. “No. I have the day off,” Derek answered. Morgan put her head down on her mother’s shoulder and started sucking on her thumb as her mother swung her slowly. Meredith leaned against the counter and gazed out the window. It was her first sunny morning in Seattle and the first sunny morning in Morgan’s life. “It looks perfect for a first walk outside,” his voice made her start as he came beside her. She looked at him and smiled as she nodded in agreement. “We could do some shopping too, couldn’t we?” she smiled at Morgan. Morgan smiled and kept sucking her thumb. “I guess you want to come,” she said, looking at Derek. Derek smiled smugly. “I came with the idea.” Meredith giggled, but her smile quickly became thoughtful. “My mother was here last night. That’s why I called you,” she said. “She was?” Derek frowned, thinking she might have had another conflict with her mother. “What did she want?” “She wanted some papers,” she answered, gently rubbing her hand against Morgan’s tiny back. “She also met Morgan.” Derek could tell from the confused look in her eyes that the visit hadn’t gone that bad. Probably it had been better than anyone expected. “You’re ok?” he asked her. She gave him a faint smile and nodded. “What were you doing in my bed?” she asked him, not wanting to let go that topic. Although, she had her suspicions as Derek’s kiss at the end of their dinner and the embrace she found herself wrapped in that morning were speaking more than any word. Derek made a step closer to her and gently brushed his hand against her cheek as he looked into her eyes, smiling. He leaned down and his lips barely brushed against hers, yet they left their flavor on hers. Meredith closed her eyes and shuttered as she felt the strong sensation inside her body, like a quake. “We should get ready for the walk,” her voice murmured as she tried to shake that feeling. She didn’t need any answer and her suspicions were real. Morgan had her fist into her mouth and decided to poke her Mommy with her finger and help her came out of her thoughts. “Baby,” Meredith whimpered and caught her fist before Morgan could poke her again. “The stroller is in the closet by the front door,” she told Derek, who had started cleaning the table. “It’s unwrapped,” she warned him and walked outside, taking Morgan with her. “Your Mommy likes to spend money she doesn’t have,” Derek told Morgan as he walked into her bedroom, carrying her. It was later that day and Derek had bathed Morgan. He had her wrapped her in a tiny white bathrobe, whimpering in his arms. Meredith was Morgan’s room, piling up the clothes she had bought for her baby that day. Dresses, pajamas, different costumes, hats and pairs of shoes and sandals were coming out from a bunch of shopping bags. She chuckled as Derek walked inside and said that. “I still have some funds. Besides, it was our first day out so we had to celebrate it somehow.” “You bought a dress which might not fit her tomorrow,” Derek said as he put Morgan down on the table Meredith had for changing her diapers and dress her. “You’re point is…” she rolled her eyes sarcastically as she started gathering all the empty shopping bags, to shove them into a bigger one. Derek shook his head smiling. He knew there was no point in arguing with Meredith over that subject. He also loved everything she had bought for Morgan and most of those things had been his suggestion. Derek smiled down at Morgan and loosened the robe. Morgan whimpered and wriggled her body as she met the colder air from the room. “Be patient,” Derek whispered to her. He put the diaper between her legs and carefully turned her from one side to another to wrap it around her waist. As he turned her on her left side, something from her waist caught his attention. A small red spot looked like a birthmark. It seemed to have the shape of a flower or a star. Derek ran his finger across it, whitening it as he pressed but regaining its red color instantly. That sign looked so familiar to him; its shape, the place it was located. As he stared at it, Derek knew why it looked familiar. His best friend Mark had a similar sign in about the same place. Shocked by the discovery, Derek slowly took her into his arms and looked closly at her face. Now he also knew why her features were familiar to him; she looked a lot like her father. Then he understood everything; Mark’s reaction at their conversation about Meredith, Meredith’s refuse to talk about Morgan’s father and about the problems she had had with Mark Sloan. Morgan was Mark’s daughter. “Morgan has a small sign on her waist,” he said, hardly keeping the control over his voice. He wanted to be angry, he wanted to be upset, he wanted to yell, but he couldn’t. Meredith came to them and looked at Morgan’s waist, without noticing Derek’s stone posture yet. “I think it’s a birthmark,” she said. “It has started showing a few days ago.” “It is a birthmark,” Derek assured her and his voice sounded reproachful. Meredith looked at him as she heard the tone of his voice. She looked into his eyes as she processed herself their last words. She remembered too. As she understood that Derek knew about Mark, Meredith took Morgan from Derek’s arms, avoiding the eye contact. She put her back down on the table and started dressing her, while Derek held his gaze on her. She felt the ground unsteady beneath her feet as she could feel his gaze was a reproachful glare. She swallowed the limp she felt stuck in her throat and tried to stay composed as she dressed her baby. “Why didn’t you trust me?” Derek asked her, his voice sounding softer than the glare in his eyes. Meredith couldn’t dare to look at him or say anything. She closed the buttons to Morgan’s pajamas and took her in her arms. “She’s Mark’s daughter,” Derek continued, his voice turning a little harsher now. “She’s not,” she retorted, glaring. “She is,” Derek contradicted. They tried to calm down as Morgan started whimpering, scared of their shouts. “She is his daughter,” Derek repeated and held up his hand as Meredith wanted to say something. “She is part of him so she’s his, no matter what the law and you say now… or what he says.” “I don’t want him in our life,” Meredith looked away as she mumbled. “See? Here’s the problem; you don’t want him, but how do you know he won’t change his mind. I think you have taken a rush decision when you sent him the papers for Morgan’s custody?” Meredith looked at him in disbelief. “You believe he would ever want to be Morgan’s father?” Derek sighed and brushed his hair with his fingers. “Mark… he’s impulsive. He acts without thinking at consequences, but… he is not a bad man, Meredith.” Meredith understood what he was saying. He wanted her to go back and try being with Mark… for Morgan. Besides the anger and disappointment, Derek also felt a sharp pain in his heart. He had hoped he would have Meredith and Morgan for himself, but finding out how Mark was involved in their story, he knew he had to give up on that hope. “Why didn’t you tell me?” He asked her, his voice was reflecting the pain in his voice now. “What was the point…” Meredith wiped the corner of her eye as her eyes started tearing. “Mark does not want her. You say he could change his mind. When? When Morgan will go to college? Are we supposed to wait for him until then? Life moves forward for us. We don’t wait for him.” Derek walked over to the window where Meredith and Morgan were and caressed Morgan’s blond hair. He leaned to Meredith and kissed her on the forehead. “You should reconsider your decision. Talk to your lawyer and give him some time. Maybe you two won’t end up together, but it’s not just about you two here,” he said and kissed Morgan’s head before he turned his back on them. Tears were streaming down her cheeks now. She wiped her cheek, glaring out the window. “We’re not even friends now?” Derek stopped in the doorway and looked back at them. “We’re still friends,” he reassured her. “Call me if you need anything,” he said and walked outside. Meredith stayed at the window, crying as she gazed outside. Despite everything that had happened in only a few minutes, Morgan was calmly sucking her thumb while watching her Mommy with curious eyes. Meredith watched him leaving the house and heading to his car, catching just a glimpse of him as he glanced up at her window. When the car disappeared from her sight, Meredith sniffled and wiped her eyes. “It’s just Mommy and Baby Morgan again,” she smiled and kissed her daughter’s forehead as new tears streamed down her face. “Just you and me again,” she sobbed. “But we’ll be fine.” Playing with her hands in the air, Morgan’s fist brushed against Meredith’s cheek, which felt like the most soothing touch. |
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| Liina | Oct 16 2008, 09:00 PM Post #28 |
Satan of GAO
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Nice, I like it. Update soon (A) :). |
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... 
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| mau046 | Oct 22 2008, 03:50 PM Post #29 |
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oki finally caught up on one fic XD, and seriously Derek was being such a good father to morgan, why does he has to stay aside, i agree mark could change his mind, but so what, morgan can have two hot dads  love it!!! update soon Dana!! |
 Thanks a lot Dana for sharig your awesome banner with me *hug5* 
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| McGrey | Oct 26 2008, 11:28 AM Post #30 |
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Derek walked inside his dark office after a long but successful surgery. He didn’t bother to turn the light on as he considered about crashing into the small sofa and get a little sleep. As he lay down, Derek kicked off his shoes, brought his arms behind his head and gazed out the window, watching the rain streaming down the window. Watching the rain, his thoughts drifted to two people he missed the most; two people he hadn’t seen in nearly a month. He missed feeling Morgan’s warmth in his arms, her whimpers and her piercing eyes watching him; he missed having Meredith by his side, snapping at him each time she thought he was doing something wrong with Morgan, the blush in her cheeks each time he was getting closer to her or simply her presence. He hated the exile he put himself into, especially when Mark was refusing to answer his phone and Meredith and Morgan were alone. Derek patted the pocket of his lab coat and took out his phone. He flipped it open and scrolled down through the phone numbers. He pressed dial and waited, although he knew already none would answer. The surprise was big when he heard the connection and someone like panting at the other end of the line. Derek jumped up, “Mark?” “Hey, Derek,” Mark answered. Derek was speechless for a brief second. He had been trying to call him since the day he found out who was Morgan’s father. He had tried for so many times to get in touch with Mark and now he couldn’t remember what he wanted to say to him. “Are you ignoring my phone calls now?” Derek asked. “What are you talking about? I just answered,” Mark answered. “If you tried to call me before, then yeah… I was in Europe for a Conference.” Derek relaxed a little at that answer. “Did you to talk to Meredith?” He heard Mark’s groan as he asked him that. “Don’t start again.” “So you didn’t talk to her,” Derek concluded. “I didn’t and please stop with this,” Mark asked, letting out another annoyed groan. “I know everything, Mark,” Derek said in a serious tone. “You’re Morgan’s father.” As he said that, Derek heard the shock in Mark’s breathing. “She told you,” Mark answered dryly. “No, but your daughter has the same birthmark on her waist as you,” Derek replied, reproachful. “What are you doing, Mark?” “I am sitting in the bed, with a beer in my hand and I am talking to you,” Mark replied sarcastically. “How can you be so carefree towards your daughter’s life?” Derek scolded. There was a short pause coming from Mark’s side and Derek knew he had added more irritation with that question. “What is your problem, Derek? You can’t sleep at night because I don’t want to be a father?” “Mark, you’re not like this. You are irresponsible, but you’re not heartless,” Derek answered. “She’s your daughter… your blood. She is… you.” “Derek, lets set the things clear,” Mark said calmly. “I didn’t want her to keep the baby. I didn’t want her to keep it because we did not have a relationship. We just fooled around a couple of times. I didn’t want her to keep the baby because I was not ready for such a huge commitment. I can see that you’re in great pain because of this and I am going to spare you of it by asking you to take care of them for me.” Derek wanted to say something, but Mark’s words came out flowingly. “If you care about them as I think you do, then be with them. As you said… I am not heartless. I will help Meredith if she will ever need money for the baby, but this is the only help I can offer her. I am not heartless because I want the baby to be ok and this means she should not know me.” “She’s your daughter,” Derek muttered, stunned by Mark’s speech. “Legally, she is not,” Mark pointed out as he referred to the papers he had signed regarding his parental rights. Derek heard him sighing then. “I know she’s somewhere out there. I will never forget about her existence, but I am not a good father and a role model for her. You know me.” “You didn’t even see her,” “If you’re going to stay in their lives as I know you will, then I am sure I will see her one day,” Mark answered. “And you’ll be … what? Uncle Mark?” Derek frowned, still not liking Mark’s ideas, though it sounded tempting for him. Tempting and in the same time, wrong. “I don’t know. We’ll figure out about that part when the time will come,” Mark answered. “Mark,” Derek disapproved with a sigh. “Be with them, Derek. I can’t. If you love Meredith and you can’t be with her because of me or your… conscience, then you have my blessing. You can love her and she can love you. I wouldn’t choose anyone else to be father for my… for the baby,” Mark trailed off. “Call me after you sort out your thoughts and feelings. I’d like to know what’s going on with you,” with those last words, the line went dead. Derek kept holding the phone to his ear, staring blankly. He was free to go back to them. He just didn’t know if Meredith would want him back into her life… at least as friend. -- Meredith carried Morgan outside the house and took her to her car. Beside her car Ellis had her car parked as well. “I left you another list of nannies I selected,” Ellis said as she opened the door to her car. “I’ll take a look over it,” Meredith grumbled while strapping the baby in her car seat. “I know I am bugging you with this, but you start the work at the hospital in two weeks and you still haven’t found a nanny for Morgan. I am leaving tomorrow for Boston, so I can’t help you anymore each time you want to leave the house,” Ellis replied, visibly irritated by the indifference that her daughter showed to that topic. Meredith rolled her eyes, smiling at Morgan, and got out of the car, turning to face her mother. “We are going to be late for our walk,” she answered and shut the door before she walked around the car to go to the driver seat. “What’s with this hurry? Are you meeting someone?” Ellis asked suspiciously. “I am meeting the sunny weather, mom,” Meredith rolled down the window to talk to her mother. “I don’t want the weather to turn rainy again exactly when we get there. I will look over your list as soon as I get home,” she said and turned the ignition on. Ellis shook her head disapprovingly as she watched her daughter driving away. Luckily, it was still sun outside. It was a beautiful sunny afternoon in Seattle and the park looked animated by all kind of noises. Meredith took the stroller out of the trunk and then took Morgan from her car seat. She strapped her back, this time in her stroller, rearranged her hat over her head and then pushed the stroller to the park. Meredith walked slowly along the alleys, just enjoying the warm sun and the beautiful view that November offered to the park. She felt carefree as she walked along the alleys, just her and her daughter. Each time she remembered him, she missed him. She couldn’t allow herself to miss him anymore. Nearly two months had passed since Derek walked away from them and Meredith continued to tell herself that she didn’t need him. She didn’t need him or anyone else to feel complete. It was easy to say it, but it was harder to feel it. When they got to a more crowded area of the park and two children ran past her stroller, Morgan started crying. Meredith quickly pulled the stroller to a bench and she took a seat as she took Morgan out of the stroller. “That’s all right. Mommy is still here,” Meredith slowly bounced Morgan on her knees while she talked softly to her. As she found herself back into her mother’s arms, Morgan stopped from crying and put her head on Meredith’s chest, sucking on her thumb as she watched the people around her. Meredith gently rubbed her back as she continued bouncing her, now and then breathing her in. Meredith gave her one of her toys and Morgan excitedly started jingle it. “Oh look,” Meredith whispered in her ear and had her attention for a brief second. “There’s the really old guy,” she said, discreetly pointing across the park, on another alley, to an old man who was standing on a bench, reading from a magazine. As answer, Morgan looked up at her, smiling, and poked her in the face with the toy. “Baby,” Meredith winced and caught Morgan’s hand before she could hit her again. “Play nice.” Morgan stuffed the toy into her mouth, now and then jingling it with joy. Meredith rested her cheek against Morgan’s head as she gazed at the old man. “I think he is alone too,” she muttered. “I wonder why; he seems to be a nice man,” she said, mostly talking to herself, as Morgan didn’t show any interest in her mother’s words. “That’s sad.” In that moment, a young couple passed by in front of them, pushing a stroller. That had Morgan’s attention, which followed them with her eyes as if she understood anything from that scene. “Don’t be jealous,” Meredith whispered in her ear, glaring at the couple. “I am sure they are not as happy as they seem. I bet they argue and fight a lot,” she grumbled, although she didn’t believe it. Morgan smiled up at her and poked her with her toy again, giggling at her mother’s pain. “Would you like us to fight too?” Meredith laughed, tickling her stomach. The baby laughed and snuggled in her mother’s chest. Meredith kissed her forehead, smiling. The bond she had with her daughter had helped her go through the sad and hard time she had for the last two months. As she looked at Morgan, Meredith saw her staring at someone and smiling. It wasn’t for the first time she saw her doing that. Each time she tried to follow her gaze, Meredith couldn’t see what was catching Morgan’s attention. This time she was faster. |
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| indigoscrubs | Oct 28 2008, 04:27 AM Post #31 |
getting hot and steamy with MCDREAMY !!
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hehehe im now reading this is 2 places ,... giving u sum multi board love 
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 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 ) | |
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| McGrey | Oct 28 2008, 10:26 PM Post #32 |
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| indigoscrubs | Nov 6 2008, 01:41 AM Post #33 |
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getting hot and steamy with MCDREAMY !!
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LOVE THIS FIC ... |
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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 ) | |
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| McGrey | Nov 6 2008, 05:27 PM Post #34 |
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I stopped updating my fics on this board. You know where you can find them
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| Liina | Nov 6 2008, 09:32 PM Post #35 |
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Satan of GAO
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I know too, I am reading it there too 
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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...
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| McGrey | Nov 6 2008, 09:42 PM Post #36 |
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I know you do, Liina! 
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| Liina | Nov 17 2008, 03:54 PM Post #37 |
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Satan of GAO
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Sure you do. |
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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...
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| Gracie | Nov 25 2008, 01:08 PM Post #38 |
 
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Hola fans. McGrey is now posting this fan fic in another place so she wont be trying to update multiple places at once and can work more on updates. (hint, hint) So if you love it please PM her and ask her where you can find the remainder of her story because it is still a work in progress. Thank you! g |
This banner was beautifully made my Randirella and yeah she'll know what I mean....=)  
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