DISCLAIMER: I do not own anything. I am just doing this for fun. And for those others, I am not saying that this is what will happen in Season 7, this is just my version of how I want it to happen. MerDer

*This story is my own version of what happens after Derek gets shot.*

"Mere, Derek's asking for you." Cristina called.

Meredith once again looked at the pregnancy test, threw it away then went to Derek.

"Hey Derek, how are you feeling?" Meredith went beside Derek in the bed. "Good." Derek replied, smiling. "Derek, uhm, how would you feel if-" Meredith was cut off by Derek. "If what?" Derek asked eagerly. "If I told you I was pregnant." Meredith continued. "Wha- Really? Mere, that's really great news!" Derek was about to touch Meredith's face. "Derek." Meredith quickly stopped Derek's hand. "What? Are you hesitant to have a baby?" Derek asked, confused. "No, well, Derek, I said I was pregnant."

Derek paused for a very long moment, trying to recover from what Meredith said.

"When did this happen?" Derek asked. "An hour before you got shot, I found out I was pregnant. That's why I asked if you would go home early. An hour after you got shot, I was taking care of Owen, then I miscarried." Meredith's eyes started to go red.

Derek paused again, trying to hide his tears, not showing them to Meredith.

"It's okay Meredith, we can try again-" Derek quickly hugged Meredith as soon as she started to cry, while Derek was hugging her, he couldn't help it, his tears started to fall down too.

"Hey Chief! How are you feeling?"Richard Webber went in, which was good because he interrupted the awkward emotional situation. "Ah! Better than ever!" Derek forced a smile. "You sure are lucky you got married to a wonderful wife, you would have still been lying there if it weren't for her." Richard joked. Meredith laughed a bit. "Of course! I do deserve it now don't I? The same way she deserves to be with me." Derek smiled and kissed Meredith on the cheek. "Whatever Shepherd, the only reason why I married you is because I was pityful." Meredith laughed. "Well I better get going, we have a lot of patients to be transferred, my best regards chief!" Richard said as he left the room.

Three days later Derek was finally discharged. Meredith was off that day so she helped Derek pack his things and go home. When they arrived home Meredith cooked Derek's favorite meal and let him have a good dinner.

"Wow, someone's in a good mood." Alex went to the kitchen. "Don't push your luck Karev, she cooked it for me." Derek teased and laughed. "Whatever, I wasn't planning on eating it anyway." Alex said, leaving and smiling. "Smells like dinner!" Lexie came running down the stairs. "Don't push your luck Grey, she cooked it for him not for you." Alex immitated Derek's voice. "Whatever Karev, come Lexie, eat with us." Derek invited. "Yeah, have a seat Lexie." Meredith laughed. "What the fudgee bar? How come she gets to eat special food and I don't? What does she have that I don't?" Alex went back down. "She's got big boobs, you have a small penis." Derek joked. "I agree!" Meredith laughed. "If I get a new mansion, I am so not letting you stay there." Alex joked. "We don't need a mansion, and you would never find one." Lexie teased.

That night Meredith and Derek tried again, hoping no tragedies would happen again.

Three weeks later Meredith takes the tests, eight tests to be exact, all were positive. This time she was going to tell Derek right away because she didn't want anything to get in her way again. But on her way to Derek's office, she didn't notice that the bridge going to the office was not that strong anymore, and her running caused the bridge to tremble and break, Meredith fell off. What happens next?

Please comment and don't leave rude ones, it is my first fanfic and I worked hard for it. Please review thank you so much!

My name is Mea Isabelle D. Miranda. I was bornon November 14, 1998 and that makes me 11 years old.