so...this is my new story guys...its to make up for my other one...love never dies...ill update that asap...i have a littel bit of a writers bloc there..

so...this is to make up for it...this is one of my fav stories of mine and possibly the better one..filled wiht lots and lots of drama...so please make my day and review!!!!

wihtout further adue..here it is..

She was all alone in their bathroom. She lay on the floor, curled up in a fetal position. She had been like this for a few hours. In her hands was a test, the test. It was bright pink in color. Normally, she wouldn't mind the color but this was troubling. Because pink meant positive. Positive meant another life within her, already growing. But most of all, positive meant more complications. Positive possibly meant even more unhappiness.

Did she know whose baby it was? Of course she did. It was pretty obvious to her. It made things all the more complicated.

She couldn't really think right now. She didn't what to do. She was a surgeon. She saved lives but right now, her own life needed saving and she didn't know how to save it.

As she thought of all that had happened in the past year, everything she had been through with him, she knew that this positive was a sign. A sign that things could, and would get better. They just had to, because this could keep them together, forever. They were getting a second chance.

Suddenly, she heard a voice from outside.

"Hey! Are you ok? You've been in there for a long time. Don't you have to go the hospital?"

She lifted her head and sighed. "Yeah, I'm coming out Derek. Just give me a minute."

But Derek didn't wait as he heard a loud sob and so he immediately opened the door, to find her a complete wreck.

"Oh my god! What's wrong?"

"Derek, I told you to wait outside. I'm fine!"

"Well obviously not, because you-…" He trailed off in silence as he saw the test in her hand. The pink looked brighter than ever.

"Is that what I think it is?" Derek's tone was extremely faint.

"Now Derek don't freak out…"

"Are you Addison? - I mean for sure…"

"I am Derek…"

"And the baby's mine?"

She immediately replied, with no hesitation and complete confidence. "Yes."

"I...I can't do this right now…..I…I have to go." Derek's expression had turn completely pallor, to an almost ghost-like appearance.

"Derek, wait!"

But Derek was already out the door, its metal banging, breaking the silence and filling the emptiness.

Meredith gulped down the last of the Mylanta. And still, the sick feeling didn't go away. She had been like this for the past couple of weeks. Another wave of nausea hit her, as her stomach cramped in another intense contraction.

She tried to shake it off, as she had rounds in a few minutes. She swallowed her pain and sick feeling. It was probably nothing, just the stress of the upcoming first-year exams.

She made rounds just in time as she met up with everyone else.

"Mer you look like shit!" Christina was her usual harsh self.

"Gee thanks!...Ugh!"

"Aww! McVet and McDreamy getting you down?"

Before she could reply, this morning's breakfast came out in one heave.

"Grey!" This time Bailey took notice.

"Ugh…sorry Dr. Bailey…It must be all the stress of the exams coming up."

"Christina, help Dr. Grey. Take her to the bathroom, clean her up, and then give her an energy-boost pill." Bailey was unfazed by Meredith.

"Come on Mer." Christina helped Meredith to her feet and walked her to the bathroom.

A few minutes later, Meredith was resting against the bathroom door trying to regain some composure.

Christina then said incredulously, "You're sick because of the upcoming exams?!"

"It's true. I mean what else could it be?"

"Oh come on Mer! You and I both know that you're too goddamn smart for your own good to be nervous." Christina was rolling her eyes in sarcasm. "Seriously though, why are you sick? Because you know you could be-…"

But she was cut off by Mer as she said tiredly, "I told you…"

"Ok Mer seriously, I don't buy that crap for one second. I know you're not telling me something, but have you ever though about this? That the pressure of dating a vet could be getting you while you slept with the dreamy neurosurgeon. Or even better-…." Christina starts to snicker.

"You're not helping." Meredith said indignantly as she stomped out the bathroom door, leaving Christina to her laughter.

"Wait…I didn't give you an energy-booster!..."

Later on, the interns were dealing with a patient. The girl had three ulcers in her stomach and needed an operation, preferably sooner than later.

"Ms. Braden, we can operate on you tonight at eight. Is that fine with you?"

"Yes that's fine and thank you Dr. Bailey."

They all left the room and headed towards the nurses' station as Christina noticed again that Meredith looked extremely pale.

"Mer, maybe you should ask for a leave from the Chief….it looks like this could be serious..." Christina seemed very concerned.

"Don't be ridiculous….I'll be-…." But Meredith was cut off again, as she threw up. This time she was luckier as it landed in a small garbage can.

"Holy Shit! Are you pregnant?!" Christina unfortunately yelled this out and so everyone around the nurses' station heard it, including nurses, interns, and doctors.

Meredith could do nothing but lift her head in fear and disgust.