This story is about Meredith and Derek expecting their first child. It's set a few years into the future; Derek and Meredith are recently married. Meredith, Derek, and Addison have all become relatively good friends, and have mostly put the past behind them. To begin, Meredith is about 6 weeks pregnant. Mostly fluff. Enjoy!
Meredith is leaning up against the wall of the on call room writing on some charts, when Derek comes in. He kneels down over her and kisses her. "Hey you," he says. "Hey," she responds, "Haven't seen you much today," she says. "Yeah, makes me sad." Meredith laughs and sips some water. He sits next to her and puts a hand under her thigh. "How are you feeling?" he asks thoughtfully. Meredith smiles as she continues writing. She sighs and glances at him, saying "Good, tired, but good." "Good," he whispers, putting a hand on her neck, distracting her. "Derek," she smiles, "I have to get his done." "Later, get it done later," he said, kissing her neck. She nuzzles him and he turns his head to hiss her lips. "Now, I have to do it now," she says smartly. He smiles and sits back next to her. "We should go to dinner tonight, once you get odd. A nice dinner and maybe walk afterwards." "Yeah, that sounds good." "Mmhmm," he acknowledges as he puts a strand of hair out of her face. He looks into her eyes and smiles. "What are you looking at?" she remarks. He laughs and says, "I love you." She continues writing, smiling, when suddenly she inhales deeply and closes her eyes. She puts her pen down and sits up straight. She groans slightly and Derek looks over at her, "You ok?" "Mmhmm, it's nothing." "Yeah I know better than to believe that," he says, kneeling in front of her. He moves the chart away from her and places his hand on her waist. "Come on, let's go lay down." "I'm fine, I just need a minute." "Nah, come on, let's go." She wraps her arms around his neck as he lifts her up gently. She whines in pain and he scoops her up and lays her down on the bed gently. He lays beside her holding her hand with the other hand on her waist. "I'm here, baby," he says kissing her hand. "Breathe." She exhales slowly and squeezes Derek's hand. She gets close to him and he wraps his arms around her, protecting her, doing whatever he can to help her. Derek knew the pain was getting intense by the grip Meredith had on his hand. She let go and rolled on her back, clenching the sheets in her fist. She tried to breathe as best she could, but the pain was making it hard to do anything. Derek stroked her hair and whispered in her ear. "I'm sorry," and kissed her. She nodded softly, acknowledging him and moaned slightly. Derek saw tears filling her eyes and sat up over her with his hand on her stomach. "Ok, I'm going to get Addison." "No," she said weakly. "It's not that bad." "Even if I thought that was true, there's nothing wrong with her checking you out."
Derek came back shortly with Addison in front of him. "Hey, sweetie," she said, sitting on the bed next to her. "What's up?" she questioned, feeling her forehead. "Pain," Meredith grimaced. Addison felt her stomach and Meredith tried to roll over in pain. "Easy," she said, pushing her over on her back. "How intense?" she questioned, referring to her level of pain. "8ish?" Meredith squeezed out. "Her breathing is irregular," Addison told Derek. "We need to make sure she's getting enough oxygen." "Ok," he replied, "Come on, baby," Derek said softly, picking her up. He carried Meredith to an open exam room, where Addison puts an oxygen mask over on mouth. She resisted at first, Addison trying to calm her. "Deep breathes, Mer," she said soothingly, taking her hand. Meredith clenched her hand as a new, more intense wave of pain hit her. She rolled to her side curling up, trying to soothe her pain. Derek put a hand on her shoulder and rubbed her back, feeling helpless. Addison, still holding her hand got close to her and whispered, "You can do this," she said. Meredith was in deep pain now and was miserable. Addison felt her grip loosening slowly, "Good," she said, stroking her hair. "That's good," she said, however as her grips loosened, Meredith's breathing drastically slowed, and her eyes began closing. "Meredith?" Addison asked. "Mer, honey, stay with me." Addison said, getting up. "Derek, we need to start an IV, she's dehydrated." Derek ran out of room as Addison turned Meredith on her back. Derek came back and began inserting and IV into Meredith's arm. "Okay, I'm in," he said. "Addison lifted Meredith's scrub shirt slightly to monitor her heartbeat. "Oh, Meredith," she said, concerned. Addison was worried about how thin she was, running her thumb over Meredith's ribs. "She's lost weight," Addison remarked, attaching monitors. Meredith took a deep breath, and trying to relax, trying to let the fluids reactivate her body. Derek stroked her hair, and kissed her forehead. Addison watched the heart monitor steadily return to normal, and looked at Meredith as her muscles began to relax. She rubbed her thigh and gave it a light squeeze. "Good, she's ok."
Addison ordered Meredith to sleep for a few hours and let some medication help her regain her strength. Derek took the rest of the day to be with her. Meredith woke up wrapped in Derek's arms and he stirred as she began to move. She began to turn over onto her back, but was slowed by painfully sore muscles. She groaned softly as she sank into the bed and attempted to breathe deeply, but was unable to. Derek watched her and stoked her hair, the sight of her pain tugging at his heart. "Hey," he said, running his thumb over her ribs. Meredith smiled weakly and stretched slightly, barely having the strength to move. Derek grabbed a cup of gingerale for her, urging her to drink, which she did. Derek rubbed her stomach, trying to comfort her as much as possible. "I love you, so much," he said. She smiled weakly and took his hand. "I love you too." She slowly began to sit up, Derek helping her with his arm around her. Derek stared at her briefly, looking in her eyes, knowing she was in pain. It was hard for him to watch her hooked up to IV's and monitors; he hated it. "I'm fine, really," Meredith said, noticing him watching the IV drip. "Rest," he said softly. "Try and relax for awhile. She smiled slightly and laid back down, sinking into the bed. She stared at him and took a deep breathe. "Will you lay with me?" she asked, like a little child frightened by a nightmare. Derek smiled broadly at her, and crawled up onto the bed, laying on his stomach. He kissed her a few times, and placed his hand on her stomach. "Go to sleep," he said again, turning on his back, pulling Meredith in close. She laid close to him, feeling his warmth and protection, and within minutes, she was asleep.