I know I haven't updated my other story the past will always haunt the present for ages but I've been so busy with school. Someone suggested I should do another MerDer fic and because I love them so much I am. This will also most likely motivate me to continue soon with my other story. Here we go people.

My mother used to say you have to be in it to win it. Well now I wasn't in it, he chose her, not me and now I was left to raise his daughter. It's been three years since I've seen Derek. I still remember the day he left to try and salvage what was left of his marriage. He told me it was for the best for both of us. He said we'd keep in touch, we didn't, and that's mainly my fault. When I found out I was pregnant it felt like the word was closing in around me. I was so afraid and the sad thing was I didn't know if it was his or George's. I will always regret that night with George. When I told him I was pregnant he couldn't have been a better guy. Sure at first he looked as scared as I felt but initially he got over the shock and has been nothing but supportive to me ever since. He moved back in with Izzie and me to help with the baby. We found out it was Derek's but I never told him. I couldn't do that to him just as he was trying to move on with his life, as I was. Eight months later Emma came into the world. She is the most important thing in the world to me, without her I'd still be sitting in a bar trying to drown my sorrows in tequila and one night stands. She's the most beautiful little girl; she has her father's unmanageable thick locks and his piercing blue eyes. Every time I look into her eyes I get goose bumps. Izzie says she has my golden blonde hair, lips and stubbornness. She's everything to me and without her I'd be lost. Sometimes I wish Derek knew about her but that wouldn't be fair to him. To spring a three year old on him would be too hard, it would also be too hard for me.

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It was just like any other morning today and I thought it was going to be just like any other day. I was in a mad rush trying to get Emma and me ready for day care and work. She was refusing to eat her cereal again and I was running late, again. "Please baby, mummy's in a hurry." I pleaded as Emma was on the verge of another temper tantrum.

"No!" she yelled throwing her spoon on the floor. I leant down to pick it up and at that very moment Emma sent her cereal bowl crashing on top of me.

"Emma!" I looked at the goo that was Emma's breakfast all over my shirt and tried to clean it off with a cloth as Emma sat in her high chair laughing at her silly, yucky mummy.

"You can't really blame her, I wouldn't eat it either." George said as he entered the kitchen ready for work.

"A little help here." I said gesturing to my shirt.

"Alright, lets get you ready for day care Em." He said lifting Emma out of her chair.

"Thankyou, George." I smiled before rushing up the stairs to change my top. When I came back down Emma was in the lounge room with her bag packed eating a chocolate cupcake. "What do you think you're doing?" I asked hands on hips shaking my head in disbelief.

"Eating an Aunty Izzie cupcake." She smiled with chocolate smeared all over her face.

"Are you now? Well guess who's in trouble." I smiled cleaning her face.

She looked worried so she came up with her ever-popular scapegoat, "Uncy George?"

"Close." I laughed "Izzie where are you?" I called to the house.

"I'm here Mer." Izzie answered popping her head around the kitchen door eating one of her cupcakes.

"You know Emma shouldn't be having a cupcake for breakfast." I said with a frown.

"Sorry Mer, but you have to admit it's better than the goo you try to feed her." She smiled.

"So I've heard." I muttered picking up Emma's bag and leading her to the door. "I'll see you guys at work." I called behind me heading out to the car. "Okay sweetie, let's hop in the car with mummy." I opened the back door and put her bag in next to her car seat before helping her in. "What do we do now?"

"Click." She said grabbing the seatbelt.

"That's a good girl." I buckled her in and pecked her on the forehead before hopping into the front. As we pulled out my phone started to ring. I checked the caller ID and saw it was Cristina calling.

"Hey." I smiled into the phone.

"Hey Mer, how's my favourite girl?"

"Just driving Em to day care." I teased.

"Very funny. Listen can you come straight into work today after you've dropped Em off? They need a Neuro consult on a case."

"Sure, I'll be there in ten." I said before closing my phone. "So," I looked at Emma in the rear view mirror.

"What will you do today?"

"Finger painting!" she yelled with excitement.

"Wow, will you bring mummy home a beautiful picture?"

"Yes."

"I can't wait." I smiled pulling up to the centre. I loaded Emma out of the car and carried her bag to her cubby space. I turned around to give her a hug and ran into a tall attractive man. "Hey Tom." I smiled into his brown eyes.

"Hello Meredith." He smiled back. "How's Emma?"

"A handful like always. How's Jess?"

"Same, it's hard being a single parent huh?"

"Tell me about it."

"Maybe we should catch up some time, complain about the troubles of parenthood?"

"Are you asking me out on a date?" I asked a hint of a smile playing at my lips.

"Is that okay?"

"Maybe." I smiled. Beep beep. "Oh shoot, that'll be work. Maybe we can talk about this later?" I asked hopefully.

"Sure."

I walked out checking my pager. It was a 911 so I quickly got in my car and headed towards Seattle Grace.

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