Through With Doubt (temporary title)
Author's Notes: So this story Meredith finds out she'd pregnant and we can only imagine who the father is... The story is set like from "Tell Me Sweet little Lies" as I started writing it when when "Grandma Got Run Over By A Raindeer" here in sweden. And I can tell you we're a bit after you lot in the States. Well as you figured out nothing after "Tell Me Sweet Little Lies" happened. So for your information... Well I hope you will like it, and please tell me if you think I should/could improve anything, or just tell me if you lik it. As Usual I don't own anything of this, just the story... This is just entertaining purpose only, so I don't make any profit out of it...
Chapter 1 - Olives!
"Izzie!" Meredith said while lying down on the living room floor, eating olives.
"Yeah." she answered.
Meredith looked at her. There she was, all pretty and blond and curvy. Why couldn't Meredith be all that? Oh, for god's sake woman, put on some weight and you'll be all curvy. Though, come to think of it, if Meredith was right, she'd soon be all curvy and... and... No! She would most certainly not be all pretty and definitely blond. At least not Izzie-blond.
"Izzie?!" Meredith repeated.
The blond stopped reading her magazine and turned her attention to the woman on the floor.
"Yes?" she said with not the least trace of enthusiasm, like other times when she was on the edge of shaking things out of Meredith.
"Do you know what?"
Izzie sighed and closed her eyes. "No, what?"
"If you're going act like that, I don't think I will tell you!" Meredith said and turned around to watch TV.
"Okay, I'm sorry, Meredith. I'm just tired after my shift." Izzie pleaded and got down on the floor by Meredith's side. "Please, tell me!"
"I think I'm pregnant." Meredith stated calmly.
Izzie's jaw dropped. "Eh, what exactly did you say. 'Cause I think I heard you say pregnant!" she shouted.
"Yeah, that was what I said." Meredith whispered. "But not so loud! George's upstairs!"
"No he isn't!"
"Yes he is!?" Meredith hoped.
"No!" Izzie said and pointed in the direction of the kitchen door.
It burst open.
"You're pregnant!!?" George shouted as he stormed in. He dropped his freshly buttered bagel in the big flower pot by the door. "Ah crap!"
Meredith watched him as he bent down to pick the durt-covered bagel out of the pot.
She gave out a silly laugh and waited for another outrageously weird reaction to come alive. It was fun to watch an angry George.
"You're pregnant?!"
"That angry facial expression you've go there, you can't pull it off. Bailey can though, but isn't for nothing she's called the Nazi." Izzie said to tease him. "So you might as well drop it!"
George looked at Meredith with his normal face, silently begging for answer not given by Izzie.
"I might be, but why were you reacting like that?"
"Well... I... Ehm... I just..." George rambled.
"... he just care for you..." Izzie started and George smiled. "... as if you were his sister..." she finished.
"Yes... NO!?" George exclaimed when realizing what Izzie just said. He nudged her in her side and gave her a glare.
"Oh, George!" Meredith gave him a hug. "That's so sweet!"
"... yeah... I know..." he muttered and took a bite of the bagel in defeat.
"Well, anyway. Have you taken a test? You must have taken a test. Have you?" Izzie said with a concerned look upon her face, turning to Meredith who nodded.
"Yeah, two of them, both positive and my breasts have become very tender, I've gained weight and I can't remember the last time I had my period."
"Boy in the room!" George alarmed, waving his hands in the air.
"Grow up George!" Izzie snapped. "And you're supposed to be a doctor?"
"Yeah, well. She is like my sister you know..." George muttered to himself.
"And I'm craving for stuff I've never like in my entire life. I'm eating olives for Christ's sake!" Meredith exclaimed with a bit of desperation in her voice. Wasn't it obvious? Before she never ate olives, they were, past tense, disgusting. Now she was shoveling them in by the jar. "Olives!" she said again to convince her friends.
"Okay, we get it!" Izzie said to comfort Meredith. "You're so having this checked up tomorrow, and I'll even go with you."
"Yeah, okay." Meredith nodded. "That sounds good..."
She'd go and have it checked up in the morning and she couldn't let anyone see her up in OB/GYN, except for the doctor of course.
Good news travels fast or is it the other way around? Either way, if anyone would find out that she won't be there as a doctor, but as a patient, the 'news' would reach the surgical wing before lunch time.
Those slutty nurse's! Not having anything else to do all day than minding everyone else's business.
Meredith closed her eyes for a second before George really, really interrupted her with his mind playing.
"But if you're pregnant, then, who is the father?"
"Oh, quick thinking George. Of course there has to be a father. You know, it takes two to-" Izzie didn't finished that sentence before realizing what was coming out of her high-speed mouth. "Who is the father?"
Meredith bit her lower lip. "Ehm, eh... The only one I have had unprotected sex with was with my last boyfriend."
"Excuse me, but I'm still here!" George alarmed for a second time.
"Shut up or get out!" Both Meredith and Izzie shouted in unison.
George did as his not so friendly at the time-roommates said.
"The only one I have had unprotected sex with was with my last boyfriend." Meredith repeated.
Izzie gave out a laugh.
"What!?" she exclaimed dumbfounded. "What's so funny?"
"That's what you call them? Boyfriends?" Izzie said and smiled mischievously. "Seriously Meredith, I can't even count them on my both hands. Seriously? Boyfriends?"
Meredith sighed. "You never think before you talk do you!?"
"Oh!" Izzie said as the light of revelation suddenly struck her. "Holy crap!"
"What!?" George asked in panic. "What!?"
"Finally some understanding Izzie!" Meredith said and stroke a strand of mousy-blonde her out of her face.
"Oh, holy crap." Izzie looked up at the ceiling. "I'm sorry god but; holy fuck!"
"WHAT!?" George screamed, tired of being let out of his best friends conversation. "WHAT!?"
"McDreamy." Izzie said and nodded, having her eyes fixed on Meredith.
George swallowed when he heard the answer, choking on his own tongue. "McWho!?"
"Yeah George; McDreamy..."
A/N: So what did you think? Good, Bad? Well I've got more chapters for you if you like it, about 10 finished and some more not entirely finished, but that won't be enough... Well please review, so I know if I should continue to upload!