October 21st 2006: Meredith Grey was very aware that when she had a bad feeling about something to listen to it. She knew what she had done was wrong, before it was even over. Now she was paying for it. This was her karma. There was no way she could escape karma this time. She couldn't run away from this mistake. NO this time she had to deal with the consequence. She just didn't think that it would be this serious. Now her sentence had been served, and she was staring it in the face.

Boy had she screwed up. It had been a hectic day, heck it had been a hectic year. Nothing had gone right. She hadn't been prepared for anything that was thrown her way. She hadn't planned ahead. She was screwing up royally. She couldn't seem to do anything right. Why did this sort of stuff always have to happen to her? It wasn't her fault she made such bad choices. She couldn't quite understand how bad choices always had to have consequences. It was unfair. Now she had something else she could screw up. Life wasn't working out at all the way she had planned. Life had almost been something of the past. Meredith was lying in a hospital bed unconscious. Christina, was sitting next to her trying to keep her composure. It was difficult though, Meredith nearly died. Christina was a good friend. Just as Christina looks up she sees Meredith's eyes open.

"Meredith?" Christina says in a shaky voice.
"What happened?" Meredith asks.
"You don't remember?"
"The last thing I remember is being in the elevator,"
"Meredith that was close to 2 hours ago,"
Meredith takes a deep breath as she places her hand on her stomach. She gasps, and starts to hyperventilate.
"Meredith calm down. Everything is ok," Christina instructs.
"But..."
"Calm down,"
"I..."
"Meredith look..." Christina points beside her.
"Is..."
"He's fine."
Flashback:
Christina, and Meredith are in the elevator on the way to check on their patients. Meredith is leaning against the wall of the elevator when she winces. Christina looks at her as Meredith says, "It's too early," then she passes out.
End of flashback
"Are you sure?" Meredith asks as her eyes darken with worry.
"Yeah,"
"But..."
"Here," Christina sighs as she places the tiny bundle wrapped inside a blue blanket in Meredith's arms.
Silence falls over the room. Neither of the women says a word for minutes. Meredith just stares at the bundle in her arms. She then decides to relieve the silence.
"I guess I know who looks like," Meredith mutters.
"Yeah," Christina agrees.
Meredith stares at the tiny baby. His face is so angelic. He has a little blue cap on that somewhat hides his curly brown hair. His eyes are closed, and his arms folded across his chest.
"Christina do they know?"
"No," Christina reassures her.
"Thank you," Meredith whispers.
"Uh huh..."
"Christina what happened?" Meredith asks again.
"You passed out in the elevator," Christina confesses.
"Oh..."
"Meredith why didn't you say anything earlier today?" Christina questions.
"I don't know," Meredith admits.
"You scared us,"
"Us?"
"Yeah, when the elevator Doctor Montgomery Shepard was standing there."
"Christina what did I do wrong? Am I just a bad person?"
"What are you talking about Meredith?"
"It's my fault..."
"No it's not Meredith,"
"But why?"
"You were just stressed, it isn't your fault," Christina tries to console her
"I can't do this. I'm not one of those people. This is not what was supposed to happen," Meredith rants.
"Meredith get a hold of yourself. It doesn't matter why it happened, or how it happened it did and now you have to deal with it,"
"I have a baby..." Meredith cries.
"Yeah and you're waking him up,"
"I don't want to be someone's mom. I'll just screw him up. Why did I think I could do this? I can't do this. Especially under the circumstances,"
"Meredith you're the one who wanted to do this. Remember?"
"Yeah, but I'm a mess. What was I thinking?"
"You were thinking that it wasn't his fault. You told me that. You said that you couldn't punish him because he had no control over it,"
"But I..."
"Meredith you're not the center of attention anymore. You have someone else depending on you now,"
"I know,"
The baby starts to whimper. Meredith immediately snaps out of it, and turns her attention to the little boy. "Shh!"
Meredith soothes.
"He's so tiny and helpless," Meredith continues.
"Meredith he may be tiny and helpless, but you're doing fine,"
"How big is he?"
"5 lbs 1 oz,"
"I can't do this,"
"Meredith you have to,"
"I can't."
"Yes you can,"
The baby starts to cry. Meredith looks at him. She pulls him closer to her heart and then turns to Christina.
"He's hungry ,"
"Ok, do you want me to go get a bottle?"
"No can you just hand me a blanket?"
"Sure,"
"Meredith what are you doing?" Christina asks as Meredith drapes the blanket over her and the baby.
"What does it look like I'm doing?"
"Meredith I don't understand why you're so worried about this? It looks like you're a natural,"
"Christina, I just don't know how I'm supposed to do this by myself. I mean George doesn't even know,"
"You don't know that,"
"It doesn't matter if he does or not, I just wish I hadn't been so stupid. Who am I to drag an innocent life into the mess I call my life?"
"Meredith we all make choices in our lives, some are good, and some are bad. Sometimes we have difficulty seeing the good ones when we've had to deal with so many bad ones."
"What are you saying?"
"Meredith this is a good one,"
"How can you know that?"
"I don't know I just do,"
"I screwed up..."
"No you didn't," Christina reassures her.
"I have a baby..." Is all Meredith says.
"A healthy baby. He may be early, but he's perfectly healthy,"
Meredith takes off the blanket.
"Hey!" Christina shrieks as she quickly turns the other way.
"I'm done,"
"Good,"
Meredith just stares at the little boy. He opens his eyes for a second and looks at his mother. As Meredith holds him he places his tiny little fist over her heart. He was such an adorable baby. He looked like a baby doll though. He was tiny but a head full of dark curly hair. When Meredith looked at him the entire world seem to stop. Christina slips out as Meredith stares at her baby. The room is completely silent except for the sound of the baby breathing. As Meredith stares at her newly born baby boy nothing else seems important. Meredith pulls the baby closer to her. She kisses his forehead, and then continues to marvel at him.

A/N: I hope you R+R. I would also like some name suggestions. I was thinking about the name Ireland, but I the more I thought about it the more girly it sounded. So voice your opinion, please.