Meredith's POV
Flashback
"Meredith, you can do it, just push!" said the doctor calmly. I screamed louder then I've ever screamed before in my life. "You're doing good, just a little bit harder now. I can even see the head! Full of beautiful blonde hair." I gave it one last push hoping it would be over. The next thing I know, the nurses were holding my baby up to my eyes. I adored my baby girl, I would name her Julia, but I knew I wouldn't be able to support her because I was only sixteen years old. I would call the adoption agency in the morning.
End of Flashback
That was a day I could never forget. The day that Julia was born. I always think about her and wonder if she's happy. I know that whoever adopted her loved her very much, but so did I. She was my daughter, how could I not. When she was born, she looked exactly like me. I could never forget her beautiful hazel eyes, and now there they were in front of me. "Oh my god" I mutter. Then, a tall leggy red-head walks in, holding my baby's hand. All of a sudden I hear Julia exclaim "Daddy!" and come running towards Derek. She hugs him and he hugs her back. "What?" I say totally confused. Then the red-head walks up and says "Hi, my name is Addison Shepherd, and you must be the woman that's screwing my husband."
The word husband made me feel like I was gonna throw up. And I did. Right on Addison's black Gucci skirt. I was so embarrassed. "I-I'm So-orry!" I stuttered nervously. Then I sprinted to the on call room, and started to bawl. I find out that my boyfriend is married, and see my daughter in the first time in 10 years! That's pretty damn traumatic. Then a minute later, Derek bursts in and says, "Meredith, I'm so sorry I didn't tell you, I was going to tonight." "You know, when you should of told me? The night I met you at the bar!" I screamed angrily. "I know how you feel, and I'm sorry." He said. "No! You don't! If you did know how I felt, you would know that I'm this close to beating you to a pulp with my tiny ineffectual fists!" I screeched again. I calmed down after a couple of minutes and I finally asked, "What is your daughters name?" "Julia," he replied, "Her biological mother named her that, but I adopted her before I married Addison, so legally she's MY daughter. But she hates Addison, she just has absolutely nothing in nwith her, I feel so bad leaving Julia with her." "Then why did you?" I asked annoyed. "Why do you even care?" he asked "Cause she's my freakin daughter!" Then I run out before he can say a word.