Authors Note: Please take a look at the first bit of a new story I'm working on. I have a decent idea where I'd like to go with it, but I'm still working a few things out, so please let me know what you think so far. I know it's short, but if you like it, I'll update soon. Thanks!
By the way, in case you're wondering, I, unfortunately, do not own Grey's Anatomy.
Derek glanced at his watch as he rushed into the exam room. "Shit," he muttered to himself. "Twenty minutes late." He had been called into emergency surgery before lunch and it had taken him much longer than he expected.
"There goes my father of the year award," he joked, leaning down to kiss his wife's forehead. Meredith just sighed and smiled and lay back on the bed. Derek could tell she was exhausted and made a mental note to talk to the Chief about when she could start cutting back on her hours.
"No worries, Derek," Addison said as she stood up from her chair in the corner. "We waited for you." Derek nodded his acknowledgement to the neonatal specialist. Although his former and current wives had come to be very good friends, he still felt a little uncomfortable when the two were together.
"I had a trauma victim," he explained as Addison got the ultrasound equipment ready. "Pretty bad car crash, I guess. I heard the pit was packed."
Derek watched his wife's face light up as the fuzzy picture appeared on the screen. After all they went through with the fertility counseling, specialists, and treatments, Meredith was delighted to have finally gotten pregnant. Even in the rough first few months, Meredith was completely unable to wipe the grin off her face. She never used to think of herself as the mommy sort, but now that they had been married more than two years and she had nearly completed her residency, it was time. And she couldn't be happier.
Neither could I, Derek thought, squinting to focus in on the picture. He couldn't help but feel a little jealous sometimes that Meredith had already spent four months with their son or daughter before he had any chance to get to know the baby. But just seeing the picture brought him so much closer. Knowing that the tiny form on the screen would someday grow into his little boy or girl, someone who would depend on him and look up to him, and grow up to maybe make a difference made him feel as though he were on top of the world.
"This," Addison's voice intruded, "is your baby." Derek met Meredith's eyes and couldn't help but match her smile. Their child was right there on the screen, they could hear its little fluttering heartbeat. It was so real, so fantastic, so special because it was their baby, the baby that was a result of their love.
Derek first noticed the bewildered look on his wife's face, then followed her eyes to those of the obstetrician. "Holy…" Addison whispered.
