The day seemed to replay over and over in her head.

She groaned as she walked out of the bathroom. She wiped her mouth and sunk down into her bed as tear rolled down her cheeks. There was a quiet knock at the door. She didn't answer. She didn't have the strength. The door slowly opened and Alex walked in. His boxers were hanging low on his hips and he squinted to see. The bed side light was on and he was not ready to face the light.

"Mere? Are you okay?" He said in a tired voice. He knew she wasn't okay. She hadn't been okay since the day Mark left Seattle. Meredith was quick to wipe her tears and look at him.

"Yeah," Was all she could get out. He walked in and sat beside her on the bed.

"Are you feeling sick?" He asked noticing her appearance was… sick looking. He touched her head but she jerked away.

"I'm fine, Alex," She said quickly. "Go back to bed."

"Meredith, I heard you throwing up. I know you're not okay."

"I'm fine," She said more harshly this time. "Go back to bed!"

"Okay, okay," He said and walked to the door. The door shut behind him and she just let go and broke down into sobs. She pulled her knees up to her chest as she laid on her side.

The alarm went off, pulling her from the restless sleep that she had been having for two weeks now… ever since he left. She got up and showered, after she emptied the contents of her stomach in the toilet. Then she and Alex headed to work.

"Twice?" Alex said glance at her.

"I'm fine, Alex. Stop worrying about me," She didn't remove her eyes from the road.

"I'm your friend. I have to worry about you."

"I like Evil Spawn better"

"I'm still Evil Spawn, Baby." He gave her a cocky smile and she rolled her eyes as they pulled into Seattle Grace's parking lot. They walked in silence to the locker room.

"I'm giving you a blood test," Alex said. "Don't pretend that you haven't been throwing up most of the week."

"No, Alex, I'm not doing a blood test," She stormed out to meet up with her other friends.

Later that day…

Meredith walked down the hall trying to keep her mind off the FORCED blood test Alex gave her. It had been nearly an hour and she knew they would be done soon. She knew it was just the flu but she couldn't shake this feeling that something else was up. Her pager went off scaring the sit out of her. She dropped the three charts she was holding to the floor. She bent down and picked them up before looking to see who was paging her. It was Alex. The moment of truth had come. She hurried off to room 4829 that she was paged to.

"So I have the flu?" She said as she pushed the door shut. Alex didn't say anything at first. She looked at him oddly. "What?"

"Mere…" He touched her arm. "You're pregnant."

She opened her eyes and looked out on the body of water in front of her. She squeezed the metal rail tightly in her hands as she started to sob. Her legs gave out and she fell to the ground.

It was only about a half an hour before headlights shined her way. She didn't look up, barely even noticing that a car had pulled up. Alex got out of the car and grabbed an umbrella and ran out.