Meredith woke from her slumber as the morning sun light crept through the curtains, her and Dereks naked bodies wrapped around each other. She rolled over to avoid the sunlight hiding her face in Dereks neck. Derek started to stir as he felt her breath on his neck. He gently lay down and kissed her on the head.

'Morning' she mumbled while keeping her eyes tightly shut.

'Did you sleep well Miss Grey?'

'When I finally fell asleep I did, it was weird this strange man let himself into my house then proceeds to keep me up all night.' She giggled as she spoke, then lifted up her head, smiled at him and lent into to kiss him on the lips, before she reached his lips a strong unpleasant smell met Meredith's nose and she pulled away quickly.

'What the hell is that smell?'

'Oh sorry, shall I go and brush my teeth?' Derek sniggered as he pulled himself out of bed.

'No its not that it smells like its coming from downstairs, I cant stand it Izzie must be cooking.' Meredith pulled a face and held her stomach as the smell continued to waft into the room from downstairs.

'Mer, I think its just coffee, are you alright?' Derek watched as Meredith's face gradually got paler and paler, she eventually jumped up and ran into the bathroom and slammed the door behind her.

Derek jumped up and walked towards the bathroom door. He could hear the sound of sick hitting the toilet bowl. He gently tapped on the door. 'Mer…Meredith do you need me to get you anything?'

He waited a few seconds for a reply, but when he heard nothing he gently pushed the door open. Meredith was sat on the bathroom floor, leaning her head against the toilet, she looked completely exhausted. She tried to smile to offer him some reassurance but she just couldn't. Instead she muttered quietly. 'I'm okay.'

Derek walked towards placed a kiss on her head and then sat down next to her. 'Are you sure because you don't look well?…you look beautiful but not okay and you said you felt ill yesterday.' Derek spoke softly with kindness and compassion in his voice, while he rubbed her back in an attempt to comfort her.

'I told you I am just tired and we didn't exactly get a lot of sleep last night did we? Not that I am complaining.' She once again tried to smile to give him some reassurance.

'Meredith you look more than tired to me, maybe you should take the day off catch up on your sleep, see if you feel any better.' Derek tried to lightly suggest knowing full well that she would not like the idea following all the time she has had to take off recently.

'I'm fine I feel better already, don't worry, I will just have an early night tonight, why don't you go and make me some toast and I will see you downstairs in a minute.' Derek simply raised his eyebrow at this suggestion before getting up and heading downstairs to make some toast, leaving Meredith sat on the bathroom floor.

Derek walked into the kitchen to find Izzie sat at the table sipping her coffee and reading the paper, she tilted her head up and looked at Derek. 'Hey, Meredith not up yet?'

'She's up, she just isn't very well, the smell of your coffee resulted in a mad dash to the bathroom this morning, so I am just making some toast to try and settle her stomach.'

Izzie looked up again and started giggling quietly, Derek looked at her and frowned. 'What?' He said in a slightly irritated manner.

Izzie managed to stifle the giggles for a second. 'She's not pregnant is she? I mean the way you to go at it I wouldn't be surprised.'

Derek had no response to this, it had honestly not even crossed his mind, I mean she couldn't be they were careful nearly always, she was on the pill. He continued to busy himself making Meredith's toast while Izzie continued to read the paper quietly, sensing the shock on Derek's face sensing this was probably something best left till later to badger Meredith about.