Chapter 3

"So you told Dr. Shepherd you're having his baby and he just…"

"He just said okay," said Meredith. "Then he said goodnight and that's it…"

"That's weird," said Lexie. She and Meredith had gone for a walk that morning before rounds, it was sort of their thing now. Ever since Meredith had confided in her that she was pregnant, Lexie had finally felt like she could be herself around her, she wasn't constantly wanting Meredith to like her, she didn't feel she had to pretend to be someone else.

"That's Derek," said Meredith. "He broods, it's what he does."

"What do you think he's going to do?"

"The right thing," Meredith shrugged.

"Propose?"

"I said the right thing not the stupid thing," said Meredith flatly. "He'll give me some grand speech about being there for me and the baby, he's good at those."

"Are you two getting back together?"

"No."

"He really hurt you this time, didn't he?"

"Yes," said Meredith simply. "All I want to do is forget about the past and focus on the future."

"You really surprised me with this, you know," said Lexie as they walked towards the hospital. "I would have thought you would freak out completely and you know…avoid."

"I did," Meredith admitted. "I'm twelve weeks pregnant and I've only been happy and together about it for what…two weeks? Trust me I avoided, I freaked out but it's time to grow up now."

"For what it's worth I'm proud of you," said Lexie.

"Thanks," said Meredith. "Coffee?"

"None for you," said Lexie sternly. "Decaff only."

"Then what's the point?" huffed Meredith. "How can I get through a ten hour shift with no caffeine?"

"I have an idea, wait here," said Lexie heading back out of the hospital.

"We have rounds in fourteen minutes," Meredith called after her.

"I'll be back in three," Lexie called back.

"Well if it isn't my favourite knocked up Dirty Ex Mistress?" said Mark who had just passed Lexie on her way out.

"Dr. Sloan," groaned Meredith.

"So how are you and my future godchild?"

"I'm fine," said Meredith. "Godchild? Seriously!"

"I don't see why not, I would make a fantastic role model to mini Shep," said Mark seemingly ignorant as to why Meredith would object.

"Yeah I can just picture it now, my child's first sentence will be; Remember no glove, no love," said Meredith.

"Good reminder for you two then," said Mark. "Or was this planned?"

"Shut up, you know it wasn't," said Meredith.

"Shut up? Shut up? Did you just tell me to shut up?"

"Yes, you're annoying me now," said Meredith. "You're hassling a pregnant woman, who can't have coffee. I hope you feel good about yourself."

"I always feel good about myself," smirked Mark. "See you Grey."

"Later Sloan."

"Here," gasped Lexie handing Meredith a slushi. "Try this instead of coffee."

"It's pink," said Meredith cautiously. "What the hell is it?"

"It's a slushi full of ice and sugar," said Lexie. "It should give you a bit of kick instead of coffee…I got you strawberry."

"Thanks," said Meredith, feeling it would be rude to just tip it into the nearest bin, so she took a drink. It wasn't half bad, at least it was cold enough to keep her from falling asleep.

"Meredith I have to talk to you," said Derek when he spotted Meredith at the nurses station after rounds.

"Not now," said Meredith breathing deeply. She hadn't had any sort of morning sickness in the last twelve weeks but today she was nauseas, unbelievably nauseas. Wasn't that just typical, she was nauseas the day everyone found out she was pregnant? Now she would be known as that pregnant girl who couldn't keep food down.

"You have to talk to me," hissed Derek annoyed that she was avoiding again.

"We could have talked last night," she couldn't help but snipe at him.

"Are you alright?" asked Derek noticing how pale she looked.

"I'm fine."

"You don't look fine," said Derek.

Meredith couldn't help but remember the last time she was feeling sick at the hospital, when she appendicitis. He had said she didn't look fine then, the difference was he was McDreamy back then so he had added that she looked beautiful but not fine…now he was McAss and she was surprised he didn't tell her to pull herself together.

It was then Meredith couldn't fight it anymore, she pushed Derek out of the way and threw up in a nearby trash bucket.

"Congratulations, you now make me physically sick," Meredith muttered as she headed back to the locker room to tidy herself up, and probably throw up again.

"Mer…"

"Stay away from me," she called back to him. "You make me nauseas."

"Ouch that was harsh," said Mark to Derek.

"Yeah…probably just you know…hormones and morning sickness," said Derek. "I'll talk to her later."

"Sure," laughed Mark. "Hormones? And they say I'm clueless."