A few weeks later...
She sat in the waiting room picking at her fingers, waiting for the doctor to call her name. She wasn't sure why she was even here. She knew the truth. The reason she had been feeling this way. She couldn't deny it any longer. He was gone and here she was. Alone. Scared. Clinging to any last hope that he was still with her. Her thoughts were interrupted by the nurse calling her name, (Shepherd, Meredith? Her head snapped up. Was she crazy? Crazy for using his last name? Crazy for still being so hung up on him after he broke her and left the way he did? Of course she was crazy. Crazy in love with the only man who truly knew who she was inside.
(Have you ever been to Mercy West, Mrs. Shepherd? the nurse asked sweetly. Meredith shook her head. (What symptoms have you been experiencing lately?
Moment of truth. Meredith cleared her dry throat and began to speak, (Nausea, dizziness, restlessness, you know, she fumbled with her hands as the words spilled out of her mouth.
The nurse nodded, (And have you thought about the possibility of you being pregnant? The question was simple enough. Meredith hesitated. Was it possible? Seriously and truly possible? The last time they had been together well, was perfect. More than perfect actually. Well, until he told her he was done. Done breathing for her. Basically, he was done fighting for her. Tears welled up in her eyes as she looked up at the nurse and nodded.
The nurse smiled, (Have you taken a home test Mrs. Shepherd? Meredith shook her head. Truth was, she didnt know if she could handle it alone. The nurse smiled and said, (Well, lets find out then, shall we? This was it. The moment of truth. Meredith tried not to show her fear as she took the plastic cup out of the nurses hand and walked toward the bathroom, silently praying for a miracle.