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Chapter 7

Before they knew it, everyone at Grey-Sloan knew about the upcoming MerDer baby. In a way, Meredith was glad that everyone knew because now Maggie could go talk to someone else about the baby rather than herself. Even though they knew everything was going well so far, Meredith couldn't help but think something bad was going to happen because she had one of those feelings she never liked. They always led to something bad.

Derek had left for work about thirty minutes ago and had taken the kids with him. Meredith couldn't settle down with this newly developed feeling, so she called the person who had filled Cristina's place.

"I have a feeling," she spoke before Alex could answer the phone with a greeting.

"Is it bazooka day feeling, or Derek is missing feeling?"

"I don't know. I don't feel like I'm going to die today, so that's good, right?"

She could practically hear Alex shrug over the phone. "I guess. Look, you have your appointment today, so relax. Get ready, come to the hospital and you will see that everything is fine, and there is no reason for your feeling."

"You're no help," Meredith said before she hung up the phone and followed Alex's orders. He was right; as soon as she saw that her baby was okay, the feeling would pass. No one was going to die today, no one was going to go missing after a massive car accident, everything was going to be fine.

When Meredith had arrived at the hospital, she had met Derek outside of the day care so she could see her children for the first time that day. She had walked unto Derek and was able to hear the end of his phone call.

"Yes, thank you for letting me know. I will be there as soon as possible."

Meredith scrunched her eyebrows together before asking Derek what the call was about.

"That was a call from one of my old bosses back in D.C. There are a few things I need to finish up in person, and I have to pack up the rest of the apartment—what little there is in there anyway. So I'll probably head out tonight and be back by mid-week."

Meredith crossed her arms over her chest. "No. You are not going back out there, Derek."

She could see the anger in his eyes. "And why the hell not?"

"The last time you were supposed to go out there, you could have died. Your car was so messed up that you would have died had you been anywhere else in that damn thing. So, no. You're not going out there. Not by yourself."

Derek shot her an angry look before replying. "You don't get to tell me what to do. You told me to take the job, I took it. You said you didn't want to leave Seattle, and you didn't…I had to go by myself. You just want everything to go the way you want it. Well that's not happening this time, Meredith. I am going to D.C, and you are going to stay here because I sure as hell won't let you get on a plane being as pregnant as you are!"

Meredith just stared at Derek. This was the feeling she had earlier; this was it, Derek was leaving again…even if he said he would be back in less than a week, he was still leaving. She was almost five months pregnant, and he was leaving her on her own with two kids. Knowing that her uterus was hostile, that she could miscarry at any time and he was still leaving. "We have to go up to OB. My appointment is in fifteen minutes," Meredith told him in a low, cold tone.


In the OB exam room, the air was full of tension. Meredith sat on the table while Derek sat on an empty chair as they waited for Doctor Ryan to enter the room. The couple was silence, which was unusual when they were at appointments seeing as they were always talking about their new baby. Meredith didn't like the environment she was in at the moment, it was stressing her out and she knew stress wasn't good for the baby. Before she could think any other thoughts, the door had opened and Doctor Ryan had walked in.

To her surprise, her blood pressure was right on track, seeing as how Meredith assumed it would be high from the recent encounter with Derek. After Doctor Ryan had taken note of Meredith's vitals, she began the ultrasound.

"Are we finding out the baby's sex today?" Doctor Ryan asked.

"Yes, we are," Meredith and Derek answered at the same time. Derek had stayed put in his chair where he could still see the monitor, but normally, he stood next to Meredith and held her hand. D.C really messed them up.

A few moments later, Doctor Ryan's face grew into confusion as she studied the monitor. Seeing the monitor for herself once taking note of Ryan's face, she slightly sat up and pulled the machine closer to her.

Okay, so maybe that was half of her feeling of the day mixed with word of Derek's decision. Of course this would be just her luck.

"Derek, I swear we are done having kids."

Ryan continued the exam after Meredith had leaned back from were she was laying. "So, Baby A is a girl, and Baby B looks like a boy." Meredith was still in shock, but a small smile was on her face, meanwhile Derek had a huge grin taking over what was recently a scowl.

When they were finished with the exam, Meredith had changed into her scrubs. "So, I am off at eight. You can leave the kids here and I'll pick them up when I'm done. I can stop for some dinner on the way home, we'll enjoy a family night?" This was her way of offering peace between the two of them.

"Sounds great."

Meredith had changed back into her street clothes before she went and picked up her two children from day care. As they walked the hospital hallways, Zola was talking about her day while Bailey was beginning to fall asleep from where he rested in Meredith's arms.

"Okay, Zo. I told Daddy I'd pick up dinner. What do you think we should have."

Knowing her brother was asleep, Zola leaned up from her carseat, closer to the driver's seat. "Pizza, Mama. It's been a long time since we had that."

Meredith smiled at her daughter even though they had just had pizza last week at Alex's house. "Pizza it is."

A feeling of dread ran through Meredith when she reached home. Derek's car wasn't parked where it should be. All the lights were off. Nothing was going on near the trailer where Owen Hunt had still lived. Where the hell was Derek? She didn't need to ask that question though. Meredith had lived this encounter before. He left. They had an argument and he left. Packed a bag, hopped on a plane to D.C and won't be home for a few days. Just what she wanted on the day that they had discovered two very important things about their baby—babies, something she wanted to celebrate as a family.

It was just so…Derek.

Please don't hate me. I promise I will fix everything soon. And I know it's short, but I'm going to make the next one longer, so it might take 2 days for me to update.