I know I've been awful updating, but here's the new chapter. I was really surprised that I got just half as many reviews as for the other chapters and that kind of made me stop writing. Anyway here is the new chapter. Please Read and Review.
Think About It
Derek opened the door to Meredith's room revealing the bed that she was supposed to lie in. Instead of finding his wife sleeping peacefully he saw Zola on the big hospital bed. Derek immediately got worried. Him thoughts drifted to where Meredith could be and what could have happened to her. He walked further in the room and softly kissed Zola's forehead before looking around the hospital room. Due to the diagnosis Meredith got earlier that day he was not just worried about his wife but also about her physical state. She could lie somewhere not being able to move or breathe and no one would find her until it was too late. On that thought Derek's stomach crunched and he nearly threw up right on the floor of the room. Just the thought of losing Meredith, his wife and mother to his child was too much to bear for him. It made a chill run down his spine and cursed goose bumps all over his body. He walked through the room looking more closely to everything when he suddenly heard a choking noise in the bathroom which was connected to the room. He turned around to see light come from under the door and immediately ran over to it. Derek slowly opened the door knowing that the bathroom was really small and nothing compared to the one in Meredith's house. He entered and saw Meredith hovering over the toilet bowl hurling. He instantly knelt down next to her to hold her hair back rubbing comforting circles on her back. "I hate that you're so sick." He whispered not knowing that it was loud enough for her to hear him.
"What do you think, that I like being sick and going through everything I ate twice?" she answered both mad and faintly after another round of throwing up. She turned a bit and leaned against the wall next to the toilet. Just as she wanted to add something she felt sick all over again. She tried to make it to the bowl in time but couldn't hold it until she was over it. So she just threw up all over the floor. "I'm sorry." She whispered before lying back in Derek's arms.
Derek again rubbed circles on her back as she lay back and before any of them knew he swept her up in his arms carrying her back to her bed. He lay her down softly trying not to wake up the baby in bed before getting a trash can right next to the bed. Meredith took Zola and lay her down in her chest. She moved to one side of the bed and motioned Derek to lie down next to her which he did. "You don't have to be sorry for anything, Mer." He whispered in her ear while stroking Zola's little back. The baby reacted to his touch by moving a little but didn't wake up. "I just wish I could make it easier for you." Derek added sadly.
Meredith looked up at her husband and smiled, but the smile didn't reach her eyes. "You can't." she just said as she snuggled up to him, closing her eyes. She breathed in his scent and felt really comfortable even lying in a hospital bed. Meredith's mind was full of things and she couldn't keep her mind off the future. She held Derek close to herself so she could feel his body. All she wanted was remembering every inch of his body.
As Meredith rested her head on Derek's shoulder he breathed in her sweet scent, wondering how long he was able to smell it. Even if she'd survive having leukemia she wouldn't have any hair at all. It didn't bother Derek as long as he still had his love of his life with him, but still her hair was something that called his attention in Joe's bar. Not just her hair, but the way it lay on her shoulders which were covered by a black dress that fit her body and curves perfectly. That night in the bar was something he'd never forget. Even with all the crap they've been through afterwards. They came out of it stronger and with a family. A family. They wanted to have a baby and now they finally had Zola and everything was supposed to finally be fine. Finally they were a family and all could be ruined by one fateful disease and Derek wasn't one to give up. He sent out a prayer to make everything okay and hoped that they would also come out of that like they came through the rest. He didn't care about the bumps and bruises they might get on the way. All that mattered was Meredith and him being together with their little girl. Zola. The child they always wanted was still too small to remember Meredith later on if she died. All she'd remember was growing up without a mother or with a sick mother for that matter. Derek immediately felt awful for the tiny person who lay sound asleep on her mother's chest. He looked down at her and noticed that Meredith had fallen asleep, too. "I love you" Derek whispered as he kissed Meredith's head before drifting off in an uncomfortable sleep.
The next morning Meredith was woken up by little Zola crying at the top of her lungs. She assumed that she needed something to eat and a new diaper as she smelled the stink out of her diaper. Meredith slowly got up trying not to wake up Derek although she knew that it would be a matter of time until he was awake, too. After all Derek used to be a light sleeper and a surgeon. "Go back to sleep." She whispered in his ear as he started to stir but it didn't help and he was up. "I'm sorry, Zola started to cry in need for a diaper and some formula and I didn't want to wake you." Meredith went over to the bathroom where she changed Zola's diaper. It already became natural to her so she was quick dong it. The cries of the infant went down to a whimper and topped as Meredith gave her the bottle of formula.
Right as Meredith was done feeding her baby and lying back down Dr. Bailey entered the room, followed by Cristina and Alex. They all had serious looks on their faces. Derek was the first to notice and asked what was going on. "We lost a patient due to some idiot at the lab. They let an intern do the tests without supervising him. We told her and her husband that she would just be anemic and now she's dead. We have to wait for the autopsy to know what was going on with her." Bailey was the one to explain.
"But what does that have to do with Mer?" Derek asked. "You guys look like her condition was worse than we expected. Did no one tell you to keep your face under control?" He was now getting pissed at the fact that they looked like someone would die that day. His body stiffened and he got up from the bed leaving Meredith and Zola alone in it.
"No, it's nothing bad. It's just that we need to draw and test the blood of every patient again and that's a damn lot to do. The Chief is pissed at that flaw and we're the one who got the task. No surgeries, unless they are emergency, until we drew the blood from everyone." Alex explained trying to look a little happier.
"Think about it, Mer. That could mean that nothing is wrong with you in the first place." Cristina was the one who lightened the mood in that room. The other half of the twisted sisters was the one to make that day better.
"We just need to draw some more blood from you, Grey." Bailey went back to their task and drew her blood before they all went out of the room again.
Tell me what you think and what should be wrong with Meredith. I really need your help here because I don't know if she should be sick or just fine ;)
