"Addie!" Meredith jumped up and hugged her friend. Addison was like the big sister she never had. They met through Ellis, of course. "You're an resident now?"
"Yeah, loser. Second year," She laughed. "and now I know who the consult's for," she laughed, lifting up Meredith's sweatshirt.
"Thanks Addie, but I don't need one. I have my own OB/GYN in Hanover," Meredith explained.
"Meredith, get a consult from Addison," Ellis instructed. "Mark you go with them and come back when you're finished."
The three slipped out of the office as fast as they could. "Oh, Addie, this is my boyfriend, Mark. Mark this is Addison."
"Well, Congratulations," Addison smiled as they walked into an exam room. "How old are you, Meredith?" She rolled her eyes in a friendly matter.
"Shut up," she laughed and laid on the exam table, after taking off her sweatshirt. "I'm happy so that's good enough."
"Happy at eighteen? That's rare," She smiled and put some gel onto Meredith's stomach. "So, Mark, what are you majoring in?"
"I'm pre-med at the moment, and going to Med school in August." He smiled.
"I approve," Addison smiled.
"You would approve anyone that wants to be a doctor," Meredith rolled her eyes. "Or that is scared of my mother."
"Was it that obvious?" Mark laughed, walking towards the two, so he could be next to Meredith.
"Just a bit," Meredith smiled. Addison finished the exam and let Meredith wipe her stomach clean. "So?"
"Well," she sighed. "There's only one thing I'm worried about. You have something call Placenta Privia."
"Wait, What's that?" Mark asked her.
"It mean that the placenta is in front of baby in the uterus. So, when you give birth, the placenta would come before the baby. Obviously, that's not right. Naturally, when the uterus stretches, it may move the placenta out of the way. If not, you're going to need a C-Section."
"A C-Section?" Meredith groaned. "That was the one thing I was avoiding. But, there is a chance it will stretch out of the way?"
"Yeah," She nodded as her pager started to go off. "I have to go, but everything looks good. I have off tomorrow, so the three of us should hang out."
"Call me when you get off of work. Thank you," Meredith smiled as she sat up. "I don't want a c-section, Mark."
"Maybe you wont need it; remember you still have a few months to go." Mark handed Meredith her sweatshirt.
"I don't need it, it's actually nice out." Meredith told him. "So, ready to go face my parents again?"
"Oh yeah," He laughed as Meredith's phone started to ring. After a short conversation, she hug up. "Who was that?"
"My mom," she breathed out a sigh of relief. "They got called into a emergency surgery and said to go home."
"Good thing?"
"This is a very good thing," she laughed as they started to walk outside. "I have an idea. Follow me, I'm hungry."
"We're not going to the cafeteria are we?" He asked, but Meredith shook her head and grabbed his hand. "Then where?"
"Across the street," she smiled as they crossed the hospital parking lot. "To the Emerald City."
"A bar? We're going to a bar? Okay, one, your pregnant and can't drink. Secondly, your not even legally allowed to drink."
"I know," she shrugged as Mark opened the door. "Joe!" she yelled when she walked inside; not caring about getting stares from the other people in there.
"Meredith?" he turned around. "How have you been?" Meredith gave him a hug and they walked over to the bar with Mark in tow.
"Good," she nodded. "This is my boyfriend, Mark. Mark, this is my old baby sitter, Joe."
"Nice to meet you," Mark smiled and held out his hand. Joe shook it and leaned against his bar.
"So, chocolate chip pancakes?" Joe asked them.
"Yes!" she laughed. "And one of those milkshakes you made me when I was younger." She turned to Mark. "Get pancakes; they're amazing."
"I'll get some pancakes too then," Mark laughed as Joe nodded and went into a room behind the bar. "So, I'm guessing this is a hospital hangout?"
"What makes you say that?" Meredith asked, even though he was completely on target.
"Well, it's across from a hospital for one," He pointed out. "And, someone in scrubs came in here, slapped that guy and ran out."
"It's the drama of Seattle Grace," Joe explained as he came back outside with Meredith's milkshake. "I happens more than you'd expect. Mark, you want something to drink?"
"Just a water, thanks." He laughed.
