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There is this big thing that is going to happen...I don't know whether I want it in this chapter or the next. You'll know when its happening...probably in the next, so yeah. Thanks for sticking with me! Keep reviewing...!
"Wow," Izzie panted, sitting up in bed sweating, looking over at an equally sweaty Mark, "That was..."
"Amazing," he answered, throwing off the covers and sitting up next to Izzie. It had been almost a month since Izzie had decided that she had a thing for Mark. It had gradually moved from flirting, to a few lunch dates, to some dates at Joes, and finally a trip to Izzie's bed. It was a surprise to everyone that Mark had been able to hold off for as long as he had, but he did it for Izzie. They had both felt a special connection from the moment they had started talking in the kitchen.
"I think you should spend the night more often," Izzie smiled, kissing Mark on the cheek. It hadn't quite been made official yet that the two were in a relationship, but it was blatantly obvious.
Before either of the two knew it, the door to Izzie's room was opening. No knocking, just opening.
"Izzie I -" Meredith froze, awkwardly staring at Izzie and Mark who were both stark naked, "I...sorry, I just needed...I'll..." Izzie broke out into laughter, throwing the covers over her body. At the same time, she felt bad. She knew that Meredith didn't have any sex drive, even though she was ridiculously pregnant, and she knew that lately she hadn't been feeling well enough to do practically anything.
"I'm going to check on her," Izzie sighed, "I thought we would've been loud enough for it to be obvious." Mark smiled as Izzie walked away, overjoyed by the compassion that she had for her room-mate.
Izzie padded down the hall, finally reaching Meredith's room. She knew that Derek had multiple surgeries that day that couldn't wait, and Izzie and Mark conveniently both had the day off.
"I'm sorry I didn't knock," Meredith furrowed her eyebrows, "I was asleep so I didn't know..."
"It's completely fine," Izzie smiled, sitting on the edge of Meredith's bed, "Did you need anything?"
"Not really anything in particular," Meredith shrugged, "Its just that I get bored sometimes, as you've been a witness of...and I just like company."
"Well Mark has to leave anyways," Izzie lied, "We can do whatever you want."
"I want my bone marrow tested," Cristina said forcefully, walking up to Dr. Patterson, "I don't need to hear about how I am probably a hideously bad match. I don't want to know that. I just want to get tested."
"Okay," Dr. Patterson smiled professionally, "Do you know of any of your other friends who would want to be tested? I know she is kind of lacking in the family department..."
"Lexie Grey is her half-sister," Cristina answered, "And trust me, all of our friends will be tested, I'll see to it."
"I know that you know this," Dr. Patterson frowned, "But the likelihood of one of you being a good match is extremely, and I repeat, extremely thin."
"I understand," Cristina said solemnly, "But that doesn't mean that we aren't going to try."
"Very well then," Dr. Patterson smiled, "Meredith should be glad that she has such wonderful friends."
"Don't tell her we're doing this yet," Cristina requested, "The last thing she needs right now is to even be thinking about the transplant. She is already on bedrest for the baby."
"Alright," Dr. Patterson nodded, "If you insist...you do seem to know a lot about Meredith Grey."
"The one thing that I know is that she is going to kick this cancer's ass."
Addison felt awkward walking into Meredith Grey's house, even though she knew that it shouldn't be awkward. By this point in time Addison had seen all parts of Meredith because she was her doctor.
"Mer..." Addison whispered, slowly opening her bedroom door. Addison frowned at the sight in front of her. Meredith was half-asleep with all the lights off and the covers pulled over her head. Meredith slowly pushed the covers back and turned over to look at Addison.
"Hey Addison," she smiled weakly, trying to sit up, but failing. Each movement of Meredith tore at Addison's heart a little bit. She hated seeing her so sick.
"I just wanted to check on you," Addison shrugged, "I got off early and Derek practically begged me to come check on you. It isn't such a good day, is it?"
"They aren't usually that good anymore," Meredith frowned, lying down again, "Good days have become rarer and rarer. Earlier I wasn't this weak...but apparently getting up and walking around this morning completely stole all my energy for the rest of the day."
"Is baby Grey kicking a lot?" Addison asked, making sure she at least checked on the baby, "She is a really big baby."
"Yeah," Meredith smiled, "She bounces on her mommy's bladder a lot." Meredith loved thinking about having a baby, but hated thinking about leaving a baby alone in a world without her, as self absorbed as it seemed.
"You are going to be a great mother, Mer," Addison put a comforting hand on her friend's shoulder, "And God knows Derek will be a great father, you won't have to worry about anything. You might have to worry about actually getting a chance to hold your girl, but besides that you won't have to worry about a thing."
"I know," Meredith smiled, "And I hate that I stole your dream from you but -"
"Nonsense," Addison shushed Meredith, "I deserved it. I really, really deserved it."
"Thanks for coming by," Meredith smiled again, "It means a lot that you care about me. Its nice to have people that care and I seem to have a lot."
"Anytime you need anything, just call me," Addison leaned in to give her friend a light hug, "Anything."
Cristina sat in Joe's, simply drinking a beer. She was Meredith's best friend, but that night she just couldn't bring herself to go see her. Everyday it just seemed that she would become sicker and more pregnant, causing her more pain than Cristina could even bear to see her in. She knew that Meredith would be asleep by this time, anyway.
Cristina didn't even notice when Dr. Patterson, Meredith's surgeon and oncologist, sat down beside her. She had been too busy observing George and Callie, happily laughing at one side of the bar, and Alex and Addison, the weirdest pair, laughing with them. Everyone knew how unhappy Cristina had been lately, and being around her always seemed to bring down the mood of a group.
"Hi," Dr. Patterson smiled at Cristina, "Can I buy you another drink?" Cristina had never actually noticed before that he was fairly young and attractive. He may have even been a little bit younger than McDreamy and McSteamy.
"You're Meredith's doctor," Cristina noted, taking a swig of her drink, but suddenly feeling a burst of courage, "But if you insist."
"I insist," he smiled, flashing an actually dreamy smile, "Besides, I know what you're going through...so we can cut the crap and I can try to divert your attention from your friend."
"Thanks," Cristina smiled. Inwardly she scolded herself for smiling, but she smiled anyways. Maybe this was exactly what she needed.