Her hands shook lightly as he squeezed her hand. Her eyes went between Dr. Harrington and his face as Harrington shook the light in front of his eyes.
"And can you tell me your birthday?" She asked writing something down on the chart.
"June 6th 1969." He answered in a tired voice. "Are we done, Karen? I am really tired."
Dr. Harrington raised her eyebrow and sighed. "Sloan, do you know what you've put this girl through." She gestured Meredith. "You owe it to her to make sure that everything is fine."
Mark looked over at Meredith and smiled.
"So everything is okay?" Meredith asked.
"Yeah. He never had any brain abnormalities so there's less chance of any brain damage. But in the morning, I want to get another MRI and CT to be sure."
"Thank you for coming in, Dr. Harrington."
"It's fine. I'll see you in the morning." She said before walking up.
She looked back up at her fiancé to find his staring at her. "Are you okay? You don't seem okay." He asked.
She giggled rubbing his hand. "I'm supposed to be asking you that."
"Well, I'm asking you that. Tell me what's going on, Mer." He said patting the bed beside him.
She smiled taking off her shoes and climbed into bed with him. "It's not a big deal."
"What is it?" He asked again burying his head in her hair.
"We had to call you mother, and she brought everyone."
"Everyone?" He asked picking his head up.
"Derek came, his sisters, his mom, and your mom."
"Oh god. I am so sorry, Mer."
She kissed his cheek. "We'll talk about it later. You need to get some sleep. And I'm tired. That chair is like a freaking rock." She explained as she rolled over.
He chuckled. "When was the last time you went home?"
"Not in a very, very long time."
"Have you left this hospital since I was in the accident?"
She cringed, but smiled waiting for him to be upset with her. "No.." She answered meekly.
"Meredith! You're pregnant. You need to worry about the baby…"
She cut him off planting a passionate kiss on his lips. "The baby is fine. I've had a round the clock OB/GYN. Now, go to sleep."
He sighed. "Okay."
She rolled back over and he wrapped his arm around her resting his hand on her stomach.
"I love you." He whispered kissing her cheek.
"I love you too."
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She was jolted from sleep when someone loudly cleared their throat. Lifting her head, she rubbed her eyes to clear her vision. After blinking a couple of times, the outline of five people came in clearer. When she realize who they were, she quickly sat up which caused her to get a dizzy.
"What's going on here?" Kathleen asked.
"Why weren't we called when he woke up?" Nancy asked.
"We're his family. We should have been called." Madison stated bitterly.
"What's going on?" Mark mumbled tugging on Meredith's waist a little before looking up at the people.
"Are we interrupting something?" Donna, who had just come into the room asked.
"Only my sleep." Mark groaned letting his head fall back to the pillow.
"Aren't you going to say hello to your mothers, Markus." Carol said sharply.
"Hello. Now go. It's too early in the morning. I'm trying to sleep." He moaned burying his head into the pillow. "Lay back down, Meredith."
She didn't. The deadly glares she was getting from his family made her too uncomfortable to do so. Mark lifted his head again and looked between Meredith and his family. "Goodbye. Come back later. I'm too tired, right now."
"Fine." Donna sighed. "We'll be back later."
"Lay back down, Mer." Mark sighed shutting his eyes as his family walked out. The ladies left, but Derek stayed back.
"I'll be right there." He said to his mother before looking at Meredith. "Meredith, can I speak to you?"
She slowly nodded as she lifted Mark's arm off of her. "I'll be right back."
Slipping out of the bed, she felt a wave of nausea come over her. Using the nightstand as support, she regained her balance. After a few seconds, she felt good enough to walk and headed to the door.
"What is it, Derek?" She crossed her arms across her chest.
"When did he wake up?"
"Last night."
"Why didn't you call us? We've been so worry about him."
"Last time I checked he's my fiancé. I'm carrying his baby. I think I deserve some time alone with him, don't I?"
"My mother and Mama Sloan have been going crazy with worry."
"And you think I haven't? I haven't left this hospital in forever."
"You could have called to say he was okay."
"So what? You could rush in wake him up. He needed rest Derek. He didn't need all of New York in his room."
"You're being selfish, Meredith."
"I'm being selfish for wanting my fiancé to be okay? When was the last time you even bother to check on your 'brother?' He had to find out from the Chief that you were engaged."
"It's not like he told me that you guys were engaged and having a baby!"
She rolled her eyes. "I don't know why he didn't tell you guys that. But that's not the point. The point is that he's awake. Now if you will excuse me." She turned, opened the door, and headed in.
