Movin' On

Derek sat in his car but couldn't bring himself to drive. He couldn't believe he had lost a child. He slowly got out of the car and walked back into the front doors of Seattle Grace, not looking at anything or anyone in his path. He stepped onto the elevator and rode the silent ride to the 4th floor. He walked straight to the nurse's station and asked them to page Dr. Smith, the neonatal specialist.

After about ten minutes, she walked up to him and put a hand on his shoulder.

"How are you Derek, I know that his has been a hard night for you. Have you been to see Rose?" She asked.

"I can't bring myself to do it yet. I know that she's not responding after the surgery, but I'm still trying to grasp everything else. This whole night has been a blur for me." He said, finally looking into her eyes.

"Derek, I imagine it's hard for anyone to lose a child, no matter if it was unborn." She explained. She knew that she couldn't help him, but talking was better than nothing at all.

"I know Dr. Smith. Could you do me a favor?" He asked, preparing himself.

"Yeah, sure. Anything you need Derek." She replied.

"Could you tell me how far along she was, if you could tell?" He asked, waiting on edge for her answer.

"Oh Derek, she wasn't very far at all, maybe five or six weeks. But its still hard either way." Derek's eyes shot open. Wait. That isn't right.

"Are you sure? No mistake?" He asked. This doesn't make any sense.

"Yes I'm positive." She responded.

"Ok, well, maybe I will go visit her, what room is she in again?"

"She's in the ICU, so you can just go down to the nurses station and ask them. It was good talking to you. If you need anything, just give me a page. " She replied with a smile as she walked off in the opposite direction.

He grabbed his cell phone out of his pocket and sent a text to Meredith's phone telling her that he would be home in an hour or so.

Derek made his way to the ICU. He didn't know what to feel anymore. He had gone from worrying about losing Meredith, to being upset about losing his child, to finding out that Rose might have been having an affair. He hadn't had sex with her for two months. How could she only be five to six weeks pregnant?

He walked into her glass-encased room and sat down in the chair next to her limp body. She was hooked to tubes every-which way. She looked horrible. She was missing most of her hair, which was replaced by gauze after Derek had performed her surgery, and she was pretty beat up. She had scratches and stitches all over her face from where she had been drug against the pavement. Derek winced as he remembered picking glass shards out of her skin from the windshield when she arrived in the OR. He somewhat felt sorry for her.

That would change very soon.

He sat there for about twenty minutes, looking at her unresponsive face. She was in a coma. As soon as he stood up, a man walked in. He looked very worn out, tired. He looked distraught. The man looked up at Derek with anticipation.

"Are you the doctor? Is she ok? Is the baby ok?" The man spilled. He needed to know what was wrong. He walked over to Rose and picked up her hand.

"She is in a coma. She just had extensive brain and heart surgery so she is going to need a lot of recovery. The baby didn't make it, I'm sorry. Are you a family member?" Derek replied.

"No, I'm not, I'm sorry. I'm dating her. This baby was our first." He said, with a tear rolling down his cheek. "I just don't understand why she was out in the street in the middle of the night."

Derek had an epiphany. He was nearly beaming. The baby wasn't his. Rose was cheating. He could go home and tell his Meredith that everything would work out and Rose would be behind them.

"How long have you been together?" Derek asked. He felt wrong not telling the man, but this way he could walk away.

"Oh, about three months now. I love her so much. I know we haven't known each other long, but I've fallen for her." He replied.

"I've got to go, but I'll be back tomorrow to check on her. It was nice to meet you." He said as he walked out of the room smiling. He was smiling inside and out. She got caught in a lie.

Derek finally made it back down to his car, actually feeling like he could put it into drive this time. He turned on the street, looking forward to seeing Meredith. He could actually tell her something she wanted to hear. Something that wouldn't hurt her.

If he had actually been in love with Rose, this would have probably been more upsetting him. Finding out his girlfriend was cheating and got pregnant by another man. Derek did care, but he had more important things going on in his life. He had to fix it with Meredith. That was the most important. Meredith and Delia were his world and he owed it to them to always be there from now on. With that he knew in his mind that he would never need anyone else again. No one but his family.

Meredith and Izzie sat on the couch attempting to watch a movie. Izzie could barely stand to look over at Meredith who looked like a train-wreck. She knew that the shit would hit the fan when Derek got home. He had called earlier to tell her when to expect him. He didn't tell her any details of what was going on but Meredith thought it would be best for him to tell her at the house. She was worried sick about the whole Rose situation all day. What if Derek wanted to keep the baby? What if he decided to go back to Rose. UHHH! Why was she thinking these things!

"Izzie, I'm about to lose my mind." Meredith said, turning down the volume on the TV.

"Mer, everything will be ok, just wait until Derek gets home to tell you what happened." Izzie replied, bouncing a happy Delia in her lap. She was in a great mood today.

"Ok, Iz. Do you want something to eat? I'm craving Pizza." Meredith asked as she picked up the phone to place an order.

"That sounds fine to me." Izzie said.

About twenty minutes later the pizza arrived and they sat on the couch eating it and finishing up the movie. They heard Derek's car door slam outside, and Meredith threw down her slice and scrambled to stand up, just as Derek made his way through the door.

He was smiling. Rose was pregnant and in the hospital, how could he be smiling?

He walked over to her and picked her up and twirled her around.

"Derek, are you ok?" She asked. Something wasn't right.

"As ok as I'll ever be Mer! We're going to be ok. I can feel it." He replied grinning ear to ear.

"But what about Rose? I want to know what happened, Derek. Shouldn't you be upset!" She said unsure of what he would say.

"Okay sit down mer." He said. "Rose is six weeks pregnant. Or was anyway."

"Okay Derek. And you're happy about that?" She said through gritted teeth.

"Of course not. Anyway, She lost the baby. But Dr. Smith told me she was six weeks. I haven't had sex with her in two months. It wasn't my baby." He said. Meredith's eyes started to glimmer. She actually looked a little better.

"And, to top it off. A man came into her room to visit her and he told me that they have been dating for about three months, which means she was having an affair. So it was all a lie, Mer."

"This is just to much Derek. I can't believe that. Is she going to be ok though? With the surgery and all?" Meredith asked, happy but concerned.

"She's in a coma, so we will have to continue to run some tests tomorrow. " He said.

Meredith reached out and grabbed Derek's hand. Maybe things would start to look up….