Epilogue

I'll be honest.

Life with Derek hadn't been the greatest like we all hoped. Two years ago we got in a huge fight where I just ended our engagement. I told Derek I didn't want to be with his stupid self anymore, living in the stupid house he built, and lastly didn't want his stupid ring. The result of this fight ended with me throwing my engagement ring at him, packing some clothes for both me and Emma, and leaving. Derek asked me where I was going. I laughed at that question because first of all, it didn't concern him. And secondly, it was obvious I was going back to my mother's old Seattle home she still owned.

I avoided working with him at the hospital as best as possible. I was back being in the I hate Derek Shepherd mood, wanting nothing to do with him anymore.

I was done.

At least that's what I hoped. He still demanded to see Emma, and obviously I can't kick him out of my daughter's life when she knows who he is now. That would have only worked when she was one and can't remember anything. At two years old, you start to remember certain events, mainly major ones, and I would consider having your dad kicked out of your life as a huge one; you can take me for example and how I turned out.

I began to get jealous when I saw Derek going out on dates. I knew he didn't like the women he was out with; Derek was just taunting me, and unfortunately for me, it was working. I decided two can play at this game. I started going out on dates and meeting people at Joe's bar where I met Derek at. I would pretend I was going back to the guy's place by walking out of Joe's with the man making sure Derek was watching. What Derek didn't know though was that I would say goodnight to the guy or use the I have a kid bombshell to get rid of him. I was sure Derek Shepherd was jealous and getting pissed off after that because soon I stopped seeing him going out with endless of women.

I won at his own game, and I couldn't have been more prouder.

We were broken up for about two months when he came up to me in the hospital and apologized for everything. He told me he was being stupid again. I agreed he was being stupid again. Derek told me he loves me, loves our family, and still wants to marry me. This reminded me back when I was pregnant with Emma and he continued to apologize for being stupid.

I told Derek I still loved him too and apologized for leaving. I told him I shouldn't had left, but he made me so mad I didn't want to look at him, nonetheless even sleep in the same bed as him. I told him I overreacted, but Derek told me I didn't. Basically this conversation was long, but it ended with us kissing and making up; plus makeup sex in a supply closet, but I'm not going to get into that.

I moved back in with Derek that night. I never fully moved out because I figured he'd apologize, I'd forgive him, and we'll get back together and have hot makeup sex. I was just waiting on him to finally realize what the fuck he did and realize he fucked up again. I just wasn't expecting him to take so long to do this. I'm happy he finally did, though, because who knows if he ever would had ever come to that realization.

That night as I was laying in bed, Derek came to me with a crazy idea.

"Let's go to the Bahamas to get married."

Derek was telling me about this beach club in the Bahamas where we could get married at that actually allows us to have drinks during the ceremony. Now if you know me, that sounds like my type of wedding, so obviously I was like, hell yeah, let's get married in the Bahamas.

When Derek told his family about us getting married at a beach club in the Bahamas, his mother almost had a heart attack. His family are traditional people; getting married in a grand church, wearing a big white wedding dress people. Derek told his family I'm not that type of person, and they were obviously thrilled to know that.

Did I mention Derek's family still hates me?

Because they do.

I'm sure they went from being very ecstatic people when they heard I ended our engagement, to very disappointed people when they heard we got back together.

Derek and I ignored his family's disapproval of our Bahamas wedding, and went through with our plans. We actually hired a wedding planner to make the whole planning of this easier on us since we're very busy people who don't know how to plan a wedding or are even excited to plan one.

A year later we got married and neither of us could be any happier. Not long after the wedding, maybe four or five months in, I found out I was pregnant with twins. We were actively trying because let's be honest, neither of us are getting any younger and Emma should have siblings not too far apart in age. But twins is something I most certainly was not expecting. Derek finally admitted to me twins run in his family so yippee for me. I get to have two babies growing in my uterus instead of one.

Mark said he'd give me a tummy tuck after the babies are born because let's be honest, my body will not be the same after I have these two fetuses. Derek shut Mark up when he heard him offer that, but honestly, I'd probably consider it since I don't want flabby, stretched out skin. But who knows, maybe I'll bounce back like the very few moms who do.

Not long after I found out I was having twins, I find out my mom's love child with the chief is an intern at the same hospital I work at. I'm assuming the chief didn't even know that otherwise she probably wouldn't had gotten into the program. Almost immediately she tried to talk to me. She told me she wants to know me and my mother. I told her to go away and leave me alone; that there was no way in hell she was going to be part of either my life or my mother's life.

Soon after our confrontation, the whole hospital heard who she was and began to gossip. I could careless about the gossip and stayed out of it since I'm the complete innocent one in this situation. The chief had the nerves to come up to me and asked me if the rumors were true. I said yes and ended the conversation like that. I guess Richard contacted my mother about this because I heard from her and she was yelling at me about the baby she put up for adoption.

"She wasn't supposed to ever find us."

"It's not like I want her to be part of my life either, mom." I told her. "She acts like she can just show up and expect us to be welcoming her with open arms."

After all that died down, I went on with my normal life and that love child went on with hers. Throughout the next months, Derek and I had to get ready for the babies to arrive and I had to get ready for my boards exam since this is fifth year. I'll be taking the exams about two months before my due date, but with twins, they come early.

I really hope they don't.

Derek and I have been discussing our future employments, and as much as I'd hate to move, if I get a job offer at my number one choice, which is in Boston, we'll probably move there and his mother can help with the kids. As much as I dislike Derek's family, the idea of that keeps looking better and better because my mother's love child won't be around.

Derek and I found out we are having a boy and a girl at my twenty week check up. I thanked all the gods out there for that because now I won't have to worry about mixing them up, especially if I ended up having identical twins. That night Derek and I began talking names. He hated how I kept referring them to fetus 1 and fetus 2. By one in the morning, we decided on the names.

Derek Grayson and Alice Olivia.

Obviously our son is most likely going to be called Gray or Grayson for the most part, but Derek and his big ass ego wanted to have our son named after him. I hated the idea at first, but I figured this could be Derek's only son, so I should at least give him a little pleasure with the name choice. I say this could be his only son because after having the twins, I'll probably be done.

The boards exams had come and past and luckily for me, I passed which means I'm board certified. I also go a job offer to my number one hospital choice. It's a woman's hospital, which also has the best general surgery department.

Oh, yeah, I forgot to mention. I decided to specialize in general instead of neuro.

Derek also got a job offer to run the neuro department at Harvard university so I guess we are moving to Boston once the babies are born. We both accepted our jobs but won't beginning until the babies are at least two months old.

Two weeks later I had gone into labor. Unfortunately, I was unable to have the babies naturally so I had to have a c-section.

Actually, now that I think about it, I should be grateful for that because of the less pain.

Derek never left my side which I was happy about because let's be honest, I was a little bit scared. Being a doctor, you know what type of complications can happen, even with a minor surgery. I've seen those complications where we couldn't save the mother. So, yes, I was a little bit scared.

I was in the hospital for a few days recovering and being made sure I wouldn't develop an infection. Derek brought Emma in every day to see me and the babies and she's excited to have a brother and sister. Well, I think she's mainly happy to have real life "baby dolls" to play with.

Now here I am a mother of three. I would have never thought at the beginning of my intern year I'd be ending my residency like this. Fuck, I didn't think I'd be married to Derek for a matter of fact. But I'm happy I did and life couldn't be any better for me.

"Meredith, Gray's hungry." Derek held our crying son out to me. "And my nipples are no use to him."

Actually scratch that.

Maybe life could be better.

Ahh, okay. So I decided just to do an epilogue and try to include everything I was planning to do with part 3. I apologize again for not finishing part 3, but I truly didn't want to give you shitty chapters because the rest of the story has awesome chapters.

Okay, thanks for patiently waiting for an update and following this story! I hope you're happy with this epilogue. I'm pretty sure there will be no sequel unless I come up with an idea I'd want to do with full interest. But don't expect one.

You probably won't see me for a while because again, much busier this semester with college, but not busy enough that I won't write. So maybe expect some stories in the future ;p

Thanks for reading! Bye!