Last night had gone well. He had a genius plan and Cristina wasn't suspicious one bit.
Derek Shepherd could actually succeed at being sneaky. Meredith was asleep and she wasn't stressed like she was. He had an early surgery, but didn't want to wake her up on her day off. He pressed a light kiss to her belly and began to whisper.
"Hey it's daddy. I need you to behave for mommy today she had a rough day yesterday. When I get home I'll make you a gigantic feast. I need to keep my girls happy don't I? And yes I think you're a girl, but if your not I'll buy you a lot of sport stuff to make up for the complex your mommy says we're giving you. Well if I don't leave now I'll be late so I love you and be good for mommy." He said giving her belly one last kiss.
He arrived at the hospital and something just felt off. He could hear Mark calling him.
"Derek!" Mark yelled out of breath.
"Hey man, are you that happy to see me?" he chuckled.
"Before you go upstairs you should know something." Mark panted.
"What?"
"Um…people know about the baby?" he mumbled.
"What? How?"
"No idea man, but that's not the only problem." He said, shaking his head.
"Mark I don't need this today." Derek sighed.
"Well this is why I'm preparing you." He snapped.
"Preparing me for what?"
"People saw Mer drinking out of the shot glasses last night… and no one knows you're the father so…"
"So, what Mark?" he said impatiently.
"They're saying she doesn't know who the father is." He blurted out.
"Whom did you hear this from?" Derek growled.
"I was up at the nurses station tryin to ask Nurse Lizzie out and Debbie said a group of nurses heard Yang and Mia talking… Debbie warned me, she actually wasn't spreading it around. I think she's afraid of Mer." Mark said quickly.
"Well right now Mer's not here and it's me they should be afraid of." He hissed.
Derek and Mark stepped onto the elevator and silently rode it up to the surgical floor. As soon as the doors open they both heard screaming.
"If I so much as hear Meredith Grey's name from any of your mouth's so help me…" Cristina screamed.
"Yang, go cool off in the locker room." Bailey yelled.
"But Dr. Bailey." She defended.
"Go. Now!" she said, forcefully watching Cristina run down the hall. "Now that was Dr. Yang's warning now here is mine. If any of you say one more word about Dr. Grey I will see for myself that you all will be no longer employed here at Seattle Grace. Do I make my self clear?"
"Yes Dr. Bailey." The nurses at the desk mumbled.
"Miranda, what was that all about?" Derek asked as he approached.
"I'm guessing your girlfriend and child." Bailey said annoyed.
"We were going to tell people in two weeks because she thought this would happen as soon as people got word."
"How far along is she?"
"Fourteen weeks." He murmured, afraid Bailey would yell at him.
"Derek those damn nurses shouldn't be a problem for the time being, but she has to tell the chief."
"Ok… Thanks Miranda."
"No need to think me. Now if you'll excuse me I have to go speak to Yang." She said, brushing past Mark and Derek.
"That went well." Mark smiled.
"If you say so." Derek grumbled.
"I need to fix this, before she comes back to work." He sighed, running his hand through his hair.
"I'm pretty sure Yang and Bailey took care of that for you."
"It's just they're my responsibility." Derek breathed.
"You can't always be there to protect them."
"I'll sure as hell try." He said determined.
Today was the day from hell. He had a good morning, but then had to go into work. A place where they were calling his future wife a pregnant alcoholic whore and his child a bastard. He wouldn't stand for it. He needed to find out who started these fabrications. And how did Yang even know?