Meredith rubs her stomach in satisfaction as she is sitting in the passenger seat of Derek's car. He looks over at her and smiles at the satisfied expression that is gracing her features. He reaches across the center console and grabs her hand, bringing it to his lips and placing gentle kisses along her knuckles. They are existing in a comfortable silence, life seemingly perfect at this moment. Well, almost perfect.
They pull into the hospital parking lot and Derek rushes around to Meredith's side of the car, wanting to be the perfect gentleman. Meredith giggles at him.
Meredith: I've already told you you were getting some, no need to keep working for it.
Derek chuckles as he wraps his arm around Meredith's shoulders. He pulls her body into his own as he kisses her hair.
Derek: I told you, I want to spoil you.
Meredith: Well, I guess I could get used to that.
They are both smiling happily as they make their way through the hospital and up to the maternity wing of the hospital. Addison spots them and immediately greets them.
Addison: Hello, you two. How are you feeling, Meredith?
Meredith: I'm great. Ready to get back to work and life, but otherwise great.
Addison looks at her closely.
Addison: Okay, well why don't you go into an exam room and get changed. I will be in there shortly.
Meredith nods and Derek leads her to an exam room where she changes. She sits nervously on the table, playing with the hem of her hospital gown. Derek notices her nervousness and grabs her hand, stopping her from fidgeting.
Derek: What is it?
Meredith looks up at him.
Meredith: What do you mean?
Derek's voice becomes stern.
Derek: I know you Meredith. I can tell you are nervous, so what is it that is bothering you?
Meredith sighs as Derek begins to caress her hand with his thumb.
Meredith: I just...I really want everything to be okay Derek. I need everything to be okay. I can't screw this up. I mean, I can't be my mother, Derek. I just...I can't.
Derek stands up and cups Meredith's face in his hands, forcing her to look at him.
Derek: Everything will be fine, Meredith, and you...you are nothing like your mother.
Meredith: But how do I know that I won't turn out like her?
Derek can sense that this is something that has been bothering her. He knows they have discussed it before. He should have known it would take more than a few conversations to distill her fears that have been so deeply implanted.
Derek: I won't let you, Meredith. I will always be here, with you, by your side and I will not let you turn into your mother. I don't think you ever will, though. You saw how that affected you and I know you would never do that to our children. You are too caring, Mer. Just the fact that you are worrying about this proves how unlike her you already are.
Meredith bites on her bottom lip.
Meredith: You think so?
Derek: I know so.
Addison walks in, preventing any further discussion. She sits down on the stool and smiles warmly at Meredith and Derek.
Addison: So, have you had any more pain?
Meredith: None.
Addison: Are you being honest with me, Meredith? Because I know you have a tendency to sugar coat things..
Meredith: I wouldn't sugar coat this Addison. If I felt any pain I would have come back here. This isn't me, this is my...our...daughter and I wouldn't put her in that kind of danger.
Derek squeezes her hand.
Derek: See...you are already a great mother.
Addison smiles at him.
Addison: Yes, you are. Okay, let's get this exam over with.
Addison does a quick pelvic exam. Meredith hates pelvic exams and grips Derek's hand the entire time. Addison then does a quick ultrasound and both parents fill their hearts swell as they see their daughter and hear her strong, healthy heartbeat.
Meredith: Can you make several copies of the picture?
Addison: Of course.
Derek looks at her questioningly.
Meredith: I thought we could send some to your family.
Derek smiles down at her.
Derek: They would love that.
Addison concludes her exam and stands up.
Addison: Everything looks great, Meredith. You can return to work on Monday, so that gives you three more days off of work. You are off of bed rest, but still take it easy. Don't overdue it. If you feel you need a break, don't hesitate to take it.
Meredith nods and Addison starts to walk out of the room.
Meredith: What about sex?
Meredith can't believe she just blurt that out, like word vomit. Addison stops in her tracks and turns around, a knowing smile plastered on her face.
Addison: Oh yes, I almost forgot. You are cleared to have sex, but if you start to feel the slightest pain then stop. Is that clear?
Meredith: Yes. Thank you, Addison.
Addison: Your welcome. I want to see you again in two weeks and if you have any problems, don't hesitate to call.
Derek: Thank you, Addi.
Addison smiles warmly at the two before exiting the exam room. Meredith looks up at Derek and sees the huge smile plastered on his face, his eyes already darkening with desire. Meredith giggles.
Meredith: Don't even think about it, Derek Shepherd. We are not having sex in an exam room. Remember, that is how this happened.
Meredith points down at her stomach.
Derek: A very fond memory. Not really the best way to deter me here, Mer.
Meredith; Look, let's just wait until we get home. You can wait for another thirty minutes right?
Derek grumbles.
Derek: I guess.
Meredith quickly changes into her clothes and they walk out of the exam room, Derek's hand resting on her lower back. They are standing in front of the elevator, Meredith feeling the temperature of her core heating up. She clears her throat and Derek looks down at her.
Meredith: Don't you need to get something out of your office, Derek?
A confused look crosses his face.
Derek: I don't think so.
Meredith leans in and says in a slightly seductive voice, not wanting anyone else to pick up on what she is implying.
Meredith: I thought you said something about some journal that you left there.
Derek looks down at her, still very confused. He sees the dark color of her eyes and it hits him.
Derek: Oh!!!
He clears his throat as they enter the elevator. He eagerly pushes the button for the floor on which his office lies, his hand shaking slightly as his desire intensifies.
Derek: Right. Journal. Yes.
He clears his throat again as he stands behind Meredith, attempting to hide his arousal as the elevator doors open and they step off of the elevator and make their way to his office, ready to begin to first leg of their sexathon.
Yup. the Sexathon is about to start. hehehe.
-Marci