"Der...it's so early," I groan rolling over as he pulls me against his morning wood, threading his hand in his sweatpants that I wear. "Baby you know I can't say no…" He bites down on my ear lobe as I shiver and grind my hips against him. "Der I need you too, I'm crazy for you this morning," I moan as he wraps his arm around my waist softly moving his hand up under my T-Shirt. "Your nipples are already so hard, I think you should be punished for being so aroused..." he murmurs pinching my nipple and rubbing my pussy through my panties. "Ah Der they are so sensitive don't touch my breasts," I moan.

"Baby I just want you to make love to me so hard and deep...please just so deep!" I cry arching my back against his fingers as he rubs my soaking wet pussy. "Mer you are so wet," he rolls over as I roll over on my back. "I'm so wet Der, all for you, I just want you so deep in me with your enormous cock," I mutter pushing down my sweatpants as Derek helps pull them off along with my panties.

"Honey I'll make love to you so hard and deep," he smiles as he spreads my legs kissing up my thighs making my head go dizzy. "Baby! No foreplay...I need you now!" I yell as I take off my shirt. He brushes his fingers lightly rubbing them up and down my wetness as I buck and arch my body against it. "Hold still Mer," Derek holds my hip tightly as I clench around his fingers as he slowly pushes them into my tightness. "Deereek!" I yell lifting my whole body off the bed, rocking back and forth.

He pulls his three fingers out a little bit and slams it back in as I lose my breath and scream, squeezing my eyes shut, clenching around the length as he holds onto my hip and thrusts it in and out of me. "Oh Derek! DER-EK!" I cry as he moves my withering body along. "Oh Mer, Baby open your eyes!" He shouts leaning down sucking on the valley between my breasts lapping his tongue around, slowly nibbling down, and sucking pulling me into a deep orgasm.

I pant out unable to scream, arching my back as my hips thrust forward and I feel myself cumming fast. "OHHH! DER-EK, I'M CUMMING!" I moan scratching his shoulder unable to grasp onto anything as I climax, squirting out. "Ohh Baby cum for me! Yesss Meredith! Baby, you taste perfect!" Derek groans thrusting his fingers in deeper into me as I squirt around them and he laps up my juices. "Oh Mer! Cum for me, oh Honey you taste so sweet," he smiles against my dripping wet pussy as I contract around him.

Derek slowly takes his fingers out of me kisses me. "Baby don't clench," he warns holding open my thigh as I buck around unable to control my movements as he takes my breathe away. "Deerrrrr!" I scream as he holds my body still thrusting his fingers deeply in and out of my tight core. "Oh baby you are so tight!" He murmurs rubbing his thumb against my clit. "DON'T STOP! OH GOD!" I yell as I sit up on my elbows. Derek pushes me gently back holding my abdomen down as he thrums his fingers in and out.

"I'M CUMMING!" I scream lifting off of the bed sitting up on my forearm as he takes me to a new high. "Oh Mer, I'm at your g-spot," he kisses the inside of my thigh as he applies pressure to my pelvis, still hammering his fingers in and out of my opening. "Right there!" I pant as he nods kissing my thighs applying more pressure to my clit. "DEREK!" I scream shaking, balling my fingers through his curly mane. He quickly picks up speed, biting and licking at my clit as I scream.

The aftershocks keep running through me making my hips jump off the bed contracting as Derek circles my clit. He slowly pulls his fingers out of me and tosses off his shirt. I push his sweatpants down, kissing his chest and suck on his nipples. Derek covers my hands and quickly pulls his pants and boxers off to reveal his erected cock. He rolls on top of me burying his hand in my pussy. He uses his elbow to push my knees apart as I moan loudly.

"I want you now," I groan rubbing my nipple and pinching it as my head goes back. "Oh baby, just like that, you are perfect, so wet," Derek smiles as I cry out throwing my head to the side moaning. "Yesss! Baby! ...Oh fill me with your huge cock!" I scream reaching up to hold onto the headboard. "Honey are you ready?" He asks sliding his cock up and down over my wet folds.

I nod scrunching up my face as I'm about to cum as Derek rubs his fingers over my pussy. "Oh Baby!" Derek moans sliding up into me as I bite down hard on his shoulder wrapping my legs loosely around his back. "Oh you are so tight," he mutters as I press my heels into his back. "Move! God Derek move!" I pant. He pulls out and quickly thrusts back in taking me by surprise as I scream. I grunt clenching around his cock, "Ready Baby? I'll go slow," he kisses my eyelids as I nod into his neck.

"Baby breathe..." he flicks my clit circling it and enters his cock in slowly. "OHHHH! DER-EK! Baby, ohhhh! Yess! Oh!" I scream as he pushes in and out as it penetrates deep inside of me. "Baby you feel so tight and good..." Derek mutters kissing my cheek as I buck wildly unsure of how tight we are. "Does this feel good? Do you want me to pull out?" He asks holding onto me as he thrusts his cock in and out of me. "Yeah...oh just don't stop," I cry feeling the pleasure take over.

Derek thrusts deeply into me touching my cervix and stops when he is there making me clench around him as I bury my head in his neck. "Baby, stay here, right here! OHHH it feels so good!" I scream holding tightly onto his shoulders as a tear slips out of my eye and Derek releases his hold laying me on the pillows. "Baby you are crying," he wipes the tear away as I squeeze around his cock, the pressure and pleasure becoming an all time high. "Don't move god Derek, it feels so good!" I cry fondling my sensitive breast and squeezing my nipple.

Derek removes my hand and sucks on my breast, milking it as I arch my back against his cock, "Ahh Yess Baby! Right there!...Mmm my-my breasts are so sensitive," I moan rocking against him. "Honey I need to move now," he grins holding my legs out to the side as he slowly thrusts in and out rhythmically. "Baby I'm going to cum," I bore my head down against my chest as I let out a loud grunt holding onto Derek's shoulder. He thrusts into me and quickly sprays his seed falling on top of me as I pant out squirming around him.

"You look so beautiful as the aftershocks fire through you," he holds my hands above my head kissing my lips as I contract moving my hips and arching my body against him. "I love you Derek, that was wonderful, I never thought you could go so deep," I smile rolling on top of him and burying my head in his neck. "Mhh I love you too, are you sure you are okay baby, you had a tear run down your cheek, and you say your breasts are sensitive," he caresses my face worriedly. I nod, "I'm fine, you got to the spot there it makes me go crazy...and I haven't been feeling well, the morning sickness is getting to me."

He hugs me tighter and rolls us over so he's facing me. "Anything hurt or sore?" He asks stroking my stomach lightly. "I'm fine really, I just haven't been feeling well lately, I don't know, my stomach hurts like cramps and I'm queasy, I'm tired, and my boobs are sore. I'm really emotional too, I'm going to cry all day today but, the sickness is the worst," I shrug pulling the blanket up.

Derek kisses my forehead and pulls me closer, "Why didn't you tell me sooner? You can't be in pain it's Sarah and Logan's birthday today. You're not fine I can see it in your eyes Honey, do you really think it's just the babies?" He asks rubbing my stomach gently. "I think so I mean I don't want to call over the doctors for everything, but my stomach and boobs really are sore. I can't even touch them, and my lower back hurts," I mutter holding onto Derek's hand as he strokes my stomach. "We shouldn't have had sex then, did I hurt you?" He asks kissing my hand as he touches my tender stomach.

"No babe you didn't hurt me that much, I wanted sex, I needed you, but oww right there hurts!" I cry moving his hand away from my abdomen as I curl up in the fetal position. "Honey I hurt you! Let's run over to the doctors, the party doesn't start until two thirty," he presses lightly on my stomach as I groan in pain. "No, I'll just take something and be fine," I grunt as he presses harder, "Owwww Derek!" I cry, "Baby what if you have something really wrong with the babies, we have to go over to the hospital, I'm not pressing hard at all and you are crying out in pain; I'm just trying to see where you hurt."

"Everywhere Der, ohhh," I groan squeezing his hand as he touches my hip and lightly presses on my breast. "Mer come on let me get you dressed, we are going. I'm not arguing over this I can't even touch your abdomen or your breast without you crying in pain, I understand the tenderness, but Mer this has been for a few weeks of you being like this." He pulls the blankets off of him and starts getting dressed. "Can you sit up?" He asks setting my sweats on the bed as he gently helps me sit up and rest on the side of the bed.

"I think I can get dressed...can you tell Izzie, she's probably downstairs already making dessert," I sigh pulling my panties up my legs and leaning on Derek to step into the sweatpants. "Yup," he nods, watching me carefully put on my sports bra with a groan and loses T-Shirt that doesn't show my little belly yet. He picks me up and rests me back on the bed to put socks and sneakers on with his help tying them. "Alright stay here let me go and tell Izzie," he presses a kiss to my forehead as I nod and reach for my phone and his sweatshirt.

I throw on his sweatshirt and check the clock, 5:15, hopefully the hospital isn't filled and they can take me quickly. "Ahhhh," I groan doubling over and holding onto my nightstand as I bend down and cry in pain. I bite my lip and hold my hand lightly over my stomach as I gasp. My fingers grip the nightstand turning my knuckles white as tears slip down my eyes, "Owwww, ohhh God," I grimace. I turn to run for a trash can and fall to the floor throwing up into it.

"Mer baby!" Derek calls coming over to my side as he massages my lower back and scoops me up in his arms as I sob over the trash can. "I have you Mer, it's all going to be okay, squeeze my hand," he whispers as I bury my head in his neck and bite down on my lip as I squeeze his hand. "Oh Mer," I hear Izzie sigh, "Are you done throwing up?" He asks and I nod looking at the full contents of my stomach in the trash can.

Derek takes care of it as I brush my teeth again and I squeeze his hand in pain as Derek rushes us down the steps and I moan into his shoulder as the tears rush down my cheeks. "Good luck," she calls holding the garage door open as Derek opens the car door and lays me gently in the car. "Baby hold onto the handle, I need to buckle you," he says clicking my seatbelt in and rushing around the car.

"Squeeze my hand, deep breathes Mer, in, and out, nice and slow," he mutters pulling out of the garage as I pull my legs up underneath of me. "Mhhhhh, drive faster Der!" I yell squeezing the handle until my knuckles are white. "I'm trying," he says, "Stop tying, I need you to go faster Now Derek!" I scream in pain. Derek passes the car and speeds on down the street as we get the green light. "Oh god, I'm going to get sick," I mumble, holding my stomach as I grab a plastic bag from the glove compartment.

My stomach does a flip and I wrinkle my nose as I start throwing up into the bag. Derek rubs my back as I look up and see the red "Emergency" sign which right now is spinning as he pulls into the front under the overhang. Derek opens his door and tosses his keys to the man and comes around to me. "Come on Honey," he leans down to unbuckle me and picks me up. I throw up as he shuts the door with his back and a nurse comes out with a wheelchair and a bucket. "Thanks," Derek smiles letting me down onto the chair as I clutch the bucket and throw up again.

"Come on, let's get you checked out," she says pushing me inside and up to the door as a woman steps aside to open the door. "Harper, she can go into room 314," the woman says as I latch onto Derek's hand. "Alright," she responds stopping in front of a gurney that is separated by glass walls and curtains that wrap around for privacy. "Can you get onto the bed? And then we can get you into a gown," she smiles placing the gown on the gurney and rolling me in front of the bed. I nod slowly taking Derek's hand and adjust onto the side of the bed.

"Do you need help undressing? You mentioned abdominal, breast, and back pain so please take everything off, you can keep your socks on," she tells me handing me the gown. "I'm okay," I nod as she walks out with the wheelchair. Once the curtain is closed Derek steps closer and helps me take my sweatshirt, shirt, and bra off. He opens the gown and wraps it around me tying it at the top. "Can you stand up Mer?" He asks as I hold onto him and slowly lift off the bed so he can take my pants and panties off. "Cold now?" He holds the blankets up for me to get in. "Yeah," I shiver rolling into the fetal position as he offers his hand for me to hold. He rests his warm hand over my queasy stomach calming it.

"Hopefully they come in soon and figure out what's wrong with the babies," he sighs sitting on the gurney rubbing my back as I curl up and rest my head in his lap. "Comfy position for you?" He smiles, I nod squeezing his hand tighter, "Mhhhh," I groan as a woman opens the curtain and steps in.

"Hello, I'm Dr. Lee I'm a general and obstetrician and gynecologist doctor. I hear from Harper you are experiencing pain in your abdomen, breast, and lower back, is that correct?" She asks sitting on the rolly chair and securing my hospital bracelet around my wrist. "Yes, I've been throwing up too," I nod. "When was your last period? As you know I'm sure, these symptoms are signs of pregnancy or premenstrual syndrome. They also could be many other things, but those two are most common," she smiles jotting something down on paper.

"I'm actually ten weeks pregnant with quintuplets," I tell her grimacing in pain. "Congratulations! Okay as I'm sure you have had many pelvic exams done, so let's hook the babies up get them all monitored as well as you and from there we will figure out what's going on okay? I nod as Derek rubs my back lightly. "Yes Sounds good, I'm very nauseous or I'd just say I am vomiting is there anything for that to combat that? Or since I'm pregnant no? I ask her and she jots that down.

"Oh okay so we can give you a few things we can try with you I'll look into if you have Hyperemesis Gravidarum, which is severe morning sickness especially in multiple births," she stands up washing her hands. "I want to run a blood test to check your hormone levels so far since you are so early in your pregnancy, and then do an ultrasound and pelvic exam." She tells us putting on gloves and sitting back down at my feet.

"All my doctors said it would take a miracle for me to get pregnant and it's crazy here we are having our dream babies," I smile turning to look at Derek. "You know us doctors aren't God's and some times miracles happen, so I think fertility for one thing is an amazing practice same with oncology they both are very tough," she smiles gently, pulling the blankets up over my feet and resting them on my knees.

"Can you scutch down for me please?" She asks holding onto my gown as I slide down and rest my knees apart. "Okay this will be uncomfortable..." she says as I focus on Derek and reach for his hand. "Take a nice big breath in for me...and then slowly exhale," she murmurs resting her hand on my knee as she slowly inserts her fingers. "Okay keep taking nice even breaths," she mutters pressing deeper in as I grimace. "Squeeze my hand baby," Derek kisses my forehead stroking my hair.

"Okay you feel great, nothing to worry about here. You are definitely pregnant only a few weeks, but I do feel some endometriosis tissue forming so that may be giving you trouble too," she throws her gloves out and washes her hands. "So that's causing me this much pain?" I ask as she readjusts the blankets around my waist and lifts up my gown to the bottom of my breasts. "Many woman experience pelvic pain and soreness in the beginning because everything is growing and forming, your hips will be expanding as your uterus stretches so a lot of changes are going on as well as your hormones," she nods running a hand gently over my abdomen. "Tell me when you are in pain. But I would say this is more severe if you have to come to the ER, so you could have Hyperemesis Gravidarum."

She presses down and drags her hands slowly out to my hips. "Oww right there, just over my abdomen," I cry taking Derek's hand in mine. "Okay," she gently presses lower over my pelvic region and I cry out. "Mmmm ohh!" I reach down and she removes her fingers moving them up. Under my belly button she presses and out to my sides, as she goes higher pressing on my stomach and along my ribs it doesn't hurt as bad. "Alright let me record this," she turns and writes in my chart.

"Okay so you are very tender in your pelvic and abdomen which is common since the babies are just starting to form," she smiles and Derek and I take each other's hand. "Perfect, let me get Harper to come and take your blood and then hopefully good results will follow," she smiles washing her hands stepping out of the room.

"How do you feel?" Derek asks sitting me up and stroking hair out of my face. "I don't know, I'm in pain still, but as long as the babies are okay I'm okay," I smile as he hugs me and I start crying. "Honey what's wrong?," He kisses my shoulder. "The twins turn one today and it breaks my heart to think of my angels growing up," I mumble through tears, holding tightly onto Derek. "Baby no need to cry," he smiles wiping away my tears as I nod. "I told you I'm emotional," I sob as he hugs me tighter burying his head in my hair. "Oh Mer," he grins as I sniffle and nod.

"Der can you get me the bucket?" I mutter holding my mouth as I push Derek away quickly. He holds the bucket out in front of me as I throw up emptying my stomach contents. "Oh Mer, it's okay," Derek holds my hair back as I lean over and continue throwing up. "Mmm it just won't stop," I groan leaning back, coughing violently as I start to throw up again. Derek rubs my back and shoulders as my stomach does summersaults flipping every which way. "I think I'm done," I mumble closing my eyes and laying back.

"There isn't anything in you Mer, you didn't eat much of the steak last night just picking at it," Derek sighs wiping my mouth and face with a cool washcloth. I shiver and nod, "Don't talk about...food," I mutter as my stomach contracts and I start heaving again. He puts the bucket in front of me and lays a washcloth over my neck as I squeeze his hand and tears slip out of my eyes. "Mer, it's going to get better," Derek pleads as I clutch his hand and continue dry heaving.

"Hi I'm Harper," I look up at the nurse who brought me in and back down at the pink bucket as my stomach swirls again. "Okay let me get your IV set up because you are dehydrated, and then I'll draw blood," she says washing her hands as I throw up. "Tell me when you think you are done," she whispers looking over my chart and pulling the blood kit out. "I'm also going to get the babies on the monitors as well I'm waiting for five to get down here by I can start booking the belts around your belly and all we would have to do is strap the actually device on to see their heart rate when they get the machines to us," she explains as I throw up.

I nod and lift my head up to look at her, "I-I think I'm done," I murmur laying back on the bed defeated as she takes my arm and quickly inserts the IV. "Have you eaten anything in the past 12 hours?" She asks hanging the IV bag up on the stand. "Not really, I get too sick," I mutter. She nods and starts drawing blood. "Okay well we are going to hydrate you and then have the lab rush your results so Dr. Lee can figure out what's wrong if it's just Hyperemesis Gravidarum," she smiles taking the vials and carrying them out once she has bandages on me.

"How does your stomach feel now?" Derek asks taking my hand and resting it on my abdomen. "Sore, I just don't want to throw up," I yawn. "I'm sure you are very sore, hopefully the blood work comes back quick and they can figure out what's wrong," he says as I nod. He kisses my forehead and smooths the blankets out over me. "The babies don't want to give you a rest huh?" Derek smiles kissing my belly.

"I really don't think so Honey they are not liking anything Mommy does" I grin running my hands through his hair as he rests his head on my belly. "Well we will find out everything is okay with you and the babies, no matter what Meredith you six are my world and are perfect to me," he squeezes my hand. "I know, but hopefully we can get an answer," I smile.

"So I know you want to hear the results, but I don't have them yet. I want to do an ultrasound in a little bit so I'm just bringing the machine in here for now. I also want to wait until you are fully hydrated," Dr. Lee says rolling the ultrasound machine over to my side. "Okay," I sigh closing my eyes again and rolling into the fetal position. "I'll be back soon with the results," she nods walking out shutting the curtain.

"Go to sleep Mer, I'll wake you if anyone comes in," Derek whispers kissing my cheek and sitting in the chair next to me. "Okay, I love you," I smile unable to contain myself remembering I have five seemingly healthy babies in my belly and two beautiful happy and healthy babies at home. "Love you too, now get some sleep Sarah and Logan will need us soon." I nod closing my eyes again, resting my hand on my belly, and fall asleep.