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"Daddy when's my babies coming!?" Ava asked for the millionth time as Derek ushered her into his office. He sighed, trying not to get frustrated with his daughter's constant questions as he quickly set up her crayons and went to sit behind his desk.
It had been two weeks since he had moved back in and to things had finally started looking it. He was trying to work around his demanding schedual to be at home as much as possible and Meredith really seemed to be communicating with him lately.
Ever since Derek moved in it was like a switch had been flicked on and Meredith finally realized she was pregnant. Suddenly she had cravings from anything from tacos to peaches. He couldn't keep up with the grocery list it seemed like every time he managed to get a handle on one food she had moved on to the next. She hadn't had cravings until about her fifth month with Ava...he wasn't used to them anymore...in fact, he wasn't even prepared for them.
Ava was looking at him waiting for a response to the question she already knew the answers to. He sighed, annoyed at the fact he had been called into fill out paperwork even after he had asked for the day off...his best friend was the chief...you'd think that would mean something!
"They're coming in February Ava...I told you that already." Ava frowned and began to draw still unhappy with being in the hospital instead of in the pool at home. A few minutes passed in relative silence and he kept glancing up at her feeling a little bad for the fact that he was growing annoyed with her questioning.
Just as he was able to finally concentrate on a few case files, he looked down to find her beside him and pulling at his leg. "Daddy, maybe we can name them Cinderella and Harry!" He tried to ignore her, so he could finish the last sentence of his paragraph but knew there was no hope for that when she started poking his side.
"Daddy, daddy, I'm right here!" She was not pleased with his lack of attention and as he looked down at her face he could have sworn he saw Meredith staring back at him. "Maybe Cinderella and Sammy!" He groaned a little too loud and he allowed her to crawl into his lap knowing he wasn't going to get work done anytime soon.
"Honey, your cousins names are Harry and Sammy we can't name our babies that too. Do you remember all their names?" She had been obsessed with her cousins every since they had gone to New York to visit and luckily, the one good thing Nancy taught her were how to recite all their names.
Ava smiled and began her little sing song recital of their names and Derek made little noised of approval but was really preoccupied with his file. "Harry, Sammy, Ethan...right daddy?" "Uh huh..go on.." "Vanna...Haily, Gabby, Matty, Tristan, Taylor...Regan..." "Good...who else?" He was buying himself some time hoping she could remember all of them without him having to stop and think who she'd missed. He loved his family..but he was the first to admit there were too many kids to keep track of.
"Danny, Faith, Bella and Ava that's me! Bella's little like me but I'm the littlest but Aunt Nancy said I'm very cuter because Bella is chunky. What's that mean daddy?" Derek hadn't noticed she had stopped and was sorry when she yelled in his ear, "Daddy what's chunky mean?" He groaned and threw his pen down giving up on getting anything done.
"It means heavy...kind of fat like Santa Clause." She wiggled down off his lap and occupied her self by pulling open all his drawers. "Oh like mommy will be soon?" Derek's far head creased and he even though it was the truth, he wasn't sure he wanted her going around telling her mother she was getting fat.
"Ava, you'll make mommy very sad if you call her chunky...you'll make us all sad...please please don't call her that." He stuttered and grabbed his stapler from her before she could staple herself with it.
"Call me what?" Derek heard a familiar voice by the door and cringed to see Meredith had slipped her way in the room. "That depends how long you have been standing there..?" He joked, trying not to offend his already semi-moody wife.
"Not long at all.." She countered back with a look of amusement on her face. "Well, I told Ava not to call you beautiful to your face or you might get a big head." He teased and she rolled he eyes knowing that was most likely far from the truth.
"Mommy, silly, he told me not to call you chunky like Bella!" Ava ran over to her mother and launched herself into her arms and began fishing through her lab coat pockets where she knew Meredith always kept some kind of sweet.
Arching her eye brow at Derek she handed Ava a starburst and let the little girl go to town at ripping off the paper and stuffing it into her mouth. "Did he know? That's because he knows what's good for him." She played, though really very serious.
The smile on her face brightened up his day. He loved to see her happy, he went to get up but then looked at the mound of paper work he had sitting in front of him. Meredith on the other hand was eyeing his curiously...too curiously. She wasn't only studying him, she was looking him up and down. It made him a little uncomfortable.
"Do I have something on me? Why are you staring at me?" He questioned and she didn't falter in her stare. "Oh um...nothing." She stuttered. "You're wearing the blue shirt, I like the blue shirt." Her cheeks suddenly flushed, but she was still staring and he couldn't help but get turned on by the way she was looking at him. Did he just imagine her eyes darken with lust?
"Meredith, I know that look, what is it?" She finally stopped looking at him and looked down suddenly embarrased. "Oh, it's just my latest craving...I'm over pop tarts..." He smirked knowing she was always so hesitant to ask him for anything. "Ok well what is it I'll pick it up on my way home?"
She looked at him again, not sure what to say. Her problem was...she didn't want anything from any store, she wanted him...naked on top of the desk. She shook her head getting rid of the dirty images and tried to remember that her 4 year old was on her hip.
She felt the need to make something up, knowing she couldn't really ask him for sex...they were talking...taking it slow...and hadn't really discussed sex. He took the cap of his pen into his mouth and began to chew on it out of habit and she felt her knees go weak watching his swollen lips tear at the pen. Oh what those lips can do to me... she thought but then tried to get rid of the thoughts again.
"Oh, it's peanut butter." It was the first thing that popped into her head and she thought about how dumb it sounded. They had tons of peanut butter at home, it's all Ava ever eats for lunch. "Mer, we have that at home, but I mean I'll get more if you want it."
"Yeah...oh I want
the chunky kind..you know the kind with the peter pan on the jar?"
She was making things up now, trying her best to keep her mind off
those lips and
that pen.
He looked at her, rather confused, but then again...she was pregnant and wasn't about to deny her a craving. "Ok, I'll get some on my way home." Her cheeks were burning now and she could feel the redness creeping up her neck. Her panties were growing wetter by the minute and she knew she had to get out of there before she gave Ava an early lesson about sex education.
"Why don't I take her down to the cafeteria? I have an hour off and Izzie's dying to see her." Derek nodded, still confused, but relieved that he could at least get some work done. "By chunky daddy!" Ava called and he could hear her giggle all the way down the hallway.
