Chapter 31: Babies?

"You paged?" Derek asked as he walked up to the nurses' station.

"Yes." Meredith nodded "I have a surgery in fifteen minutes."

"Ok."

"I thought you could assist."

"You need help?"

"God no!" she scoffed "I'm fully capable of doing it with my eyes closed, I thought you would enjoy it however."

"Will you ever admit that you need help."

"Of course I will." She smirked "When I need help."

"Which will be when?"

"When horses give birth to kittens."

"That's what I thought." He smirked "Which reminds me."

"Horses giving birth to kittens reminds you of something?"

"Well, something that your mother said."

"Oh Derek please." She snorted "Don't ever take anything my mother said seriously."

"Just a talk that I said we'd had…that we really didn't have."

"Stop dancing Derek, for starters you're not good at it."

"I am a very fine dancer."

"Fine yes." She said, "But my definition is different than yours."

"So the talk." He said, she looked at him expectantly "The talk about children."

"Oh." Her face fell "We don't need to talk about children."

"We don't?" he asked.

"We're not having any."

"What." He scoffed "As in not now?"

"No, not ever."

"Why the hell not!"

"Derek seriously, I just got used to the idea that I'm a wife… no way in hell will I ever be a good mother."

"We've had this talk before, you know how I feel."

"And you know how I feel so why are we even discussing it." She asked, "Did you honestly think that we'd just get married and have babies, that I would be some housewife overnight, barefoot and pregnant in the kitchen?"

"You don't have to be a housewife, you know this. Your mother was…"

"A horrible mother, I'd rather not put a baby through that."

"I know that's not the reason Meredith. You know it too."

"Fine." She sighed and turned to him "Let's just entertain the thought for a second here. I'm 28 years old. I'm in the high-risk category for pregnancy and you know why. So, pregnancy in general could have a plethora of complications for me, and there's no way I'm taking any down time, I can't with my job. Derek, kids deserve to have young, healthy, and energetic parents who aren't at risk of getting sick again.

"So, your answer is no."

"No to babies and to surgery."

"But you asked me."

"And you pissed me off!"

She turned and stormed off, he stood there shaking his head and sighed.

"Just think about it ok?"

Her response was to show him a finger. He rolled his eyes and chuckled to himself. he'd get her to crack eventually. After all he did get her to marry him.