Chapter 57: Decisions

"I want them off." Meredith said as she sat in a hospital room with two doctors and Derek in the chair beside her.

"Meredith." Derek frowned "There are other options. Your cancer is metastatic yes, but it's caught early."

"Shut up." She glared "They're my boobs and I want them off."

"So you want a double mastectomy." Addison raised her brow and glanced at the oncologist "Are you sure, you can't take that back."

"I've always been proud of my boobs." Meredith said "But now they're trying to kill me. I love my arms and legs too but if they were trying to kill me, I'd chop them off too."

"And your head?" Derek scoffed with absurdity. Meredith rolled her eyes but ignored him.

"What about your eggs?" Dr. Wendell asked, "Do you want to harvest them before you go through chemotherapy, Dr. Montgomery said you'd wanted to have a baby before this happened."

"No." Meredith gulped.

"Mer?" Derek asked in a much softer voice "I thought you wanted a baby."

"I did." She sighed "And I still might want one after I kick cancer's ass. But I don't want one conceived in a petri dish." She looked over at Derek and gave a soft smile "If we're going to have another baby, other than Bella, it'll be as meant to be as she was."

"And what if the chemo makes that impossible?" he asked.

"Then it's not meant to be." She shrugged "And we'll just have Bella."

"Very well." Dr. Montgomery nodded "I suppose I'm no longer needed then."

"Addison." Meredith stopped her, Addison turned around and sighed "Thank you."

"For what?"

Meredith gulped and let out a humble sigh, "For saving my life."

Addison's lips pulled back into a small smile and nodded "I hope you use it well then."

Meredith nodded "I will."

"Well." Dr. Wendell said, "I'll see if we can't schedule you a consult with the on-duty plastic surgeon for tomorrow so we can get it over with and start your chemo."

"Oh that's already taken care of." Meredith smirked.

"It is?" Both Derek and the oncologist said simultaneously.

"Oh yes." Meredith grinned "I'm the best at what I do, so I want the best hands working on me."

"Did someone beckon?" they all heard at the door.

"Oh good, you're here." Meredith smiled and reached behind her, she untied her gown and then let it fall down and pool around her waist "Let's get started."

"Meredith!" Derek gasped as he jumped up and covered her with a blanket "What the hell are you doing!" he scowled at the man in the doorway smirking at them both "Mark, what the hell are you doing here?"

"Oh, you know Mark?" Meredith asked.

"Yes." Derek nodded "We had a practice together in New York, before I moved out here to Seattle with you."

"Well this'll be awkward." Meredith said with a hint of a giggle then slapped Derek's hand away to let the blanket drop "Now if you don't mind, he's doing a consult."

"Mark." Derek said narrowly "You called in Mark to chop your boobs off."

"And rebuild me some new ones." She nodded "Like I said, I want the best."

"And I am the best." Mark grinned as he stepped forward.

"Mark…" Derek ground his teeth together "Is going to be feeling my wife up."

"Well if you choose to see it that way it's on you." Meredith rolled her eyes "But yes, I suppose he is."

Mark grinned, "And lovin' every minute of it."