Chapter 59: What Makes You Beautiful

"How do they look?" she asked Derek after Mark removed the dressings a week later.

He raised his brow in approval "They look as good if not better than the original."

"How do they feel?" Mark asked, he turned to Derek and smirked "Unless of course you want me to check that out."

He narrowed his eyes and then sighed "I don't want to hurt her."

"Be gentle." She said, "But go ahead, grope me, you never opposed before."

Derek rolled his eyes and cupped his hands around her breasts, gently feeling her up. He smiled "I honestly can't tell the difference."

"Well done Mark." Meredith grinned "Now, I know why they call you the best."

"Only the best works on the best." He grinned. "I'll be back to check on you in a few days, but I see no complications arising."

"Oh, are you psychic now Mark?" Derek asked.

"No." He smirked "Just that good."

Derek rolled his eyes as Mark exited the room, leaving the two alone. Derek sighed as he looked back at his wife and smiled softly at her, grateful that they'd gotten all the cancer and that though he wouldn't care, he was glad that the implants looked just as good as the old ones.

"How are you feeling?" he asked.

"Fine." She said, he gave her a firm look of disbelief, she sighed with defeat "I'm sore, but I'll be fine. The chemo hasn't kicked in yet and it's just going to be enough to make sure it gets all the cancer, so I don't have to worry about it again."

"I know, you'll be fine." He said, "But I was asking if you were okay."

She looked at him and gulped as a knot formed in her throat and tears welled in her eyes. She whimpered and he pulled her into his chest and kissed her as he held her securely.

"It's ok to be upset." He whispered "You're going through a tough and scary thing right now. We're all scared."

"I'm not scared." She sniffled.

"Meredith its ok to.."

"I'm not!" she sniffled and pulled back "I'm not scared I'm…" she reached up and raked her fingers through her hair, as she did a clump of strands stuck between her fingers and she held it out in front of her as tears streaked down her cheeks "I'm losing my hair!"

His heart broke a little but he started to chuckle, she looked at him through her tears and giggled a little. He reached out and grabbed a pinch of a strand of her hair and it came out easily.

"You don't need hair to look beautiful." He reassured her "Who you are is what makes you beautiful."

"Thank you." She sniffled "But I don't think bald is a good look for me."

"Look at it this way." He grinned "At least you won't have to worry about having a bad hair day."

"See." She giggled and leaned in to kiss him "This is why I love you."

"Why's that?"

"Because you turn my tears into laughter."

"I know you'd do the same for me." He smiled.

"In a heartbeat."