Chapter 23: Bombshell
Derek's Point-of-View
"Are you done?" I asked as I walked into the master bath, hearing the shower shut off.
"The water was cold." She shivered. I opened the door to the shower and helped her step out onto the rug then wrapped a towel around her.
"Then let's get you warmed up." I said as I rubbed my hands over the towel to help her dry off and warm up. I heard a whimpering sob and looked up to see that she was crying "Mer?"
"I don't know who I am. I don't know where I'm at. I'm trying…I'm trying really hard, but I can't. I can't!"
"Shhhh." I soothed and wiped away her tears "It's ok, it's alright. You are Meredith Grey Shepherd; this is your bathroom of your house and you just took a shower."
"Now, you're just mocking me." She whimpered. "You're seeing me naked."
"No, I wasn't." I smirked "I've seen you naked thousands of times…so let's go in here and get you dressed so that you'll stop shivering."
"Ok."
I got her dried off and helped her into her clothes, I never thought I'd have to pick out girl outfits, but I was better at it than I thought. She looked amazing…
"Thank you…um…uh…um.." she cringed as she drew a blank.
"Derek." I smiled "My name is Derek."
"Thank you, Derek." She smiled "Are you my assistant or orderly or something?"
"I'm your husband." I informed her.
"Oh." She looked surprised, pleasantly surprised "Wow, I picked a really good looking husband, huh?"
I chuckled "Well you're pretty good looking yourself, so…I'm the lucky one."
She looked confused, and then turned to distraught "Oh god, I don't even know how I look!"
"Shhhh!" I hummed "It's ok, let's get you fed and completely dry, then I'll let you look at your beautiful face in a mirror."
"Ok."
I took her hand and led her down the stairs and into the kitchen where Dani and Ian were sitting at the table eating their breakfast, I helped Meredith into a chair next to Dani and set a plate in front of her, I kissed the top of her head and savored her wonderful after-shower scent.
"Delilah!" I heard Winston shrieking from upstairs "Get out of the freaking bathroom right now! You're time is up!"
I heard a series of banging and hitting against the door and the wall and sighed in frustration, it was going to be one of those mornings…
"I'll be right back, you guys finish your breakfast."
I turned and stormed up the stairs as I saw Winston trying to break the door down.
"Winston!" I scolded, he jumped but turned to scowl at me "She is hogging the bathroom again, and she's in there making weird noises."
"Delilah?" I called through the door as I tapped lightly on it "Delilah you need to come out here."
I heard a moan, but it wasn't the good moan, it was the I am in pain moan…and then the gagging followed. She was sick, and hurting and in trouble… I used my shoulder to hit against the door, it only took once to fly open…just in time to see Delilah lean over the toilet and lose it.
"Oh gross!" Winston whined before running off to his room.
"Delilah." I gasped desperately as I caught her hair in my hand "Delilah what's going on?"
"Nothing." She whimpered "I'm just…I'm sick."
I felt her forehead, it was cool. She looked a little pale but wasn't running a fever.
"Your temperature feels normal, did you eat something that didn't agree with you?"
"I haven't eaten anything." She whimpered "Oh god."
I held her hair as she hurled into the toilet once again, nothing coming out just dry heaving. I rubbed her back and hummed until she stopped gagging.
"Well whatever you have, you're staying home today and are bedbound." I sighed "Come on, I'll help you back to bed."
She shook her head as a sob escaped her, she leaned back against the bathtub and started to cry.
"Hey." I soothed as I crouched in front of her and brushed her hair out of her face "It's ok, you're sick…it happens."
"I don't think I'm sick dad." She cried.
"The throwing up wasn't enough of an indicator." I scoffed and shook my head in disbelief.
She looked at her lap in shame before slowly meeting me in the eye, and I knew that whatever she was about to tell me wouldn't be good, I felt the hair on my arms stand straight up as she opened her mouth.
"I think I'm pregnant."
Were you expecting this? How do you think Derek is going to react?