"How does a marriage survive a pregnant mistress?" Izzie asked frosting a cake in the kitchen.

"Beats me. What do you think Mallory?" Meredith asked her tummy. It had grown considerably as she reached her eight-month mark.

"Mallory." Izzie tried. "I like it, that's a keeper." She cut a slice for Meredith and herself and joined her at the table.

"Have you ran that by Derek?"

"Yeah, this morning. We had a little moment." She smiled wistfully. Derek had come by earlier this morning to check up on her and the baby. He brought her Terra Chips, carrot juice, and a stack of Cosmopolitans and Parenting magazines.

"He came in and said 'How are my two favorite girls?'" Izzie nodded thoughtfully taking a bite of her cake.

"If that doesn't prove that he is still into you I don't know what does."

"You know what, for once I would love to have a conversation that isn't driven by Derek. So how was work today?" Meredith asked.

"Oh great! I got this case where this woman had come back from the Amazon or something and this insect buried its eggs inside her cheek so we had to remove it before it hatched. Amazing and disgusting all at the same time."

"Lovely."

"What did you do all day?" Izzie asked.

"Well I watched a little TV, got up to pee, watched some of my mother's surgeries, then got up to pee some more-"

"Okay I get it your day sucked." Izzie laughed. "Well I can tell you something that will make you feel better. Derek came up to me and asked me to take a look at a gift he bought you." Izzie exclaimed getting up to get them glasses of milk.

"What? Derek got me a gift?" she asked turning around the best she could in her chair.

"Yep, but I swore I wouldn't tell you so I won't."

"You're right. See, the conversation has gotten back to him." Meredith exclaimed taking another bite of cake.

"God Mer, how did you get so lucky. You're having a baby with a gorgeous neurosurgeon who completely adores you; he's building a house for the sole purpose of you and the baby, and despite being bedridden your surgical career is taking off very nicely."

"I am not lucky. That house he's building is not just for Mal, and me but also for his and Addison's future babies." She pointed out.

"There aren't going to be any future babies, Addison can't have children, remember? It kind of makes me feel bad for her." She handed Meredith her glass and joined her at the table. Meredith nodded thoughtfully bringing the glass to her lips but was overcome with a weird wet sensation in her abdomen.

"Mer? Meredith?" Izzie asked taking note of the painful grimace on her face.

"I think my water just broke." She said putting her glass down.

"George!" Izzie yelled helping Meredith up. "Let's go have this baby."

"Yeah, let's."

"How far along are you dilated?" George asked walking into her room with a cup full of ice chips.

"I don't know George why don't you check." Meredith snapped rearranging the pillows behind her back. George shrugged and after handing the cup to her went to check himself.

"George!" Izzie and Meredith shouted.

"Sorry." He murmured standing as far as possible from Meredith.

"Where's Derek?" she asked out loud as another contraption rippled through her body.

"I paged him twice and Cristina is looking for him personally. If he doesn't get here soon do you want me or George to go into delivery with you?" she asked holding her hand as Meredith held on tightly.

"Mmm hmm." She nodded squeezing her eyes shut.

"Don't worry I'm sure that probably won't happen. He'll be here."

"Unless Addison stops him from coming." She said quietly.

"Here have some ice chips, don't think about it." Izzie said dabbing the sweat from her forehead.

"George make yourself useful and go find…someone." Izzie directed at him as he left the room.

"Izzie you know how you said that it felt like it was me and Cristina over here?" Izzie nodded as Meredith grabbed for her hand. "It's not." She said letting a tear drop.

"It's okay Mer," Izzie whispered.

"Dr. Shepherd!" George shouted as he spotted him with his wife.

"What's up O'Malley?" he asked turning to face him. Addison continued their conversation despite their interruption.

"Um Derek we really need to decide on what color the house should be. I already hired the painters and they need to know if we have a theme made or if they'll need to mix a custom color." Addison pressed.

"Okay why don't you figure that one out Addy it's your forte." He smiled redirecting his attention to the fidgeting intern.

"You were saying George."

"It's Meredith." He blurted out trying to catch his breath.

"What's wrong?"

"She's, she's gone into labor."

"Oh there you are." Cristina said as she ran up to Derek. "Meredith's in labor."

"It's only been eight months! Why wasn't I paged?" he asked anger in his voice. He checked his pager.

"I paged you like six times." Cristina scoffed. Derek ran a hand through is hair and sprinted off in the direction of Peds.

"Can you believe that those two are gonna be parents of some innocent kid?" Cristina asked leaning against the counter. "They are gonna fuck that kid up big time." She laughed as George nudged her with his elbow. Addison sighed debating whether or not to follow her husband.

"Hey Richard." Addison smiled poking her head into his office.

"Addy come in." he said looking up from some documents. "So to what do I owe this visit." He asked as she took a seat pulling her long radiant red hair off of her shoulders.

"Oh nothing." She paused looking off into the distance. "Meredith Grey is having her baby."

"Wow that's amazing. Wait she's only eight months pregnant. What about the baby?"

"I checked her chart, it shouldn't be a big problem she may have some jaundice but other that that it should be okay." Addison reassured him. She laughed quietly to herself shaking her head.

"What?"

"Mallory. That's what Derek told me they were going to name her. Cute name."

Richard reached for her hand, "You'll have your chance." He told her.

"No! No I won't. Derek's perfectly fertile, as you can see, and I have a barren womb. You know, when I took neo-natal as my specialty I never thought I wouldn't be able to have a child myself. It's been really hard watching all these women come to me with their preemies and multiple pregnancies and know that I might never get that opportunity to be a worried mother." She laughed again pushing some hair out of her face.

"Our lives are going to be so complicated Richard when this child is born."