Hey! Sorry it took me a forever and a half to update, I was busy. But I will update at least twice more this weekend. Also, this chapter involves a lot of pregnancy talk, and I'm not sure exactly how the timeline works, but gave it my best guess. So anyway, on with the story…oh and this chapter has MERDER, LEXZIE and PRESTINA. YAYY!

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Meredith rolled over as she awoke that rainy Tuesday morning. She smiled and looked over at Derek, who was still sleeping peacefully, his arms locked around her waist. Meredith continued to smile and leaned back into him. She thought back to that moment, a week ago, when Derek had told her he loved her. She had smiled broadly, and said it back. Felt it back.

Meredith was glad that Izzie had started acting more like Izzie again over the past two weeks. She had a feeling it might have something to do with Alex practically worshipping the ground that Isobel Stevens walked on. Meredith was well aware that Izzie and Alex had started dating again, which meant they had probably picked back up on their linen closet activities.

Starting to feel slightly uncomfortable, Meredith very gently slipped out of Derek's arms and replaced herself with a pillow, so she wouldn't wake him up. She scooted off the edge of the bed, and unsteadily pushed herself up. A sudden wave of nausea swept over her. Meredith ran down the hall to the bathroom, where a distressed Izzie was already bent over the toilet.

Meredith, not quite knowing what to do, turned and vomited in the bath tub. Izzie turned around, wiping her mouth.

"You too?" Izzie asked shakily. "Well, I can share." Izzie shifted over to one side of the toilet, to make room for Meredith.

Meredith pushed herself off the side of the bath tub, and staggered over to the free end of the toilet. Meredith and Izzie took turns throwing up.

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Alex wandered down the hall, dressed only in his pants (Looking quite sexy, I must say…teehee.) and stopped when he heard the voices of Izzie and Meredith coming from behind the bathroom door.

"Move over. It's my turn." Alex smiled when he heard Izzie's voice.

"Fighting over the mirror?" Alex asked, smirking, as he leaned his head closer to the closed door. Alex's face fell to a quizzical frown, when he heard the sound of gagging emerge, rather than protests of 'You had longer than I did.'

Alex opened the door to find Izzie and Meredith on their knees in front of the toilet, throwing up. Alex's immediate reaction was to rush to Izzie's side, hold her hair back and rub her back. As he put his arm around her and wiped her forehead, he glanced over at Meredith, who didn't look quite so good either. Alex continued rubbing Izzie's back and called out. "Shepherd! Get in here!"

A few moments later, Derek appeared, rubbing his eyes. "What's going…oh." He rushed over to Meredith, and began the same routine as Alex.

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Izzie and Meredith sat on a pull out bed in the living room, piled with pillows and blankets. Neither of them looked very happy. Alex and Derek bustled around them, constantly asking if they needed anything, if they were too hot, too cold, and pretty much everything else.

The door opened and Cristina waltzed in, looking royally pissed off. "Burke made me take the day off. Which is totally stupid. I feel fine."

"Really?" Meredith piped up, from under the blanket mountain. She shifted and began to get up. "Well, I have to go get ready."

Derek stopped her. "Lay back down. You're taking the day off. And so am I." Meredith opened her mouth to protest, but Alex interrupted.

"I am too. You guys are sick, so stay in bed, or I'll sing." Meredith lay back down without hesitation. "That's what I thought."

Burke snuck up behind Cristina, and without warning, picked her up and placed her in between Meredith and Izzie on the pull out.

"This is cruel and unusual punishment. Plus, what are they going to do with only one of Bailey's suck ups, and no neuro-surgeon?" Cristina pressed, in attempt to convince the men to allow tem to go to work.

"Well, I still have time off." Burke stated, flexing is now ninety-eight percent functioning right arm. "There are other neurologists, and there are other residents with suck ups of their own. Now I suggest you three relax and let us take care of you before Alex starts singing." To which, Alex and Derek nodded in agreement.

"Well since you put it that way," Izzie said, smirking. "How about some ice cream with crushed sour cream and onion potato chips?"

Burke, Alex, and Derek exchanged confused glances. "You want what?" Alex questioned, wondering if he had heard correctly.

"Oh! That sounds good!" Meredith agreed, clapping her hands together. She had been craving something both sweet and sour since she had stopped throwing up that morning.

Cristina's eyes widened slightly, and a worried expression spread across her face.

"Cristina, what's wrong?" Burke asked, becoming concerned.

Cristina slowly shook her head and turned back to where Alex, Burke, and Derek were standing, looking upon her, worried. "Do any of you know the date?"

"Uh, yeah it's the 24th." Alex replied, not quite understanding where this was going.

"Six weeks!" Izzie screamed, jumping up, causing the mountain of blankets and pillows to bury Meredith and Cristina, who shoved them off, onto the floor, and also got up. "This can't be happening. Not again." She panicked, as she paced back and forth across the living room. She thought back to when she was sixteen, the symptoms they had all been having the past two days were the same as hers had been twelve years ago.

"Well, we need to know. We shouldn't just assume the…err…worst." Meredith tried to reassure them, but at this point, they were far beyond being reassured that easily.

"Burke," Cristina said, walking over to him, and placing her hand on his shoulder. "I need you to run to the store…and get us some…" Cristina paused. She just couldn't bring herself to say it, so maybe someone else would. "Meredith, do you have any?"

Meredith rolled her eyes, knowing that Cristina wanted her to be the one to lay down this heavy topic. "Oh right. 'Cause you know, I keep pregnancy test in my medicine cabinet, just in case something just like this ever happens." Meredith sarcastically quipped.

Alex spit the coffee he was drinking out across the table. "PREGNANCY TESTS!"

Derek and Burke just stood there in shock, not quite believing what Meredith had just said. This was going to be one hell of a day.

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Alex entered the living room, carrying a bad from the pharmacy. "I got three boxes, just in case you wanna take more than one. I guess people tend to do that, to, you know, be sure." Alex tossed the bag onto the table, where Cristina, Derek, Izzie, Meredith, and Burke sat, all looking relatively anxious.

"Well, I guess we should…go take them." Izzie muttered, her face expressionless. She had a feeling that if she was, in fact, pregnant, or even if just one of them was, as though she would slip up, and reveal her long-kept secret. About her Sarah, and their Hannah. She wasn't sure if she was ready for anyone to know. She wasn't sure if she was ready to be pregnant again either. But if she was, she would be strong. She was older and wiser now, and had a much better support group. And she had Alex, who she knew loved her. And she thought, just maybe, she just might love him back. But she still didn't believe she was ready to have his baby.

"Well, one of us will have to go first. There's only one bathroom right now…the others need repairs." Meredith said softly, her expression similar to Izzie's. Meredith was in love with Derek, and he loved her back. But still, she was an intern, she was still learning. She didn't know if her career could handle the impact of having a baby, or vice versa. But if she was, at least she had Derek to help her get through this. Wait, what was she thinking? She didn't even know if she was pregnant yet.

"Yeah…I don't want to go first." Cristina said, her eyes filling with tears. She couldn't be pregnant. Sure, her motherly skills probably improved after the whole Burke situation, and hormones would help, but she was scared. Scared about her last pregnancy, What if the same thing happened again? What if she lost her other fallopian tube and could never have kids? Sure, before she would never have though she would ever want to be a mother, but she had also never thought she would fall in love. And she had done just that. She loved Burke, and eventually wanted a family with him, when the time was right, even thought she was positively terrified to admit it. But now?

"I guess I will." Izzie said, getting up and heading towards the bathroom. She supposed she had less to be afraid of. She had been through an entire pregnancy before, where as Meredith had never been pregnant, and Cristina had lost a baby. Izzie paused and turned back to face them all. Alex looked concerned, which made Izzie feel slightly better. "Wait, I'll take all three of mine, but I'm not going to look at them. I'll just stick them back in the box. And we'll read them together." All of them nodded. Cristina and Meredith looked relieved.

Izzie came down a few minutes later, clutching the box. Cristina went up after her, and Meredith followed soon after. All six of them sat around the table, anxious to know the results.

"Okay, let's open them." Meredith said, butterflies forming in the pit of her stomach. The three women began opening the boxes.

TO BE CONTINUED.

Thought I'd leave you with a cliff hanger there. Will update Friday or Saturday, depends on the amount of reviews.

Tata for now, Rose.