"Everything okay Grey?" Bailey asked her as they walked down the hall to their patient. In as nice a way as Bailey could ask.

"Yeah." Meredith answered her quietly.

"Lots of changes going on around here." Bailey continued. "New Plastic Surgeon, new last name for Dr. Montgomery, new interns dating attendings.. well the same ones really, Stevens is back, lots of changes."

Meredith looked at Bailey. She looked at her intern and shrugged her shoulders. "Just saying is all."

"I'm sorry if you're going to have a problem with me and Derek Dr. Bailey. But I think it's obvious that it's better if we are together than apart now."

Miranda stopped and put her hand on Meredith's arm. "Meredith, that's not what I'm saying. Just take your time, and look out for yourself. You interns will be done pretty soon, and becoming residents. And I think you have a bright future, and yes I think it's obvious that Shephard is your Dr. McSmarmy, or whatever you guys call him, just keep your focus, and don't let him hurt you again."

Meredith stopped, surprised. "Okay." She said, not sure what else to say.

Miranda coughed, and covered for her moment of kindness, "run down and get the labs so we can see if Mr. Springer is going to be having surgery today." Meredith scurried off.

She spent the rest of her early afternoon charting, and checking on patients, before she finally took off to go meet Dr. Chandler upstairs. Derek had called her cell to ask her if he should come with her, but she had declined.

She got off the elevator at the same time that Dr. Chandler was coming out of another room and heading to his office. "Meredith, how nice to see you. Ready for a checkup?"

"Hi Dr. Chandler." Meredith answered.

"How's your mother?" he asked kindly.

"Oh, she's .. you know… the same. But good." She replied.

"Your mother was a helluva surgeon. It's a damn shame. C'mon back, let's get started."

They entered together to the OB-GYN office wing, and the nurse took Meredith back to an exam room, giving her a paper gown to put on, and a sheet to cover her lap with.

Meredith was laying on the cold steel table, trying to pretend she was in a really cool surgery, when her thoughts were broken.

"I want to do an ultrasound, we might as well do it now, since we have one in the office. I'll get it, be right back."

An ultrasound? For what. When he came back in she asked him.

"I feel masses in your uterus, and I want to take a closer look. When was your last period again?"

"Oh, about six weeks ago." Meredith replied.

"Heavy? Light?" he asked as he loaded the probe with cold gel and began to move it around her abdomen.

"Light, but crampy, like usual." She told him.

"Ahhhh… see here, " he pointed to the screen." Fibroids, you have uterine fibroids."

"Well, that's fairly common isn't it? I mean it's not serious." She said.

"I think we'll need to do a lap and clean them up though. Not uncommon though. Especially in users of oral contraceptives. Which I'm glad your not on, I don't want you to take them anymore, they can promote the growth."

Meredith thought of the prescription she hadn't gotten filled yet.

"Everything else looks okay though?" She asked.

"I don't see any endometriosis. Everything looks good and viable. The pap looked good."

Meredith sighed with relief. She was a little disappointed she wasn't pregnant, but she had known from the labs she wasn't. "So if I can't use the pill… what do I do? Depo?"

"I don't want you to use any hormonal means. Condoms are your best bet, I don't fit nulliparas with IUD's. How about we schedule to remove the fibroids for next week? Alene out front will be able to work it out with you."

"Great, thanks Dr. Chandler." She smiled. She waited until he left before getting dressed again and scheduling an appointment. Heading back down to the surgical floor, she bumped into Derek.

"Hey." He smiled at her.

"Hey." She said.

"So.." he asked.

"Fibroids. My uterus grows fibroids. And I can't use any kind of hormones. So that means condoms. And he's going to remove them next Tuesday."

"Fibroids huh?" he asked. "Condoms? Why do we have to use anything?"

"Umm so I don't get pregnant, we do seem to have sex an awful lot, chances are something would happen eventually."

"So let it, let's take our chances. Throw our tails to the wind, or however the say it. I mean you'd be a resident before the baby was born anyways."

Meredith looked at him. "I'd really like for you to be divorced first."

Derek nodded. He kissed her and smiled, "I can see that."

"I've got to run, I told Bailey I'd be back."

"I'll pick you up in the lobby at 8." He told her.