Hey! So this started as a funny thought between my friend Kate and I (find her over at wattpad ComeSwim) but it turned into a 5 chapter short story. Her good friend and my new friend Deanna (you also find her on Wattpad BenslerForever22) was happy to play editor and loved every second of this. This is the way we wrote it but if people find this too choppy I'll have the alt version posted as well.
Chapter 1
"Care to explain to me why I just delivered your child in an on-call room?" Addison asks. Derek looks at her confused. What the hell was she talking about?
"What? You knocked up Big Grey? High-five!" Mark grins, holding up his hand. Derek turns to Mark, his face turning from confused to annoyed.
"She's not pregnant, what the hell are you talking about?" Mark just gives him a look. Did he not hear her?
"Addie just said she delivered your child. Red, did you just give birth? Cause you got some splainin' to do." Mark jokes.
"I did not get Addison pregnant, I'm with Meredith. You should know this by now!" Derek growls, getting annoyed. "And last time I saw her, she definitely wasn't pregnant." Mark snorts. Winding Derek up was too easy.
"Did you hear a word of what Addison said, dude? She literally said she delivered your child in an on-call room. So either you and Big Grey hid a huge secret from everyone or Red hid a secret from you which wouldn't make sense anyway since her name isn't Grey." Mark says, smiling, feeling like he was trying to explain this to a child. Derek sighs in defeat. He was convinced everyone was tormenting him now. Was it April Fools or something?
"I'm gonna get to the bottom of this, Addison. Do you know where Meredith is? This isn't making sense." Derek says, frustrated.
He wasn't going to believe them until he saw it for his own eyes. She answers with an exasperated tone. "Up in Maternity, room 1894 now. I checked her in myself." Addison, finally having enough, shakes her head as she walks off. Muttering about how all the hair products must have somehow affected his brain cells.
Mark watches as Derek mutters how everyone seems to have lost their minds as he walks away.
"Derek has a kid. He's all grown up," Mark quips, pretending to wipe a fake tear from his eye as he laughs.
Derek heads upstairs, muttering the room numbers as he heads down the hallway. Finding the room, he takes a breath before turning the door handle.
