That night…
She told Alex to leave. She needed time alone, without people asking for an explanation. They all knew about him being back and all offered different forms of torture to do on Mark… except Christina. It surprised Meredith when Christina offered no remark on kicking his ass or cutting of his balls. But, too many things were going on in her mind to care. She didn't see Mark the rest of the day. Even if she had, she wasn't sure how she would have reacted.
She slipped into her pajamas. They were light blue sweatpants and her Dartmouth shirt. She wore that shirt even though the bottom of her stomach poked out. It offered her some sort of comfort. She didn't know why, but it did.
She sunk into the couch and let out a long sigh. In her arms she cradled a bag of mini chocolate cookies, pretzels, a pint of chocolate ice cream, and her signature… pickles. Nasty, but right now it was comfort food for her and the babies. She didn't want to think about Mark. She clicked on the TV and started to surf through the channels.
A half an hour later, she settled on some show she had never heard of but there was nothing else on. A young couple ran into the woods. The boy grabbed her hand and turned her around. They kissed and said their last I love you before running away from the dreaded monster.
Tears came to Meredith's eyes as she clicked off the TV. She put her head in her hands and started to cry.
"You want Mark. You know you do. Come on, Meredith, seriously. You love him. You're carrying his babies. And he doesn't know it. He's back…"The little voice in her head said.
"What if he leaves again? How do we know if he's going to stay?" Her other little voice agued.
"He loves you. He must have a good reason for leaving. Just talk to him."
"Why should she? She can just add him to the list of people who betrayed your love."
"She loves him! He loves her! TALK TO HIM!"
"Don't do it. He'll leave you."
"What about the babies? They will grow up without him!"
"She turned at quite alright without Thatcher."
"Yeah, her inability to love or trust anyone. Totally normal." The other one whispered.
Why did she have to be cursed with two little voice?
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The next day both of her interns had off so she didn't have to go in either. The Chief called to check up on her. She lied and said she was fine.
It was noon before she even got out of bed. She was wearing the same pajamas as the day before. She walked into the kitchen and put her hand on her stomach to feel one of the babies kick. She sighed.
"Don't worry. Everything will be alright," She whispered to her stomach. "Daddy and I are going to be fine." She walked to the fridge and got a soda. The door bell rang. She walked into the living room and opened the door.
"Mark?" She said and her hand dropped off her stomach.
"Meredith, hey," He said. "Have you eaten?"
"Um… no."
"Do you want to go get something?"
"I really don't feel up to going out."
"I could get something," He suggested.
"Um…." She said and thought it over.
"You have to talk to him anyway," Her first said.
"Yeah, I guess," She answered and let him in.
"What would you like?"
"Mexican."
"You got it."
"What kind?"
"Three tacos, refried beans, Mexican rice, and a burrito." She answered receiving a weird look. "Oh, I'm eating for three." She put her hand on her stomach and giggled.
"What?" He said. She realized what she had said.
"Oh, ah twins," She said. He could hear his heart.
"Oh," He said. "I'll.. ah go get the food." He rushed out. She let out a groan and sunk into the couch. She put her head in her hands and started to cry.