Hey guys. I'm sure you have heard that i have had it rough lately... but things are getting back to normal. Sorry this update is so short but i promise more soon! Love you all!
Movin' On
The rainy morning was depressing on Derek's already somber mood, as he towel dried his hair in the bathroom. He was looking forward to getting up and spending the day with Meredith, planning out the nursery, but things as they always do, looked like they were heading south. He had a dozen missed calls from Smith on his cell, that he couldn't get to until later when Meredith was distracted, and he still had to look over the paper work and explain to Meredith that she would eventually have to testify in front of everyone in the court.
She was so happy today, surprisingly her mood had been very positive throughout this pregnancy so far, wanting them to finally succeed as a couple and raise the perfect family. It seemed as if no matter how good things seemed to go between them though, they were let down by something they never expected.
They had come to peace with things in their pasts, realizing that it didn't matter anymore, and that life was too short. Rose was still in a coma, her parents contemplating transferring her closer to home. Derek would always hate a part of her for what she had done, nearly destroying Meredith in the process, but it still hurt him that she was like this. She wasn't brain dead though. They didn't know if she would wake up, or if she did, whether she would know who she was or what had happened in the first place. So, the situation given, Meredith had decided, along with Derek, to move on. They had started live new, enjoying every surprise, every beautiful moment it had thrown at them.
"Baby? Are you almost ready?" Meredith called into the bedroom from the hallway. She was holding Delia in one arm and a laundry basket in the other, attempting to balance the one-year old on the side of her bulging stomach.
"Yeah…. Just have to get dressed Mer." He replied walking from the bathroom over to the closet. "I'll meet you downstairs."
"Okay Derek."
Meredith was exhausted. Her body was worn to pieces from raising the baby and being pregnant. She had been diligently planning this party, plus working and preparing for the new little one…She couldn't catch a break… Her only paradise came from Derek, who acted like she was the only woman on the planet. He was there for her night and day. Ashley still helped with Delia more than she really should, but it still didn't make it easy for Meredith with her long hours at the hospital. She sat the basket down on the kitchen counter and placed Delia in the high chair, again retrieving the dirty clothes and setting them in the washer and turning it on. Derek finally hit the bottom step of the staircase, walking up behind her quickly, planting loving kisses along her neck.
"I'm just going to feed Delia and then we can leave, okay?" She asked, waiting intently for his reply.
"Okay." He said sitting on a chair at the bar.
"DADA" Delia called out, banging her hands on the tray in front of her. He was so amazed at how big she had gotten. She was beautiful. His family was so beautiful.
"DADA" Delia called out, banging her hands on the tray in front of her. He was so amazed at how big she had gotten. She was beautiful. His family was so beautiful.