Okay I made an executive decision. Meredith is carrying one baby. We'll see what happens later. Sex of the baby has also been determined, not that my mind can't be changed with some convincing reviews. Thanks for reading guys. The next chapter is going to jump ahead to the seventh month mark. Last chapter jumped to the fourth, this one is jumping to the seventh. Enjoy.

Meredith sighed as she looked down at Izzie, who was tying her shoes for her. Yesterday morning, she had come into the locker room, changed into a pair of Derek's scrubs, as her's no longer fit, and sat down on the bench between the rows of lockers to change into her tennis shoes.

Yesterday, she had barely been able to lean over far enough to pull her flats off and slip her tennis shoes on and then tie them. Barely, but she had managed it.

Today, the process did not go as smoothly. She leaned over once she sat down on the bench, but was unable to reach her feet. At first she refused help, muttering it was ridiculous for her not to put her own shoes on. She was able to kick her flats off, and feel her left foot into her left shoe, but was then unable to bend over far enough to tie it. This triggered the water works. Now, twenty minutes and a lot of persuasion from her family later, Meredith had dried her tears and conceded to let Izzie tie her shoes for her.

They had finished their last days as interns the previous week and were now residents with interns of their own. For this, Meredith was both grateful and frustrated.

Along with input from Dr. Walsh and Chief Webber, Derek and Meredith had decided that she would work up until about a month before her due date. Then she would begin a three-month maternity leave from the hospital. Once the baby was born, Derek would also take two weeks off so the couple could adjust to the new little person, together.

That left her with about a month to break and groom the morons that had been assigned to her, into suitable interns, before they began reporting to Derek and Dr. Bailey during her maternity leave.

She, now, understood why Bailey yelled so much. To be fair, she supposed that she had been the same way a year ago, but it didn't make it any less frustrating when they woke her up to start central line IVs. Yet, the morons made it possible for her to go on leave because they could cover her cases, which made them more tolerable.

Christina assured her not to worry about it. If any of her interns should need a good burning, she would be more than happy to oblige. Meredith had replied reminding her that the interns had only been there a week, and were already avoiding the infamous Dr. Yang. No one wanted to deal with the next Nazi. No one except Bailey, that was, Bailey was proud. She had raised at least one of them to spit fire and that seemed to be enough for her.

Amazingly, of the seven resident slots Seattle Grace held open for their interns turned residents, all five of Bailey's last group of interns had been selected to continue in their program. What was more amazing was that they all decided to stay. Alex had gotten an offer from New York General and had turned it down. Both he and Izzie were also offered positions under Addison, at her private practice in Manhattan and had politely declined. It didn't surprise anyone when Meredith and Christina decided to stay with their significant others, or that George decided to stay with everyone else. The family had managed to stay in one place, and Derek and Meredith couldn't be more grateful to have their mismatched family around for the birth of their first child.

Her morning's dilemma didn't seem to hitch her day, though. Meredith led her interns through pre-rounds, assigned them to today's assignments, and had then scrubbed in with Derek on a craniotomy. It was going pretty good, until she started having braxton hicks after lunch. Both Derek and Bailey had witnessed the twinge in her face when her hand flew to her abdomen, and had stated that if she insisted on staying at the hospital instead of going home, she was going to rest in the on-call room until the end of her shift, barring any emergencies, in which then, and only then would she be allowed to be up practicing medicine.

She had complied, but in turn pulled Derek into the oncall room with her. The pair lay down on the bottom bunk, and curled up against each other, both pairs of hands resting on Mer's swollen abdomen.

"Two months, until Babyshep is born", Mer sighed as she pressed her palm against a spot the baby was kicking.

"Two months", Derek repeated with a soft smile. "Have you been thinking of any names lately?"

"I don't know, have you?"

"You don't know if you've been thinking about names for our child?", came Derek's smartass retort.

Meredith laughed as she replied, "Okay, maybe I have, but I want to here yours first." She interlaced their fingers and began drawing small circles up his arm with her other hand.

"Okay, what about Derek junior."

"Derek junior", she asked with another laugh. "Couldn't that get confusing when I'm yelling at you guys? Besides, what if it's a girl."

"Okay, no Derek junior. What was one of yours?"

"I like the name Luke. Or Noah, I like Noah for a little boy."

"Noah, huh. I like Noah. Noah James?"

"That's a possibility."

"What about a girl's name?"

"What about Georgia?"

"Georgia? Like the state?"

"Yeah, well I thought we could play off the names off our friends. No Georgia?"

"No Georgia, Mer. What about Lena?"

"Lena is nice. What about Liliana?"

"I think Liliana is just about perfect."

"Okay, middle name…Isobel?"

"You want to give her Izzie's name?"

"She ties my shoes for me now, Derek, I think that deserves recognition. Besides I was toying with making her the godmother. You know, since Christina is firmly science over faith."

"I think that's a nice idea. Okay so Noah James, if it's a boy, and Liliana Isobel, if it's a girl."

"Derek we just named the baby", Meredith smile at the thought.

"We did, Mer. BabyShep has a name."

The two spent the rest of their shifts in each other's arms pondering which name they would be using in two months.