40 Weeks

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A/N: I don't own Grey's Anatomy. No Addison. The Chief's wife, I named her Liza, I didn't remember that it was like Adele, she probably wont be mentioned again, but if it comes up, I'll just stick with Liza. Also, this chapter has a snipet of each couple.

Week 11

"Two?" Alex cried.

"Two." Izzie answered.

"They're having?"

"Twins."

"Wow."

"I know."

Izzie and Alex were in the supply closet. They weren't actually doing anything, but they had needed to think, and talk.

Alex couldn't get over the fact that Meredith, Meredith, the woman he had loved to tease, was indeed pregnant with twins. Word traveled very fast in Seattle Grace Hospital. A week later, the whole surgical staff knew about it, plus a handful of patients and nurses.

"I want a baby." Izzie stated.

"You want a baby?"

"I want a baby."

"Have you lost your mind?"

"No, but Meredith gets two babies, little bundles. I want a little bundle."

"Maybe someday, we'll have a little bundle."

"But not now?"

"Can we wait a while?"

"Yeah. As long as I get my bundle."

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"No. Absolutely not. I will not do that. Never. Never, ever ever. How much more do I have to elaborate?" Cristina yelled.

The wedding planner placed the chrysanthemums back into the box, and stepped outside to gather some more flowers.

Cristina leaned against Burke's strong chest.

"Must you be so picky?" Burke asked.

Cristina gave him a defiant look. "It is my wedding. I do not want chrysanthemums, daisies, wildflowers, or tulips. I told her roses. I told her red, white, and pink roses. Did she listen? No. She brings the damn chrysanthemums."

Burke sighed. She really knew what she wanted.

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George whistled his way down the hall. It was a good morning, he had gotten laid last night, he had a loving girlfriend, and life was good. He was getting to scrub in for one of Burke's open-heart surgeries tomorrow too.

Singing a tune from Rent, George made his way into the supply closet. He was trying to find Callie, plus he needed an extra bandage.

George turned the shiny gold handle, thinking of the gold earrings that Callie had on last night. They were so pretty with her gold necklace, they were the only things that she kept on for more than a few minutes.

George feasted his eyes upon something familiar, and something that was not so familiar, and all he could say was, "What the hell."

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"How could you do this?" George yelled as soon as Callie was fully clothed. He had just found her hooking up with Brent, an attending in Orthepedics. Brent was tall, Puerto Rican, and handsome. He had perfect white teeth, and a million dollar salary.

"George, I am really sorry."

"Was it me, am I not good in bed? Not good enough for you?"

Callie was silent. "Its not you George. It's me."

"Damn right it is you. I would never, ever have cheated on you. I wouldn't sleep with you one night, and then hook up in the supply closet with some loser named Brent twelve hours later. You are acting like a total slut."

"Me, a slut? You're the one who got syphilis."

"That doesn't mean I slept around. I am loyal. I only slept with one girl who happened to be a slut, who gave it to me."

Callie couldn't think of anything to say.

"Seriously, Callie. What made you decide to sleep with Brent?"

"You have to understand George, I like you. A lot. I may even love you. But, I have a lot of debt from medical school…"

"He freakin paid you?"

"It was a good deal, I sleep with him, he helps me pay off my debt. It had nothing to do with feelings, or love, or hate."

"You, slept with him to pay off your medical school loans?" George repeated to himself.

Callie nodded. "How much?" He asked.

"Excuse me?"

"How much did he pay you?"

"Fifty grand. I just have to hook up with him whenever for a year."

"How long has this been going on?"

"Eight months."

"So, technically, I am the boyfriend, now ex-boyfriend just to make that clear, and he is the, cash cow?"

"Pretty much. George, I really do like you though. This is not how I planned on telling you."

"Well, it's a good thing I found out, because we are so over."

"George?" Callie asked as George turned to leave the room.

"What?"

"Can we still be friends?"

"Honestly, I don't think so."

Callie nodded, and George left.

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"Mer?" Derek called as he passed their bedroom.

"Yeah?"

"Do you need anything?"

"My job. My life. My Dartmouth shirt."

Derek chuckled and came up to sit next to her.

"The doctor says the next few weeks, we have to be really careful."

"Yes, well, I can be careful at my job. You could wheel me around in a wheelchair." Meredith giggled.

Derek smiled. "Do you want to call my family and tell them now?"

"Yeah, I guess we should. We have put off telling them about the pregnancy long enough, and now that there is two…."

"They need to know." He finished handing her the Dartmouth shirt and dialing the number of the cottage where they were all staying at this weekend.

"Maggie? It's Derek."

"I'm doing great, how are you?"

"She's great. Can you put Jane, Sara, and Erica on too?"

"Great. We're both great."

Meredith grabbed an extension.

"Yes, we have some news." Derek said when all four sisters were on the line.

"I'm pregnant." Meredith announced.

After a fit of giggles and questions, Derek said, "There's more."

"It's twins."

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"It went well." Meredith said digging into the Ben and Jerry's Izzie had bought at the grocery store earlier that day.

"That's good. You'll let me babysit a lot too, right?" Izzie said.

"Of course I will. You really want kids someday, don't you?"

"Yeah. Actually, I wouldn't mind having them like, right now, like you are."

"Trust me, if I had seen this coming, I would have waited till I was a resident, at least."

"Yeah. But still, you're happy right?"

"I'm over the moon. I really am. I never thought that I would want kids, but this whole experience has changed me a lot."

"How far along are you now?"

"Eleven weeks."

"That's almost three months. Gosh, you are going to be parents before you know it!"

"Well, yeah. And you'll be Auntie Izzie!"

Izzie laughed. "Do you think you and Alex will end up staying together?"

"I don't know. He's so weirdly crazy, I think I love him."

Meredith gave her a goofy grin. "you two are great together. There is chemistry."

"I'm just scared that one day, we'll mix the wrong ingredients and it will explode."

"What do you mean?"

"Commitment. Its always awkward when I bring it up to Alex. I don't think that he has ever been more committed than he is right now. And I love him for trying, but sometimes I wonder if this will be enough for him."

Meredith gave her a reassuring grin. "I know its cliché, but if it is really meant to work out, it will. Alex will come around."

George burst into the kitchen.

"Give me a damn spoon." He barked and Izzie tossed him a silver spoon.

George dug into the ice cream.

"Did you have a good day, George?" Meredith asked cautiously.

George glared at Meredith and Izzie. "She and Brent. Callie and Brent. They hooked up and I walked in on them."

Meredith and Izzie let out small gasps. "I'm so sorry George." They said at the same time.

"Me too. She said she was only doing it to pay off her medical school loans, but still. Could she have not gotten another job, or just rationed her spending?"

"She sure could have. She wasn't worth it." Izzie said comforting George.

"Yes, she was. I was starting to fall for her. Then she goes off and becomes a total prostitute and doesn't even tell me about it. I'm just the guy on the side for her."

Meredith tried to sympathize the best she could. "George. Listen to us. She wasn't worth your time. You have to just turn around and walk away from her. You broke up didn't you?"

"Duh." George answered.

Meredith heard a smash outside, and everyone turned to look at the broken window.

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