40 Weeks
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Week 16
Derek and Meredith were on shaky terms. Meredith had finally pleaded her story to him about not wanting him to worry, and how she was almost too worried to think, and he had accepted her apology, and all was forgiven, but somehow, things didn't seem the way they were before. Derek was a little more hostile, sleeping stiffly, and talking less. Meredith felt bad, but she also wanted to enjoy the time that she had left in the second trimester, which Izzie had informed her, was the most comfortable.
"Mail's here!" Izzie called from downstairs.
Derek and Meredith both hurried from different parts of the house to the small table where Izzie laid the mail every afternoon.
Since it was getting much colder outside, Derek put a fire in the fireplace, and he and Meredith sat in separate chairs as they read through their shares of the mail.
Meredith rested her mail on her ever-growing belly. What used to be a slight bump was growing rapidly, and every day she looked more and more pregnant. Especially on her small frame, she was glad that she had already invested in maternity clothing.
Electric Bill. Water Bill. Letter from Great Aunt Maime (a check!). Free makeover offers at the local mall's cosmetics' counter.
Meredith sighed as she sat the mail down on the end table and relaxed back into her armchair. She intently gazed at Derek who was deeply involved in reading his mail.
Meredith's hand drew to her belly as she felt a flutter. She gasped a little, and Derek looked up for a second, a little worriedly.
She tried to shake off the feeling, assuming that it was probably just hunger. She opened her bag that was sitting on the opposite side of the chair and pulled out a granola bar. She peeled off the shiny wrapper and devoured the blueberry goodness almost whole. Pregnancy was definitely making her eat more. She finished off the bar and waited for a moment.
Meredith felt another flutter. Yet, she really wasn't hungry. It wasn't hunger pangs. Her stomach normally growled, but there was no sound from her belly.
Leaning closer, she placed both hands on her belly, to feel another flutter, followed by another. Sixteen weeks. That's how far along she was, and that's around when some women felt their baby's first kicks. She had two babies, and she was definitely feeling something.
"Derek." Meredith whispered, holding her belly gently, and feeling around.
Derek looked up carefully, so as to not look too interested, but to express some level of concern. He was trying so hard to be nice and forgiving, but he was just very worried about her and the babies. That's what it was. It wasn't that he necessarily was angry that Meredith hadn't told him about the tests, it was that his own father wasn't as involved in his mother's pregnancies, leaving her alone for most of them, like it was some sort of illness. He wanted his sons or daughters to feel like he was involved.
"Derek." Meredith whispered again.
Derek set his newspaper down on the table and walked over. He couldn't place the look on her face, it was like joy with fear and excitement. Kind of like when she had found out she was pregnant.
"I think the babies are kicking!" Meredith laughed.
Derek grew wide-eyed and Meredith continued to giggle as the movement fluttered a bit more.
"Come here." She said softly, pulling Derek's hand in her's.
Carefully, she placed his hand over the area of her belly where she had first felt the kicks. A moment later, a flutter came. It was almost nothing, like a butterfly's wings brushing the tip of her stomach, but it was definitely something.
"Meredith!" Derek exclaimed as Meredith squealed and moved his hand to a better location, further up her belly.
"Wow. That is so amazing." Derek said finally after feeling a few more flutters. "I really am sorry that I snapped at you. I just want to be involved. I want to be a good father."
Meredith nodded. "I know. And, I absolutely hate being mad at you. It drains me faster than anything else."
Derek nodded in agreement. "I can't believe I can feel my children!"
Derek led Meredith to the sofa where she relaxed back into his arms and let him rub her belly for the rest of the night.
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"I thought you were totally against Derek." Cristina pointed out during lunch break. Meredith was officially allowed back at work,
"Well, I was. But, yesterday afternoon, the babies kicked for the first time!" Meredith squealed.
"It really makes you feel close to it, doesn't it?" Cristina wondered out loud.
"Yeah, it really does. I'm really sorry about…"
"How my baby died too young to be felt."
"Yeah."
"I was going to keep him. Or her."
"You were?"
"Yeah. I was planning on telling Burke after a really good surgery. Sometime when he was incredibly happy. Then, a baby would just be either icing on the cake, or whatever."
"Do you think that you'll ever have kids?"
"Nope."
"Really? After all that? You weren't touched, and in love with your child and all that?"
"Save it for Hallmark." Cristina replied coldly.
Meredith realized how hard this must be for Cristina, talking about Meredith's pregnancy, when her's had failed.
"Well, maybe." Cristina said again, reconsidering her opinion.
"Really?"
"If Burke wants kids, which I know he probably does, I"d be willing to adopt, or maybe give them another try. Possibly."
Meredith grinned, and felt a flutter agree with her.
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"Izzie, what do we have here?" Bailey said, pulling open the file next to the bed of a young woman.
"Ellen Richardson. Age 28. Eight month's pregnant. In for possible trauma to herself and her baby during a car accident this morning."
"Routine tests?"
"All clear, but the tests for the baby have not been done yet."
"Okay, um, I'll page Dr. Karev in here, and the two of you can work on those, report back to me when they are back from the lab."
"Yes, ma'm."
Dr. Bailey left the room, and left Izzie and Ellen alone to talk.
"So, what brings you to Seattle? It says here, you're from Iowa. We had to get y our chart faxed."
"I'm here to see an old friend. Catch up, maybe rekindle something."
Izzie nodded. "Rekindling is always a rough start. How do you think it will go?"
"Well," she said laughing, "Knowing him, he'll look for sex wherever he can find it, and since I'm willing to give him that, he'll probably come back to me."
"Oh." Izzie said. "Is there anyone I can call for you?"
"Nope. I just called my ex boyfriend. He has the kids for a week or so."
"Oh, really, kids?"
"Yeah, a ten year old girl, a seven year old boy, four year old boy, and a one year old boy."
"And another one on the way?"
"Yup. This one's a girl though."
"Oh." Izzie said, quietly not wanting to comment too much on this girl's unstable life story. She was scared if she said anything too much, that she would say something rude or unnecessary.
"Alex!" Izzie said, relieved when Alex walked through the door to help her.
"Izzie, Ellen?"
"Yeah, wow, Alex, a doctor? That's pretty sexy."
"Ellen is, Ellen from high school?" Izzie asked sounding shocked.
"I bet he talks about me a lot. I was pretty unforgettable." Ellen said boastfully.
"What are you doing in Seattle, Ellen?" Alex asked in a cold voice, picking up her chart. "You're eight months pregnant. Should you be flying?"
"I knew you still cared, so I came back to get you."
"Ellen, we were over eight years ago. When I found out that baby wasn't mine. Eight years is a long time."
"Too long to rekindle anything?" She said seductively.
"Ellen."
"I just thought you would want some good sex."
"You're eight months pregnant, and I have a wonderful fiancée."
"You're engaged?"
"To Izzie."
Izzie's eyebrows raised way high, but she tried to go along with it for Alex's sake.
"Well, Alex. I never thought you would settle down." Said Ellen.
"Things change Ellen. With some people. Apparently not you." Alex retorted coldly.
"All done." Izzie said picking up the test results. "I'm going to take these to the lab." She said so that she could exit.
"If you wait, I'll come with you babe." Alex said quietly.
"Ellen, you are eight months pregnant. You have two kids now. I cant be a dad to kids I don't know. I cant drop my medical career and leave. I cant leave the only woman I have ever loved just because you want someone stable. And this time, you cant tell me that that baby is mine. Because I know it's not. I'm leaving with Izzie, and we won't be back. Dr. Bailey will."
"Five."
"Excuse me?"
"Five kids. Not two."
"Whatever."
"You know Alex, I did love you at some point."
"And I thought I was in love. But now I am for real, and what I felt for you was just attraction. We were supposed to be together. Cheerleader and Football player. Its just not going to happen ever again. We're not in high school. Goodbye Ellen. Please just leave Seattle, and don't come back."
Alex closed the door, and let out a long breath.
"Fiancee?" Izzie laughed. "You came up with that very quickly. You're a good liar"
"Not a total liar."
"What?"
"I don't want it to happen just yet, but I would like to get engaged eventually."
Izzie nodded and gave him a deep kiss on the mouth.
"I'll go get these test results."
"Love you Izzie."
Izzie smiled. "I love you too Alex."
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