Hey guys, sorry about the confusion about the complete/inprogress thing - Im not that experienced and wasnt sure how to change it - but Its changed so yeah! I am planning on updating it regularly, Ive got plans ... plans for this story. I hope you like this chapter ...

I dont own Greys Anatomy ... imagine if i did ... :P

"Okay, Meredith how are you feeling? Its been 3 days so that's a good sign" Dr Fisher entered the room. Meredith nodded and shrugged, "So how has your bleeding been going?"

"Uh, about the same, maybe a little worse. But the cramps are almost completely gone." She said sleepily

"If the bleeding gets too heavy and the bub starts to deteriorate we are going to have to induce you or even give you emergency c-section."

"I would rather not have another c-section if at all possible. If it increases my chances of this happening again." Meredith commented.

"I'll try my best, but no promises okay! We have to do what is best for the baby." Dr Fisher replied.

Suddenly Meredith's stomach contracted causing her to cry in pain. A monitor went off. And the ward sprung into action.

"Okay, the baby's heart rate has increased to 90, its in fetal distress." Nurse Harris called out.

"Bleeding has become more severe." Alex announced, noticing the blood stains on the blanket Meredith was under.

"We are going to have to encourage this little one out right now. Alex get me sterile forceps, prop Meredith up and page Shepherd and Bailey. There is no time to get her to a delivery room; we'll have to deliver here!" Explained Dr. Fisher in her usual commanding voice.

Derek ran into the room, he realized that delivering a 7 month old fetus was going to be difficult. "Mer I'm here sweetheart." Meredith grabbed his hand.

"I have … to push … soon" She said between breaths. It was only at that point Meredith had realized that she had never done this before. It was easy with the girls, no pushing, no painful exits. Tears welled in her eyes. Derek noticed a look in her eyes … that look that came over her face the night he confronted her about Prom. Fear.

"I promised you in our vows, I would make you feel safe. Don't be scared Mer, you are in good hands." Derek convinced her.

"We are going to ask you to start pushing now Meredith … make sure you breathe, we don't want you passing out on us. okay 3 – 2 – 1 – Push." And with that Meredith pushed as hard as she could, crying in pain as she did. "That's wonderful Mer, now 1 – 2 – 3 – Push" again pain crippled her whole body, she was always a fool for pain. "And one more Mer, 1 – 2 – 3 – Push!" Meredith grunted.

Soon after she herd a faint cry, although faint she knew it was her little baby. Derek walked down and cut the baby's cord, "Mer, it's a baby boy" but couldn't carry him over to show Meredith because he had to be checked over and put in a humidicrib. "He is beautiful, he's absolutely amazing." he added. Kissing Meredith softly on the lips. "You are absolutely amazing."

"How is he Caroline Fisher?" Meredith asked.

"I can take you to see him if you'd like. He is very small, his lungs were a little undeveloped. You might get a shock, he is attached to a lot of tubes, but he'll be fine." she helped Meredith out of bed and into a wheelchair, and wheeled her to the neonatal intensive care unit.

"Derek? I thought you were working." Meredith said.

"Uh, yeah I come see him at every chance I get. He's beautiful Mer. We didn't agree on a name. We have to name him."

"I like Connor or James his middle name has to be special"

"I've always liked Connor and I like Bailey too, but with Dr. Bailey and Bailey it would be confusing. I'd like his middle name to be Patrick, Its my fathers name, he died when I was very young." Derek let out.

"Connor Patrick? It sounds wonderful to me" Meredith exclaimed as she held the little boy's tiny hand, or at least let him try to grab her pinky finger with his tiny fingers which were about as long as her manicured nails. Tears streamed down their faces.

"Hello baby Connor Patrick" Derek peered into the crib. " Your sisters are waiting to meet you."

"Where are they?" Meredith asked

"I asked Alex to get them from crèche; they'll be up in a minute." Derek replied.

"Mummy!" They both synchronized, "We've been playing with Willy Bailey-Jones and little Jackson." Evie added.

"I have a special gift for you two. You are big sisters to a tiny baby, even tinier than baby Jackson when he was born." The girls' mouths dropped. "He is over here" she said pointing to the humidicrib in the corner.

"He is very precious girls, you've got to be very quiet because he is supposed to be still in mummy's tummy." Derek explained "Meet your new baby brother Connor." he said triumphantly.

The almost-three-year-olds squealed with delight. "Oops, sorry" they chorused. "Can we play with him?" Rosie asked.

"When he's bigger and stronger, you can hold him and cuddle him" Meredith smiled.

The fact that the tiny being was wrapped in a foil type blanket confused the girls somewhat. They had never seen a premie baby before, they didn't really understand what it was.

"Is he an alien Daddy?" Evie asked in all seriousness.

"No sweetie, he's perfect"

How was that? - oh I forggot to mention that I made a typo in the last chapter - Meredith is actually 7 months pregnant not 6. whoops :P - well, take care, Ella