A/N: Thank you everyone for all the reviews! I love them!!! You guys rock! Here's chapter 8!
BTW DENNY DOESN'T EXSIST. HE NEVER LIVED NOR DIED. HE JUST NEVER WAS. LOL
When George and Izzie arrived home later that night, they found a note at the door from Finn. It read:
Hey Mer,
I'm sorry that I came late. Things at the office got a little out of control. I left several messages, because you weren't home. At first I thought you just didn't feel like getting up to get the phone but obviously now I know that that's not the case. Anyway, I waited for you for almost an hour. I'm heading home now. Call me tomorrow okay?
Finn )
"George, he doesn't know!" Izzie stated, ripping the note from the door.
"Huh? What? Who doesn't know?"
"Finn. Mer never told Finn that she was in the hospital. We should tell him."
"I don't know about that. Mer obviously didn't want him to know for a reason. Should we really go against her wishes and call him? I don't think so." George grabbed the note from Izzie's hand and proceeded to unlock the door.
"George, this man has spent the past month or so caring for Meredith. Meredith who I might add is pregnant. Pregnant with twins. He has a right to know where she is."
"See…ah that's where you're wrong. This is Mer's personal business and we have no right to get involved."
George opened the door and walked into the house with Izzie dragging behind him. He dropped his car keys next to the answering machine and pressed play.
Mer, its me, Finn. I'm just calling to tell you that I'm going to be a little late. I have this dog here that fell off of a table. A dining room table that is. On his way down he stepped on a knife. He needs some stitches and some x-rays. I'll keep you updated as to when I'll be finished here.
Hey Mer, it's me. Turns out Anna has a sprain. Anna's the dog. I have to get her leg wrapped up and then finish up the stitches. I should be at the house in about an hour. See you then.
So right now I'm leaving my office. I don't know where you are but hopefully you'll be home when I get there. See you soon.
I am now standing outside of your house. Actually I've been standing out here for almost ten minutes now. I assume you aren't home. I tried your cell phone. You didn't answer. I'm going to wait around for awhile. I just noticed that your car isn't here so I guess there's no point to me leaving this message.
It's been an hour. A very long hour. A very long hour filled with nothing but radio garbage. I'm going home Mer. I don't know where you are. I hope you're okay. Just, just call me when you get in. Okay? Hope to talk to you soon.
George sighed. "The man left four messages. Four messages! Is there something wrong there?"
"No George, he cares. I'm calling him. Hand me the phone."
George did as he was told before heading into the kitchen for a late night snack.
"Meredith? Is that you?" Finn answered.
"No Finn, its Izzie."
"Oh God, is she okay?"
"She's fine Finn. Her mother was hit by a car earlier today. When Mer went in to see her some things happened and well one thing led to another and Addison was concerned because of all the stress that she's under so she was admitted."
"Admitted? What things?"
"Well her mom…"
"And the babies. Derek. She has to tell him. This secret is taking over her life." Finn said.
"Tell Derek what? Wait are they his?"
"Izzie…I never said a word."
"Never." Izzie agreed.
"But she's okay?"
"She's better than okay. She's getting the sleep that she needs."
"Good, good. Tell her I'll stop by tomorrow morning."
"Okay. Maybe you can drive her home tomorrow."
"That sounds great."
"Bye Finn."
"Bye."
Izzie hung up the phone and joined George in the kitchen where she grabbed an apple from the fruit bowl.
"So…" Izzie stated as she took a bite out of the apple and hopped onto the counter. "…apparently Meredith is housing McDreamy's McBabies in her McUterus."
"Wait, the twins are…"
"Derek's."
"Seriously?"
"Seriously." Izzie confirmed.
"Wow. Does he know?"
"Does who know?"
"Derek. Finn. Derek and Finn."
"Finn knows, Derek doesn't."
"Oh, wow. Really?"
"George!"
"Sorry, sorry. I'm going to bed now. See you in a few hours."
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Early the next morning when Meredith woke up she found Derek sitting in a chair opposite her hospital bed.
"What are you doing here?" Meredith asked, her throat dry.
"I need to know if those are my babies."
"Derek, what are you doing here?" Meredith repeated.
"I just told you. I need to know if those are my babies."
Meredith looked away from Derek, focusing her eyes on the lamp near her bed. "I'm kind of thirsty."
"Don't change the subject Meredith."
"Derek…"
"I have a right to know."
"Can we do this another time?" Meredith pleaded.
"No. I need to know now."
Just as Meredith opened her mouth to say something, Addison walked into the room.
"Good morning Meredith. How are you feeling?"
Meredith sighed a sigh of relief. "Much better. Thank you."
"Good, good. As soon as we take some blood you're free to go home."
"Thank you Addie."
"Your welcome. Call me tonight so we can talk, okay?"
"Sure." Meredith smiled.
As soon as Addison walked out of the room, Derek turned his attention back to Meredith.
"I have a right to know, Meredith. I deserve to know."
"Yes, yes Derek. Okay! Are you happy? They are yours."
Meredith started to cry and took off all of the wires that were hooked up to her.
"They're yours and there's nothing I can do about!" Meredith spat and ran over to the bathroom. Where she locked herself in.
Derek didn't know what to say. Part of him felt it would be better if he just left her like this and got one of her friends, but the other part of him felt that he should comfort her.
He slowly got up off of his chair and knocked on the bathroom door.
"Meredith, talk to me."
"No! Just leave me alone. I don't want anything to do with you."
"Meredith…"
Meredith opened the door and glared at Derek. "Please just go. Just…just go. I don't want to talk to you. I don't want to see you. It hurts to see you. It hurts to see Addison. And you know what the worse part is?" Derek shook his head. "That wasn't meant for you to answer." Meredith pointed her finger at Derek's chest. "Addison is my best friend and it kills me to be around her because deep down I know that if word gets out that I'm pregnant with your babies I'll hurt her. I'll hurt her bad. I don't want to hurt her Derek. She's a good person, she's just married to the wrong man and it's a shame. You don't deserve her. You don't deserve me. You know who you deserve? You deserve some scumbag like yourself. Someone who gives his wife his mistress's panties. You're a pig. A filthy pig and I don't ever want to see you again."
"Meredith…"
"Don't Meredith me mister." Meredith spat and closed the bathroom door once more.
Derek sighed and walked out of her hospital room. He walked to the elevator and pressed the button for the floor that the OR is on. Before the door could close, Izzie stepped in.
"Dr. Stevens."
"McBastard." Izzie acknowledged.
"Excuse me?" Derek asked.
"You heard me. You're a bastard."
"You know I'm partially in charge of you."
"I know, but see you hurt my friend. I don't go for stuff like that. When you hurt my friend you hurt me, and well Meredith is hurting pretty badly right now so for all I care you aren't McDreamy anymore. You're McBastard."
The elevator stopped and Izzie got off to tend to her patient. Meanwhile, George got in and pressed the button for the floor above where Derek was going.
"O'Malley."
George didn't respond. Normally he would have said hello or just nodded his head. Today, today he said or did nothing.
"Well okay then."
"You know what? No! I'm not just going to stand here and pretend like nothings going on because that's not the case. How could you do this to her? You know, I would never hurt her. Never, but she won't even give me a chance. I don't know what she sees in you. I don't know what your wife sees in you."
"I don't know either."
"What?"
"I honestly don't know. I…I broke her. Twice. I broke her twice and I can't fix her."
"You're right, because you just tend to make everything worse. That's what you're best at. Making things worse."
And with that George exited the elevator.
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About an hour later, Addison walked into Meredith's hospital room. Meredith was now on her bed hugging a pillow and looking out the window.
"You took your monitors off. Any reason why?" Addison asked as she sat down next to her.
Meredith shook her head and wiped away a tear that had managed to fall from her eye.
"You okay?"
"I'm fine. Is there something you need, Dr. Shepherd."
"Dr. Shepherd? Since when are we back to this?"
Meredith shrugged and continued to look out the window.
"Mer? What's going on?"
"Nothing, okay? I just. You can't be here right now. I can't be here right now. You have to leave. Okay?"
"Meredith…"
"Just go okay?"
"Honey, what's going on?" Addison asked concerned.
"Dr. Shepherd I would appreciate it if you would leave now."
Addison stood up and walked away. "Fine." She said when she got to the door. "I just wanted to tell you that you're free to go home."
A few minutes later Finn walked into the room pushing a wheelchair.
"Hey there."
"Hi Finn. How'd you know I was here?"
"Izzie told me. How come you didn't tell me?"
Meredith shrugged.
"You ready to go home."
Meredith only nodded before getting out of bed and sitting in the wheelchair.
"So what do you want to do today?" Finn asked as she pushed her out of her room.
"I want to be alone." Meredith stated coldly.
"Mer…"
"Derek knows. He knows. Finn, how did he find out? He wasn't supposed to find out. I told him. He pushed and pushed and pushed and I told him. Now he'll tell her and I'll lose her."
"Meredith, if she is your friend, she'll understand. Plus, this happened before you two became friends."
"I guess. Can you just take me home now?"
"Of course."
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Later that night, when Addison and Derek were watching TV, their phone rang. Addison jumped up to get it, expecting it to be Meredith. Just as fast and she pushed on, she pushed off.
"Who was it?" Derek asked.
"Just a telemarketer."
"Oh. Are you waiting for a phone call? You jumped at the phone pretty fast."
"Well Meredith was supposed to call. She hasn't. I hope she's okay."
"Just because she hasn't called doesn't mean that she's not okay." Derek snapped.
"She was acting weird this morning. I just…I hope nothing happened."
"If you care about her so much why don't you just call her?" Derek slammed the remote down the coffee table and walked into the bedroom, slamming the door behind him.
Addison picked up the phone and dialed Meredith's number.
"Hello." Meredith answered.
"Hi, Meredith it's me."
"Oh, hi."
"Are you okay? You said you were going to call and you didn't."
"I'm fine. Tired but fine."
"Okay, well if you need anything…"
Before Addison could finish talking, Meredith had hung up the phone. Hearing that voice made her sick. How could she be so cruel as to keep this from Addison? She was betraying her best friend.
Meredith picked up the phone and called Addison back.
"Hello." Addison answered. Her voice was weak but strong as always at the same time.
"I'm sorry." Meredith said. "I'm sorry for everything." And then she hung up.
A/N: I wanted to hold off until after the babies were born for Addison to find out. It was going to be pretty cool. Now I'm not so sure what I want. Lol. What do you guys think?
Anyway, thanks for reading and please review.
