A/N: Hey guys I know its been a while but I didn't really want to update until the site was working again. I just want to warn you this chapter has not been proof read. I have to go to work but I wanted to get it up before I left. Hopefully there won't be too many mistakes.

A few minutes past six, there was a knock at Meredith's door. Meredith jumped up from her place on the sofa and ran to let Derek in.

"Hey Derek."

"Hi. Where should I put this stuff?"

"Um…the kitchen is good."

Meredith stepped away from the entry way to let Derek into the house.

Derek placed the food in the kitchen and then came back out into the living room to join Meredith.

"So, how are you?" Derek asked.

"I'm good. Fat, but good."

"You're not fat Meredith, you're pregnant."

"So I've been told." Meredith laughed. "Want to eat now?"

"Sure."

Derek followed Meredith into the kitchen where he took the food out of the bags and placed in on the table.

"What would you like to drink?" Meredith asked.

"I'd say tequila but that didn't end so well the last time. Do you have any soda?"

"Yeah."

Meredith walked over to the counter and stood on her tippy toes in hopes to reach a cup. She had no such luck, her stomach was in the middle of herself and the counter.

"Meredith, go sit down. I'll take care of everything. You shouldn't have to be waiting on me."

"I'm fine Derek."

Meredith finally got a hold of a cup, but dropped it just as fast as she had gotten it. The glass shattered everywhere.

"Shit." Meredith cursed and turned red. "I'll just…I'll go get the broom and dust pan."

A few minutes later, Meredith returned with the items that she had left to go. She slowly bent down to start cleaning the glass up off of the floor but got nowhere because of her oversized stomach.

"Meredith, go sit down and eat. I will clean it up. Its no big deal."

Meredith nodded and sat down at the table. Not long after that, Derek brought two sodas, some forks, and some napkins to the table, and had joined Meredith.

"Why are you here Derek?" Meredith bluntly stated while looking down at her plate.

"Because I want to be. I want to help you."

"Does Addison know you're here?"

"That doesn't matter."

"It matters a bunch Derek! She's your wife and I'm just your mistress."

"You're carrying my babies, Meredith. That says something."

"Derek, be honest with me, why are you here?"

"I…I miss you Meredith."

Meredith finally looked up from her plate and into Derek's eyes.

"I miss you to Derek."

Derek smiled and took a bite of his dinner.

"It's been way to long."

"It has." Meredith agreed.

"I want to be here for you and the babies."

"I'm having two boys, Derek."

"Boys?"

Meredith nodded. "I'm going to name them Charles Jacob, Charlie for short, and Ryan Matthew."

"Those are nice names."

"Thank you."

"Did everything go okay at the doctor's today?"

"Yeah, everything went fine." Meredith smiled. "How did your appointment go?"

"Well, I think I was in the wrong examination room."

"What do you mean?" Meredith asked sadly.

"I should've been with you and our boys."

"My boys, not yours and certainly not ours. They are mine."

"Fair enough. I've missed so much Meredith and I would rather be with you than with Addie."

"Than leave her Derek."

"I'm going to."

"When?"

"Soon. It's just got as easier as you'd think."

Meredith just nodded her head.

"I'm going to go the bathroom."

Meredith placed her napkin on top of her plate and walked out of the kitchen.

About ten minutes later, Meredith walked back downstairs in her pajamas. Derek was waiting for her on the couch.

"I thought you had fallen in."

"No, its just gotten a little hard to do the things that I normally take for granted."

Meredith sat next to Derek on the sofa and turned the television on.

"Where's Finn?" Derek asked.

"You know we're not dating."

"I thought you were trying to the friends thing."

"We were."

"What happened?"

"None of your business."

"Okay."

There was silence for a few minutes until Derek saw Meredith winch.

"What happened? Are you okay?"

"Fine…I'm fine. Its just…they're playing footsie with each other and for some reason it feels like my bladder is in the middle of both sets of feet."

"Do they do that a lot?" Derek asked.

"More than you can imagine. I don't get much sleep because of it. I can't wait until them come out." Meredith placed a hand on either side of her stomach and started to massage the areas that the babies were kicking.

"May I?" Derek motioned towards Meredith's stomach.

"Be my guest."

Meredith removed her hands and placed them besides her on the couch. Derek slowly placed his two hands on the same spots that Meredith's hands had previously occupied. He then lowered his head so that it was level with her stomach.

"Hi guys. I think that mommy of yours is crazy to not like this feeling. I think it's the best feeling in the world, but than again I don't have to feel you the entire night. I hear that your names are going to be Charlie and Ryan. From what I can tell right now, I think you…to the left is Charlie and you to the right is Ryan. No offense Ryan, but Charlie seems to be winning this kicking battle that you've got going on."

Meredith giggled and lowered her face closer to Derek's. Derek looked up at her with his McDreamy eyes and began to kiss her, not letting go until the two of them needed air.

"Derek we can't."

"Oh, but we can."

Once again Derek brought his lips to Meredith's. One thing led to another and before they knew it, Meredith was unbuttoning Derek's shirt.

"We…should…we should go upstairs." Meredith managed to say.

Derek nodded in agreement and picked Meredith up.

"To heavy. I'm to heavy for you. I'll break your back." Meredith laughed.

Derek shushed her and continued on their way upstairs where they proceeded to take their clothes off.

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"Derek, sweetie, its not going to work. My stomach is to big. It won't work. I'm sorry." Meredith giggled.

"I'll make it work."

"You've been saying that for the past twenty minutes. My stomach is in the way."

Derek sighed. "You have no idea how horny I am right now."

"Believe me, I know."

"What are we going to do?"

"Well, I've been craving whip cream lately. I think I have a little of that in the fridge down stairs."

"Seriously?"

"Seriously."

Derek smiled and slipped on a pair of pants before leaving the room to retrieve the whip cream.

As soon as Derek had left, Meredith's phone started to ring. She slowly sat up in bed and answered it with out looking at the caller ID.

"Hello."

Meredith waited for a response but none came.

"Hello." Meredith stated again.

"Hi, Meredith…this is Addison."

Addison! I forgot about Addison. How could I do this to her? Meredith thought.

"Hi, Addison. How are you?"

"Is Derek there?" Addison asked. Her voice was filled with sadness.

"N-no. He's not. Is everything okay?"

"Have you seen him?"

"No, I'm sorry. Are you okay?" Meredith asked again.

"Well, I think George and Izzie ate you out of your whip cream but I found some cool whip. Not was romantic as the whip cream but it will do." Derek said from the hallway, but loud enough for Addison to hear.

"You whore." Addison barely got out. "You're screwing my husband while I'm at the hospital about to pu…"

"Dr. Montgomery Shepherd. You can not use a cell phone in here." A nurse said.

"Meredith I know you don't understand much. I know you are very air headed but can you do me a favor and tell Derek to meet me at the hospital."

"Yeah. Are you okay?"

"NO! I'm not okay! My baby is dead Meredith! Dead! My husband should be here with me but instead he is with you! I tried calling him thousands of times but he never answered and now I'm here all alone and…"

"Dr. Montgomery Shepherd, you can not use that in here. If you would like to make a call you need to use the hospital phone."

Before Meredith could respond, Addison had hung up the phone.

"You um…you need to get to the hospital. Addison was admitted."

Derek's smile fell and his eyes began to well with tears. Meredith wrapped a sheet around herself and got out of bed. She handed Derek his clothes before retrieving hers from a chair on the other side of the room.

A/N: So what did you think? How was it? Once again I didn't have time to proof read. Sorry for any mistakes.

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