Meredith and Derek were beaming when they left the hospital. A boy and a girl. How much more perfect could it get? Derek had shown everyone their latest picture as the walked down the hallway. Just as they reached the highway, her pager blared. She pulled it off and looked at the screen.

"Damn-it!" She shouted. "I have to go back." He sighed as he looked over at her, He quickly exited and turned back around.

"I don't miss that..." Derek said with a chuckle.

"Oh it will still happen to you." She said frankly. "Do you think everyone of your patients will walk out with flying colors?"

"I was kind of hoping they would." He said with a chuckle.

"Dream on..." She muttered. "So much for getting a dress." She returned with a frown. "I guess I'll have to figure something out."

"I'll see you later." Derek said as he pulled in front of the hospital and leaned in, giving her a quick kiss.

"Don't count on it." She said sadly. I have a feeling this is going to be an all-nighter.

"Well, call me when you get off." He said with a smile.

"Okay." She said as she jumped out of the car. She quickly walked up to the elevator and got off at her floor. "What's going on?" She asked Miranda Bailey as she ran by.

"Pile-up on the freeway. Get in your scrubs and get your ass to the pit!" She yelled as she kept jogging.

Meredith rushed into the locker room and changed. She was bummed about having to come back, but now adrenaline had taken over and she was ready to go. She was in shock when she got downstairs and saw all of the injured people they were bringing in.

"Head trauma." Bailey spat. "Take him to CT, then page Dr. Rayburn." And she rolled the gurney to Meredith.

"Okay." Meredith said as she quickened her pace and headed towards CT.

"My head." The woman moaned.

"I know. We have to take a look first." Meredith muttered as she kept going. She frowned when she got down there and saw the long line.

"Man, this is great, isn't it?" Cristina said as she stood there.

"Oh yeah. Great. Six car pile-up on the freeway. That really great." She answered sarcastically.

"What the hell is your problem?" Cristina said, taken aback. "We're going to be cutting people open.

"Well, for starters I got reamed by Addison and Derek. I thought Derek was a crazy stalker and a I ran and he wasn't. He yelled at me for pushing myself too hard, and then we had hot sex in the woods which made it better. There is a hospital dinner tomorrow night and I have nothing to wear. My body aches. I found out I'm having a boy and a girl and didn't even get to go home with my husband. And now I am stuck here..." She spat.

"You had hot sex in the woods?" Cristina said in shock.

"Yeah, against a tree." Meredith said frankly.

"Impressive." Cristina said as she nodded her head.

"So that's all you care about. I did just tell you I know the sexes of my children... Some friend you are." Meredith said, shaking her head.

"Yeah, that's great." Cristina muttered as she looked away. "Oh! Look at that guy." She said, pointing to a man on a gurney. He had a fishing pole trough his arm.

"You are useless." Meredith muttered under her breath.

"You're turning into a bitter married woman." Cristina said loudly. Meredith ignored her comment. Cristina rolled her patient into the room.

"Hey! Boy or Girl?" George asked as he came from behind.

"Both. Boy and Girl." Meredith said with a faint smile.

"That's awesome. Now you'll have one of each. Two girls, really. With Anna-Bean." George said.

"I'm not a bitter married person, am I?" Meredith asked.

"No! Who said that?" He asked in shock.

"Cristina." Meredith said quickly.

"Are you really going to listen to someone who is bitter themselves?" George asked with a laugh.

"She would know. You always know your own kind." Meredith explained.

"Mer, you're not." He reassured her. Meredith smiled. "Looks like you're up." He said as he pointed to Cristina, who was leaving.

"See you later..." She muttered as she wheeled her patient around.

Meredith watched as her patient's scan came up on the screen. Crap. It was a hematoma. A large hematoma. She quickly had Dr. Rayburn paged as she waited. She knew who he was before he even introduced himself. He had the air of a neurosurgeon. He was arrogant. But not in a sexy way. He was nothing like Derek. She frowned as the clean shaven man with short brown hair and brown eyes walked up.

"Looks like a fairly large hematoma." Meredith told him as he walked in. "I think the pressure is going to have to be relieved."

"Who the hell are you?" He asked as he looked her up and down.

"I'm Dr. Grey-" She started. She didn't even have a chance to finish her name.

"You're my first year neuro resident?" He asked as he shook his head. "But you're a cow..." He said quickly.

Oh hell no...Did he just call me a cow?

"Um, did you-- Did you just call me a cow?" She said in shock as she looked into his brown eyes.

"You're huge. You're no good to me, you can't even get close enough to the table with that thing." He said as he pointed to her stomach. "So, yes. To answer you question, I did call you a cow." He said. "Dumb intern-" He started. His face was met with a sharp smack to his right cheek. His eyes widened in shock.

"I am not a cow!" She shouted back to him. "Or an intern for that matter..."

"You crazy-" He started as he grabbed his cheek.

"Excuse me?" Dr. Bailey said as she stepped in. "Who the hell do you think you are?" She said as she pointed at Dr. Justin Rayburn.

"Excuse me? I think I am your attending." He said as she stood over her an looked down.

"Huh uh. Don't think you are going to tower over me and try to push me around. I may be small, but I could take you. And if I ever hear you talk to Meredith like that again, I'm going to torture you and make you beg for your mama!" She shouted loudly as she pointed at his face.

"She hit me." He said loudly as he pointed to Meredith.

"She's pregnant and hormonal. What's your excuse? Born an ass?" Miranda asked. "Stupid ass fool." She said as she turned around.

"Come on, Meredith." She said as she started to walk out.

"Oh no. She's mine. I'm going to need her for this surgery." He said quickly.

"You said there was no surgery." Meredith said quickly.

"I lied. Prep him." Justin said with an evil smile. Miranda gave Meredith a sympathetic look and then glared at Justin.

"I am watching you." She muttered as she walked out.

"Go." Justin said loudly to Meredith.

Meredith quickly grabbed the patient and went through the prepping ritual. She was not looking forward to this. She didn't want to work with this jerk. She herself couldn't believe she hit it. It was a really, really bad move. She was sure Richard was going to kill her. She walked into the scrub room and sighed when she saw Justin standing there.

"Meredith Grey... daughter of the famous Ellis Grey..." He said as he glanced over at her. "Explains the huge god complex."

"I do not have a god complex." Meredith said firmly as she scrubbed under her fingernails.

"I went to the Chief. You have your foot in just about every door around here, don't you?" He asked with a chuckle. "The Chief's step-daughter... Didn't get far there. Although I think I can figure out my own torture for you..." He said with a chuckle.

"Whatever." She said as she rolled her eyes.

"I didn't figure on you giving up that easy. You're a nasty little sucker..." He said with a laugh. "I haven't had a woman slap me in years. It was refreshing..." He said as he put his arms up. "I would have rather it was in a different situation, you know what I mean? A little spanking..." He asked with a chuckle. Oh, he's one of those...

"So you like to be spanked?" Meredith asked as she followed him.

"Oh yes." He said quickly. "Do you like to spank?"

"Of course." She said as she walked up to the patient. "Only my husband, sorry."

"Yeah, I saw the rock." He said with a nod. "Too bad..."

She watched as he worked. He was good. But he didn't have the touch that Derek had. She wished it were Derek instead of him. She missed Derek, and part of her was thinking she was missing out on a better surgical education without him.

"So, Shepherd was your old attending..." Justin finally said.

"That he was..." Meredith said sadly, missing him.

"Good surgeon. Bit of ass. What did they call him? McDouche?" He said with a chuckle. Meredith's face turned red. What the hell? Who does he think he is?

"McDreamy, actually." She said, knowing he knew.

"Oh yes. That was it. McDreamy." He said quickly. "So was he? McDreamy..."

"Dreamy? I like to think so." Meredith said happily.

"Oh really? Does your husband know about this?" Justin asked with raised brows.

"Actually he does. He knows all about McDreamy and I..." Meredith said coyly.

"So something went on?" Justin asked with piques interest.

"Oh yeah. You can't resist him. He's McDreamy." She said with a chuckle.

"It was between the three of you, wasn't it?" Justin asked with a smile.

"You are quite dirty, Dr. Rayburn. In fact, I think most of the time you have spent with me could be considered sexual harassment." She told him.

"Possibly. But you aren't the type. You're too confident. It doesn't bother you... Now that's Stevens, she'd freak out." Just said quickly. She was going to let him dig himself into a hole as far as he could.

"Maybe. McDreamy, my husband and I. You couldn't even imagine..." She said with a chuckle.

"Really?" He asked in shock.

"Really." She replied seriously. It was not a lie.

"Hmm. Derek Shepherd doesn't seem like the type. He is pretty arrogant though. And I don't know your husband so--" He pondered.

"I guess you'll never know." She said with a laugh.

Justin continued working on the patient. He allowed her to help with the procedure. It was a first since he had been at Seattle Grace. All of the other doctors would run and hide from him. But Meredith knew how to handle him. He really just reminded her of Ian, and she could handle him. She was happy when the surgery was finally over. She quickly washed her hands and got ready to head out. She was ready to go home. She turned around to see Justin washing his hands.

"I don't like you." She said as she paused at the door.

"That's a shame, because I'm really staring to like you..." He chuckle. "Oh and Grey... We have another craniotomy in an hour..." Meredith let the door shut and sighed. She wasn't going home tonight.

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Derek laid comfortably across their large bed. Diagonally. Yets that's the way to sleep when you sleep alone. Not that he didn't miss her, but the big bed was an advantage. He wasn't envying her at the moment, stuck at the hospital all night. He quickly smelled his pillow and went off to dreamland.

"Derek...Derek..." Meredith whispered.

"Mer? Where are you?" Derek said loudly as he searched. He quickly walked down the hallway. She was nowhere to be found.

"Derek..." He heard her again.

"Damn-it, Mer...where are you?" He said as he walked faster. He quickly opened the door to his lavish office.

"You found me, Big Boy..." She giggled. He smiled as he looked at her, legs crossed off of the front of his desk, with only a stethoscope around her neck. Her bare ass sitting softly on his mahogany desk.

"Mer, what are you--" He started as he rushed over to her.

"Shhh." She said as she leaned over and pulled the string on his scrub pants. She watched them drop around his ankles into a pool. His boxers were stretched to their limit as he large cock pushed against the material. "I need you..." She whispered seductively as she pulled his waistband down. His shaft sprung higher as it realized it's new found freedom. She smiled as she grasped it tightly. Her hand pushed and pulled. Pushed and pulled. She felt him begin to pulsate in her hand. She quickly pulled the stethoscope out and placed it on his penis.

"What are you doing?" He asked.

"Checking your heart rate." She said frankly. She listened. "It's good." She smiled as she wrapped her legs around him and slid him in...

"Oh god, Mer!" He yelped as he felt her around him.

"Harder. Harder. Do it, big boy. Show me what you've got..." He yelled as he pounded into her. "You have the biggest, thickest penis I've ever seen..." She moaned.

"Oh...Mer...Oh God..." He shouted. "I'm-" What the hell? What is that?

Derek awoke to the phone ringing in his ear. He jumped up. and grabbed the cellphone.

"Damn-it!" He moaned as he looked down at himself. Noticing the log that had formed. "Hello." He muttered.

"Hey..." Meredith said with a smile.

"Oh... Hey..." He said quietly.

"What's the matter?" Meredith asked, sensing a problem.

"I was have a dream. A very good dream..." He muttered.

"Oh. What was it about?" She asked.

"Um, a blonde. On my desk at work. Wearing nothing but a stethoscope." Derek said happily.

"Oh." Meredith said, slightly offended.

"You were the blonde." He clarified.

"I was?" She asked.

"Of course you were!" He told her.

"What did I do?" She asked.

"Checked my heart rate. On my penis..." He laughed.

"What?" She asked in shock. "Why would you do that?"

"Ask yourself, you're the one who did it." He chuckled.

"In your mind!" She laughed. "A place I definitely don't want to be!"

"Yeah, me either. Quite scary. You would have never married me." He laughed.

"So, I need you." She started.

"Oh...I need you to..." He said seductively.

"Not that!" She shouted. "I need a chocolate shake. Onion rings. And fish. Fried fish with peanut butter." She told him frankly.

"Oh god. That's gross." He pointed out.

"I sounds good. Get it for me. Please..." She moaned.

"As much as I'd love to, I can't...I can't leave Anna." He said, slightly relieved.

"Damn-it. Okay." She muttered. "Gotta go."

"What?" He asked.

"I have to at least scare up some fish, and peanut butter." She explained.

"You have problems..." He laughed.

"I know." She returned "Love ya. Have fun with your stethoscope."

"Funny. Love ya." He returned. He had to laugh when he hit his pillow. Now, back to that dream...

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Meredith walked into her bedroom and collapsed on the bed. She was tired. Beyond tired. She had been up all night and day. She did manage to sneak in an hour power nap on a gurney. Dr. Rayburn had insisted on it, saying she was getting grumpy. She had never been so happy to see her own bed. She pulled a pillow over and laid there across the bed, her feet hanging off the side, closing her eyes.

Meredith and Justin had come to an understanding. She decided he really wasn't as bad as everyone said. Besides the fact that he didn't know when to keep his mouth shut. But then again, she was used to it. She grew up with the most brutal person in the world, her mother.

"Mer..." Derek said softly as he laid down beside her.

"Mmmm." She moaned as she turned her head away from him.

"It's time to get up..." He whispered as he kissed her head softly. She quickly whacked him in the head. "Ouch!" What the hell was that for?"

"Go away!" She shouted as she covered her head. "Can't you see I'm trying to sleep?" She moaned.

"You have to get ready..." He whispered into her ear as he pulled the pillow away.

"For what?" She asked quietly as she rolled away from him.

"The dinner." He returned as he rubbed her back.

"The dinner? Shit! The dinner!" She said as she jumped up and looked around in a panic. "Oh my god! I didn't get a dress. I have nothing to wear. Crap." She said quickly. She rushed around.

"Mer-" Derek started.

"Not now, Derek!" She returned as she ran into her closet. He quickly followed after her. He watched as she started flipping through clothing.

"Mer-" He said again as he watched.

"Damn-it! Not now." She said as she rushed out of the closet and into their room. She quickly grabbed her head and stumbled, falling to the floor. "Shit." She said as she began to stand up.

"Mer!" He shouted as he rushed over to her. "Sit down!" He demanded. She sat down on the floor, leaning against the bed. "Are you okay?" He asked with worry as he checked her eyes.

"I'm fine. Just got a little light headed." She explained as she looked over at him.

"It's your blood pressure." He said, shaking his head. "You have got to relax! Stay there. Breathe." He said as he stood up and walked into the closet. He walked out carrying a long black dress. "I stopped and got this for you. That's what I was trying to tell you." He said as he held it up. "I knew you wouldn't have time. I think it should fit."

She looked at the long black maternity gown, shimmering in the sunlight.

"It's beautiful." She said as she stood up slowly. "Thank you." She told his as she placed a soft kiss on his cheek. "Derek... I'm sorry. I just panicked." She said quickly. "I really don't deserve you..." She said with a frown.

"Nope. It's me that doesn't deserve you..." He replied as he gave her a soft kiss. She looked over at the clock.

"I need to take a shower..." She said as she looked back at him.

"What a coincidence, so do I." He said with a dirty grin.

"Hmm." She said with a smile as she grabbed his hand and led him to the bathroom. "Where is our daughter?"

"Jane took her to the park." He said quickly.

"Perfect..." She returned as she turned and looked into his eyes. He smiled as she lifted her shirt over her head. He did the same.

"You look perfect..." Derek muttered as she watched her walked over and turn the hot water on.

"You're not so bad yourself..." She said as she walked in. He stood there and watched her. "Are you coming?" She said as she poked her head out of the glass door.

"Uh huh." He said with a smile as he stepped in with her. She turned and let the water fall onto her face. She felt his hands on her swollen abdomen, running up and clutching her swollen breasts.

"I missed you..." She moaned.

"You were gone one night." He said with a chuckle. "But I missed you too." He agreed. She quickly turned around and pushed him against the wall, rubbing her leg against his erection.

"Oh god, Mer..." He muttered at her touch. Her lips crashed into his, and he began sucking on her bottom lip.

"Take me for a ride." She said with a smile.

"That's something I can do..." He chuckled. He watched as she stepped back, stumbling once again.

"Oh my god, Mer!" He said as he grabbed her arm.

"I'm okay..." She said reassuringly.

"You are not okay!" He said quickly. "When was the last time you ate?" He asked.

"Not now, Derek. I don't want to do this..." She said angrily. "Right now...I just want you..." She said as she grabbed his penis in her hand.

"Mer, stop it..." He said as he pushed her away. He wanted it. He wanted her. But he had to make sure that she was okay.

"Derek, I'm fine." She said sternly.

"We're not doing this. Not in here. You don't need to get hurt." He told her as he grabbed his shampoo.

"Seriously? Seriously?" She shouted. Her voice echoed loudly off the shower walls.

"Meredith..." He said softy.

"No! No Meredith... Whatever. You don't want me..." She whined. "Just get out." She yelled.

"No!" He said quickly.

"No?" She said in shock.

"No. You are unstable. I am staying in here with you..." He told her frankly.

"Get out! You are not my freaking babysitter!" She yelled louder.

"No." He said, crossing his arm.

"Damn-it, Derek!" She yelled as she began swatting him with her hands.

"Shit! Stop!" He said as he backed away. He watched her face. He didn't need her blood pressure going up. "Fine." He moaned as he exited the shower, his hair full of shampoo. "But I am watching from out here."

"Fine." She said angrily. Meredith quickly began washing her hair, finally she let out a huge sigh. "Get in here." She told him. He smiled as he re-entered the shower. "We are just showering. You need to rinse your hair." She said with a giggle.

"It was getting itchy." He admitted to her.

They both continued washing and going through their regular routines. Derek's body reacted to her, and it killed him that he couldn't act on it. But he wasn't taking a chance, it wasn't worth it. They both heard a familiar beeping outside of the shower.

"My pager..." He moaned as he walked out of the shower.

Meredith heard him grumble and walk out. She leaned up against the shower wall and slid down. She was so tired. She just needed to rest for a minute. Meredith closed her eyes, and her head dropped. She was out.

"Sorry, Mer. It was the hospital. A patient needed a change of meds." He explained as he walked in the bathroom and ran the brush through his hair. "Are you still mad? Mer, I just don't want to risk anything..." He explained. "Mer?" He said. No answer. He looked at the shower, seeing no one. He quickly slid the door open.

"Meredith!" He shouted.

"Huh...what?" She said as she lifted her head and opened her eyes.

"You fell asleep." He said as he shut the water off and helped her up.

"I guess I was tired." She said as she stood up and grabbed a towel.

"How much sleep have you gotten?" He asked with a stern face.

"Oh... an hour." She told him.

"And hour!? Since yesterday, when I dropped you off?" He asked. She nodded her head. "Oh no... No wonder you can't stand up. You're not going. You're staying here." He said, shaking his head.

"I'm fine. I'm going. I want to go." She said as she dried off.

"Mer..." Derek said quickly.

"Going. I am not going to be the unsupportive wife. The wife that was too lazy to get herself out of bed." She told him.

"You are hardly lazy. My god you worked a twenty-six hour shift with no sleep. You are pregnant!" He said in shock, and disgust.

"I just want to go. I'll take it easy. But I want to go." She pleaded. He couldn't tell her no. He could never tell her no.

"Fine. But I am watching you. And we aren't staying late!" He told her sternly.

"Okay..." She said with a faint smile.

I had to stop it, it was getting too long. I will write the party in the next chapter!