Drew tossed in his bed once again. He had no idea how Anna ever slept through it. It was usually loud. But tonight, it was earth shattering. Thank god she was with Izzie. He covered his head with one pillow. Then two. Then three. Still the faint sounds of moaning, grunting and screaming each other's names rang in his ears. They were like some kind of machines. It'd stop for a few minutes and then they were right back in the game. If he had sleeping pills, he'd be taking him. No, he wouldn't. He wanted to make sure he could hear the twins. In other words, he was going to suffer.

"Oh God...Derek!" She shouted loudly. Then a crash. A definite crash. A picture. Maybe an antique vase. Either way, they kept on, ignoring the damage.

"Harder...harder!" Meredith shouted. That of course was followed by a banging headboard, confirming her requests were granted.

"Fuck..." He heard Derek shout as he hit his peak.

"I'm sorry, big guy." Drew said as he looked down at his own penis. "Shit..." He moaned as he tossed again.

Drew glanced over at the clock. It was six a.m. They had gone at it, all night. Finally at five a.m. they went silent. From sheer exhaustion, most likely. Combined, he had probably gotten a solid two hours sleep. He thanked god that he didn't have to work. He threw his legs over the bed and stood up. Doctors hours. He couldn't sleep anymore if he tried.

"Hey, guys." He said as he walked in and looked at the sleeping babies. He had given them a bottle in the middle of the night, and they had slept the rest of the night.

"I hope mommy and daddy were smart. What a surprise it would be to have more of you..." He said with a chuckle as he walked out of the room and down to the kitchen.

The food was still on the table. Candles burned to their socket. He quickly prepared the coffee and started throwing away the food and placing the plates in the sink. A smile played on his face as he looked down at the tiny pink G-string on the floor. He picked it up and spun it around his finger. Grabbing his coffee and the newspaper, he sat back in a chair and watched the sunrise.

"Morning..." Derek said as he stumbled into the kitchen in his sleep pants and a t-shirt. His hair was disheveled, his eyes were tired, but he looked happy.

"Morning..." Drew answered as he watched Derek sit down in front of him. "So it sounds like you had a good night. A long night. Thanks loads for that, man." He said as he rolled his eyes.

"A very good night." Derek said with a satisfied smile. "And sorry..."

"Yeah...marathon sex." Drew said as he sipped his coffee. "A good thing, I suppose..."

"It was long overdue." Derek stated frankly as he grabbed a section of the paper. Drew looked up as Meredith walked into the kitchen very gingerly with the twins.

"Morning." She said as she sat the carriers down on the table. Derek immediately cooed at his babies.

"Rough ride last night, cowgirl?" Drew said with a chuckle as he watched her walk over to the table. She rolled her eyes and sat down.

"I fed them a bottle at three." Drew told them as she grabbed Delilah and let her nurse.

"Thank you." Meredith said graciously.

"No problem. Apparently you needed the sex." He laughed as he looked at them both.

"And this... Very nice, Mer." He said as he spun her G-string. Her eyes got wide as she looked up. Derek quickly snatched it out of his hand.

"Isn't it?" Derek said with an evil grin. "Very nice..." He repeated as he looked over at her.

"So, I hope you guys were smart..." He mentioned as he leaned back in his seat.

"What do you mean?" Derek asked with confusion.

"I mean, I hope you made sure there will be no...McBabies. That's what you call them, right? In the near future..." Drew watched Meredith's face turn white.

"She's breast-feeding." Derek pointed out.

"That doesn't always..." Meredith trailed off as she stared into space.

Her stomach started to roll. Anna was tough. The twins, were tougher. But to be pregnant again... That was really not what she wanted to think about. She quickly pulled Delilah away and ran to the bathroom.

"Man..." Drew said as he shook his head.

"The bad thing is...my guys are good." Derek said with a smirk as he looked at his children.

"If there's a will there's a way." Drew chuckled.

"You know it." Derek agreed. He watched Meredith walk back into the kitchen, he skin pale and a big frown on her face. Derek and Drew both looked up at her as she sat down. First the corners of their mouths raised. Then a smile played on their lips. Then it went to full blown laughter.

"It's not funny, you sons of bitches." She spat as she scowled.

"Mer..." Derek said with a faint smiled as he looked in her eyes. Drew continued to laugh.

"No, Derek! No!" She said with a raised voice and then looked at the babies. She lifted Devlin to her breast and let him nurse. "It's not funny. It's not funny..." She started to cry. She looked down at Devlin. He looked up at her with a panicked face. "Not funny..." She continued. He pulled away and started to cry himself.

"Meredith. It's okay." Derek said as he walked over to her and rubbed her back.

"No. No it's not. I'm tired. I am so tired. I love them, I do. But they are sucking the life out of me right now. I wake up tired. I go to bed tired. And now, because I couldn't keep my freaking legs closed... I can't do it again. I can't." She cried as she held Devlin close. "Not now."

"I'm sure everything will be okay." Derek said as he kissed her head.

"I have this!" She said as she grabbed her loose skin. "And now...I might have more..." She scrunched her face and the tears continued.

"Maybe not..." Derek said optimistically. "You never know."

"You have super sperm, Derek. All you do is throw it across the room. You can impregnate a tree..." She wailed. Drew looked at him with confusion. He smiled happily and nodded his head yes.

"Meredith, if you remember correctly, you didn't have an easy time conceiving the twins." He pointed out with a smile.

"Oh no..." She said as she closed her eyes and dropped her head.

"Get the morning after pill." Drew said with a shrug as he looked up at them both. Meredith looked up and Derek glared.

"That's not even an option." He said firmly. No way. He wasn't going to kill his possible children. No way was he going to kill an innocent life.

"Why?" Drew asked as he glanced between them both.

"Because we are not killing my possible children. No way." He spat as he looked at the twins.

"It's the freaking morning after pill. Not a second trimester abortion. God, what if she was raped. What would you say then?" Drew asked.

"Don't even fucking go there! She wasn't raped. I can't believe you would even say that. That is entirely different..." Derek told him.

"It's still an innocent life." Drew said sarcastically. "Are you even going to ask Meredith what she wants?" Drew asked as he looked at Derek's cold eyes.

"We are not doing that." He reiterated as he walked away and grabbed more coffee. Drew gave Meredith a sympathetic smile and went back to the paper.

"What do you want, Meredith?" Drew asked as he looked at her.

"I--" She started before Derek walked up.

"Don't do that. Don't ask her. Don't put her on the spot." Derek spat as he sat down.

"No, you don't do that. You don't not ask her. It's her body." Drew argued in her defense. "Her mind. So you want her to lose her mind because you want her to be a fucking baby machine?"

"This is non of your fucking business." Derek said nastily.

"Well, I obviously have to be an advocate for your wife, since you won't listen to her." Drew said loudly as he glared at Derek.

"Who do you think you are?" Derek shouted. Meredith looked at them both and walked out with the twins.

"I am not subjecting you two to this." She said softly as she walked into the living room. She could hear them going on as he moved away.

"I am a guy who cares. I'm not a selfish asshole who thinks he can run his wife." Drew said with a shrug.

"Run my wife? I'd like to know where you are, because her, Meredith runs me." Derek said as he looked across the table.

"Well, she is already exhausted. You don't know what it would do to her." Drew said with a nod.

"And you do?" Derek asked quickly. "You're saying it's okay for her to kill my possible children?"

"No. I'm saying that you would rather have Meredith than another child. I'm saying that you aren't taking her into consideration." Drew said, quieting down. "I'm not saying I think it's right. I'm not saying it's what she wants. I am just saying that you need to take what she wants into consideration. You spoke for her. You didn't ask. You just answered."

"Well--" Derek snapped.

"No, Derek. You are my cousin. You're right. It is none of my business. I don't want to cause problems. I just..." He muttered softly.

"You were being caring..." Derek returned.

"Sorry, man." Drew said as he looked up.

"I shouldn't have snapped." Derek replied with a sigh. Drew nodded in her direction, and Derek agreed, getting up.

"I'm sorry, Mer." Derek said as he sat down next to her.

"It's okay." She said as she rested her head on his shoulder.

"What do you want?" He asked softly.

"I would never do it. Even if it would kill me to have another. I couldn't do it." She said with a smile. "I love you. I love our children. I couldn't..."

"I love you." She said as she kissed him. "Now it's just time to pray like hell!"

"No kidding..." Derek muttered as he kissed her head.

I know it was short. But the next one is a big one. Not necessarily long, but intense. Some time will have passed, about six months. So you get this for today. And the contents of this chapter contain no opinions about anything. I was just trying to show how they felt... I hope no one takes offense.