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"Achoo!"

Derek moaned as he sneezed for about fortieth time that morning. It had taken him almost twenty minutes to put his shoes on, due to all the interrupted sneezing. Meredith walked into the room and shook her head.

"You're going Derek." said Meredith as she walked over to the bed.

"Mere, I have to go I have three surgeries today." said Derek as he blew his nose into a tissue.

"Derek you're sick. You're going to have someone's brain open in front of you and you might end up sneezing in it. Uh-uh I already called the Chief, you're staying right here in bed today." said Meredith

"Meredith." groaned Derek. "I'm grown man, I know when I'm too sick to work or not." said Derek.

"You're too sick." stated Meredith simply as she pulled a pair of pajamas of his, from the drawer. She walked over to the bed and handed them to Derek. "Put these on." said Meredith.

Derek grumbled as he slipped into the pajamas quickly. "You know I think you're enjoying this whole bossing me around thing." said Derek with a smirk.

"You have no idea." said Meredith with a smirk. She then pulled the blanket over Derek. "My shifts over at three, I'll be home then. No work, don't even think about the hospital, just sleep." said Meredith as she kissed his warm forehead. "Bye."

"Bye." said Derek as he forced himself to close his eyes. Maybe a day of no work wouldn't be so bad after all.

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Meredith sighed as she scrubbed out of surgery with Mark. She wiped her hands as Mark walked into the room.

"Where's Derek, I haven't seen him all day.' said Mark.

"Sick." answered Meredith.

"Sick?" questioned Mark. "Derek's never sick."

"Well he is today." said Meredith. "I'll go do those post-op charts. "said Meredith turning to leave.

"Grey!" called Mark after her. "Meredith… go home to your fiancé I'll take care of the post- op notes." said Mark.

Meredith smiled gratefully. "Thanks Mark I owe you one."

Mark waved his hand. "Go, before I change my mind." said Mark with an aggressive tone, but an evident small smile.

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Meredith walked into the house an hour or so later with a container of chicken noodle soup in her hand, she placed it on the counter in the kitchen and tip-toed upstairs up to her bedroom where she saw Derek sleeping soundly. She smiled as she walked up to him and ran her fingers through his tangled curls and gently kissed his forehead. Derek then opened his eyes.

"Hey." said Derek his voice still evident with slumber. He sat up and stretched gently. "How was your day?" asked Derek.

Meredith shook her head." It was fine, go back to sleep I didn't mean to wake you. "said Meredith gently.

"Mere, I'm already awake. Besides I feel better, I think I slept off the cold." joked Derek

Meredith giggled as she run her fingers at the nape of his neck. "Well in that case would you like some chicken soup?" asked Meredith.

"Love some."

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Derek opened his eyes after long night's sleep to hear what to seem to be the sound of someone getting sick in the Meredith's bathroom. He turned over to feel that Meredith wasn't there. He immediately got up and walked over to the door and knocked gently.

"Mere? Meredith? Are you okay?" called Derek. He waited a few minutes before a pale looking Meredith opened the door looking sweaty and unsteady.

"You made me sick." pouted Meredith angrily.

Derek laughed slightly. He pulled her into his arms. "I'm sorry. But Mere, I don't think you got sick from me. I had a cold; you are throwing up, tired and fatigued looking." said Derek.

"Gee you really know how to turn one on." joked Meredith. As she pulled out her scrubs, from dresser, throwing them around in her drawer to find a non- wrinkled pair.

"I don't think so." said Derek stopping her. "You're not going to work today."

"Derek I'm not going to sneeze in someone's brain like you were, I'll be fine." said Meredith.

"You're not going." said Derek as he pulled on clothes quickly realizing he was late. "I'll tell the Chief why you're not there. I'll call to see how you're doing later." said Derek as he kissed her head and then left in a hurry.

Meredith sat down on the bed thinking why she could be so sick. It then hit her like a brick on the head. "I couldn't be pregnant? Could I?" asked Meredith as she tried to mentally calculate when her last period was. She then grabbed the phone quickly dialing Cristina's number.

"Cristina I need a favor."

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Meredith stood pacing the room, later on after Cristina dropped of the pregnancy test. She was silently praying to herself that the test would be negative. "Please if there's a God, please let me not be pregnant. We're supposed to build a house, then get married, then have kids. No the other way around."

The timer that Meredith had set went off, startling her. She then carefully reached for the test, her hands shaking ever so slightly.

It's now or never.