Updates are going to be less often now because school has started. I promise I will try my best to keep up with it though! I'm trying to find ways to make this interesting so stick with it ;) This chapter starts a few weeks after the last chapter.
Meredith's POV:
"Meredith," I heard Derek say as I stared blankly out the car window. "Meredith, are you listening at all?"
"Yeah, sorry, just a lot on my mind." I told him as my hand drifted across my very small baby bump.
"Are you nervous?" He asked. It was my first day back to work in a while and on top of it, I was starting my neuro fellowship today.
He reached over and grabbed my hand and I gave him a small smile. "I'm as ready as I'll ever be."
He pulled his Porsche into his usual parking spot and quickly made his way over to my door to help me out. We both made our way into the hospital for my first time since our appointment.
"Are you alright?" he asked, pulling me to a stop before the elevators.
"Derek, I'm fine. Stop asking."
The elevator dinged and the doors opened. Derek and I stepped in to a silent elevator.
Next to me, Derek started to chuckle to himself. "What are you laughing about?" I asked him.
"We haven't had an elevator moment in quite a while," he said giving me his best McDreamy smile and moving himself in front of me. His body weight pushed against mine as his hands pressed on the wall, trapping me in. He leaned in and crushed his lips into mine, his tongue begging for entrance. Our tongues intertwined and battled for dominance for awhile before the all too familiar ding brought us back to reality and he pulled back. Smiling, he licked his lips and took my hand as we walked out of the elevator.
"So, I'll see you for lunch?" he asked, still smiling.
I returned his smile, "See you then."
"Oh Meredith," he called, "No long surgeries."
"I'm not three, Derek!" I yelled back, walking away.
The day was pretty slow so far. I was needed for a few consults and stitches but nothing real interesting. I was dying for a big case to roll in the door.
As I walked through the hall a few nurses and other personnel started to run past me. Instinctively, I followed and man, was I glad I did. I entered the ER to find 3 very badly injured patients. I heard from some people near by that they fell in a rock climbing accident. I quickly made my way over to the first patient.
"Hi, I'm doctor Grey, can you tell me your name?"
The patient looked up at me with scared eyes as he struggled to move.
"Sir, please don't move, I'm here to help you."
He lost consciousness so I quickly assessed his injuries and checked his pupils for any signs on what was going on in his brain.
"I've got to get him up to the OR now. Someone call up there please!" I ordered as I prepped the bed to be moved. This was the perfect surgery.
7 hours later, I was still working hard to fix up my patient. He had many brain bleeds and his brain was swelling. I glanced up at the clock to see that it was 4 in the afternoon. I had missed lunch with Derek.
"Can someone page Dr. Shepherd and let him know that I got caught up in a surgery?" I asked my surrounding nurses. One of them volunteered and I turned my attention back to the patient.
As my hands were working, the field in front of me looked to be moving and began to seem blurry. I blinked a few times which seemed to resolve my issue and I returned back to my work. After about thirty minutes, the problem returned.
"Dr. Grey, are you okay?" a nearby scrub nurse asked. That was the last thing I remembered before everything went black.
Derek's POV:
I sprinted through the halls to find where they took Meredith. I received a page from a scrub nurse that said she had passed out during a surgery. Typical, I should have known she wasn't okay as soon as I found out she didn't have lunch.
"Meredith," I sighed as I entered her room. "I told you no long surgeries and why did you skip lunch?"
"I was in the middle of a surgery. I lost track of time." She mumbled
"You can't be losing track of time! You're carrying a child, our child. It's not just you that you have to worry about right now." I barked back, louder than I intended.
"Ive had a child before, Derek, I'm not dumb."
"Then why were you being irresponsible again?" I said, crossing my arms and leaning against the door.
"Are you calling me a bad mother? Like that day when you said I was just like my mother?" She snapped.
My mouth hung open in disbelief. "Are you seriously going to bring that up every time we have a disagreement?"
She didn't answer me but her eyes pierced right through me. If looks could kill.
My gaze fell to the floor to avoid her stare. "Meredith," I paused. "I think that we... I think I need to go visit home for a little while. I'm not running, I still love you it's just... I need to.. I need to think. I need to find myself again."
Her stare softened as she struggled to process what I just told her. I walked over and kissed her forehead, carefully brushing a piece of hair out of her face. "I'll be back very soon, just promise me you'll take care of yourself and our baby for the next few days."
She looked at me but no words came out of her mouth. She was completely mute.
"I'll get Alex to bring you home and I'll take Bailey and Zola to see grandma."
I finally got some form of answer from her as she nodded and looked down. I gave her a weak smile and walked out the door.
Meredith's POV:
Did he really just leave? His words were running through my head but I still couldn't seem to make sense of them. He was right, we both needed air to breath but I wasn't sure if this is what I really wanted. I never intended for him to leave. Maybe I was being to hard on him for what he said. I knew he didn't really mean it, although the words still stung. I needed to stop holding that against him. What if in "finding himself" he realized he didn't love me and he never came back?
I mentally kicked myself and tried to push the thoughts away so I could fall asleep. It was difficult to do so, but eventually my eyelids grew heavy and I drifted off without my husband by my side.
I woke when Alex walked into my room.
"Hey Mer, Bailey said you can go home for the night. I'll bring you home and stay with you tonight."
I looked around for Derek before remembering where he went. When I remembered, sadness flooded my face. I glanced at Alex who gave me a sympathetic smile and reached out his hand. Slowly I got up and fell into his arms which he had wrapped around me.
"It'll be okay, he always comes back. And he knows whats coming if he doesn't." Alex laughed, referencing the time he punched Derek in the hall.
His joke caused a small grin to appear on my face and he broke the embrace to grab my things. "Let's go home." He said.
When I arrived home I found the silence eerie. My house was never quiet. Either the kids were awake, a babysitter was here, or Derek was here with me. I rarely came home to a quiet house.
I quickly set up the guest room for Alex and made my way over to my room.
Rarely did I ever have free time all to myself. I took a quick look around the quiet room before I made sure the door was locked. I stripped down to my underwear and turned on the music. Boy was I glad that Derek made the walls soundproof. I danced my heart out in my underwear for a good hour before I was finally exhausted. I collapsed on our large bed as the silence enveloped me again. I turned my head to look at where Derek usually lay and found myself sad that he wasn't there, regardless of how nice it was to be all alone for once. It turns out that at the end of the day, people were better than no people.
Alright so before you all flip out about Derek leaving, let me explain. He still loves her but he needs to realize that. Things aren't just going to magically fix themselves. The fight at the beginning of the story is still very relevant and I think that Mer and Der both need to take a step back and look at it all from a different view point. For me, the end of this chapter really shows how Meredith is finally relaxing and having fun again but no matter what, they still long for each other and find them selves happier in each other's presence.
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