So here's the next chapter! The story begins here actually!

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"Com'on boys and girls! Are you all listening?

Okay, we have to check in here in an hour! So you can go walk a little bit, eat something. But behave yourself and stay in groups of two or more!

See you here in ONE hour! Gate 23!"

"So, you want to drink something?", Derek asked.

Meredith shook her head. "Erm noo, I was going to shop a little bit with Heather. Tax-free, you know?"

"Okay babe. See you in a few." Derek kissed her and stroke her hair before he went to Mark.

"There's something wrong with her Mark... She's been avoiding me.", Derek sighed.

Mark shrudded his shoulders. "Give her some time, maybe she's just exhausted. The trip was long. Wanna drink something?"

Derek nodded and followed his best friend.

Meredith went to the nearest drug shop.

"Erm hi...", she said.

"Hello, miss, can I help you?" the pharmacist said in broken English.

Meredith sighed. "Yeah. I need a pregnancy test..."

"Okay.", she didn't give a kick, "We have a Predictor, but in this package there are two, so you can test a second time."

"The other one then, please..." Meredith wiped the tears of her face.

She paid and ran to the bathroom, where she was meeting Heather.

Heather saw her coming, with tears in her face. "Oh my God, Mer, what's wrong? Are you okay?", she asked worried.

"Let's just go in."

She followed Meredith into the bathroom. Luckily, there was nobody there.

"What's going on?"

Meredith took the package in her bag. But she doubted.

Heather hugged her best friend. "You can tell me anything, sweetheart! What's wrong?"

Meredith sobbed a few times and took a deep breath. She took the light blue bag out of her purse and gave it to Heather.

"What's this, Meredith?"

"Open it."

Heather took the box out of the bag. She looked at it, first confused and then she gasped. "Meredith? Are you...?"

Meredith sat on the ground and started crying.

"I don't know... But I'm late... I can't be pregnant, can I?"

Her friend pulled her up. "You have to do the test, Meredith. That's the only way to know. Look, the instructions are here on the back." She showed them and took a test out. "Okay Mer, you have to pee on this stick. And then you have to wait for 3 minutes. Two red dots means that it's positive."

Meredith breathed heavily. She took the test and went to a toilet.

She peed and got out. She laid the test on the table.

"What if it's positive? I'm 17... It can't be."

Heather hugged her. "Have you had unsafe sex with Derek?"

She shook her hand. "Well, we didn't always used the condom right away, so maybe... I can't believe I've been so stupid...!"

"Hey, we don't know yet what's going to happen."

"How long?", Meredith asked, biting her nails.

"Less than a minute. What are you going to do Meredith if you're pregnant?"

She sighed and her eyes started tearing again. "I don't know... I can't have a baby. I'm too young. Too irresponsible. But it would be my baby. Of me and Derek. And I love Derek. It really can't be positive... It can not be."

Heather looked at her watch. "It's been three minutes. We have to look."

"Okay." Meredith smiled nervous and took the test. She looked at it.

"It's going to be okay, Meredith... It's going to be okay.", Heather said. Meredith was crying with her head on her shoulder. "C'mon, wipe your tears. We have to go back... Derek will be wondering where you're at."

Derek's name made her cry even more. "He's going to break up with me... He's a boy..." She sniffed. "Boys break up with their pregnant girlfriends."

Heather hugged her tight. "You don't have to have the baby, Mer. You can have an abortion, if you want that."

Meredith kept crying.

"We'll talk later about that. We really should be going."

She took a deep breath and took some toilet paper to cover up. Good thing she didn't wear make-up often. She looked in the mirror. It was obvious that she had been crying. But there wasn't time to do anything about that.

They got on the plane. Meredith, Derek and some stranger said on one row.

"Have you been crying, sweety?", Derek asked worried.

Meredith nodded. "Just a stomach ache. Hormonal." Oh, the irony.

"Oh, okay. You know, my sisters use this hot pillows if they are... If they have the girl thing.", he said.

"Yeah, most girls do.", Meredith answered.

He smiled. "So... my hands are really warm."

"Okay?"

He laid his hand on her belly. She didn't expect that, so she shocked a little. "What's wrong?", he asked. "Is it that bad?"

She took his hand and stroke it. "Thanks. That feels good indeed."

Her head was on his shoulder. "Do you love me, Der?"

He kissed her head. "Off course. You know that."

"No matter what?"

"No matter what.", he confirmed. "Mer... what's wrong. Really? You've been avoiding me, you cried and now you're asking me this question."

"Can't I just ask you if you love me?", she asked mad.

He sighed. "There's something wrong, baby. I know it."

She started sobbing.

He took her in his arms. Mark was looking questionningly at him. "I don't know", he mouthed.

"Mer, please tell me...", he asked desperate. "Can I help you?"

"Please... don't leave me.", she cried.

Derek took her face in his hands. "Why would I leave you?"

She bit her lip. He looked at her, afraid for what was going to come. She took a very deep breath. "I really didn't want to tell you like this... I don't really know... How to tell you."

He squeezed her hand. "Blurt it out."

"I'm... I am... pregnant."

Shock through his eyes. "You are... pregnant? Are you sure?"

"I did a test." She took the test and showed it to her boyfriend.

He gasped. "The dots are red? Isn't red something negative? Are you sure?"

"Yes, Derek. I'm sure."

"Crap." Was Derek's only reaction.

"Yeah..."

There was a long silence, but Meredith broke it. "What are you thinking now, Der?"

"That we've been stupid. I can't believe it. There's a baby growing in you." He glared down at her still-flat belly. He reached out his hand and touched it. His hand was flat on her stomach and he looked her in the eyes. "This is gonna sound really stupid, but... I'm never going to leave you, no matter what you decide to do. But I think we can do this."

She hadn't expected this. "You don't have to walk around 9 months, Derek. You won't have to give up your studies, you won't have a messed up body. I don't know if I want this."

"I need some time. I'm gonna go to the bathroom or something. Can you give me a break?"

"Sure..."

Derek got up and went to the toilet. It wasn't until he got in there, that he broke down. He sat on the toilet, burried his face in his hands and started crying.

This was bad. Really bad. He was so angry at himself. They had so much information about condoms, they had given them condoms at school, he knew everything about safe sex. And he still had managed to get his girlfriend knocked up. He started hitting the wall. His fist hurt like hell, but he needed to get his anger out of him.

Soo... guess a lot of you did expect this. But what are they going to do now? (People who've read my other stories will know what happens :p)