The Seventh Sense is Love

Can You See Me?

Meredith was almost through the second trimester of pregnancy. She and Derek were at home and it was Thursday morning.

"I definitely think we should take the newborn care class," Meredith said. Then she giggled and continued, "At least, I should. You're great with the kids. Me, not so much."

"Meredith -"

"Tiny babies make me a little nervous," Meredith sighed as she rubbed her stomach.

"Meredith," Derek said again, "You're beautiful."

Meredith snapped her head up from the paperwork she was filling out. There was something in Derek's voice that had her heart pounding. "Derek?' She whispered as she moved around the table toward him. "Can you -" Meredith's voice cracked, full of hope.

He pulled her into his lap, wrapping one arm around her back and rubbing their baby with his other hand. "I can see you," he whispered, reverent and choked up. "You're blurry but I can see you, Mer. You're beautiful and your belly - our baby, our son - is amazing!"

Meredith had tears streaming down her cheeks now. She hugged Derek tightly to her and then pulled back to stroke his cheek with her hand. She looked at his eyes, noting that they were slightly more clear than usual. "Are you okay? Does anything hurt? Do you have a headache?"

Derek chuckled and brought her lips to his for a kiss. He was able to see her the tiniest bit better, up close like this. He kept his eyes open, unwilling to miss a moment of looking at her. When they pulled apart for air, he answered her questions, "My head hurts like hell but I've never been better."

"Okay." Meredith said, wiping at her tears, "We have to get you checked out, find out what's going on."

She started to get up and he held her tighter, keeping her on his lap. Derek kissed her again before replying, "We will Mer, but not yet. Right now, I just want to look at you." He pushed her shirt up to lean down and place little kisses all over her tummy.

"Derek," she said, running her fingers through the back of his hair.

He looked back up and into her eyes, "The tests can wait, Mer. For a little while. Just in case."

She nodded her head in agreement. The tests could wait. They deserved this time together. She knew he meant, just in case this is a cruel, medical fluke. She refused to believe it was, though. Meredith chose to believe this was a beautiful miracle.

"Derek -"

"It's a really good blue," he said, standing close to the nursery wall to see the color.

"Yes, it is," she agreed. Meredith was thrilled that Derek could see - even if it was limited. She was also very worried as he kept wincing in pain. It had been two hours since he'd said she was beautiful. And it seemed that his pain was getting worse. "Derek -"

"Your hair has streaks of gold in it."

"Yes," she smiled at his observation and the familiar feel of his fingers running through her hair. Then he winced again and actually groaned, bracing his hand on the wall. "That's it," Meredith said sternly. "We're going to the hospital. Now."

"Okay," Derek whispered, almost sounding defeated, still leaning on the wall.

"Can you make it to the car?"

"Yes," he answered, holding her more tightly to him. Then he looked into her eyes again and said, "The color is really unique. Kind of a mix of green, gray and blue."

"Derek please," Meredith whispered again as tears filled her eyes. She was so thankful for this gift of his sight. At the same time, she felt it was imperative to get him to the hospital and have him checked out.