When the glue dries

No other Pain

A/N HEY GUYS IT'S MEEEE haha hope y'all are prepared for a lil emotional rollercoaster

IF THIS CHAPTER CAUSES YOU PAIN, PUT ALL THE BLAME ON meredithandtequila AND meredithsderek1 BECAUSE THIS IS ALL THEIR FAULT

Anyways now we've gotten THAT out of the way....

I've prepared y'all a lil song- If u watched high school musical 2 then this is the opening song

🎵🎶"What time is it?
Shooting time
Let's kill some doctors
What time is it?
BANG BANG TIME
GUNS OUT SCREAM AND SHOUT!"🎶🎵

*bows* why thank you
Haha hope y'all don't come for me in ur semis... 

ANYWAYS LOVIES ENJOY!!!!
                                               
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Meredith P.O.V

I had a feeling. It wasn't an 'I'm gonna die' kinda feeling or what, but it was definitely one I'd had before. I had been feeling rather nauseous lately, my stomach hurt and I had a slight temperature, a combination I hadn't felt since I-

Oh my god.
I couldn't be pregnant again could I?
I mean Derek and I had been talking about having another baby I just never realised it would happen so soon.

I paged Cristina 911 and tried to get on with the charts I was trying to do, attempting to block out the images of bassinets and diapers and tiny mcdreamy haired babies that were already forming in my mind.

I felt a pair of strong arms wrap themselves around my waist from behind and instantly knew who it was

"Hey" My husband whispered, burying his nose in my neck. I leant back into his chest, allowing his warmth to penetrate through my skin.

"Hey" I whispered back, turning over in his arms and cuddling into his chest, forgetting about everything for just a moment.

"Are you feeling alright? You look, I don't know, off?" Derek said pulling back and pressing a hand to my forehead "Still breathtakingly beautiful though, of course" He hurriedly added "but off"

I laughed slightly nervously, pulling his hand off of my forehead and clasping it between both of mine. He could always see right through me and apparently I'm a terrible liar, both things that did not help in situations like these.

"I'm fine Der, and before you say it I don't mean 'Meredith fine' like I mean actually fine like I'm freakin awesome right now... The question should be, are you feeling alright, huh? Are you?"

He looked bewildered for a hot minute, obviously wondering how a quick, less-than-a-minute-long conversation had turned into an intervention

"Umm mer you know that the rambling kinda gives it away... you're definitely hiding something" he deduced, grabbing my other hand and swinging them both at our sides

"I'm being serious now Mer I'm worried, is something wrong please I want to help"

Okay crap I didn't want to worry him. I looked into his deep cerulean eyes which were shining with concern.