When the glue dries

Dont ever die

A/N OMFG GUYS I'M SO SORRYYYYY I PROMISE I HAVEN'T ABANDONED THIS STORY!!!!! I'm studying rn for some rlly important exams so my writing time has pretty much diminished... I haven't even had time to read let alone update this one 😭😭😭... I WANNA REPEAT THAT I AM NOT ABANDONING THIS STORY!!! I already know how is gonna end I just don't have the time rn to actually write the chapters but I will try I promise

At this point Derek is still Cheif of Surgery, he hasn't had any reason to quit so he's still Cheif

For all of my fellow pervs out there, you'll be pleased to know this chapter is MATURE so don't read past the warning halfway through if u don't like steamy cheif shepard merder seggs

ANYWAYS LOVIES ENJOY!!!!!

                                                        

Meredith P.O.V

"We gotta get him to an OR STAT!"

"Doctor there's no time we have to let him go"

"No! He needs surgery!"

"He's coding!"

"Charge to 100!"

"Clear"

"It didn't work do it again!"

"CLEAR!"

"Oh no! Mr Twinkle is dead!" Madilyn cried as the twins looked down at the now deceased teddy bear on the makeshift gurney, aka the living room coffee table.

I laughed quietly from the couch as I watched my two eldest play their new favourite game 'surgery'.

Ever since Cristina bought them a toy plastic crash cart complete with all the mod-cons, their stuffed toys had become patients, each with a different 'rare and mysterious disease' that only the Shepard twins could fix.

To be honest, I was rather surprised by their accuracy- they'd seen Derek and I in surgery a few times, but it was still remarkable that their 5-year-old minds had retained so much knowledge.

"You did everything you could doctor but he's dead " Lexie stated, head bowed solemnly

"Time of dying 4566"

"Why'd you say that?" Lexie Asked

"Well when someone dies they always say it and then some numbers, right mama?" Maddie said; turning to me

"That's right sweetie! Well done my two clever doctors" I praised, rising from the couch and pulling them into a tight hug

"Dada home?" Asked Bailey, toddling over from the cars he was playing with to see why his sisters were getting so much attention.

"Not yet Bails, he'll be back soon" I said, reaching out and pulling him into the embrace too.

"We'll this is a nice surprise" Came the warm and husky voice of my husband from the doorway

"DADDY!" The girls cried, jumping out of our hug and sprinting to Derek. He dropped his briefcase and lifted them both into the air, twirling them around.

Laughter filled the air as the girls' giggles mixed with Derek's loud chuckle. Even Bailey was clapping his hands together and watching from his place on my lap.

I took a moment to take it all in. The shrieks of laughter from my kids, the trees rustling in the wind outside and the smell of the pre-made dinner brought it all back to me. This was my life. My absolutely perfect life. I had an amazing, smart, hot and sexy husband, three perfect children and an amazing house. A few years ago I'd someone had told me I'd be living like this, I would've probably laughed in their face before walking off to find a surgery.