peace

chapter 4

The rest of her time on Derek Shepherd's service was silent. He didn't yell, or make small talk, or flirt. There was no communication except for the staring. A lot of weird staring. Any time they were in the same room as each other, he would stare at her with big sad eyes. Meredith had absolutely no idea what was going on. She almost wished that he would just yell at her or berate her, at least she would understand that. Now it was a month and a half after and they still haven't spoken a word to each other outside of pure professionalism.

"You know, every time I get my period it makes me want to go stab some dude in the leg. I bleed, he bleeds. It evens the score." Cristina announced as she plopped onto the gurney next to her.

"Well at least you know you're not pregnant." Meredith laughed as she flipped through the medical magazine she was reading.

"I already knew I wasn't pregnant. Last time I slept with someone was when we went to joes while you were on Dr. Monster's service."

Meredith gave her a confused look, "but-" All the blood drained from her face. "Oh shit." She got up and ran to the nearest supply closet.

Cristina following her asked, "Do you think you're-"

"I haven't had my period since." She responded sheepishly.

"I didn't know you even had sex that night." Cristina responded as they hurried to the bathroom with the pregnancy tests.

"I did." She walked into the toilet and used 2 of the tests.

"How long do we have to wait?" Cristina asked.

"3 minutes."

"What are you going to do?"

"I don't know."

"Would you keep it?"

"I-" She took a deep breath. "Yea."

"It's been 3 minutes." Cristina sighed as they bent over to look at the test.

"What the hell does two lines mean. Why can't they just put a plus or a negative sign. Is it really that hard to just do that. God damn. Where the hell is the box." Meredith rambled.

"Calm down. I got it." Cristina read the package. "Two lines means pregnant."

"Oh god. Oh god."

"Meredith. Meredith." She put her arm around her. "It's okay. You are going to be okay."

"I'm a pregnant intern." Meredith snapped. "A single pregnant intern."

"Do you know who the father is."

Meredith nodded.

"Can you contact him?"

Meredith nodded again.

"Are you going to?"

"I don't really have a choice."

"You do. Meredith you are badass strong independent woman, if you want to you can do this on your own." Cristina said. "Plus, baby will have an awesome aunt."

"I- the father works here."

"He does? Who is it? Please tell me it's not Evil Spawn. Oh god. It would be Evil Spawn's spawn."

"It's not Alex." She said refusing to make eye contact.

"Come on Mer. Who is it?"

"Dr. Monster." She said quietly as Cristina's eye's widened.

"You did it with Dr. Monster?!" Cristina exclaimed.

"A little bit." Meredith sighed.

"A little bit?"

"Well, hard against the bathroom door at Joe's."

"I- Was it good?"

"Probably the best I've ever had."

"Are you going to tell him?"

"Well I sorta have to don't I?"

"I mean, he has been all, not talky, ever since then so he probably wouldn't say anything."

"I need to talk to him. He doesn't deserve to be screwed over by another person."

"What do you mean 'screwed over by another person.'"

"Oh, we talked before the bathroom thing. His ex-wife slept with his best friend. That's why he was such an ass."

"And then your vagina fixed him so he was no longer an ass." Cristina breathed.

Meredith laughed lightly. "I guess it did."