What Should Have Been From The Beginning

My Something New

MEREDITH'S POV

I was freaking out, especially now after Cristina and I had well and truly tried our hardest to zip up my dress. But it would not close past my waist for the life of it, as much as we synched the dress in or as much as I sucked my stomach in, the baby had apparently double in size since the last time I had the dress on. I pulled the dress right down to the floor, stepped out of all the tulle and satin, threw a robe on over me and picked up my phone as soon as possible. the whole time my foot was tapping nervously and anxiously, Cristina was pacing the room trying to figure out options, and everyone outside was eager to find out why I was taking so long. I hadn't even wanted to tell Cristina this early, so coming up with appropriate excuses was a task in itself. 

'Derek, the baby's grown.' 

'Hi. I'm aware.' He replied confused and in a somewhat sarcastic tone.

'No. The baby has grown.' There was silence between the line but I could still hear his breathe down the speaker. 'Derek, the dress doesn't fit me. I don't have a wedding dress.' 

Immediately, he answered with what I thought to be a stupid response. 'Go look in the wardrobe.' 

Reluctantly and cluelessly, I stepped over to the wardrobe, opened the doors with one hand and what I saw inside instantly made me cry. Happy tears. Happy hormonal tears. 

DEREK'S POV

9 Weeks Into The Pregnancy 

Both Meredith and I had had a jam packed day and not once had we seen each other, except for in the morning when we woke up intertwined in each others body, like we did most mornings. My schedule involved surgeries, press for previous surgeries, wedding preparations, grocery shopping. You name it, I did it. With Meredith's day looking very similar, filled with surgery and dress shopping, I laid on our bed with the bedside lights dimmed, waiting to see my lady's face for the first time in what felt like an eternity. Every time we were away from each other, I realised that the minutes when back far slower than they did normally, with that thought constantly occupying my mind, I knew I was marrying the right woman and spending the rest of my life with the right woman too. I tried with everything I had, to keep my eyes open as I lay silently on my side of the bed, looking at the bedroom door. Slowly but surely, my eyelids began to close over my eyes until I felt this drop onto the bed and an arm crawl across my body and rest on my chest. I opened my dry eyes, to see Meredith, looking up at me with a big smile across her face when my eyes met her big, blue ones. 

'It's good to see your face again. I missed you.' 

She beamed at me and leant up to kiss my lips after she spoke. I kissed her back like I did every time without fail because I couldn't resist.

'Did you find a dress?'  She had now rested her head onto my shoulder, draped her leg across my body, wrapped her arm around my waist and closed her eyes. 

'I did.' 

'And?'

'And we still have our secret.' 

'So nobody asked?' 

'Nope. There's not much to show to be honest but I'm not telling you too much because we don't need any more bad luck than we've already had this year. But what I will say, is that I'm glad we have air conditioning in the reception because I got sleeves.'

'You've always said you'd have sleeves.' 

'The only problem is...' she took a pause to try and find the strength to carry on talking as the exhaustion was taking over, 'I think I'm going to have to get a different dress, if baby carries on growing as fast as they are, otherwise our secret will be out.' After that sentence, I immediately heard her miniscule snoozes and snores down my ear, which I surprisingly never found irritating at all.

2 Weeks Later

Meredith came through the living room door in huge strop and a sour look baked across her face.

'Well it's nice to see you too.' I sarcastically informed her. 'What's wrong?'

'The dress? My wedding dress, that I fell in love with? Well it isn't my wedding dress anymore because the baby has grown. She's grown that big, that my dress now doesn't fit and plus it shows my bump.'

'She?'

'It. They.' She quickly corrected herself since we didn't yet know the gender.

'I feel like a girl would do this to another girl. Sabotage their wedding day.'

She was huffing and puffing around the kitchen whilst she put things away and took stuff out her bag, all whilst doing so I couldn't help but laugh at her frustration. I never expected her to get so into the idea of a wedding like this. At least not the nitty gritty bits like wedding dress alterations. 

'So what happened next?'  I asked cautiously, trying not to step on the wrong foot. She waddled over and flumped on the sofa next to me with sad, soppy eyes and put her head on my shoulder. 

'I got a different dress that fit properly and will hopefully fit in a weeks time because there was no time to do alterations.' I sweetly kissed her forehead as she described this dress more than she had with the initial dress. That description and the fact she was open to telling me details of the dress, planted a thought into my head as I knew how much he loved her first dress. She wasn't going to like what I did, but it was going to happen sooner or later.

MEREDITH'S POV

The wooden doors of the wardrobe in the room, revealed my dress. The first dress I ever tried on and fell in love with. The first dress that, when it clicked in my head, I remembered didn't fit anymore.

'Derek. It doesn't fit though.' 

'Do you really think I'd send you a dress that I knew didn't fit you. It was there for a backup secretly and aren't you glad you had a backup.' 

'But it's going to show the baby.' 

'Everyone is going to find out sooner or later so why not involve our child in the biggest day of our lives so far.'

Everything he was saying down the phone was making complete sense and for the first time all morning I was ready to reveal my wedding dress, along with our secret to everyone who knew us.