I'm ready

"Chapter 2."

Music is optional :)

Meredith bounded cheerfully down the halls of the hospital. Things could not have been going better.

The doctor's appointment following her decision to stop using birth control had gone well. Her doctor had informed her and Derek, who'd accompanied her to the appointment as promised, that there was a chance of delayed conception due to the years she'd spent on the pill, but other than that everything seemed fine.

They'd left for the Bahamas a few days after that and spent a blissful week lounging on the beach, enjoying the many amenities and excursions the resort offered, indulging in the rich foods, and making love into the early morning. The trip had been relaxing and completely amazing. They'd vowed to return someday when their week ended all too quickly.

After returning home, the sex became even more constant. Meredith and Derek met in on call rooms, his office, her research lab, conference rooms, and even supply closets on a regular basis. In addition they'd been "trying" in every room of their house, and even in the car a few times out of shear impatience.

Operation Baby Shepherd had officially been going on for four months now and was currently the cause of Meredith's cheerful bounding.

"Why are you looking all...happy and bouncy?" Cristina asked as fell into step next to Meredith.

"I will tell you as soon as I speak to Derek," she replied with a huge grin.

"Since when can you not tell me things when you feel like telling me things?" Cristina frowned.

"Later, Cristina!" Meredith called as she spotted Derek and began to jog in his direction.

As soon as she reached her husband Meredith grabbed his arm and started dragging him down the hall.

"Mer, what are you doing?" he questioned.

She didn't reply as she dragged him into a blissfully empty elevator. As soon as the door closed, she stopped the elevator and turned to him. Her smile was so bright it could rival the sun as she wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him, "Hi."

"Hi," he responded, "what's up?"

"Der," she beamed, "I um...I've been feeling kind of tired lately and at first I thought it was all the sex but then I started vomiting a little a few days ago and well, when I thought about it I couldn't remember the last time I had a period and..."

"Mer," he smiled, "you're rambling even faster than usual."

She slowly met his eyes, "Sorry...Derek, I'm pregnant."

Derek's expression started out as shock, then turned quickly to pure excitement. "Mer...are you serious?"

Meredith nodded, "I peed on three sticks, but I want a blood test to be sure. I came to find you first."

Derek quickly restarted the elevator and stopped it on the next floor, dragging her to an exam room. "Sit," he commanded, "I'll take your blood."

An hour later a lab technician handed the test results to Derek. He turned to Meredith before he even glanced at the paper, "Mer, I just want you to know that on the off chance this says we're wrong, it'll be okay. We'll just keep trying."

She nodded as Derek read the results. A smile stretched across his face and reached his tear glazed eyes as he looked up from the page in his hand.

Tears filled her own eyes as they met his, "Derek...we're having a baby."

He kissed her hard on the lips and pulled her into a hug, "We're having a baby," he whispered in her ear. People were staring. They didn't usually partake in such intense PDA, but neither cared. Operation Baby Shepherd was a success.