Derek's pov:
I walk into my room. I look at meredith as she sleeps peacefully. I kneel infront of her. I kiss her lips softly. "Mer" I whisper. She scrunches her nose but doesn't open her eyes.
"Meredith" I whisper. I smile, kissing her nose. She giggles, opening her eyes. "Hey" I smile. "Hi" she smiles brightly. "I have to go to my therapy session" I stroke her cheek with my thumb.
"Are you going alone?" She asks. "Can you come with me?" I ask. "You want me to?" She asks. "Please" I say. "Of course" she whispers. She sits up slowly. She looks at me as I stand up. She gets up, running to the bathroom. She pukes into the toilet.
I walk over to her quickly, holding her hair back until she's done. She flushes the toilet. "Morning sickness" she says. She looks at me. She grins. "I really am pregnant" she giggles. "You did about 10 tests" I chuckle.
"I'm so excited" she smiles. "I've never seen someone so happy about puking" I stroke her cheek with my thumb. She giggles. We stand up.
"I'll wait for you in the living room, okay?" I hug her tight from behind as she looks in the mirror. She smiles, nodding. I kiss her cheek before walking out, into the living room.
I turn on the tv and sit on the couch. She comes out a few minutes later, dressed and ready. I turn off the TV quickly, knowing what's coming. "We're you watching Alvin and the chipmunks?" She asks. "..no" I say.
She tears up, putting her hand over her mouth. "Mer" I whisper. "Theodore is so cute" she sobs. Yesterday she cried because of how sad a street cat looked outside when we went for a walk.
I stand up, pulling her into my arms. She sobs into my shoulder. "Its okay" I chuckle softly, stroking her hair gently. She whimpers.
"Is it bad that I'm glad your hormones are more on the sad side, rather than angry? Because I know you would've killed me by now" I say. She giggles. I smile as I see her laugh.
She wipes her eyes, smiling. "Are you ready?" I ask. She nods. We hold hands, entwining our fingers.
"Can we take the motorbike?" She asks. "Not whilst your pregnant.. its more dangerous" I say. She whines. "Okay fine" she says. We walk outside.
We get in my car and I drive us to the therapists office. We go inside and sit on the couch. "Hey meredith, derek" she smiles. "Hi" we say. "How are you two?" She asks. "Good" we smile.
"Have you been crying?" She asks. "Oh.. um, yeah" meredith giggles, wiping her dried tears away.
"Can we tell her?" I ask. "Sure" meredith giggles. "What?" Dr wyatt asks. "Merediths pregnant" I say. "Congratulations" she smiles. "Thanks" we grin.
"How do you feel about that, derek?" She asks. "Happy.. very happy" I smile. "You do seem very happy" she says. I smile, nodding.
"And I'm gonna tell you what happened.. all of it.. because I want to be out of therapy before our daughter is born" I say.
"You don't know the gender" meredith giggles, nudging me. "Its gonna be a girl" I whisper. She grins, shaking her head. "I want a little derek" she furrows her brows. "I want a little meredith" I say. We both chuckle.
"Why do you want to be out of therapy before your baby arrives?" Dr wyatt asks. "Its not the therapy.. it that I want to be okay by the time she's here" I grin at meredith. "He" she mumbles.
"Why's that?" Dr wyatt asks. "I want my focus to be on the baby.. and meredith" I say. She entwines our fingers. I smile.
"You know you can't rush-" Dr wyatt says. "I know.. I can't rush the healing process or whatever.. but I can try" I say. Meredith chuckles softly.
"I don't want you to rush into anything.. you might think you can say the whole experience aloud but it'll be worse for you if you try and aren't able to" she says. "I can, though" I say. She sighs.
"I want you to do something.. and we can talk about it next session" she says. "Homework?" I ask. "Yes" she says.
I look at meredith. "Derek doesn't really do homework.. he just makes me do it for him" she giggles. Dr wyatt chuckles.
"Well you can do this together" she says. "What is it?" I ask. "I want you to try and tell meredith everything.. at home.. by yourselves.. just tell meredith" she says. "Meredith knows" I say.
"I know.. but I- I'm a stranger.. you've known me for a few weeks.. you're not going to be able to tell me if you can't tell your girlfriend" she says. "Okay" I say. "You gonna do that?" She asks. I nod.
She looks at the wall. "It looks like today's session is over" she says. I smile, nodding. We stand up. "Thanks Dr wyatt" I say. She smiles. "Bye" we say. "Bye.. and congratulations you two" she says. We smile before leaving.
We walk out to my car. She entwines our fingers over the console. I drive us home. "TV?" She asks. "No.. no TV.. I dont want you crying again" I pick her up. She giggles as I carry her to the bedroom.
I sit her down on the bed. I sit infront of her. "You wanna do the homework now?" She holds my hands. "Its stupid.. you already know" I say. "Der" she says. I sigh.
"Don't pressure yourself.. if you're not ready to say it then you don't need to" she says softly. I take a deep breath.
"I stayed after school and she called me over to her desk, asked me a few questions and then she asked me if I wanted to go to her house.. I said yes" I say. She nods, holding my hands tighter.
"When we got to her house, she gave me cookies.. but then we went upstairs.. I didn't really understand what was happening but she got some stuff.. a blindfold and-" I stop. Tears are running down my cheeks and my breathing is heavy.
"Its okay.. its okay, der" she whispers, stroking my cheeks with her thumbs. She climbs onto my lap, straddling me. I look into her eyes. She wipes my tears. "You don't have to rush yourself, derek" she whispers.
"But I want to be okay" I whisper. "And you will be.. I promise, but you have nine months until the baby comes, and even then.. if you need to, you can continue therapy" she says.
"I want to be okay.. I hate this.. I hate that everytime I talk about it, its like I'm back there" I say. "I know you do.. I hate it too.. you don't deserve to be in pain, ever" she tears up slightly.
"You take the pain away" I whisper. She smiles. She kisses me softly. "In less than 9 months I will tell you everything that happened.. and I won't stop once" I say. "I know you will.. you can do anything" she says.
I smile. She kisses my lips softly. "I want bed" she says. "Okay" I chuckle softly. She gets up. She puts on one of my shirts. I get up and get changed into some pyjama bottoms.
We climb into bed. "You know it's 2pm, right?" I ask. "Yep" she giggles. I chuckle softly. We smile, looking into eachothers eyes.
"I love you" I kiss her softly. "And our fetus" I say. She giggles. I move down, kissing her stomach. She smiles as I move back up, kissing her again.
"Are you going to sleep too?" She asks. "No, I'll stay here with you though" I say. "Can you wake me up in a little bit? We can watch a movie or something after?" She says. I nod. She snuggles into me. I stroke her hair gently until she falls asleep.
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med school roommates
Fanfictionwhat if meredith and derek were best friends ever since childhood and went down the same career path. they share an apartment down the road from their school/college.
