If Im Not In Love

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Derek couldn't believe that Meredith was nearly four months pregnant. In five short months, they would have a newborn baby in the house. They barely had anything for the nursery yet but they had both decided it was a little too early to start buying things. Meredith had received her first pair of maternity pants, a joke from Cristina which had sent her into the bathroom crying.

Despite the up and down hormones, Meredith was generally feeling better. The morning sickness had waned and Derek couldn't have been more happy that he didn't have to wake up to her getting sick every morning and not being able to do anything to help her. She was craving weird combinations of foods that completely disgusted Derek but made Meredith very happy. They had even discussed their plans for leave from work and that it was useless to take birthing classes since they worked in a hospital. Everything was going along smoothly and just like any other morning, Derek woke up with Meredith's naked body in his arms. But this morning something was different.

As he opened his eyes, Derek felt in his hand on something that hadn't been there before. Ever since finding out she was pregnant, he had slept with his hand on her stomach and this morning there was definitely something there. He moved his hand around over the small bump that had appeared before lifting up the sheets to look and then quickly trying to wake Meredith up. "Mer...Mer, wake up..."

"Hmmph....stop Der." Meredith swatted at his hand.

"Wake up..." Derek repeated, shaking her gently before putting her hand on her stomach. "Or just...feel..."

"Derek what...." Meredith jolted up, the sheet falling from her chest as she touched the hard round bump. "I...that's..."

"The baby."

"That's...I just had a small pouch yesterday...."

"I woke up and my hand...it was just there." Derek grinned.

"That's a baby."

"Our baby." He breathed.

"In my stomach."

"Hi baby..." Derek whispered, leaning his head down closer to the small bump.

"You're...Derek you're talking to a small bump." Meredith rolled her eyes as she ran her hands through his dark hair.

"It's our baby." He grinned.

"Well yes."

"Sorry...your mommy interrupted me..." Derek kept talking. "I'm your Daddy..."

"Derek..." Meredith giggled.

"You won't meet for awhile...but I can't to see you."

"But he helped get you in there."

"I did." He laughed, looking up at her before taking her face in his hands and kissing her.

"Hmm...it was fun."

"Does...can you feel it?"

"Yeah."

"I love you."

"I...we love you."

"You're amazing." He whispered, kissing her again.

"What?"

"You're just...amazing." He smiled, his hand on her stomach.

"I'm just me."

"Carrying our child."

"I..."

"Thank you."

"You...it's still early."