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She kept on walking into the foyer and sat her bag down. "Nothing. I'm not hungry."

"Don't you think you should eat something? Maybe that would make you feel better."

"No. The only thing that helps is midol and sleep. I'm going to take a quick shower and go to bed."

As she walked up the stairs she said, "But you can bring me a glass of wine. Better living through chemistry and alcohol."

He asked softy, "Are you sure that is a good mix?" She didn't hear him and he went back into the kitchen. He went into the laundry room and rummaged through Mark's gym bag and found what he was looking for. The phone rang and it was his mom. He talked to her for awhile, but finally told her he had to go and promised he would call her back later. He got Meredith's wine and went upstairs. She was already out of the shower and getting into her PJ's.

"Here you go Mer." He sat her wine on the nightstand.

"Thanks Derek."

Meredith got into the bed and Derek sat on the side. He saw the pain in her eyes and said, "Meredith. Let me put this on you. It will help." He ripped open a package.

"What is it?" She took a large sip of the wine.

"It's a thermal care heat wrap. Contact with your skin heats it up. Mark uses it for sore muscles sometimes after the gym."

"Okay."

Derek pulls her shirt up and she pulled her pants down a little to expose her abdomen. He gently pulls it on her and she sighs and lies back down.

He smoothes her hair away from her face and pulled the covers over her.

"I'm going back downstairs and let you rest. I'll check on you later okay?"

"Um okay. Thanks Derek." She grimaces again and curls into a fetal position.

A few hours later she woke up and was disoriented.[i] It was dark, but early.[/i] She heard her stomach grumble. She got up and brushed her teeth and combed her hair.[i] She was afraid to look into the mirror.[/i] She grabbed her big oversized robe and put it on.

She slowly made her way downstairs. [i]She felt better, but still had some cramping. Derek was in the living room reading a medical journal. He didn't hear her come into the room and she stood there and watched him for a moment. He was gorgeous. He had on tight fitting jeans that fit him perfectly. His hair was tousled and he was the essence of masculinity. It was hard to believe that he wanted her when he could have anybody he wanted.[/i]

She said softy, "Hi."

He looked up surprised and said, "Hi there yourself. How are you feeling?"

"Better."

Derek stood up and crossed over to her. He cupped her face with one hand and put the other around her waist. "You look really pale sweetheart. Is it always this bad?"

"The first day is the roughest. After that, it's not so bad."

[i]He hated to see her in pain.[/i] "Can't you take something stronger than midol?"

She shrugged her slim shoulders, "It's just one day every six weeks or so."

"Six weeks? I thought maybe you were on the pill that only gave you a period a few times a year?"

"I'm not. But that's not a bad idea. I am....um....just very irregular. Especially since this intern year started."

Derek put his hand on her abdomen and said, "Maybe you are stressed out because of your mom too?"