Meredith Grey is a new Elementary teacher who just moved to Seattle, she works at Seattle Grace Elementary.
Derek is a Neurosurgeon and works at Seattle Grace Memorial Hospital.
Derek's a father of two kids, one boy, and one girl. his son is eleven...
When I got home I found Rose sitting on the couch.
"You weren't here when I left, where is my mother?" I sat walking into the living room where she was.
"I told her she could leave since I was here but Avery started crying so she stayed. She's outside with them right now," she says.
"What did you do with the envelope Meredith asked you to give me?" I say sitting down across from her.
"Derek, I'm pregnant," she says.
"I-what?" I say. "I'm pregnant, I have the sonogram to prove it," she says as she takes something out of her bag and hands it to me.
"Rose, I know this isn't yours," I tell her. "Why would you say that?" She laughs it off.
"Because I know you're not five months pregnant, I haven't been with you that long. This is Meredith's sonogram. She told me she asked you to give it to me and you never did," I say.
"I would never do that. She came here asking for you and I said you weren't home and she left," she says.
"But I was home," I say. "She doesn't get to have you all to herself just because she is pregnant, and now I'm pregnant, you can have my baby and we don't need hers," she says.
"Rose I can see you marked over her name," I say wiping off the marker to reveal Meredith's name.
"It says Meredith Grey on it!" I say holding it in front of her face.
"That's my legal name, my middle name is Rose, I've always gone as Rose. I covered it so you wouldn't ask questions," she says.
"Okay- you know what? You can go now. I can't even look at you right now," I say.
"Wha- but I'm pregnant, aren't you happy?!" She says standing up.
"No, I'm not because you're not pregnant let alone five months, and if you are pregnant it's not mine!" I tell.
"Yes, it is! How do you know Meredith's baby is even yours, for all you know she's been cheating on you since day one!" She says.
"Even if that were true, which it is not, it wouldn't be any of your business. This baby! Is between Meredith and I, not you. If you can't handle that I'm having a baby with another woman from a pregnancy that was conceived before we were together then you shouldn't be here when the baby is born," I say.
"Fine, we can take a break, I'll spend some time at my place," she says.
"No, I think we should break up for good. I don't want to talk to you, I don't want to see you, I don't even want to look at you right now, I should have listened to Christopher and Avery when they said something. Go now," I say leading her to the door.
"But Derek- I'm preg-" she says. "You are lot pregnant and if you are it's not mine!" I yell opening the door and gently shoving her outside before locking the front door.
Meredith.
I heard some yelling outside coming from Derek's house before I heard a loud knocking a few minutes later.
I go to answer the door and see it's Derek's girlfriend.
"Are you happy?!" She screams at me. "What do you want?" I ask.
"Derek broke up with me because of you, you told him I stole your sonogram and now he doesn't believe I'm pregnant even after I showed him the proof!" She says.
"What proof?" I say. "The sonogram! He said there was no way I'm five months pregnant!" She says.
"You're not, five months ago Derek was with me," I say.
"So? He didn't tell you?" She says. "What do you want from me?" I say.
"Good luck with your new baby, I hope it grows up to be a psychopath and kills you," she says.
"Okay," I say closing the front door before locking it.
"Who was that?" Aaron asks as I go into the living room where Aaron is playing.
"Um, just some lady. She's gone now," I say.
"She sounded angry," he says. "No, she just- she has a very loud voice, that's all," I say.
"When is baby sister coming?" He asks. He asks the same question every day.
"Not for a couple of months I'm afraid, four to be exact. And even when she is here it'll be a while before you can play with her," I say.
"How long?" He asks. "Maybe a year or two," I say.
"That's forever," he says. "You'll be six in two years and in first grade. It won't feel like forever when it happens," I say.
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