Remember for me

Chapter nineteen:

A/n- in this AU Meredith grew up with all three sisters but they are still her half sisters. Maggie is Ellis's daughter but she doesn't know who her father is. Lexie and Molly are thatchers kids with Susan, just like in the show. It's an AU...so I figured that's what I wanted to do. Vote and comment. Thanks.

"You were pregnant with Mark Sloan's baby?" Bailey gasped. All three of Meredith's children were in pure shock. They couldn't even fathom a world where their mother had children besides them. "Did you have the baby?" Bailey asks.

"Bailey, I didn't even know if I was pregnant. It was pure superstition" Meredith explained. At that point, during thanksgiving, she didn't know for sure if she was pregnant. And she was trying to get the the part of the story where thanksgiving is explained. Well, what was thought on thanksgiving anyway.

"Okay, alright, there's only four of us so she obviously wasn't pregnant" Ellie reasoned. She was trying to be logical when all of her siblings were assuming something that may not even be true.

"Ellie is right. Let her explain" Lexie said.

And so, Meredith started again.

"Everything was pretty uneventful after thanksgiving, life went in normal. Christina and Burke fought, Christina and Bailey both got fat from being pregnant, Addison and Derek had some expected trouble in paradise, but Mark and I were great. Better than great, we were better than ever, on top of the world. And that's why when Christmas came around, we were so happy...."

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Meredith's POV:

"Mark, my sisters are going to be here soon! I really want you to meet them!" Lexie and Maggie and Molly were supposed to be visiting for the holidays and I was smiling. Mark was smiling. Everyone was smiling.

Except Burke and Christina.

"I am carrying the baby, and I say we aren't finding out the gender!" Christina snapped. She was seventeen weeks pregnant, and she looked it. Her belly was round and she couldn't hide her bump under anything but scrubs that were a size too big.

"My Mother is visiting Christina, it's bad enough we aren't together but now I can't even tell her what gender her grandchild is going to be?" Burke was trying to reason with her.  

"Trouble with the baby boomers" Mark whispered as we continued to watch their little spat.

"I am carrying the baby. Not your Mother. I dealt with morning sickness and pain and all the crap that comes with being pregnant and I say we are not finding out the gender!" Christina was ready to deck Burke, I could tell. She was full of fire and spite, and the hormones only turned it up a notch.

"The baby hasn't kicked yet, maybe we should find out the gender in the next ultrasound!" Burke was losing patience.

I knew Christina was worried that the baby hasn't kicked or moved yet, which it should be doing by now, but she wasn't going to cave and Burke had to know that.

"Burke-" suddenly, she stopped talking and put both hands to her stomach. Her eyes were wide.

"Are you okay?" Burke rushed to her side, I stayed with Mark. I had a pretty good idea Christina was okay.

"If I tell you what's wrong, will you agree to whatever I want to do about finding out the gender?" Christina reasoned.

Burke hastily agreed "of course, now what is wrong with you?" He was genuinely worried. But Christina just smiled. She took his hand, and placed it gently on her stomach, keeping her hand over his.

"He's finally kicking" she smiled, her face lighting up like a Christmas tree "our baby is finally kicking"

they looked so cute, and it looked like such an intimate moment, that Mark and I casually turned around.

"Promise me if we ever settle down and have some kids, we won't fight over something so dumb" Mark chuckled.

I smiled, thinking back to the negative pregnancy test I took the day after thanksgiving. I remember the relief I felt seeing that I wasn't pregnant, and I can't help but think maybe one day I'll be relieved to see a positive pregnancy test.

"Promise" I smile.

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"Maggie! Lexie!" I yelled, as my sisters got off the hospital elevator. Even though they had different Mom's, Lexie and Maggie still got along fine. They had me in common.

"Meredith!" Lexie squealed. She was six years younger than me, while Maggie was only five.

"I missed you guys so much'" I hug them both. "Where's Molly?" I ask about my third baby sister. We weren't ever as close as I am with Lex and Maggie, but she still said she'd visit.

"She didn't want to have to lie to Dad when she went back home" Lex sighed.

I'd always had a bad relationship with both of my parents, but my Dad and I never really got along. So, I made a deal. Lex and Molly weren't aloud to tell Dad anything about how I was or what I'm doing. If he wanted to know, he could ask me himself.

"It's okay, I'm sure we'll have a fun time anyway!" I smile, but I feel queasy. Like I'm going to barf. My stomach has been on fire lately, because I've been so stressed. But it isn't anything pepto bismol can't handle.

"Are these two of the three famous Grey sisters?" Mark asked, as he stood beside me and wrapped an arm around my waist. I swallowed, trying not to vomit, and nodded.

"Molly couldn't make it, but this is Maggie, my Mothers second daughter" Mark shakes Maggie's hand and smiles nicely.

"And this is Lexie, my fathers second daughter" Mark shakes Lexie's hand, and I cant help but notice how he looks at her. I can't place the look, but it's a look.

I'm being crazy i think my boyfriend is not giving my baby sister a look I dismiss all thoughts and introduce Mark.

"This is Mark, my boyfriend" I smile.

"How long have you had such a nice guy, Mer?" Maggie jokes. I laugh.

"Four months or so" I answer, before I feel dizzy.

"Well, I hope you guys are happy" Lexie's words are all I hear before I pass out.

Another ridiculous AN. But I'd like it to be read.
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