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"So you actually were pregnant?" Bailey gasped. Ellie shushed him.

"Shut up I want to hear what happened"

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Meredith's POV:

"I took a test a month ago and it was negative! I got my period!" I exclaim in total and utter shock.

"We're going to do an ultrasound to see how far along you are, but you might've been to early along for the test to pick it up. False negatives are common early on. And spotting is common, too. You probably just thought it was your period" Dr.Bailey explained. I couldn't believe what I was hearing.

"Yang, get the machine set up" Bailey ordered Christina. I rolled up my shirt to expose my pale and flat stomach. Bailey squeezed some jelly on it, and Christina flicked on the machine before beginning my ultrasound.

"You are about seven weeks, which means you were only three when you took the test. That's pretty early, no wonder you got a false negative" Christina told me "you're due about ten weeks after me, and five weeks after Bailey. Mid July approximately"

I sighed and flopped my head back. Christina printed out some ultrasound pictures, while Bailey tossed a towel at my stomach.

"Mark and I have been going out for four months! He isn't exactly Daddy material, and I'm not exactly cut from the Mommy cloth. I was raised by Ellis Grey. It's a wonder my first words weren't 'later, Mommy is working'" I spit. I never had a decent Mother to look up to, and neither did Maggie. My step mother Susan was more of a Mom to me than my own Mother.

"Shut up Grey. Stop feeling sorry for yourself. Now, you can tell Sloan and discuss your options or you can keep it to yourself and terminate the pregnancy" Bailey got straight to the point.

"How am I supposed to tell him? We aren't married and we aren't not speaking! I can't keep something like this from him!" I whine. I know it's not really professional or mature, but I'm in full blown crisis mode. "I can't be a Mom! I don't even know if I like kids! It might not like me!"

"Shut up. If Yang can get over herself and her surgery complex then you can get over your Mommy issues and be the Mother you never had" Bailey was twelve weeks pregnant, cranky and more than done with my complaints. "Now, go tell your sisters and boyfriend you're fine. Tell them your blood sugar was low from lack of food and you passed out. Then, figure out how to tell Sloan. But don't whine to me about it" Bailey left abruptly, slamming the door behind her.

"She's just stressed, Mer, it'll be fine" Christina tried to tell me.

"What do I tell him?" I ask her "do I just keep it from him, and tell him when I start getting fat?"

Christina took in a breath, she was obviously thinking of what to tell me. "Tell him as soon as possible. Don't let it get out of hand"

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Two hours later, I still hadn't told Mark. I told him I was fine, I was okay. Which was why we were at the staff Christmas party with my sisters. I tried to ignore the looks Mark gave Lexie, and the looks Lexie gave Mark. But I couldn't be mad, not when I gave Derek the same looks. Not when Derek gave me those looks.

I was drinking water, not wine. I hoped no one would notice, I didn't want to explain. So when Mark grabbed my drink and set it down, I panicked a little. But, thankfully, he placed it on a table and asked for everyone's attention.

"Everyone, gather round. I want to give Meredith her Christmas present a little early" he announced. Everyone was in a circle around us, like we were the main attraction.

"Merry we have only been together a short four months. But in those four months I feel in love, hard and fast. Like a romance movie. But I know it's real, I know I love you and you love me" I smiled and Mark continued. "You're the best thing that's ever happened to me, and I know this is crazy and uncalled for and probably rash and not thought about properly, but I love you" he got down on one knee and pulled a small velvet box out of his pocket.

I mentally screamed, and started to panic. I didn't know what to say, but I knew for a fact the baby I was having would definitely play a role in my response.

"Will you give me the best Christmas present ever and become my wife?"

I looked around. Christina was smiling a small smile as she rubbed her belly. Izzie was glowing, and so was Maggie. Lex grinned, but not as enthusiastically.

And then my eyes met Derek's. His gorgeous blue eyes I was still hopelessly in love with, his smile that was almost nonexistent and his sad expression. I was always going to love Derek, no doubt he was the love of my life, but it wasn't just me anymore. I was pregnant, I had to think for two.

I gave Derek a look that screamed I'm sorry, that I loved him. And I knew he understood. He smiled a small smile, knowing I loved him. But he wasn't capable of loving me back the same way. Because he had Addison.

So, I turned to Mark and tried to fake a smile as bright as the lights on the tree.

"I would love to become your wife" and while I loved Mark, the words didn't feel right.

Because he wasn't Derek. And he never would be.

Derek's POV:

The minute she looked at me, I knew. She was going to marry Mark and I couldn't stop her. I loved her, more than anything or anyone else in the world, but she didn't know that. She had to know I loved her.

But the look she gave me said she was sorry, that she still loved me but couldn't keep on loving me. And she said yes.

I felt my heart break as she said yes, and everyone cheered. I felt my whole world end. I had a beautiful wife around my arm, but I just didn't care.

Because Meredith Grey was always the one, she was always going to be the one.

But I screwed up, I didn't tell her I love her. And now I'm paying the price.

The ridiculously high price of sitting at her wedding where I'm not the groom.

A/n- yay! Update. School sucks, and I'm busy. Sorry. I'm still trying to update lots though! Can you believe this chapter? What do you think happens next??

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~Daisy

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