Remember for me

Chapter twenty four:

In honour of my nearly 800 reads (So happy bout that btw!!) I'm gonna do a double update! This is the second chapter tonight! I have also written over 25 thousand words in this fic!!!!!! Yay!!!

"I can't believe she slapped you! And you still invited her and her family over for dinner that time a million years ago!" Zola exclaimed. Meredith chuckled.

"I had it coming. And Addison had always wanted kids, but she couldn't have any of her own. I guess me accidentally getting pregnant was drawing the line for her" Meredith explained. "And I wasn't really the nicest to her" she added.

"Did Addison ever have any more kids besides Henry?" Bailey asked. Henry was about Baileys age, so when Addison came for dinner he and Henry hit it off.

"She adopted two more kids. Emma came four years after Henry, I think she adopted her from Canada or something? Her Mom was in California and passed away in an accident and Emma went into the system. Addison filed papers to adopt her three days after she was born when she saw her in the NICU" Meredith explained "and two years after Emma was Carson. His Mother was about fifteen and couldn't keep him. Her Aunt was a patient of Addison's and recommended her, since she already successfully adopted two healthy children"

"It's nice everything worked out for her" Lexie commented.

"Now how about we find out how everything worked out for Mom" Ellie suggested.

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Meredith's POV:

At ten weeks pregnant, I was cranky and tired. And fat. Or bloated, but I suppose it's the same thing really.

Christina was a whopping twenty weeks pregnant, and Bailey was fifteen.

I was in the ER tending to a woman who needed stitches. She was pretty angry, because she got the stitches by falling down the stairs after she tripped over her boyfriends shoes.

"I always tell Tony to put those damn things in the closet. But he always leaves them at the top of the damn stairs- Ow!" She winced as I gave her a needle to numb her leg. "Are you pregnant? Your hands are swelled up like balloons" she asked "not to be rude" she quickly added.

"Yes, I am. Ten weeks" I smile.

"I saw another pregnant doctor, said she was twenty weeks" the lady commented as Bailey walked/waddled over towards us.

"Grey, don't forget bed 15 needs an IV" she reminded me.

"You're pregnant too? Is there any doctors around here that aren't knocked up?" The lady marvelled. I just laughed.

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"Nothing freaking fits anymore!" Christina grouched "my ass is the size of Seattle, the baby won't stop kicking my damn back out and all Burke says is 'it'll be worth It when you see his cute little face'"

"I hear you. My feet and hands are balloons and I've thrown up so much I can't remember how to keep anything down!" I complained.

"You two are pregnancy complaint central. You get paid to work, not sit on your asses and complain about being knocked up!" Bailey barks "in Christina's case, your fat asses" Bailey adds. I snort, trying to hold back laughter. Christina just glares daggers.

"Grey, can I talk to you for a minute?" Derek asks. I nod, and follow him to an exam room.

"I just want to make sure your head is healing and nothing has sprung up late" he murmurs as he checks the bruise. "It's healing nicely" he comments.

"I've been getting migraines like crazy, and I've never had them before. Is that because of my head or the baby?" I ask.

"The baby, more than likely. But a head CT just to be sure is a good idea" Derek tells me. "Have you and Mark thought of any names?" Derek asks me.

"Not really. Mark thinks he's a girl. But he's a boy. I can tell. But Mark keeps buying pink little onesies and bows" I laugh, and so does Derek.

"I'm divorcing Addison" Derek tells me "I just don't love her anymore" he shrugs.

"I'm sorry" I say "you and Addison have been together so long. Twelve years was it?"

Derek nods "yes. But it's okay. I'm sure we'll both be better off"

"I'm not sure I want to Marry Mark after the baby comes" I blurt "I mean, I love him, I just-I don't- I'm not sure...." I sigh "I can't explain it Derek. I just can't go down that aisle. Maybe I'll change my mind. Hopefully I will"

"If I get my wish, it'll be me at the end of that aisle and not Sloan" Derek whispers into my ear before swiftly leaving the room. My mind is spinning, and suddenly I start to cry.

Because I don't know what to think anymore.

A/n- so I'm thinking there's about fifteen chapters tops left of this story. It feels like I've been writing it forever! I'm going to miss it! I'm excited to start the crowen fic though.

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~Daisy