Christmas Miracle: Merder

The One With The Perfect Storm

"I had this badass professor in med school. She seemed invincible. Then, one day, she needed her gallbladder out. And the surgery killed her. Her platelets stopped clotting, she bled out on the table. Everything that could have gone wrong, did go wrong. Surgeons have a name for it. We call it a "perfect storm". Funny. Never thought it would happen to me."

"Stupid freaking boy penis. Stupid freaking boy penis." Meredith said as her and Derek walked the halls of the maternity unit.

"What?" Derek asked.

"Cristina and I had a conversation.. years ago about stupid freaking boy penis. I'm just reliving it now." She answered.

They lapped the hall and went back into Meredith's room after a few laps. She didn't want a repeat of her water breaking in the middle of the hall again.

"Addison's probably going to come in here, all happy in like five minutes and tell me that I've made no progress and that your spawn won't be making an appearance for like three days." Meredith said in a serious but sarcastic tone.

"Pretty sure she wouldn't let you suffer for three days." Derek responded.

"You know what I mean." Meredith said as she laid down in the bed. "We're not having another kid. Ever again. Unless you volunteer to do this, because this, sucks."

"You said that last time, too." Derek said.

"I'll always say it." Meredith said.

Addison came in a little later, checked Meredith who was at a seven and everything seemed to be moving along great.

"It's going a lot faster this time." Derek said.

"Yeah, and it's a lot more freaking painful." Meredith said as she grabbed Derek's hand and squeezed it as tight as she could.

Derek rubbed his thumb on the back of her hand, which calmed her down a bit.

"Just relax, I read somewhere that if your body is more relaxed, it moves things along a lot faster." Derek said.

Meredith didn't respond for a minute.

"Yeah. I want things to move fast and all, but there's only so much I can do to relax when my body is literally doing the opposite." She said as she released her grip some, not letting go of his hand.

"I'm sorry." Derek said.

"You have no reason to be." Meredith replied.

A couple hours had passed, they were on around hour ten of actually being admitted to the hospital and they were somehow working through it.

"Page Addison." Meredith told Derek. "Now."

Derek did just that.

"You paged?" Addison asked.

"I need to push, I feel like I need to push, can I push?" Meredith asked her.

"Let me check you and then we'll go from there." Addison said. "Okay, don't push."

"What? Why?" Meredith asked.

"Your baby's breech." Addison said.

"She was never breech on the ultrasound, how is this possible?" Derek asked.

"She could've flipped during labor, or she could've flipped since the last ultrasound." Addison said.

"I need you to let me do a c-section." Addison said.

"It's not impossible to deliver a breech baby naturally." Meredith said.

"In the breech position that your baby is in, it is." Addison said. "You need to trust me on this one."