OH MY GOD, are you PREGNANT?

Memories (Old and New)

Didn't you ever think how weird it is that we don't remember our whole childhood? It's like it never happened. We learn about it through pictures and other people's memories, like our brains weren't developed enough to keep the memories. So we don't remember the first few years of our life, it seems pretty ironic to me. Sometimes all I wish is that I could go back, and remember those first few years, see my parents happy, see if my mother was a different person when I was first born... go back to the time where life was simple, childhood.

~2 weeks later~

"Do I really have be on leave that soon?" I asked Derek as we got off the elevator on the OB floor. "Mer, you have to start taking it easy, and that means not working 12 hour shifts anymore" he explained to me, "fine then I'll only work 10" I replied sharply and he shoot me a glare, "whatever". We stopped outside the door and he spoke "lets just focus on seeing our daughter right now, okay?" I nodded and we walked in.

"Okay pull up your shirt please" the OB said to me as I sat on the table, pulling up my shirt. Derek rubbed my shoulder and I reached for his hand, turning to smile at him. "Okay lets take a look at this baby" the OB said and I looked at the screen, watching as she moved the wand around "okay so there she is, with her foot in her mouth like always" my mood completely changed from annoyed to overwhelming happiness, and I felt Derek squeeze my hand. "She looks healthy, everything seems on track for 31 weeks" she said as she wiped the gel off my stomach, "okay thank you" Derek thanked her as she walked out of the room. I sat up but before I pulled down my shirt Derek stopped me, "wait." he said as he walked over to me and lowered himself to my stomach, I scoffed "come on Derek I have to get to work" "just wait" he repeated, cupping my stomach and then kissing it "okay" he said as he stood up, I looked him "what?" he asked, I got off the table and put on my pants "nothing" I said smiling.

~1 hour later at work~

"So he wants you to take maternity leave at 35 weeks?" Cristina asked me as we sat in a room together as I worked on the computer, "I know right!" I complained "..I'm gonna be missing a lot once the baby's born anyways so why would I miss more?" I continued as I looked at the patient chart. "I have to go pick up the scans for Bailey" I told her as we both got up, walking down the hallway.

"When were you gonna go on leave anyways?" Cristina asked me, I thought about it and then answered "I don't know, I mean I was going to just work until I-" I stopped as I felt a hard jab in my stomach, Cristina turned to me "what happened, is it a contraction?" she said concerned, after around 20 seconds it was over "no only a Braxton hick" I told her as I continued walking, "okay" she replied in a sing-songy voice. We finally found Dr. Bailey and I gave the scans to her.

"So, what were you saying about working?" Cristina asked sarcastically, I cocked my head to the side "your not funny you know that right?" I retorted, shaking my head.

~(Derek's POV)~After work at the bar

"So why'd you finally decide to invite me for a drink?" Mark asked in a cocky way "your an ass you know that right?" I asked him taking a sip of my drink, he chuckled "I've been called a lot worse" he said. "Meredith wanted me to" I revealed to him, "bullshit, Meredith's too worried about work, and the baby right now. Let go of your pride Derek" I looked away. "Fine. I need your advice" I admitted as I took a large sip of my drink.

"Another please Joe" I told the bartender, Mark's eyebrows were raised "what kind of advice Derek?" he asked me, I took a deep breath "I want to propose to Meredith" I said, his breath caught in surprise and his eyes met with mine, he also ordered another drink "joe another one for me also" "Mark your not even done that one" I told him as he held his drink which was halfway full, "this is a more serious conversation than I thought" he explained.