Scared

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It's been a week since the shooting. I don't remember all that happened. I wish I didn't remember it at all. But Thatcher? Thatcher is after me. He shot up my work place looking for me.
"Are you ok?" Derek asked.
"No. How could I be ok? We have a one year old girl and my dead beat dad is looking for me. He shot up the hospital looking for me. What do I do. I'm putting everyone in danger. Let alone the fact that I'm-."
"What?"
"Never mind."
"No, what is it?"
"Derek-."
"Mer."
"I'm pregnant."
"What?"
"Mhmm."
"You Omg Mer!"
"Hey hey. Don't get excited. My uterus is hostile. And shooting dad is after me."
"He's locked up."
"Still."
"Mer, he isn't going anywhere."
"But Derek."
"Meredith. Look at me. You are the strongest person I know. You are an amazing mother. To a little girl who looks just like you. You are a surgeon at one of the best hospitals in the country. Meredith. You are the love of my life. Everything will be just fine. You are my fresh air. If there is a crises, you don't freeze. You move forward, you get the rest of us to move forward."
"Thank you."
"No. Thank you. Now please try to enjoy your pregnancy."
"Ok."
"I mean it. No going dark and twisty on me."
"Haha. Ok. I love you."
"I love you."
"Now let's go to bed. I'm tired."
"Let's go. I'll get Lexie to bed."
"Ok."



To be continued....
This was kind of a filler sorry.

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