Chapter16 - Derek

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𝑀𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑑𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑃𝑂𝑉

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𝑀𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑑𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑃𝑂𝑉

I wake up in a trauma room. I remember having a pain in my stomach and then passing out. I hear Bailey say," I need an ultrasound." I start to get up when Cristina pushes me down and says," Mer lay down." I breathe and feel the cold gel on my stomach. Bailey says," Someone page Karev and book me and OR now." I look at Cristina and see she has a worried and puzzled look on her face. She looks at me and says," Meredith you are having an incomplete miscarriage." I look at her and say," What no I am not even pregnant." I groan and pass out from the pain.

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I hope she is ok.
Bailey comes out and says Meredith had an incomplete miscarriage. I fall to the chair and put my hand around my mouth. Is this my fault I thought to myself. I walk to her room and see her crying. I look at her and kiss her. She says," I'm sorry." I look at her in disbelief and say," It's not your fault." Bailey says," the fetus was about 8 weeks." Meredith sobs into my shoulder as I wipe away a few tears. A coupe of weeks later Meredith got out of the hospital. I come from the grocery store to see Meredith laying on the kitchen floor. I look at her and say," You know Zola's muddy shoes were on that floor." She looks at me in sadness and says," the bed is too comfortable." I look at her in a puzzled look. She says," When something is too soft or comfortable it makes me want to cry and I cant cry because I am to tired and all I want to do is scream. I want to scream until my throat hurts more than my stomach or my head. So it's too soft." I look at her with painful eyes and pick her up. I grab her shoulders and say," Meredith let me take some of this pain it's not your fault but you can't deal with all of it because this wasn't your fault." She shakes her hands and I say," Too soft I'm sorry." She walks to the bathroom. I call in a favor. I grab her and take her to a station with fire trucks. I turn on the siren and she converts her ears. She says," What are you doing." I look at her and say," Scream." She looks at me and knows I am serious. She screams. She screams again with me this time. She hits the edge of the truck and screams again. She falls to the floor. I go up next to her and take her home. I make her some tea in the kitchen. I go into the room and see she is asleep." I kiss her and hold her.

𝐴/𝑁- 𝑇𝑂𝑂𝐾 𝐴 𝑃𝐴𝐺𝐸 𝐹𝑅𝑂𝑀 𝑊𝐻𝐸𝑁 𝐶𝐴𝑅𝐼𝑁𝐴 𝑊𝐴𝑆 𝑀𝑂𝑈𝑅𝑁𝐼𝑁𝐺 𝐴𝑁𝐷𝑅𝐸𝐴

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