This takes place at the beginning of season 2. After Meredith found out about Derek wife and is trying to move on from him. But something comes up might change her life forever.
Its a few hours later and Derek already left. We scheduled a date for the twins to meet him.
I didnt have him stay until they come home because I wanted to explain everything to them before they meet Derek.
I cleaned the entire house especially our bedroom. I changed the sheets, washed the sheets, changed and washed the pillow cases in case of any of Derek cologne would be on them.
I also showered and changed into clean clothes and washed the others.
I made sure everything was spotless including the twins rooms, the kitchen, the living, and the bathrooms so it wouldn't seem suspicious.
And I also sprayed the bedroom with my perfume so it would smell like me when he walked in, not Derek.
Im sitting in the living room reading when I hear keys outside the door.
The door unlocks and opens. Nathan and the kids walk in.
The kids run inside and run over to me.
"Mommy, why no work?" Mallory asks me as I lift her into my arms.
"Mommy was busy doing something else and I couldn't make it to work," I tell her.
"what you doing?" she asks.
"we'll talk about it at dinner and then I have to tell you both something," I say.
"what?" she asks.
"I'll tell you at dinner," I smile. I kiss her head and place her on the floor as I stand up.
I walk over to Miles and kiss his head. I walk over to Nathan and kiss him on the lips.
"How was your day, did you stay home all day?" he asks.
"um, no. I went for lunch with an old friend and then... I just cleaned the house for the rest of the time and have been reading ever since I finished," I smile.
"Since when do you clean when you're bored?" he chuckles.
"well, not often but there wasn't really anything else to do," I shrug.
"so.. who's the friend you had lunch with?" he asks.
"Derek, the twins father," I say.
"their biological father," he corrects.
"that's what I said," I say.
"what did that asshole want?" he asks.
"Nathan,"
"he left you pregnant with twins to take care of yourself alone and didn't have the balls to divorce his wife that almost killed you," he says.
"yes, yes, I know but..."
"but what?"
"he wants to meet them, he wants to be their father. he knows that he can't replace what you've already done but he does have the right to his own children, Nathan," I tell him.
"No, he doesn't. he left you, he didn't want you or the twins," he says.
"It's not always that simple, we talked and he's been having a hard time the past few years," I say.
"you mean the years he left you? yeah I found feel like crap if I left the woman I claimed to love like that too," he says.
"Nathan-"
"did you see the cuts on his wrist? is that what you're talking about? I'm not surprised, he should be slitting his wrists after what he did,"
"Nathan!" I raise my voice.
"it's true," he says.
"you don't get to have an opinion on what he does, if he wants to see his kids then he has every right to," I tell him.
"why should he? their not his!"
"Yes they are, they're just as much his as they are yours, he created them, you raised them, you're even," I say pushing past him.
"why don't you two go play in your rooms for a bit while Daddy and I get dinner ready, okay?" I say. they nod and go into their rooms.
"they are not just as much his as they are mine, I was here the entire time he wasn't, Meredith, I stayed with you when you were in pain because of that his mentally insane wife did to you, I helped you raise those kids, they'll never see him they way they do me," he says.
"I know that, but he still wants to be in some part of their life, he knows that you'll see them more than he does because you live with them, he's not entirely an idiot Nathan, he knows that, no one is trying to take your kids from you," my voice softens.
"really, because it feels that way," he says.
"I know, but those kids will always be yours... but they'll always be his in another way," I say wrapping my arms around his waist.
"I know, I'm sorry for getting mad at you," he says.
"it's fine, you're mad at him and he's not here for you to yell at, I'm still mad at him too and just because I'm letting him see them doesn't mean I've forgiven him for what he did.. I don't know if I'll ever be able to forgive him for what he did.. but that's not what he's trying to do, he's not trying to get me back, he's trying to get them back," I say.
"I know," he says. he leans down and kisses my life. they kiss gets heated up and we starting making out on the couch, and then we have protected sex on the couch.
