Disclaimer: It is far too hot in Ontario right now. So add that to the list of reasons summer sucks. No Grey's and stupid hot. If I owned the show at least we'd get Grey's during the summer.

So here it is...the epilogue. It's jumped in time as my epilogues always do...because you know if you've read my stuff (at least my first fic, I mentioned it there) that I'm all for knowing what happened after the story, the happily ever after part and all of that. So this epilogue jumps to some years later and where they ended up as a couple. Yay!

Enjoy!

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"Mer!" I called as I walked into the house, expecting to find her relaxing in front of the television. Instead the family room was empty. And so was the kitchen. And the entire first floor. "Meredith?"

"In the washroom," Meredith yelled, her voice sounding strained.

"You okay?" I asked, running up the stairs. She hadn't been feeling well the last couple of days, and I was worried. Worried because I didn't like when Meredith wasn't feeling very well. Worried because our wedding was two weeks away, and we had a lot of last minute things and Meredith was stressed out enough. She didn't need to be sick.

"Yeah," a muffeled sound came from the door where I now stood.

"Have you been crying?" I asked, knocking gently, not quite sure why she would be, the it sounded like she was.

"No, I'm just, it's nothing Derek, I'm fine," her voice came from the other side of the door.

Taking a deep breath I opened the door, my heart beating hard at the thoughts of what might be on the other side. I was surprised to find Meredith sitting on the edge of the tub, with four empty boxes sprawled on the ground around her. Three sticks sat beside her on the edge of the tub, another was in her hands. And she sat there looking shocked. "Meredith?"

"We're pregnant," she said, her voice sounding a thousand miles away.

"We're pregnant?" I asked.

"We're pregnant," she nodded.

And then I was across the room, pulling her off the edge of the tub and into my arms. My cheeks immediately hurt from smiling so widly, and they were immediately wet with tears. I was going to be a daddy, Meredith and I were having a baby. This was everything I had ever dreamed of. She hugged me back tightly for a second but than I put her down. "Are you okay?"

"I...I don't know," she mumbbled, the excitement of moments before.

"Mer?" I asked her, worried. We had never talked about having children, in all the wedding plans and time together and everything else, we had never talked about babies. After Addison I was worried to. Meredith was the love of my life, I didn't want to hear her say she didn't want children either.

"It's just...I didn't have a mom. I had Dr. Ellis Grey but I definitely didn't have a mom. I don't...I don't know how to do this, at all. I have no idea how to do this. I've never even thought about doing this, this wasn't in the cards for me. I didn't want to be a mom, I don't want to have a kid. I just...no, Derek, this is bad. I can't do this, we can't do this," she rambled. Usually her rambling was adorable, now it just scared me.

"Oh,' I said letting my face drop a little but trying not to let my dissapointment show.

"I just don't know if keep it is the best idea," she said in a tiny voice.

I looked up to find her hiding her face in her hands. I could almost hear the thoughts going through her head, she was probably replaying every single complaint I had ever made about Addison, ever off handed remark about how everything had become a mess after she had decided she didn't want to have children. I could see the worry in her face and knew she was terrified that if she gave up this baby, she'd be giving up me. So I nodded my head, keeping my emotions to myself. Because Meredith not wanting children would hurt, but I'd get through it for her. "It's up to you."

"It's...no it can't be up to me, you...you want a child. You get an opinion," Meredith argued.

"In that case, I want this child. I've always wanted the child and having one with you, my Meredith, sounds like the best thing on earth. I want you to keep this baby. But if this isn't what you want, if you really don't want this, I will still love you. You're enough for me," I told her honestly.

"Okay," she nodded, wipping away a few tears. "I still don't know if I can do this. I have no role model, I'm going to make a lot of mistakes."

"Every mother does," I tried to reassure her.

"I'm going to make more mistakes than most," she told me. "I'm going to be a terrible mother."

"You will be an amazing mother," I told her. "Besides I'll be here. And I will definitely be an amazing father."

She giggled at that and fell back into my arms. "You will be."

We stood like that for a while, holding each other in the middle of the washroom. Apparently I was going to be a dad. And Meredith was going to be a mom.

"How the hell did we get here?" Meredith asked, breaking into my thoughts.

"I don't know," I sighed. It had been three years since I had asked her to go steady over cupcakes, and that was still one of our favourite stories. The first year and a half had been spent with a skittish Meredith as she tried to adapt being half of what Seattle Grace employees had dubbed the hospitals cutest couple. The year after that had been spent with a ring in my pocket trying to find the best moment to propose. Which ended up being in bed over cupcakes. And the last six months had been spent pulling together the wedding, which should have been simple enough since it was small, but with our schedules it was a hard juggling act. And now we were pregnant and two weeks away from the wedding date.

"I'm happy we're here, though," she said.

"Me too," I smiled down at her.

"So we're going to do this. The parent thing. Me and you, two busy neurosurgeons, we're going to do the parent thing," Meredith rambled a little.

"We're going to do the parent thing," I nodded smiling at her.

"We should go, we're supposed to meet everyone at Joe's soon," she informed me.

"We should," I nodded still smiling at her.

But neither of us moved, neither of us even made an effort to move. We just stood together, our arms wrapped around each other, holding tight to each other in the middle of a messy washroom. In two weeks Meredith Grey would become my wife. In less than nine months she would give birth to my first child. That first night when her laughter had captured me in the bar I would have never predicted that my life would end up here.

Not that I was complaining.

And every step along the highway of your life, I'll be the man standing beside you.

So there you go. Thanks for being patient with this fic, I know it's been posted in a pretty chunky timeline...everything that could have gone has. So thanks for sticking by it and being patient with me. I'm glad everyone enjoyed it...as it really was my first story that was completely totally AU. But yes, thanks for enjoying and all the amazing reviews. It's the fans that keep me writing.

This is done now...but Helpless is still going and I have another fic ready to start posting, which I will do either later tonight or tomorrow.

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