Disclaimer: I do not own Grey's Anatomy or any of the characters. If I did, Meredith would have a kid.

The horrible screeching of my alarm clock filled the room. I groaned and sat up rubbing my eyes. Tucker ran into the bedroom and jumped onto my bed.

"Mommy! Get up and make bweakfast!" He said impatiently. I groaned.

"Calm down Tuck. You're giving me a headache." I said. Tucker crossed his arms impatiently.

"Mommy." He begged.

"Give me a minute Tuck, I have to get a shower." I said. Tucker pouted and got off of me.

"Fine." He said and left the room. I smiled. He'd grown so much. I couldn't believe he was four. I got into the shower and felt the hot water run down my aching back. It felt good and soothing. I got out of the shower and pulled on my Attending scrubs. I went down into the kitchen and fixed Tucker some breakfast. Then we loaded up and I drove him to pre school. Then I went on my way to the Hospital. I pulled into my parking spot and walked into the Hospital. Eli greeted me.

"Good morning Dr. Bailey." He said. I smiled.

"Eli, I'm at work." I said. Eli smiled.

"Yes. Dr. Bailey." He smirked and walked off. I grinned and kept on walking. Meredith fell into step next to me.

"Good morning Dr. Bailey." She said. I nodded.

"Morning Grey." I said and entered the lab she followed me in. An hour passed and I started to feel nauseas.

"Excuse me Grey, I'll be right back." I said and excited the lab at an even pace as not to alarm Grey. I made my way up to the bathroom. Ben ran into me.

"Dr. Bailey, you look nice." He began.

"Not right now Ben." I said.

"You've been avoiding me ever since we did it four weeks ago." He said.

"Not now Ben really, and I've been ignoring you because I'm with Eli, and that night I was drunk and lonely, it meant absolutely nothing. Now, if you will excuse me, I need to use the bathroom." I said and stepped around him. I went into the bathroom and went into a stall. I closed the door and got down on the floor. I sat in front of the toilet and waited. look, if you need to throw up, throw up and get it over with so I can get back to work. I thought. I think I should have just let it hold it, because almost as if it was waiting for me to tell it, that it could throw up, I threw up. I whipped my mouth and flushed the toilet. I pushed myself up into a standing position and opened the stall door. Callie was sitting on the counter looking dead at me.

"You okay Dr. Bailey?" She asked. I washed my hands.

"Peachy Dr. Torres. Shouldn't you be saving lives?" I snapped. Callie rolled her eyes.

"Good morning to you to Dr. Bailey." She said and followed me out of the restroom. Richard was talking to Derek, they were deep in conversation but, I really had to talk to Derek.

"Excuse me Chief, uh I mean Dr. Webber, but I need to borrow Dr. Shepherd for a moment." I said. Dr. Webber nodded.

"Sure thing Dr. Bailey." Derek said and followed me to a corner. "What's up?" He asked.

"Can you tell your wife I'm taking a sick day? I don't really feel like explaining things to her. She asks way to many questions." I said. Derek nodded.

"Why are you taking a sick day?" He asked.

"That would be none of your business." I snapped. Derek nodded.

"Yeah, I'll tell her. Bye Dr. Bailey." Derek said. I grabbed my stuff from the locker room and went out to my car. I had thrown up once a day for the past week and I was sick of it. I was going to go find out what the heck was wrong with me. Eli saw me getting into my car and ran out to meet me.

"Where are you going?" He asked.

"Eli, not now. I don't feel well." I said. Eli sighed.

"What is your problem? You've been so distant ever since Ben came back four weeks ago." He said.

"Eli, it's nothing honestly, I just need to go home and sleep." I said and closed the door. I started the car and pulled out of my spot. I left Eli standing in the parking lot like an idiot. Several frustrating minutes of sitting in traffic later, I pulled into my doctor's office. Weird right? A surgeon having a doctor? Well, it was better than everyone at the hospital being all up in my business. I shut off the engine and went into the office. I checked in and sat down in a chair. I stared at the ceiling then at the floor. Finally they called me.

"Miranda Bailey?" The nurse asked. I stood up and followed her to a room. I nodded and answered the 800 questions. Then she left promising Dr. Roberts would be back soon. I nodded, knowing it was a lie. It would take him probably 30 minutes to get back to me. He took about twenty. He knocked on the door and came in.

"Good afternoon. How are we today?" He asked.

"Fine." I replied shortly. He nodded.

"Well, were going to take some blood and run a few tests. Then I'll tell you what's going and what we can do for you." He said and pulled out a syringe. I nodded and he pushed it in. About twenty minutes later Dr. Roberts came in with my results.

"Dr. Bailey, I can call you that right?" He asked. I nodded.

"I prefer it." I said.

"Great." He smiled. "You're uh, pregnant." He said.

So, I've never done a Miranda Bailey story. I don't know if it's good. I don't know if I should keep writing. Please Review, I won't write anymore if no one reviews cause I'll think it sucks….