Meredith Grey (themedusa) wrote in thedoorway, @ 2013-07-03 00:21:00 |
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</center> Meredith was glad her due date was fast approaching. She’d been in this strange world that was oddly like home for a month now and the number of people that had come up to her while she shopped for food, clothing, and baby things had been really getting to her. A lot of people were fans of the show and kept commenting that they were so glad that Meredith and Derek had little Bailey and everyone was safe and sound. Apparently the creator of the show had a lot of people worried that either she or the baby, Mcbaby they liked to call her son, were going to die in the season finale of her show. Today was no different. In fact, it started out the same as any other outing, but thankfully Cristina was there to scare them off even if people still wanted to talk to the both of them. Meredith didn’t have the time for it, she still had to buy things for her son before he arrived next week. “I’ll be glad when I have this baby and can get back to work without people telling me to take it easy. I hope the delivery is much better than the one I have on the show.” Meredith had watched the finale so she knew that both Derek and her liked the name Bailey and it made sense with Bailey actually becoming a surgeon again. “I just don’t know what to call him. I still like Sebastian and Derek doesn’t and we end up naming him Bailey. Any suggestions?” She put several packages of diapers in her cart that was going to be overflowing in no time and made her wish she was home where everything was all ready. Cristina was rather enjoying running interference for Meredith when people came up to them. There was nothing she liked better than intimidating people and she had it down to a fine art. “Sebastian makes me think of that crab in the Little Mermaid,” she said, picking up a rubber duck and then putting it back on the shelf. “besides Sebastian Shepard? That just sound stuffy. I’d never be able to say that drunk.” They walked a little further and Cristina picked up a package of baby wipes and threw them in the cart. “Gonna need those. Bailey’s not a bad name. I’m sure Bailey would love it if you named your kid after her.” “I still like it.” Meredith commented, even if Cristina did have a point about Sebastian Shepard. “It seems safest to go with Bailey, especially if Derek shows up after I’ve had the baby. He’ll at least be used to calling him that.” Meredith spotted diaper rash ointment and grabbed a couple of tubes and tossed them in. “I’m sure she will. Maybe she’ll turn up here one day. Oh what if she’s from our first year as interns? Think she’d be proud of us?” Meredith knew Bailey was, though she did still yell at them when they did stupid mistakes as attendings. “I’m sure the public will appreciate it too.” “If Derek shows up, let’s hope it’s not from the time he was married to Addison because explaining to him how the two of you ended up married is going to be a hell of a long story.” Cristina still couldn’t wrap her head around the fact that Meredith had lived through four years that she hadn’t even experienced yet. “and if George shows up, I’m nominating you to tell him he’s dead.” That had been the hardest thing to think about. Cristina wouldn’t say that she was close to George but they’d started the program together so the five of them, Alex, Izzie, Meredith, George and herself had a bond. It was hard not to. “God, I hope not. Or if he is, if it could be from when I’m his girlfriend.” Meredith didn’t like the sound of that. Or any of it really. If Cristina and her could be from different times, George could be alive here and Izzie would be back. Even if Derek was from when he was married to Addison, it’d be better to have him here than not here. “I’ll tell him if he ever shows up here. Since I’ve lived through it, I probably should be the one to tell Mark and Lexie about their futures too.” Now Meredith really wanted Lexie to be here. She’d at least get to live like she should and Lexie was great with Zola and even though Zola wasn’t here, Meredith would have little Bailey who would never get to know his Aunt Lexie. “It’s nuts isn’t it?” Cristina said, picking up a pacifier and looking at it. “So much happened in the four years I haven’t had yet. I get married, have an abortion, get unmarried...god. Is it bad that I kind of hope Owen doesn’t show up? The last thing I remember is Alex and Izzie’s wedding, Owen and I had broken up just before that. I was all screwed up but it sounds like it just gets worse so I think I’d be happier if he stayed where he is with the other me. He can fuck with her head.” “It really is. I can’t believe that we could be from such different times in our lives.” Meredith grabbed bottles and stuck them in the cart. “I really wish you knew about some of the good stuff. But yeah, I kind of hope he doesn’t show up. Your relationship with him is far too complicated for this place, especially if he’s from the same time I am.” Meredith had at least watched a couple of other episodes that happened in her future, and after years of Owen and Cristina being on and off, she was pretty sure they were finally done. “I do wonder what it would be like if my mother ever showed up here. Think she’d be able to handle it?” Cristina thought about that. She hadn’t known Ellis Grey before she had Alzheimer’s and she would like to meet her. The woman was a legend and though she knew Meredith sometimes had a hard time dealing with that, she knew her friend missed her mother. “If she does, I hope it’s before she gets sick because from what I know of your mother, stuff you’ve told me and stuff I read in her journals, she’d be all over SHIELD trying to find a way home.” Cristina laughed and tossed the pacifier in the cart. “I think if she came after that she’d have a hard time. it’s hard enough to grasp when you’re relatively normal like we are.” “Definitely pre-Alzheimer's. I’d rather deal with a mom who is all about the surgery and doesn’t know me than have to deal with my mom with Alzheimer’s in this world.” Meredith knew her mother would definitely be all over SHIELD if she showed up in her prime. “Exactly. Can’t exactly orient her to reality when this isn’t reality. Or well whatever. I doubt she’ll ever show up here.” “SHIELD wouldn’t know what to do with her,” Cristina said, shaking her head. She was glad when Meredith changed the subject because she knew it was painful for her and right now it would be better if she thought of happy stuff. Well it seemed to make sense to Cristina. “You probably need to think about a crib of some kind. Maybe the housing assistants can find one for you. Unless you want to stick him in bed with you. Which you could do for a while but eventually you’d get tired of that.” “He is going in a crib. If anything, I’ll just order and have them deliver.” Meredith knew that the housing assistants were there to help and she was sure she could ask others, but what would Captain America know about getting a crib? No, she was just better off getting one herself and not have to mess with the housing assistants with something like this. “I wonder how he’ll be when he gets here. I kind of dislike having to share an apartment with someone I don’t even know. I might have to move.” “Might not be a bad idea. At least you wouldn’t have to worry about the baby bothering a roommate when he wakes up in the middle of the night to be fed. That’s why I’m glad I got a single. You know what a slob I am, I wouldn’t wish that on anybody.” Cristina loved Meredith dearly but she knew that living with her and the baby would drive her nuts. And Cristina would drive Meredith nuts. “Maybe there’s something open on my floor. I have no idea because you know me, I’m not going around chatting up the neighbors.” “That’s right. It’d be completely different if we were home because then I’d just make Derek go be with him if he cries. Though I am kind of hoping he’s a good baby.” Meredith knew babies cried a lot, but her experience with Zola didn’t prepare her for a newborn. There were still some things she was going to have to learn over the next few months and she really hoped her husband might show up to help out. “Let me know if there is something on your floor.” “I’ll do that. Besides I wouldn’t mind having you close by,” Cristina pretended to be nonchalant about it all but the truth was that she really would feel better having Meredith on her floor. It made things feel more like home and even though she complained a lot about Seattle sometimes, having her best friend here made this freaky ass world she’d found herself in a whole lot more bearable. |