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Meredith Grey was exhausted, sore and cranky by the time she made it out of the OR, she had been working for thirty six hours straight and hadn't seen her wife in 2 weeks, so her mood was not the best.
She has been taking deep breaths all day, her interns were distracted and slow today or perhaps she was just irritable but she has been trying to contain herself all day and now she didn't have the energy to hold it together. She decided then to disappear, she took a few turns until she reached the hiding spot her friends and her used to hang out at. The deserted hallway with gurneys pressed against the walls were still the same and Meredith felt herself getting emotional after being there in the middle of the night alone. Izzie was gone, George was dead, Cristina was busy and Alex… Alex is Alex…
"Oh god, not now," Meredith groaned when she felt her eyes filling with tears. She landed face first on the gurney and hid her face in her folded arms.
"Rough day?" A voice asked startling her, she raised her head and saw her there, leaning against one of the brick columns in the hall. She was wearing a tight cream pencil skirt that reached her legs showing off her tone calves, feet adorned by a pair of black high heels, on top she had a black shiny blouse with a cleavage that had Meredith's mouth watering, her short red hair looking impeccable as it framed her gorgeous face, high and delicate cheekbones, pointy nose and chin and those beautiful lips Meredith has had the pleasure of kissing thousand times; oh, and those knowing green eyes.
"Addie!" She exclaimed sitting up when she saw her wife approach her. "What are you doing here? I thought you'd be back till Friday?"
"I missed my wife," Addison said when she came to stand in front of her sitting wife. "I couldn't concentrate any longer and knowing you, you weren't any better," The redhead reached out to cup her cheek. "Guess I wasn't wrong, you were about to have a nervous breakdown," she smiled when Meredith leaned against her touch with closed eyes and a chuckle escaping her mouth.
"That I was," Meredith sighed morosely as she leaned against her abdomen, burying her face in her wife's warmth. "I missed you so much,"
"I'm sorry for leaving for so long," Addison whispered, threading her fingers in Meredith's hair, releasing it from the messy braid Meredith had made before going into surgery.
"It's okay… I knew you had to…" Meredith, unable to hold it any longer, cried.
"Oh, baby," Addison cooed as she squatted in front of her, holding her wife's beautiful face in hers. "What 's wrong?"
"I'm so tired and sore… and I missed you… I hate going back home knowing that you're not there, so I stayed here and work,"
"You burned yourself out," Addison nodded knowingly. "Come on, let's go home," Addison tried to help her on the feet, but Meredith didn't budge.
"I can't leave, I'm the only general surgeon on call," Meredith cried with frustration.
"Shh, it's okay," Addison shushed her, placing her lips on her. "Don't cry, please, you know it breaks my heart," Meredith sniffed trying to calm down. "I'm going to pout if you don't stop," Addison threatened playfully, making Meredith laugh through her tears. "I'm going to do it," she sang.
"Please don't, I'll want to kiss it off your face and then I'll get horny," Meredith whined. "Can you stay here with me until I get paged?"
"Sure," Addison stood up and sat next to Meredith. The blonde leaned into the redhead and closed her eyes, dozing off while Addison scratched her scalp.
The thick metal door opened with a strenuous noise that startled Meredith awake.
"Dr. Grey— I'm sorry," the intern apologized quickly when she noticed that she woke her up to interrupted her time with her wife. "Dr. Montgomery," she greeted with a nod.
"What is it, Wilson?" Meredith sighed, rubbing her eyes with her fingers.
"Your labs came back, you told me to come find you as soon as I had them," she replied nervously as she handed her the clipboard with the labs.
"Thank you, Wilson, keep an eye on Mr. Matthews for me, please," Meredith asked flatly.
"Will do," the intern squeaked as she left them alone again.
"Wanna check this, please?" Meredith sighed, fighting off a smile that was threatening to come out as she passed her the chart.
"Sure, let's see," Addison began reading. "38 year-old female, pregnant with a history of hostile uterus, 2 miscarriages, hormone treatment…" she read before turning to Meredith with a confused frown. "I don't understand, she is in a risky age for a pregnancy but even with her history she has very good odds,"
"That's what I thought, I just wanted to confirm," Meredith took the chart and set it aside with an unusually happy smile.
"Meredith, who's that woman?" Addison asked as she frowned some more.
"Your wife," Meredith turned to face her, grabbing her hands. "That pregnant woman… is your wife!"
Addison didn't reply, she reached out for the chart and read it again, and again, and again, until it finally registered. "You're pregnant?! You are pregnant!" She laughed happily as she pulled Meredith into a tight hug.
"Baby, I need to breathe to carry your baby to term," Meredith laughed weakly.
"Our baby," Addison corrected, pulling away and grabbing her face in her hands. "That 's our baby, Mer. OUR BABY!" She shouted, kissing her lips, her face, repeatedly, basking in the sound of her wife's giggles. "I'm so happy, and I love you soooo much!" She peppered her face again with kisses.
"I love you too, Addison Adrianne Forbes Montgomery-Grey, and I'm so happy we get to be mothers together,"