"Well Meredith everything looks good." Teddy smiles as she looped her stethoscope around her neck. Meredith nodded enthusiastically and Derek simply squeezed her hand. "So I'm going to write you a script for extra strength acetominaphine in place of the Percocet to help wean you off. Also I want you taking small walks daily and maybe some light housework, but still no lifting over 5 pounds." Meredith nodded in understanding bur Derek looked a little worried.

"Are you sure about the walks, I mean she could easily get tired..." Derek trailed off when Meredith shot him a death glare.

"She'll be fine Derek. I'm not talking a marathon, just around the block. She knows her limits." Meredith nodded in agreement and Derek surrendered. Teddy scribbled down a few more things in Meredith's chart before snapping it closed and handing Meredith a prescription.

"Okay so I want you to fill that and I'll see you back here in 3 weeks and we can talk about getting you back on track for work. Sound good?" Meredith nodded and Teddy smiled before exiting the room, leaving Derek to dote.

"So we can get this filled on the way home and then you can rest on the couch while I make dinner. Well do this instead of the Percocet tonight. And Teddy said we need to taper-"Meredith cut him off with a kiss.

"Stop planning so much. I really want something pasta-y for dinner and I'll probably want to rest in bed because I feel like I could fall asleep and I'd rather not do it on the couch. That's as far as I've gotten and that's as far as I need to go." She smiled reassuringly. Derek nodded absently while he helped her off the exam table. He helped her into her coat before looping his arm protectively around her waist.

"Do you feel okay to walk?" Derek asked and Meredith resisted the urge to roll her eyes.

"I feel okay Derek, I promise." She kissed his cheek as they began to make their way to the car. Unsurprisingly, Cristina was waiting for them at the end of the hall.

"How'd it go?" Cristina asked, pushing herself off the wall.

"Good." Meredith replied. "She said everything looked good and she wants me to start moving more as well as weaning off the Percocet and the Oxy which I've already started." She shrugged. Cristina nodded in approval as she started to walk down the hall with them.

"So I'm off tomorrow, and I really need a rant so can I swing by tomorrow?" Cristina asked.

"Sure. It's not like I'm going anywhere." Meredith smiled and Cristina nodded.

"Cool see ya tomorrow then." Cristina parted ways as Meredith and Derek headed for the car.

True to her word, Meredith had fallen asleep somewhere between the pharmacy and her house. Derek had carried her upstairs and tucked her in before heading back downstairs to make dinner. It was a good hour later before he heard her slowly pad down the stairs. When she appeared in the doorway Derek couldn't help but smile.

"Hey, how was your nap?" He asked coming around the counter to hug her.

"Mmm, good." She mumbled, resting her head on his chest. Derek rubbed large circles on her back gently for a moment before straightening up and leading her to the table.

"I made you some chicken Alfredo." Derek said, returning to the pot on the stove. Meredith nodded slowly, When she wasn't woken by a pager, she took awhile to adjust.

"Okay." She finally replied, resting her head on her crossed arms in front of her. Derek served her meal on a plate and placed it in front of her. He stood behind her and gently massaged her shoulders.

"Do you feel okay?" He couldn't help but ask again.

"Yeah I just..." She trailed off.

"Just what?" Derek prodded.

"I feel really tired." She mumbled. Derek kept rubbing her back gently.

"That's understandable, you've had a long day." He pacified. "Do you want to go back to bed?" She shook her head.

"No I'm hungry, I just don't have the energy to eat." Derek thought for a moment.

"Why don't you go back to bed and I'll bring you something to eat in a little bit?" He suggested. Meredith nodded slowly and stood. She trudged up the stairs and out of sight before Derek turned back to the kitchen. He found crackers and chicken broth easily. He put the chicken broth in a pot on the stove to heat up. After the broth had heated, Derek poured it into a mug and crumbled some crackers over it. He made his way upstairs. He had to keep himself from laughing when he got to their bedroom. Meredith was sprawled out on her back on the bed. She wasn't asleep, but by the sounds of her breathing, Derek could tell she was almost there. Derek tiptoed across the room and placed the mug on the bedside table. At the sound of his entry, Meredith opened her eyes part way.

"Hey" She whispered.

"Hey" He replied smiling. She closed her eyes fir a moment before struggling to sit up. Derek helped by steadying her shoulders. He guided her under the covers and handed her the steaming mug.

"It's chicken broth. My mom always made it for one of us when we were sick. It fills you up." He explained. Meredith nodded and sipped from the mug slowly. Derek changed into his pajamas before climbing into bed beside her. She leaned her head on his shoulder and sighed.

"If we ever have children, it's your job to deal with them when their sick." She mumbled.

"Why me?" He asked mockingly.

"Because I don't know how to do this stuff. No one ever did it for me." She said. Derek sighed and kissed the top of her head.

"It's sort of just instinct I think. I'll guess we'll figure out but for what it's worth, you will be a great mom."

"You think?" She asked taking another sip from her mug.

"I know."

A/N yay updated, go me! I hope you enjoyed this chapter and please leave a review. Thank you so much for reading and your sup port is greatly appreciated. Have a fabulous day!