Right- I'm supposed to be writing my Paediatrics blue clerking sheets now, but I just had to write this first. I was inspired by the many post season 7 finale fics on this board and other boards too! I know this has been done to death already, but I really hope you enjoy it!

Grey's Anatomy FanFiction – Post Season 7 finale one shot

What A Difference A Night Makes

Ellis Grey's mansion, which was usually crowded and full of noise was uncharacteristically quiet tonight. Tension filled the night air, accompanied by an eerie silence. Even the lights in the hallway and living room were not on. It was like in a scary movie where you can expect creatures to be lurking in the dark.

So much changed in just one night. Derek was missing, Alex was gone, April and Jackson and Lexie were God knows where, maybe in the hospital doing extra on calls. And yet there is a new occupant in the house, baby Zola, who Meredith brought home with her today.

There in the dark, on the sitting room couch alone, Cristina Yang sat very still. She had been sitting in that position for the past few hours, not moving an inch. She felt very numb. It was like every single emotion had left her, and all that remained is her body without a soul. How could Owen kick her out just like that? For the dumb reason that she didn't want to grow his baby in her uterus? It's a woman's right after all, whether she wants to keep a baby or not! This is the freaking 21st Century, and yet women are still being considered as baby making factories- giving their husband babies, without regards to their own well being. This just isn't right. It's not her fault anyways that the damn pills had a 1% failure rate and she just had to be the 1%!

Suddenly, her thoughts were interrupted by this oh so familiar feeling of nausea building up in her gut. It had started about 2 weeks ago, and she simply hated it. It caused her to have to dash to the toilet at the most inconvenient times such as during rounds or while talking to a patient. She managed to reach the downstairs toilet just in time to empty her guts contents out. After she thought she was done, she sat on the cold tile floor by the toilet seat, waiting for the next wave of nausea to hit her. Half an hour later, she walked dejectedly out of the toilet, her stomach empty, her heart still empty, silently cursing Owen Hunt for singlehandedly causing her all this misery.

Zola's wails now pierced through the entire house. 'Oh great' she thought to herself. This was really giving her a migraine. The shrill wails carried on for about 10 minutes before Cristina finally decided that she had enough and stomped up the stairs to sort this out. At this point she was thinking of grabbing a pillow and smothering the infant to stop her cries. Why on earth wasn't Meredith doing anything? She peaked into Meredith's room and found Zola in her crib, still wailing, arms and legs in the air kicking about. But there was no sign of Meredith.

Despite herself, she slowly made her way towards the crib. Zola, as if sensing her presence, wailed even louder and held out her arms towards Cristina as if begging to be held.

'Oh no no no…..I…I don't do babies, ok?' Cristina stuttered nervously at the baby. Funny how such a hardcore surgeon could be so intimidated by babies! 'I know..yes…you're cute and all, but..ermm….I'm sorry I can't hold you , because…I don't do babies!'

Zola suddenly stopped crying and stared and Cristina intently with her big beautiful eyes, as if studying her. 'What? What are you looking at? ' Cristina laughed nervously. Zola again held out her arms towards Cristina as if beckoning to be held by her.

'Fine' Cristina huffed. 'Blame it on my hormones or whatever. Just this once okay?'

She picked Zola up and to her surprise the next minute she was bouncing the toddler up and down.

By the way, where on earth was Meredith?

Almost immediately, her questions was answered when she heard a noise coming from the bathroom. She almost brushed it off as someone taking a shower, until she heard those unusual but familiar sounds coming from the bathroom. The bathroom door was left ajar and she slowly pushed it open to see Meredith leaning forward in the toilet seat.

'So now you're puking your guts out too?' she asked curtly.

'Urghh..' Meredith groaned. 'Why can't you be a little more understanding? I just brought home a baby today, I have no idea to be a mother and now Derek is gone, and I..feel sick and I…'

She suddenly started hyperventilating and tears were rolling down her face.

Cristina grabbed a plastic bag from the bathroom cabinet and sat next to Meredith on the bathroom floor, passing her person the plastic bag.

'Breathe into it, you'll feel better.'

Meredith relaxed almost immediately. Her breaths became regular again, it's almost like Derek is here with her, telling her to breathe.

'You're stressed out aren't you?' Cristina asked in an uncharacteristically gentle voice.

'Yes Cristina' Meredith hiccupped. 'They just asked me to bring Zola back all of a sudden, I'm so not prepared for this! Just now I took half an hour just to change one diaper! And she somehow peed all over me when I changed her, which is amazing, because I thought only baby boys do that!'

When Cristina didn't reply, she went on 'I'm going to be a terrible mother, aren't I? I will turn out to be like my mother.'

Cristina sighed. 'Me too. That's why I scheduled for an abortion. I'm afraid I'll make the worst mother ever. Taking care of babies is just not in my genes.'

' You'll make a good mother' Meredith said suddenly. 'You're hardcore, you want to excel in everything you do. I'm sure you would want to excel in motherhood too.'

'You'll make a good mother too' Cristina replied. 'You're nothing like your mother, Meredith. Com'on let's get up and go to bed. Zola is already asleep, I managed to soothe her somehow.'

'You? Who would've thought?' Meredith teased despite herself.

She suddenly remembered something, it was like a lightbulb suddenly appeared in her head that very instant.

'Wait, I have to do something first'

The next morning

The two women were both sleeping soundly Meredith's bed and Zola was sleeping soundly in her crib. The bedroom door creaked open slowly. Derek Sheperd had finally decided that he would gain more and be less miserable by going back to sleep with his wife in their comfy bed, instead of freezing to death under the open sky. The sight that greeted him when he first opened the bedroom door shocked him. There was Cristina sleeping beside Meredith, in his spot on the bed. And when his eyes travelled further, he could see the crib which wasn't there when he left. He slowly walked towards the crib. Sensing his presence, Zola opened her eyes sleepily and babbled at him in her baby language.

'Oh Zola, you're finally here! So sorry Daddy wasn't here when you came back yesterday.' Now Derek felt guilty. No wonder Meredith had called him so many times yesterday. If only he had picked up his phone.

After a diaper change, miraculously without waking the two sleeping women up, Derek walked into the bathroom. The first thing that caught his eye was a white stick, unmistakably a pregnancy test. And it was positive. And something told him that it was not Cristina's.

He couldn't believe how much has changed in just one single night.

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