A/N: I just had to continue it... I just had to...
"Mary had a little lamb, little lamb, little lamb… Mary had a little lamb," Alex sang out loud as he watched the small girl dance her lamb puppet around. He was bored and there was nothing else to do but hang out with his patient, Amelie, who was 5 years old and was brought in to take her tonsils out. "And its fur was white as snow…"
"Fleece!" Amelie brought down the lamb puppet and frowned at Alex. "And its fleece!"
"Do you even know what a fleece is... Fine," Alex mumbled and continued singing. "And its fleece was white as snow… Everywhere that Mary went… Mary went… Mary went…"
His beeper went off making him sigh in thanks.
"Sorry, Amelie," he gave her an apologetic sigh. "Mary would have to wait. I'll catch you later."
"Hey, babe," Alex kissed Meredith and took the empty chair beside her. He reached over and took a French fry from her tray and popped it in his mouth.
"You're actually sharing food with him?" Christina asked Meredith.
"That's not the only thing they share, Christina," George leaned over towards her and whispered. "They share towels and ice cream spoons and they even share clothes."
"Clothes?" Christina's brow hiked an inch.
"You haven't shared breakfast with them," George told her. "Meredith wears Alex's boxers in the morning."
"Meredith! Evil Spawn's boxers!?"
"Fresh from the laundry, people! Fresh from the laundry!" Meredith reminded them all, grimacing at the thought of wearing Alex's dirty boxers.
"Still!" Christina grimaced. "They were worn by Evil Spawn."
"Shut up, Yang," Alex snickered at her.
His beeper suddenly started to beep and he looked at it with an irritated sigh.
"God, I hate kids," Alex muttered.
"What?" Izzie glared at him. "Did I just hear you say you hate kids?"
"Yeah, I just said it, Izzie. I hate kids. They're smelly. They cry all the time. And they make you sing out loud," Alex nodded as he stood up in a hurry. "Mer, I'll catch you later, babe."
"Ugh," Izzie grimaced. "How could someone hate kids."
"I do," Christina shrugged. "Evil Spawn is right. Kids are smelly and they cry all the time. I mean, who wants kids!? Only stupid people wants kids. They ruin your career and they get all your money…"
"I-I need to go," Meredith suddenly paled and
"What's her problem?"
"She's dating Evil Spawn," Christina said a matter-of-factly. "What other problem does she have?"
"What the hell is your problem!" Alex grabbed her by the arm and forced her to face him. "What did I do this time!?"
"Then why are you avoiding me?"
"I'm not avoiding you!"
"You are," he told her. "I called your name and you went running inside that elevator, Mer. Don't even deny it. Now tell me what's wrong."
"Alex, I'm busy. We'll talk later," she left him in the middle of the hall.
He found her an hour later in the nursery, looking at the babies in the gallery. He approached her and stood beside her, his eyes going over the babies who were all sleeping in peace.
"If you don't tell me what's wrong, then we'll never fix this, Mer," Alex told her quietly.
"You said you hate kids," she muttered.
"What?" Alex asked, not quite hearing what she said.
"Nothing," she murmured and walked away from the window and walked down the hall. Alex followed her.
"Meredith," he called out.
She stopped in the middle of the hall and looked around to see if anyone was there. For some reason, no one was around.
"You said you hate kids!" she spoke in a loud, angry voice.
"And so?" his brows furrowed in confusion.
"You said you hate kids and I'm pregnant, asshole! You impregnated me with your Evil Spawn sperm and now I'm carrying your Evil Spawn child!" she shouted as she hit him on the arm.
"W-wha- You're pregnant?" he caught her hand and held it in his. He took a moment, thinking of what she just said and he breathed in heavily. "Are you sure?"
"I took a freakin' blood test, Alex! So YES! I am carrying Evil Spawn Jr.!" Meredith sarcastically told him.
"Junior? It's a boy?" Alex asked.
Meredith rolled her eyes and hit him lightly on the side of the head with her free hand. "I'm a month along, Alex! Working in the Gynie squad should have taught you a thing or two!"
"Mer," Alex rolled his eyes. "I'm kidding. So you're really pregnant?"
She slowly nodded.
"And you want to keep it?"
"You said you hate kids, Alex."
"Not when they're mine," he told her with a small smile as he pulled her towards him and hugged her tightly.
"How would you know you wouldn't?" she pulled back a little to look at him. "You don't have any kids, do you?"
"I don't," he shook his head. "I just know I wouldn't hate him cos' he's ours, Mer."
"So you want it?" Meredith asked, her eyes a filled with hope.
"Of course I want him," Alex nodded, placing a kiss on her forehead.
"Grey! Karev!" Bailey's loud voice broke their moment. "Does this place look like a motel to you!? Get your asses moving!"
"Sorry, Dr. Bailey," Meredith muttered as Alex let go of her and stepped back a little. They both followed her quietly.
"Are we telling people?" Alex whispered.
"Do you want to tell people?" she asked him.
"I could shout it out loud right now if you want," Alex smirked.
Meredith rolled her eyes lightly and shook her head. "We should keep it a secret for a while."
"Okay," Alex nodded. "If that's what you want. Alex Jr.'s going to be one hot baby."
Alex grinned and placed his hand on Meredith's abdomen.
"Alex!" Meredith swatted his hand away. "Don't do that! We're keeping it a secret, remember!? And don't call our baby hot! It's disturbing!"
Alex watched as Meredith ranted at him, she was glowing. And the thought of smelly diapers, the nonstop crying, and the singing lullabies that he knew he would have to go through couldn't even stop him from smiling.
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