Lets get one thing straight: I am no writer. So this is probably going to be a horribly written fan fiction. But I've been thinking about this story for almost a year and I have most of the plots and whatnot layed out and I think I'm actually going to go through with this. Hope you like it (: tell me what you think.

Third Person POV

August 12, 1997

Derek sprinted down to the delivery room. His girlfriend, Addison, was in labor. As he ran down to the delivery room, he couldn't help from keeping a gigantic smile off of his face. He was going to be a father today. He knew Addison was scared of being a mother. Hell, he was scared too. Not really an easy thing raising a child while in your residency. But he had been ready since the test showed positive. He had never been more happy in his life. A nurse was waiting for him out the door. She handed him a gown and gloves, and led him into the room. He got there in time to hear the cries of his newborn. She was screaming at the top of his lungs.

"It's a girl!", the doctor yelled. She brought her over to Derek. "Would you like to cut the chord?", she asked. Derek, grinning like an idiot, nodded his head, speechless. He cut the chord of his baby girl. She was quieter now, only whimpering. A nurse took her away to get cleaned and handed her to the new father. The baby was swaddled in a purple blanket. Derek smiled down at his new daughter. She was crying again.

He turned to Addison, and brought the baby over so that she could hold the baby. But Addison turned away, not even sparing a glance at the new infant.

"I can't Derek. I can't."

That was when Derek knew. Addison was letting the fear of becoming a mother and not being able to raise a baby during residency, cloud her judgement. Derek glanced down at his baby sadly, before glaring up at Addison.

"Fine", he growled, "I'll take care of my daughter. Just know you'll always regret not seeing the person she grows up to be." And with that Derek strolled out of the room following a nurse to take his daughter up to NICU for a check up.
...

A few hours later, Derek was in a quiet room. The room was usually set up for new parents to bond with a new baby. He was on a rocking chair, holding his daughter with both arms. He was using his foot to push them slowly up and down. She was asleep. Then Derek's best friend, Mark, walked in. Mark was still in his scrubs as he pulled up a chair as quietly as possible next to Derek and sat down. Mark took at long look at the new baby;. "She's beautiful, man", Mark whispered. Derek smiled down at his baby. "I heard about what happened. I'm so sorry", Mark said sincerely.

Derek sighs. "Don't be."

"So what's the kid's name? You name her after me?"

Derek snorts, and looks down at his daughter. Her eyelashes are gorgeously long. She has a head full of dark black hair and her cheeks has a rosy pink tint to it.

"I decided to name her Desiree. Desiree Rowan Shepherd. Or Rae for short."

I changed the prologue and made it a little bit longer at approximately 10/27/2016. I hope you enjopyed the prologue and keep reading! :)

-A