A/N: I know I should be updating my Burke/Addison fic. Don't worry, that's coming up in the next few days. Meanwhile, crappy days had by my best friend are what made me do this. So, here's another Maddison loveliness. I wanted it as a oneshot, but honestly, it's way too long, so I decided to cut it in parts. It'll maybe three to four chapters long. Please enjoy.
Disclaimer: These characters are property of Shonda Rhimes and ABC. In no way am I affiliated with them, nor do I make profit from the use of these characters other than a little fun. No copyright infringement intended.
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"Listen up people." Richard Webber began. "The board has noticed that the head of each department as well as the residents have been going out of their way to get more cases in. You people are truly workaholics. So, as of now, all of you are on leave for a whole week. I don't care what you do, just as long as you're not here. Your subordinates will take care of your cases. After all, they're good enough doctors to be working here. None of you people will be paged, so there's no use in taking them home. The board has also said that anything related to the hospital, that being charts, medical journals, pagers among other things are to be left in your assigned locker." Richard said. The attending doctors were feeling slightly distressed but they knew that they worked really hard so an imposed vacation could be a good thing.
Through the whole thing, Addison had had her blackberry in her hands. She'd been texting someone inside that room.
'Wtf r we supposed 2 do 4 a whole week off?' - Addie
'Beats the hell out of me. Wanna do something? - Mark
'Something like what?' - Addie
Richard caught the texting attendings and cleared his throat.
"Drs. Montgomery and Sloan, am I boring you?" He asked.
He resembled so much a school teacher at that moment. Addison blushed and quickly shook her head.
"No, sir, I'm sorry." She said and put her blackberry away while Mark just shook his head.
"Good." He said and kept going.
'Schoolgirl much?' - Mark
'Shut up. I don't want 2 get yelled again.' - Addie
'So, about hanging out? Wanna do it?' - Mark
'It all depends on your definition of 'doing it'.' - Addie
'Dirty girl. ;) I was asking about ur thoughts on hanging out.' - Mark
'*blushes* I guess we could hang out.' - Addie
"Addison, Mark. Hand in your phones. Now!" Richard scolded them.
Mark and Addison sighed and got up. "We're not in high school, you know." Addison told him when she handed her phone in.
"Then you shouldn't be acting like disobedient teenagers." Richard said. "Go sit. They'll be returned at the end of the meeting." He said and the doctors returned to their seats.
Addison sat on her seat, but Mark found a spot next to her, so he sat there. They looked at each other and smiled. Addison had been wearing a bracelet he'd given her on a birthday back when they were in New York. He was kind of happy that she hadn't thrown it out, so he grabbed her hand and while she paid attention to Richard, he played with the bracelet. Addison didn't seem to mind, it was something normal between them. Derek, Addison and Mark had patched things up and had genuinely moved on. They forgave each other and now they were at the point where they were best friends again. Addie called them 'her boys'. It was cute though and sometimes funny. It was med school all over again, except the Derek-Addison power couple.
After the meeting, Addison and Mark got their blackberry's back. They left to finish their shifts for the day since their forced vacations would start tomorrow.
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Addison was standing in the NICU with a critical patient in her arms. This little boy, just like his twin sister, had been born addicted to coke. Of course, things would be easier if anyone had any clue as to the whereabouts of the mother. She had delivered them and left them near Addison's car two months ago. Ever since then, she had been spending all her time with them. Social services were very involved in this case, and they were urging Addison to discharge them so that they could be placed in a foster home. She had refused to let them go. They were still struggling a bit, but they were healthy babies all in all.
"So, I'm being forced to a leave for a week. Which means that I probably won't be around for that time." Addison said to the little boy in her arms.
She caressed his sister's cheek while the little girl's blue eyes stared up at her.
"I know you guys will miss me, and believe me, I'll miss you too. But the chief's the boss and I can't just disobey him. Maybe I can work something out. I can't promise you guys anything, except that I will try." Addison said and smiled at the infants.
The little boy gurgled at her and the little girl held her finger.
"You two deserve so much more than what I'm sure you'll get." Addison sighed.
Just then, Mark walked into the NICU. He saw Addison holding the little boy and talking to the other baby. He knew that she'd be a great mother. And yea, it still hurt sometimes watching her being loving toward strange babies when their own was dead, but maybe it wasn't their time to be parents. They were immature and the circumstances in which that baby would've been born wouldn't have been the best. Maybe it was all for the best.
"Hey." He said quietly and Addison turned around. She couldn't have looked more beautiful if she tried.
"Hi." Addison said. She looked at the baby girl, who knew all her secrets, and winked at her.
The little girl gurgled happily.
Mark looked at the baby and smiled. "She seems healthier." He stated. He'd come up once or twice and he too had fallen for this twin pair.
"And happier." Addison added. The little boy gurgled at Mark and stretched his hand out.
"Oh, I think someone wants to be held." Addison cooed at the baby who smiled toothlessly at her.
Mark grinned and accepted the baby. The first time she'd ever placed a child in his arms he nearly died of heart failure. He had been frozen on his spot and he didn't dare to move for fear of breaking the small child. Now, his nursery and NICU visits were more common, so he was getting used to the idea of holding squirming little babies in his big, muscular arms.
Addison picked the girl up and sat with her on the rocking chair while she bottle-fed her. She looked so comfortable and so at peace. It was like the child belonged in her arms. Mark on the other hand, rocked the baby boy and spoke to him about the latest Yankees standings. The boy grinned back at Mark.
"He's a Yankees boy." Mark said proudly.
"He has you to thank for that." Addison replied, smiling at him.
'He looks so amazing with a baby in his arms. He's a natural. Stupid Addison, he would've made a wonderful father.' She thought to herself.
"So, about us hanging out?" Mark asked.
"What about it?" Addison asked.
She rolled the bottle around so that the sleeping baby girl would get stimulated into eating a little more.
"Just wanted to know what you wanted to do?" Mark asked.
"Maybe we could go sight seeing. I haven't been to the Space Needle yet." She said with a smile.
"That sounds fun." Mark said. He looked down at the little boy in his arms and smile. "When are you discharging them?" Mark asked.
"Soon. Maybe two more weeks." Addison sighed. The thought of these babies going to a crappy home broke her heart.
"They'll be alright, Addie. They're fighters." Mark told her.
"Yea, but… I don't know. I mean, I feel a little responsible for them, you know? I've been with them since I found them and I know they'll get thrown into a crappy home. They deserve the world for having survived the hell their birth mother put them through." Addison said, sadly.
"Cheer up. Maybe they won't get thrown into a crappy home. Maybe it'll be a great home where they'll get spoiled rotten." Mark said.
"Since when are you the optimist one?" Addison teased him.
"Babies do tend to bring that side in almost everyone, Adds." Mark responded.
Addison placed the baby girl to her shoulder so that she could burp her but then, the baby boy began to fuss. Mark looked at her nervously and she smiled.
"Trade?" She asked.
Addison had taught Mark how to burp the babies a week into them being at the hospital. She'd been swamped with both babies crying, and she couldn't handle them at the same time. Mark had been her hero that day.
"Sure." He said and took the little girl from her and returned the boy to her.
"Hey, little girl. How's Mark's little princess?" Mark cooed at her and the baby giggled.
He placed her against his shoulder and gently padded her back to burp her. He'd been calling the little girl his princess only because he'd never gotten attached to a single baby in his life. But this one though, this one had his whole heart.
"Shh. It's ok, sweetie. Addie's here. Don't worry. I've got you." Addison said.
She knew he wasn't hungry because she fed him thirty minutes ago. She pressed his bottom to her nose and quickly jerked the baby away.
"Whoa!" She scrunched up her nose.
"Seems like his bowels are working well." Addison laughed. Her laughter ignited a fit of giggles from the baby boy in her hands and then from his sister.
"Let's change your diaper, Stinky." Addison smiled at him and took him to the changing table.
Just then, Derek popped his head in.
"Hey you two." He greeted Mark and Addison.
Derek too, was in love with these babies. The three of them would spend most of their free time with the babies. Sometimes it was Addison and Derek, or Derek and Mark or Mark and Addison. The thin was that these babies were never alone.
"Hey." Mark and Addison greeted in unison.
"What are you guys doing tonight?" Derek asked.
Derek walked over to where Addison had just finished putting a fresh diaper on the baby boy, and picked him up, making him squeal happily. Addison, Derek and Mark smiled at the happy baby and then at the echo of his sister.
"I was planning on going home and relaxing." Addison said.
"There's the Yankees-Phillies game tonight." Mark said.
"Why don't we go over to Addison's and watch the game?" Derek suggested.
Addison looked ay her ex-husband indignantly. "Who invited you boys over?" Addison asked.
"Oh come on, Addie, you have the big screen tv." Derek whined.
"In my bedroom!" Addison exclaimed. She was trying to keep from yelling for the babies' sake.
"It's not like you haven't been in bed with us before." Derek quipped and Mark chuckled.
"Shut up, Derek." Addison said. She was getting annoyed.
"Come on, Addie. It'll be fun. We can order pizza and get beer and some wine for you. It'll be fun." Mark coaxed her.
"Fine. But can you please then move the tv to I don't know, the terrace or the living room? I don't want my room smelling of pizza and I certainly don't want my covers stained with grease." Addison said.
"Living room it is. " Mark said.
Derek was looking kind of guilty, which worried Addison.
"What?" She asked.
"The Residents have nothing to do because they were sent on forced vacations too. I asked Meredith to come. And she told and next thing I knew everyone just kind of took it as an invitation. So now I had to come ask you if I could use your house to host a baseball party." Derek looked guilty.
"Who's everybody?" Addison asked.
"Well, Meredith, Cristina and Owen, Arizona and Callie, Alex and Izzie. I think Lexie's coming too since she's Meredith's sister. And Bailey might tag along as well as the chief." Derek said.
"You turned my house into a frat house!" Addison screeched.
The baby girl in Mark's arms began to cry because of her elevated tone of voice.
"It's ok, pretty girl. Addie didn't mean to be so loud. She just has a bad temper." Mark rocked the sleepy infant back to a deep slumber.
Addison smiled at how easily he bonded with her.
"Fine, Derek. Have your party at my house. You so owe me." Addison said before taking the little boy from him.
"What are we going to do with that crazy man, huh, little guy?" Addison cooed at the baby who giggled at her.
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"You think there's enough food?" Addison asked Mark.
"Yea, it's enough. Relax Addie. You're a great hostess." Mark said and dropped a kiss on her cheek.
As soon as Richard got in, Addison went to talk to him about permitting her into the hospital just to take care of the babies. After much persuasion, Richard gave in and allowed Addison to do as she pleased. Same privilege extended to Derek and Mark.
The house phone rang and Addison answered.
"Hello?" She covered her free ear.
'YES!' The people in the back cheered.
"Dr. Montgomery, this is Abigail Smith from Social services, is this a bad time?" The woman asked.
"Hold on a sec." Addison said.
She turned to Mark and motioned him to her. He came over and she told him it was social services. "Hold the phone, I'm getting it in my room." She said. "Hang up when I pick up the other cordless." She instructed and bolted to her room.
In her room, Addison picked the other phone and heard the click of the other phone being hung up. Mark followed her into her room and waited for the conversation to end.
"Sorry. My friends are over and they're watching the baseball game. Crazy crowd." Addison laughed as did Abigail.
"It's fine. I was looking over the chart and progress report for the twins currently under Seattle Grace's care." She said.
"Yes?" Addison was now worried that she'd be forced into giving them up.
"Dr. Montgomery… Addison… these kids need to be discharged." Abigail said.
"I know. I just want to keep them a little longer so that I know that they're perfectly fine." Addison said.
"But you already know that." She responded and Addison sighed.
Mark watched her from the door. He could see tears pooling in her eyes, so he came in and hugged her from behind.
"Dr. Montgomery, would you be interested in adopting these children?" Abigail asked.
Tears spilled from her eyes as her two month old prayer was finally answered.
"Yes." She whispered.
"It's settled then." Abigail said warmly. Ever since meeting Addison, Abigail had had the feeling that Dr. Addison Montgomery was way too attached to these children.
"I have to say, usually we don't give children to single parents. But you'll make a great mother for them." Abigail said.
Addison turned in Mark's arms and grinned at Abigail's words.
"Thank you. But I won't be raising them alone. They'll have a father. His name is Mark Sloan." Addison said into the phone, but looking straight at Mark.
A grin broke on his face as he pulled Addison in for a searing kiss. He pulled her up in his arms and spun her around and she laughed.
"Yes, Ms. Smith, I'm still here." Addison said.
"If you deem it appropriate, we'll do a home inspection tomorrow and as soon as you think it's ok to discharge them, then you can bring them home." Abigail said. She found it wonderful when she got to give children a great home.
"Tomorrow is perfect. Though you'll probably find a mess because we'll start working on their nurseries first thing in the morning." Addison said.
"How about we schedule an inspection for say, around two in the afternoon?" Abigail asked.
"Two is perfect." Addison said.
"Ok, well, have a nice baseball party. My congratulations to you and to Dr. Sloan." Abigail said.
"Thank you." She said and hung up.
"They'll be ours. We're getting them." Addison said with tears in her eyes.
"Both of them?" Mark asked with a smile trying to break free.
Addison nodded and he grinned brightly. He picked her up again and spun her around. He kissed her lovingly and without much thought and because he totally felt it he confessed something to her.
"I love you." He said, but quickly regretted it.
Maybe she didn't feel that way, but maybe she did if she was willing to give him a chance to father the twins.
"I love you more." Addison said and leaned in for another kiss.
"Marry me." Mark said. Hell, now that they were all high with adrenaline he could say it.
"I was kind of expecting a grand romantic gesture, but I suppose this is more us." Addison said.
"Is that a yes?" He asked.
Addison kissed him after nodding. "That's a yes." Addison said.
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Mean cliffhanger, eh? Well don't worry. The next chapter will be up shortly. Reviews?