Okay, so seriously. The last thing I should be doing right now is starting another fan fiction, mainly because I'm already writing TWO things that have real deadlines, am in the midst of finishing up my version of season four AND am nearly done writing this book I've been working on for ages, Amazing Grace. So yeah, I'm completely crazy. Oh yeah and school starts in two weeks which will leave me with next to no time to write. But this idea has been stuck in my head for a really long time and I fear if I don't get it out, I'll lose it, something I really don't want to do.

Pairings: McStizzie (even though, this is so weird, I totally HATE HATE HATE McStizzie, I love Gizzie but for some reason I couldn't write this as a Gizzie one.) MerDer,Addisex (tee-hee) and Bang. George is in this but him and Callie seperated five months after the season finale. He has a girlfriend, Claire but she isn't too much of a part of it yet. You get to feeling sorry for Claire, because let's just say, old feelings are slightly rekindled, if you get what I'm hinting at.

Summary: It's a future fiction. The gang has sort of seperated and the event of Meredith and Derek's wedding brings them all together. To be honest, I'm writing the summary before even starting the stupid fan fiction, so I have NO idea where this is going to go. All I know is I wanted to write something in which they all had kids :) and reunite them all. So I came up with this.

Amount of kids and everything (I couldn't come up with one word for that.)

Mark and Izzie: Mark and Izzie have been married for a five years. (I didn't want to make it this far into the future but I realized if I wanted them to have three kids it needed to be.)They have three children, two girls and one boy. The oldest is Abbie, at four and a half. Abbie is slightly bossy, but extremley loving. She is smart for her age, very amusing and creative. She is a major Daddy's Girl, the apple of her father's eye which sometimes causesClarrisa, who is three to be jealous of her big sister. Clarissa is a drama queen, always hyping up everything that happens to her. Clarissa loves to dance, but is not the most graceful girl, resulting in many tears and band-aids. Then there is Jackson, the baby at two. Jackson is a loud,rambunctious baby, always coming up with new things to destroy. He loves his trucks, goes crazy over Batman and detests when Abbie stuffs him into a stroller and makes him be the baby in all of her and Clarissa's games. Mark and Izzie live in Seattle still, in a quaint two story house.

Cristina and Burke. Alright this is a bit complicated. After the season finale, because this is like five and a half years after the season finale, Cristina and Burke were apart for seven months. They slowly started dating each other. They dated for a year, then got married. They now have two kids, a girl and a boy Taylor and Sean. Sean is three and is a very paitent boy. He can entertain himself for hours on end with a simple handful of Tonka Trucks. Taylor is two and loves 'reading.' She sits with the sears catalouge in her lap, reading to herself under her breath, even though she can barely talk. Burke firmly believes she is going to be a musican when she grows older as she claps her hands and jumps about whenever music comes on. Cristina is undecided and says she doesn't care so long as it's nothing to do with tap shoes and fancy dresses. Ah yes. She is still the same old Cristina.

Meredith and Derek: Meredith and Derk have no children, as in this fan fiction, they are just getting married. I really did want them to have kids, I seriously was dying on it but I couldn't. They stayed in Seattle where Derek went on to become the Chief at Seattle Grace. Their relationship is actually going kind of sucky right now, Derek still loves Meredith but he is really focused on his work. That is, in part, why they're having the wedding Meredith believes it will strengthen their relationship.

Addison and Alex. They have one child, five year old Simone. Simone is just like Addison. Slightly bitchy, but really really kind. She takes Alex's sarcastic side, even for a five year old but can warm up to you in two seconds when she feels like it. Addison and Alex live in New York with Simone. Simome is in ballet, a very graceful young girl.

George and Claire (I'm not giving them a combo name just yet, I didn't even want to MAKE Claire but I had to, to give George some drama and all. :) ) George met Claire when he was repeating his intern year. She was an intern as well, in his same little 'pod.' Claire gets jealous easily, but is hard to stay mad at for long. She is petite, with brown hair, blue eyes and a love for all things red. She comes from a so-so family. Her father is over protective and her mother is like that lady from the movie Monster In Law. So more like a crap-crap family. But her and George go well together, if that makes any sense.

Last but not least the disclaimer. Alright well obviously I own NOTHING of Grey's Anatomy. Nada. Zero. Zilcharooni. The only thing I own is the majority of the third season taped, a large obsession for the show, and my love for writing fan fictions about it. Don't sue me for writing it, you'll make a negative amount of money. Oh and I also do not own the lyrics for Let Them Be Little, this really cute song that was on my little brother's kindergarden graduation tape and this one part fits perfectly for the scene I'm about to do.

And FINALLY for the actual WRITING part! Yay! Sorry that took so long but I myself wasn't sure what I was doing with it, I'm much more confident now.

Chapter 1: Let Them Be Little

They are so used to it by now that when the small, blond girl makes her way into their bed, they barely even flinch. It started when Clarissa was born, maybe months after. Abbie, who had loved being the only girl and all the attention that came with it, somewhat resented her little sister's entry into the world. She loved her, they were like two peas in a pod now, but at the time she had hated it. She was too young to understand it even, when Clarissa was born. But all that Abbie knew was that people were no longer picking her up, cooing over how cute she was. Presents were being brought to Clarissa. All she did was get born. That was all Abbie understood. So she had went to her parent's bedroom, late at night. She could cry, as though she had had a nightmare, and they would cuddle her and let her stay the night. She hasn't given it up now, even though she fully loves Clarissa.

"Abbie." Her dad groans softly. Her dad sits up,sighs and pats the space in between him and Izzie. Izzie's eyes crack open.

"Oh God." She murmers quietly, pushing a hand through her hair. "Abbie sweetie, how old are you?"

Abbie rolls her eyes. "Four and a half Mommy, I thought you knew that."

Izzie smiles at this. "Abbie, I know how old you are. But four and a half is a big girl age. You're not a little baby anymore."

Abbie pouts while considering this. "But Mommy. I'm not that much of a big girl. I don't even know how to.. how to read or anything! All I can do is count to eleven practically! I'm still little!"

"That's true. But you know your ABC's. You're the oldest and sweetie you're getting too old to sleep in our bed every night. I bet Marissa never goes into her parents room at night." Izzie questions Abbie. Marissa is Abbie's best friend, nearly a year older. Just the kind of age where Abbie is slightly afraid of her but they can still play Barbies together and understand each other.

Abbie sticks her tounge out at Izzie. "You're wrong. On account of one time there was a big ginormous scary thunderstorm when I was sleeping over at Marissa's and she got all scared and ran to her mommy and daddy. And I wasn't even scared a tiny little bit I just sat on the floor, on account of I had to sleep on the floor in this sleeping bag but Marissa got the bed, and I was singing a song to myself. Not because I was scared, no way, because I was bored on account of Marissa stayed with her mommy and daddy the whole gosh darn night practically. So there." Abbie smiles triumphantly.

Mark emits a laugh and Izzie glares at him, before smiling into her hand. "Abbie, do you know what time it is?" Izzie is asking, not because she wants to know but because this is another small part of her lecture, a lecture she knows will do no good.

Abbie stares hopefully at the alarm clock with its green flashing numbers, her head cocked to the side in concentration. "Umm... I don't know thirteen o'clock?" She shrugs her shoulders. "See Mommy, I TOLD you I wasn't a big girl. Big girls can tell time. I can't. It could be three o'clock, it could be twenty o'clock. I don't know. Why did you ask me anyway? You know I don't know how to tell the time."

"Abbie, it is three thirty four in the morning. That is very very late. Your daddy has to go to work very early tomorrow morning. And I told you I'm taking you,Clarissa and Jackson on a special field trip tomorrow." At the mention of this, Abbie claps happily. Izzie has been taking her kids on 'special field trips' ever since Clarissa was born. Tomorrow, she thinks it will be a water park, if it doesn't rain. "To do all those things, we have to make sure we have had lots of rest or else we won't be very happy."

"You mean you'll be in a bad mood?" Abbie aks.

"Yes, Abbie, that's just what I mean."

"I don't like it when you're in a a bad mood. When that happens, me and Clarissa sometimes hide in the closet." Abbie nods to confirm this.

Marks laughs again and Izzie hits him gently on the arm. "Mommy. I am pretty sure you just hitted Daddy."

"It's hit, sweetie."

"You just hit Daddy. That is a not nice thing to do Mommy. You know what I think?" Abbie is already making her way under the covers.

"What do you think Abbie?"

"I think because you hit Daddy, I need to sleep with you guys tonight to make sure no monkey buisness goes on. Okay? Just for tonight. And maybe tomorrow. Because, you know Mommy, I bet Daddy doesn't like it when you hit him. Alright?"

Izzie begins to say something but doesn't bother. She reaches over, flips the light off and pulls the covers over Abbie. "Just for tonight. Then you go back to being a big girl?"

"Whatever you say Mommy." Abbie says, before turning to Mark and sticking her tounge at in the direction of Izzie, causing her to go hysterical.

"Goodnight Abbie."

"G'night Mommy."

So let them be little,
'Cause they're only that way for a while.
Give 'em hope, give them praise,
Give them love every day.
Let 'em cry, let 'em giggle,
Let 'em sleep in the middle,
Oh, but let them be little.