A/N: This is the next part of my other story, Reunited at last. Kira was born 4 yrs after Nate was. She is her dad's joy as she looks exactly like Addie—red hair, blue eyes, attitude. She also has Addie's spunk and stubbornness.

Nate, meanwhile, is mini Mark and inherited his dad's attitude, eyes, hair and abilities. Even though he is only 12, he knows how to flirt and succeed in it. He was a new date every week. And he gets good grades without much studying. He's a sorta protective of his two sisters. Before Sam goes out with a date, he threatens to kick the guy's ass(and he can) if he hurts Sam.

Sam is her parent's perfect mix and is aiming to be a surgeon like her parents. Every boy in school seems to be after her but she doesn't let that get into her head. Mark worries about her dates even thought they all seem perfectly nice.

Mark trudged home, his heart heavy and his mind troubled. He was bringing home some bad news to his family: Sam and Kira, his daughters, his only son Nate and of course, his wife Addison. Addison whom he still loved as deeply as the day they met.

"Hi Mark," she greeted happily, kissing him on the cheek then lips. "Why the long face, though?"

He sighed. How was he gonna break it to her? "Tell you later," he muttered, forcing a smile for her.

"Okay." Her features turned worried and concerned. The news had to be bad enough that he couldn't say it on front of the kids.

"Hey dad," said 12 yr. old Nate. "I scored the winning goal in the soccer game awhile ago."

"Yeah and he hasn't stopped bragging since," Kira, 8, added. She stuck her tongue out at her big brother and smirked.

"Quit it guys," chided Sam, entering the room with a hand covering part of a phone. "I'm talking with my boyfriend." Then she retreated to her room before his dad could react.

"Boyfriend?"echoed Mark sharply. He turned to Addie. "What boyfriend?"

She gave her a look that said, "Let it go, Mark.". "I met him earlier today. He seems nice and smart. He's good-looking too.

"Seems," Mark repeated under his breath. "He better not do anything……."

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"So what were you gonna tell me?" asked Addison, laying on bed, reading an article.

Mark sat on the bed and ran a hand through his hair. "Right. Remember how I told you I was at the doctor's?"

"Ye-es." She wouldn't let what she thought she knew be true.

"Mark?" she said when he didn't answer. "What about it?"

"I have a couple of months."

Addison stared at her husband of 12 years. This couldn't be happening. They were happy and successful. They had a family. How could this be happening just when they were happy again?

"Say something, Addison. Don't scare me more." He never wanted her to be hurt; that was why he postponed telling her a bit.

"It'unfair," she murmured angrily. Why did it have to happen to them? "It can't be happening.I mean, we're happy and complete. It's not fair.

"Life's not fair," he reminded her gently. "It never is."

Then that's when it hit her: Mark would be gone in short months. There would no longer be morning kisses from him. No one left to comfort her or make her feel good. Her children would have no father. Tears streamed down her face and she wiped them impatiently.

"Please don't cry," he pleaded. "You know I can't bear to see your tears."

"Bu—but what about the kids?" she stammered, the shock numbing her senses.

"I don't know, Addison. But we'd have to tell them."

Mark reached for her, wrapping his arms around her yet again. She leaned against his chest as he stroked her hair as she liked it. His beautiful red-haired angel. Her tall and handsome prince.

Mark suddenly realized that when he was gone, there would be no more holding her and stroking her hair. No more seeing her blue eyes.

A lump formed in his throat as he blinked the tears the threatened to fall on his face. He would be strong. For her and his family. "I love you," he whispered, his voice cracking with emotion.

"I love you too," she said lovingly. "With all my heart, Mark."

"I know." He did.

"Always….."

"And forever," he finished, a tear sliding down his cheeks. Addison released herself from his arms and held his face in her arms.

"Until the end of time." She pulled his lips closer and kissed him. There was no time to waste; no moment to regret one day.

He pulled apart just when he felt it was leading to something.

"What's wrong?" she asked, concerned. She tried reading his eyes but they were looking down.

"Nothing—it's just….." He gazed in his beautiful blue eyes. "Can I just hold you tonight?"

"Sure."

So do you think I should continue? And how will he tell the kids? Correction—should he?

Disclaimer: I don't own grey's or any character but I did make Sam, Kira and Nate, Mark and Addie's adorable and gorgeous(well, look at their parents) kids.