It felt good to be back. Of course, she had been back many times, but this was different. This was home again now. She belonged here. It felt right.

New York had been home before. Back when she was with Derek, New York had been the only place she felt fully comfortable. Since then, a lot had changed. New York had stopped being home the day she left Mark behind, even if she didn't realize it at the time. There was too much baggage and heartache there.

Ironically, baggage and heartbreak were contributing factors in her decision to move to Los Angeles. She wanted to make that home just like she had Seattle. While it had worked for a short period of time, the same thing ended up happening.

Now she was back in Seattle and determined to be able to call it home permanently. She was sick and tired of running away when things weren't working out. She really did love Seattle.

Maybe this could work out this time, she thought as she slid her hand into his.

"Welcome home," Mark smiled.

"Thanks," she replied.

"So, like...you can just make Shepherd give you a job?" Sloan asked. "What if he says no?"

Things had changed in the two weeks Sloan spent in Los Angeles recovering. It had been discovered that Richard had started drinking again, and he had temporarily stepped down as Chief of Surgery. Until he went to rehab and got help, Derek was Chief.

"She's his ex-wife," Mark replied. "Yeah. She can like...just make him give her a job."

"None of my exes even talk to me," she said.

"Welcome to the world of big people," Addison replied. "We're civilized adults who respect each other."

"And she's Addison Montgomery," Mark added. "She's the best."

"Your life must be awesome," she said.

"You'd be surprised," Addison told her.

Mark looked over to his daughter. Ever since the complication Addison had encountered during the surgery, he couldn't help but worry about her and his grandson. He trusted Addison's assessment that she was just fine, but he was still concerned.

"Dude, what's with the look?" she asked.

"How you feeling?"

"Hungry," she said. "Can I have some money to go get something to eat?"

He pulled out his wallet and gave her enough for lunch. "We'll meet you in the cafeteria when Addie's done with Derek."

"Yeah," she said, taking the money and going.

Addison shook her head. "She doesn't even say thank you?" she asked. "And you let her get away with it?"

"I just don't wanna rock the boat," he said. "I didn't see her grow up or anything. I want her to learn she can trust me."

"Mark, I think she trusts you. She's just –"

"Okay, she's not perfect. But still."

Derek came out of his office just as they were about to knock. "Addie?" he asked. "What are you doing here?"

"She came back with Sloan and I," Mark said.

"You what?"

"Yep," Addison said. "Running away again. I know. Whatever."

"I'll have Patricia draw up a contract," was all he said. He kissed her cheek. "Same terms as your old one okay?"

"Yeah," she nodded. "Thanks."

"Welcome back, Addie," he smiled. "I hate to do this, but I gotta run."

"It's okay," she said. "We'll catch up later."

"Yeah!" he called back as he walked off.

"I'm back," she smiled.

"You're back," Mark nodded.

"You're back?"

Addison turned around to see Callie coming their way. "I'm back," she smiled.

"Back back?"

"Back back."

"Awesome."