Carolyn reached the end of the hall where she knew Addison's office was located. She was just about to knock on the door when she noticed the nameplate beside the door. The name plate beside the door still read Addison Montgomery-Shepherd, M.D and it broke Carolyn's heart to think about the thoughts that must go through Addison's mind every time she saw that sign. As soon as Carolyn entered the room she saw Addison sitting at her desk in a pair of scrubs with her hair tied back into a messy bun. She'd never seen Addison looking less than perfect until she arrived in Seattle and watched her at Derek's bedside and she never thought she'd see it again.

Addison was not expecting to see her soon-to-be ex-mother-in-law. She stiffened in her chair and looked up to greet the woman with the best smile she could muster. "Hi."

"You, my dear, are very hard to get in touch with." Carolyn responded as she took a seat on one of the chairs in front of Addison's desk. "I have probably called you 20 times over the last few days."

"I'm sorry, I've been busy. I had a lot of work waiting for me as soon as I got back. Lots of patients and paperwork to catch up on. I was going to call you back as soon as I had a chance." Addison answered.

"You never called to tell me that Derek got his memory back."

"I'm sorry." Addison said again. "It all happened kind of fast."

"Do you want to talk about it?" Carolyn asked softly.

"What is there to talk about? It happened almost exactly like I knew it would in the beginning. He remembered everything, expressed the utter loathe the feels toward me, kicked me out and I was on the first flight back to NY. I stopped by home to drop off my stuff, shower and change, came to work and I've been here ever since."

"You've spent two days here?"

"Gotta distract myself somehow. I'm just taking a page out of Derek's book. I guess he knew what he was doing, it's hard to think about your own problems if you find enough work to distract you."

"I thought you were prepared for it though, you had been preparing for that confrontation since you learned about the were practically waiting for it to come."

"I stopped." Addison admitted. "I stopped bracing myself for it when he started treated me like he might actually care about me. I missed getting that kind of attention from him and I thought, maybe, just maybe, everything would work itself out. I thought maybe he'd remember everything but forgive me anyway. Or maybe he would never really remember any of it but I would tell him and he wouldn't care. I got lost in these hopes and I felt so guilty that I stopped preparing myself to be kicked out in the middle of the night again."

"Again?"

"It was almost exactly like the night he caught me with Mark. He expressed his disdain for me then he kicked me out. I really should have seen it coming. I shouldn't have been blindsided. It's my own fault."

"I'm sorry things had to end that way. I wish you had told me. I was surprised to get a call from Derek to suddenly learn that his memory is back and you're not in the picture."

"Is he doing alright?" Addison asked, meeting Carolyn's eyes for the first time.

"He's fine. He's not very happy with me either but he's fine. He was just cleared to go back to work. He says he's getting his life back on track."

Addison nodded understandingly. "That's good." she murmured. "Do you know if he's spoken to his lawyer about drafting new divorce papers? He said he would do it ASAP but I haven't' heard anything yet."

"He didn't mention it. He asked me to get in touch with you about getting some of his things from the Brownstone, if that's alright with you."

"Yeah, sure. I'll probably be here for a while so..." she got up to get her purse, which she had carelessly left on the couch. She pulled out a Chanel keychain with her car key, the house key, and the key to her office. Addison pulled the house key off the ring and handed it over to her mother-in-law. "I'm actually planning to put the Brownstone on the market and I was planning on send him his stuff as soon as I had the chance to start sorting through everything and packing. You can take some things now and I'll ship whatever is left of his."

"You're selling the Brownstone?"

Addison nodded. "I can't live there anymore, the memories are suffocating me." she explained. "Oh, and you can leave the key in the mailbox or under the mat, no reason in coming all the way back here to give it to me."

"Addison, you should know that I'll always be here to talk, should you ever need it. I know you don't have that kind of relationship with your parents so you don't really have anyone to turn to. Just because you're getting divorced does not mean you're excused from the family."

"You didn't even like me up until a month ago." Addison reminded her mother-in-law. "You don't have to start pretending to now."

"I'm not pretending. I was wrong for judging you without taking the time to get to know you. I assumed things because of how you were raised and I was entirely wrong. I'm sorry I didn't see that earlier and I'm sorry things didn't work out with my son."

Addison gave the woman a small appreciative smile.

"I should get going, you have a lot to do." Carolyn said as she got up from the desk and moved toward the door. Before she could step out, she heard Addison call her name and turned back.

"Is he happy now? After all of this, is Derek at least happy?"

Carolyn gave an honest shrug. "I don't know." she admitted.

Derek frantically pulled out a hand full of socks and underwear from his nightstand drawer. He threw the items on the bed and then reached in for another handful.

"What are you doing, Derek?" Meredith asked from her spot beside the door in the trailer. "We're going to be late for our movie."

"I need my watch." Derek insisted as he continued digging through his drawers.

"Derek, its the the 21ist century. No one really uses a watch anymore. Check the time one your phone if you really need to know what time it is. You can live without your watch for one night."

"But it's not just one night. I don't even remember the last time I saw that watch. I never go anywhere without it. I need my watch. Its important."

"Maybe you lost it."

"I would never lose my watch." Derek told her surely. "It has to be here somewhere."

"Maybe Addison got paranoid after you were mugged so she put it in a safe deposit. You can call her and ask her if you are so determined to find it."

"Its a Cartier watch, Meredith. Its not a couple hundred bucks we're talking about here."

"Since when are you so materialistic?"

"I'm not materialistic!" he exclaimed in aggravation. "You don't understand, you can't understand! This is my watch we're talking about."

"How do you expect me to understand when I've never even heard about this watch before? I remember you had a watch you would always wear but I have no idea where it came from, who made it and what it meant. I thought it was just a watch. I never gave it any further thought."

Derek sighed and shook his head disapprovingly.

"If you want me to know about the watch you have to tell me, Derek. You never tell me anything and you expect me to know. Like the time your wife came, that's the kind of thing you tell the woman you're dating!"

"I can't talk about watches. It makes me emotional."

"Why would it make you emotional? It's a watch, Derek. You use them to tell time."

"Watches do a lot more than just tell time."

"Well, for the price you paid for yours at Cartier it should do more than tell time but it doesn't." Meredith shot back.

Derek groaned in aggravation. "Don't agrue with me about this, please. You know nothing about it."

"Then tell me about it!"

"I can't."

"Then how do you expect this relationship to work?" Meredith asked.

"I don't." he murmured.

"You don't think our relationship will work because I don't understand your obsession with your watch when you've never mentioned anything about it."

"I chose you because you didn't understand the watches, because you have no idea what any of it means. I needed someone who had no idea about any of that. I needed someone different who knew nothing about that part of my life." Derek admitted. "I've only told that story twice. Once to Addison and once to Mark."

"And then they fucked each other so..."

"I told Mark when we were like 10 and I told Addison after we got engaged. The affair had nothing to do with watches. My point is, I don't talk about it. I told the story two times and there was over a ten year gap between the timing."

"Well, it's been over 10 years since you last told it..."

"You won't get it. Because the story has changed since I told it to Mark and Addison. There is so much more to it now. There is a whole new history to watches that didn't exist back when I told them. And you're just not going to get it. "

Meredith gave Derek a dumbfounded stare. "Did that watch have any connection to your sanity? Because there is no sight of that either. You know what, forget the movie. I don't feel like going out. Call me when you're over whatever this is." she said, storming out of the door and slamming it shut behind her.

"It does have a connection to my sanity." he said to himself as he pulled the drawer completely out and turned it upside down over the bed. Without any result, he shoved it back into the nightstand and moved to start digging through his closet.

At the end of the night it looked like a tornado had hit his room and there was still no signs of his watch. He pushed some of his belongings aside and sat at the foot of the bed in defeat. "Fuck." he huffed tiredly. For the next hour he tried to figure out what could have happened to his watch when it finally hit him.

"Give me the watch." The memories came flooding back and the words echoed over and over again his mind. He remembered blurred faces and the cool metal of a gun to his head. He remembered his hesitation to take off his watch. He could not remember anything after that. His right hand unconsciously moved to his left wrist as the thought sunk in that he would never see his watch again.

1. I was very disappointed with the PP finale yesterday. What the fuck was that? I mean some of it was good, and by some I mean like 5 combined minutes out of the 42 but the rest was such a waste. Ugh...

2. I was holing off on posting this chapter because I wanted to change it but I didn't know how to change it. Some times I read it and loved it and sometimes I read through it and hated it. I would keep putting it off but I don't want to keep you guys waiting because I don't see any ideas striking me anytime soon.

Now I'd love to hear your thoughts on 1. The PP series finale 2. This chapter.
Thanks :)