Disclaimer: Grey's Anatomy and its characters belong to Shonda Rhimes/ABC.

A/N: Like I said at the beginning of last chapter, a lot happened in the last chapter, so if you haven't read that yet, do so before continuing. Thanks for reading!

Chapter Eleven

"What do you mean it 'wasn't a miscarriage,' Addison?" Mark asked as she lay in her hospital bed three hours later. He was frustrated. "Of course it was a miscarriage. She said it was a miscarriage. Why aren't you as upset as I am about this?"

"Mark, listen to me. I am only going to say this one more time because I'm sick of talking about it with you. The kind of 'miscarriage' you are thinking of implies that there was going to be a baby in the first place," Addison told him angrily. "There was something inherently wrong with one of our contributing cells from the start. Sperm or egg—one of them had some sort of chromosomal abnormality, and when the two combined, they started dividing irregularly. Meaning that it was never actually an embryo, and it certainly was never a fetus. It was never going to be a baby. It was only a matter of time before my body just decided to reject it. From the second those cells joined, it was inevitable that this would happen eventually. There were never two babies. It was always the one baby, and that one baby is still here. If you still don't understand it, go ask someone up in OB because I'm done, okay?"

"Okay," he responded, completely taken aback. He hadn't meant to upset her so much. "That explanation made more sense. I'm sorry. I'm a doctor, and I should know, but it's been a long time since I've studied anything to do with obstetrics. I'm sorry I go so angry with you. You didn't deserve that."

"And I'm sorry I wasn't understanding enough. Most people do get very upset over this kind of thing, just because the experience is so horrifying. Maybe it's my profession that makes me a little more emotionally numb to this. I don't know, but my point is that I'm sorry that I snapped at you. If it takes you some time to get over what happened today, I'll understand."

"Don't worry about it, Addie," he told her as he took her hand. "Just worry about growing that baby."

Addison smiled and brought their hands up to rest on her stomach. "We're lucky that she's still in there and that everything that happened today had no effect on her."

"Yeah," he smiled back her. "Wait a minute… 'she'?"

"Yep. I've decided that she is a she," she told him matter-of-factly. "We can't just keep saying 'he or she' or 'him or her,' so I took it upon myself to pick the gender."

"So you woke up this morning and decided to just randomly pick the gender of our child?"

"Pretty much. Only it doesn't feel random to me. I have a feeling it's a girl."

They sat in silence for a few minutes, both feeling incredibly relieved that they were still going to have a baby. They hadn't lost her, and in six months, they would be holding her.

"What are you thinking about?" Addison asked, breaking the silence.

"I'm just thinking about how weird it is that there's something growing in there. No offense, Addie, but that's really weird."

"Gee, thanks, Mark," she said sarcastically.

"What were youthinking about?" He asked her seriously.

"This is going to be another one of those 'please-don't-take-this-the-wrong-way' things," she started.

"Okay. I'll try not to."

"When Derek came in and called us a 'happy couple,' you were more than quick to tell him that we weren't a couple."

"Well, we aren't," he told her. Addison's face fell, and her eyes suddenly had a sad look about them. Mark noticed this and then understood what she had meant. "I mean… if you wanted to be a couple, we could be. I just didn't want to move too fast or push you into anything since it's only been a few weeks."

"Before today, Mark, I would have said that I wasn't ready to take that step, but now… now after everything that has happened this afternoon, I think I'm ready."

"Okay," Mark said softly, stroking her hand with his thumb. He sat there grinning for several seconds before Addison said something.

"What is with you, Mark?!" She asked impatiently. "Get up here and kiss me!"

He laughed at her and gladly complied. What first started out as a light, tender kiss, though, quickly became heated as Addison pulled Mark onto the bed with her.

"Don't hold back. I want this," she whispered before biting his lower lip to show him that it really was okay.

Mark responded by slipping his tongue into her mouth. Completely surrendering to the sensation, Addison closed her eyes and tangled her fingers in his hair.

And then Miranda Bailey entered the room, clearing her throat to make her presence known.

"Ugh. Nasty," she told the now embarrassed couple. "I know you guys went through a lot today and have a lot to be happy about and thankful for, but for God's sake, this is a hospital, people."

"Oh come on, Miranda," Mark said as he climbed off the bed and went back to sitting on the chair. "You know that's never stopped anyone."

Bailey rolled her eyes at him. "You are attendings, not interns. Anyway, Addison, I came to give you an update on your post-op patients. Both mothers and all three babies are all stable and doing fine at the moment. If anything happens, Karev knows to page someone, but right now, he's monitoring those five patients better than I expected he would. All of your other appointments for the afternoon have been rescheduled or reassigned to someone else for the next week."

"Okay, but—"

"No. No 'buts.' Richard told me to tell you that you are not to come into work until a week from today unless an extreme emergency comes up. Otherwise, we have everything under control here. I've got all my interns rotating through on the Lewis girls, and Karev's assigned to only them until you get back. If your patients have questions, we can direct them to you. And Addison, if I see you in this hospital at all before next week once you leave here tomorrow morning, you are in big trouble, you hear me? It had better be a pretty big emergency."

"Yes, Miranda," Addison said.

"You really are the Nazi, aren't you?" Mark joked.

"Damn right I am."

Around 8:30 that night, Derek's sister Nancy entered the front doors of Seattle Grace to check up on Addison. After hearing about the day's events from Mark over the phone, she figured dropping in early couldn't hurt. She had to make her way upstairs to Addison's room without running into Derek, though. Considering the time of night, she doubted he was in surgery, so she had to be careful.

"Nancy?" she heard a voice call from behind her. She immediately recognized it as her brother's and stopped dead in her tracks. "What are you doing here again?"

Turning around slowly, she decided to choose her words carefully. "Mark called me and told me about what happened with Addison, so I came out here to check on her."

"Why would you fly across the country to check on her? Addison and Mark aren't family anymore."

"Maybe you don't consider them your family anymore, Derek, but I've spent too many years of my life with them to just completely cut them out. Families may have problems. Families may hate each other sometimes. But when a member of the family needs something, you put everything aside and you help. She called me six weeks ago scared to death, Derek, and despite everything, I couldn't say no to her because as far as I'm concerned, Addison is still my sister. So I'm here as her sister and as her OB."

"Nancy, she's having a baby with Mark. Don't you get that? I might have been able to understand you wanting to help her when she was alone, but now that she's back with him and happy, she—"

"So you're upset with me because I'm helping them to be happy, Derek? I know they hurt you, but you also hurt Addison significantly over the last year. Addison deserves to be happy, and if it's with Mark, then it's with Mark, and there's nothing we can do about that. Now go find the slutty intern. I need to go."

"Meredith and I aren't on good terms right now because she, too, is siding with Addison. I don't get it. I just don't get it. After everything that she did to me, she gets to be the good guy," Derek said, exasperated. "And that should be my baby, not Mark's baby."

"Derek, I have no doubt that that could have been your baby if you had just grown up, but you didn't, so just let it go, okay? Move on. Fix things with the intern."

"I can't believe you aren't on the side of your own brother."

"If I thought you were right, I would be on your side, but I don't and I'm not."

Nancy excused herself and continued to make her way towards Addison's room. Even though she was on Addison's side, she did feel a little strange about Mark being in the picture now. Mark did seduce Addison in the first place. She did kind of feel bad that she was the obstetrician for her ex-sister-in-law and her brother's ex-best friend. It was a more than complicated situation, but even though she felt so conflicted, she also felt like she was making the right choice. When she reached the door to Addison's room, she knocked, and Mark answered.

"Hey," he said hesitantly. "She's sleeping, but you can come in."

"Thanks," she told him as she stepped into the room. "So how is she doing?"

"Other than being really tired, she's doing very well. You can look through her chart if you want," he said. "How was your flight?"

"It was good. No delays, no turbulence. Completely smooth." Nancy was slightly confused. Was this really Mark Sloan she was talking to? A normal conversation with no sexual innuendos?

Addison stirred in her bed, and she sighed lightly before stretching and opening her eyes.

"Good morning," Mark spoke to her. "Nancy's here to check on you."

Addison smiled sleepily. "Can we do my twelve-week check-up early?" She asked.

"I don't see why not," Nancy responded happily.

Nancy did the initial examination on Addison. Everything was completely textbook. She was doing fine, despite the anemia and the scare earlier that day. Nancy asked Addison questions about what she was eating, if the morning sickness was lessening, and if she had any concerns. Then it was time for the ultrasound. Although Addison had an ultrasound earlier in the day, it was under stressful circumstances. This time, she and Mark would be able to enjoy watching their child on the screen and listening to the heartbeat. Nancy applied the gel, and Mark grasped Addison's hand. As the wand was placed on Addison's stomach, a figure appeared on the screen.

"There she is," Mark whispered, kissing Addison's hand. He had never felt so overcome with emotion in his entire life, and when the heartbeat sounded over the monitor, that feeling intensified. "She's still there."

"She sure is," Nancy told him. "Mark, what is with you? You haven't said anything remotely sexual since I've gotten here, and you look like you're going to cry."

"Shut up, Nancy-Pants," he teased.

"That's more like it," Nancy teased back. The three doctors laughed. Maybe the prospect of fatherhood had finally been the thing to crack Mark Sloan. "So what do you think about what you see, Addie?"

"I think it looks good, and that's from a doctor's perspective, not from the biased mother perspective."

After Nancy left, Addison and Mark were once again alone in the room. Mark was sitting on the bed under the covers with Addison lying against his chest.

"Are you okay?" Mark asked her. "I mean… you've been strong all day, but if you aren't okay, that's fine."

"I'm okay. It's just that… okay, maybe I'm not okay," Addison told him, her eyes starting to tear up. "I was just so scared that we lost our baby. I thought that maybe it just wasn't meant to be. I've done a lot of terrible things over the last year and a half, and I thought that maybe I didn't deserve this baby—that I deserved to lose it."

"No way, Addison. You deserve good things to happen to you. And no one deserves to lose a child."

"I know," she said softly. "I'm just glad that it's all over and that we didn't lose a baby."

"Yeah."

"Now I should be asking you how you feel about everything. You were more upset about it than I was."

"I'm still pretty shaken, to tell you the truth. At first, it felt like we lost a baby. I thought that maybe we were supposed to have two and that one just didn't make it, but now that I understand the whole 'anembryonic pregnancy' thing, it's more bearable. And getting to see the ultrasound made things even better."

"Definitely. Especially since we each have a picture now," she smiled contentedly. "But it is okay for us to be sad still. I think we both have to remember that."

"Yeah." Mark began to run his hands over the very slight curve of her abdomen. "You should sleep now, Add."

"Stay with me tonight?" She asked hopefully, looking up at him. "I don't want to be alone right now."

"Okay," he responded, kissing her cheek. "Everything's going to be fine, Addison. Just trust me."

There we go. Was that a good enough conclusion to the last chapter? I hope I explained what happened with Addison well enough at the beginning. It is sooo hard to keep the angst and drama in here because I just want things to be all happy and cute. Haha. I'm really trying, though. As for when the next chapter will be up… probably not until the weekend. I've got one more final, and then I'm going home for Christmas break. Anyway. Thank you guys so much for the reviews! Hopefully this chapter didn't disappoint. Thanks again for reading :)