A/N: i just got some bashing just by mentioning Finn's name. LOL. sorry for the mer/der fans out there... but i was really cheering for Finn... (as if that would EVER happen).
Anywayz.. back to the story: Some Derek & Mark confrontation...
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Chapter 12
"I met someone in Mark's clinic today, he said he was a patient of yours," Addison told Derek over dinner.
"Really? Who?" Derek looked up from his food to look at Addison.
"A boy," Addison paused for a while to recall the name. "His name is David."
"David?" Derek has now completely ignored his food and had his whole attention towards Addison.
"Yeah," Addison nodded. "Do you remember him? He looked at lot like you actually. A very, very serious young boy."
"Davey?"
"Yes, actually. Mark called him that."
"He's here?"
"Yeah, he was over at Mark's clinic. I asked them both to come to dinner but Mark said they're going to go catch a movie."
"Mark?"
"Yeah, Mark," Addison nodded. "Mark, your best friend, remember him?"
"Ex-best friend. We're not exactly in good terms right now. Just civil. Wait a minute, Davey's with Mark?"
"Yeah," Addison nodded once again.
"What is he doing with him?" Derek wondered out loud, completely loosing his appetite and he didn't touch his food for the rest of dinner.
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"Hey, look, it's Mark," Addison pointed across the street. Derek quickly looked where she pointed and saw Mark and David exiting the movie house. He was surprised when Addison took his hand and pulled him towards them. "C'mon, let's go over to them."
"Davey," Derek greeted as looked at his son.
"My name is David," David looked at him and then back at Mark. He took a hold of his hand and pulled on it. "Uncle Mark, can we go now?"
"Mark," Addison called his attention. "Would you mind stepping aside with me for a minute, I have something to ask you."
"Uncle Mark! Let's go," David looked at Addison and then at Mark as he pulled on his hand more. "Please?"
"Just a minute, buddy," Mark walked with Addison to the side.
"I thought you didn't like New York, buddy?" Derek asked him as he stepped closer to David.
"I don't," he murmured, looking at the passing cars, completely avoiding Derek's gaze.
"Talk to me, buddy," Derek looked at him sadly.
"I don't want anything to do with you," David looked at him for a second and then walked away from him.
"Davey!" Mark noticed David walking away and followed him. "Where are you going?"
"Away," he shouted without looking back.
"I'd better go," Mark smiled apologetically at Addison and Derek as he followed David with a jog.
"He's a very angsty boy for his age," Addison told Derek as she stepped beside him. Both of them watching Mark catch up with David and place an arm around his shoulder.
"His IQ's 206, did you know that?" Derek smiled a little as he proudly told Addison the little fact about his son.
"And you're telling me this because..."
"He's mine, Addison, he's my son," Derek sighed as he faced her.
"W-what?" Addison looked at him with evident shock.
"I just found out a few weeks ago..."
"Could you rewind and tell me again what I think I just heard?"
"David is my son, Addison."
"Son?"
"Yes."
"And his mother..."
"You know who, Addison, he's got her eyes."
"No," Addison shook her head. "He's a replica of you, Derek. So I wouldn't know whose eyes your pertaining to."
"It's Meredith."
"Let me just take a deep breathe and absorb everything, okay?" Addison flailed her hands around. After taking in the news and digesting it completely, she turned to Derek. "He seemed fairly close to Mark... How did that happen?"
"I have no idea," Derek shook his head, clueless.
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"Hey, Mer?" Mark spoke softly with David sleeping nearby.
"Mark?"
"Yeah, it's me. Did I catch you at a wrong time?"
"No. How's Davey?"
"Derek's found us out," Mark told her.
"What?"
"Addison came to visit..."
"Addison?" Meredith's voice sounded surprised.
"It's nothing like that," Mark quickly defended.
"How did Derek..."
"They were having dinner, we were coming out of the movies..."
"Crap."
"I'm sorry. I didn't expect her to visit. It's been 4 years since I last talked to her," Mark apologized and closed his eyes, realizing the real weight of what just happened.
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"Mark!" Addison knocked on his apartment's door.
"Open the door!"
"Oh god," Mark sighed deeply as he approached the door. He opened it and found Addison and Derek. "What do I owe this visit?"
"We have questions," Addison told him. "And you've got answers."
"Could you please lower your voices?" Mark told them as they both entered his apartment. "He's sleeping, he was kinda upset a while ago."
"He's here?" Derek asked, peering into one of the rooms.
"Yeah," Mark nodded. "He's staying with me for a few days."
"But he can't sleep with out Meredith beside him!" Derek exclaimed.
"You make him drink hot cocoa," Mark told him his little secret. "He'll be knocked out in a few minutes. But you'll have to watch out in the middle of the night, he'll look for her."
Derek nodded, remembering the night David stayed with him. "I told him Meredith's not there."
"You don't tell him that," Mark looked at Derek as if it was the most obvious thing to do. "You just tell him to go back to sleep."
"You seem to know a lot about the boy," Addison butted in, feeling Derek's disappointment. "That's what we went here to find out."
"Meredith and I met a few years ago," Mark shrugged as he took a seat and motioned for them to do so too. They both sat down, Derek not feeling comfortable with his position stood up once again and began pacing the room.
"You knew about David and you didn't tell me?" Derek asked Mark angrilly.
"I wasn't in the position to tell you that, Derek."
"What do you think you even have a position at all?" Derek looked at him with rage.
"Position?" Mark stood up and walked towards Derek, leveling him. "You're gonna fucking ask me about that, Derek? Ask me where I have been the last seven years, Derek!"
Derek looked at him without saying anything.
"Ask me!" Mark closed the gap between them and collected all his self-control not to punch Derek in the face. "I've been with your family! The family that you abandoned! I took your place, Derek, I took your god damn place! And you're asking me what my position is?"
"I didn't know she was pregnant with him back then!"
"Well you should have found out if you hadn't been so full of yourself back then."
"Would you guys stop the bickering!" Addison mediated. They both stopped and Mark finally stepped away from him.
It was a few minutes before the heavy air subsided and Derek spoke first. "So, tell me about him. Meredith didn't talk about him much."
"Well... He's a real momma's boy. I mean, the kid couldn't even sleep unless Mer's beside him. Too damn smart for his own good," Mark shook his head with a smile. "Stubborn... I think he got that from you."
"Yeah," Derek nodded, not even wanting to deny it to have something in common with his son. "I am the most stubborn man I know."
"He doesn't like it when he's treated as a kid, well... It depends on who he's with. He doesn't like to cry and let anyone else see except when he's with Meredith, he cries like a baby. He tries to be tough but really, he's just like every other seven year old kid..."
"I missed out," Derek spoke with sadness. "I missed out on everything, I don't even have a picture of him for god's sake!"
Mark rolled his eyes in annoyance and went inside his room and emerged a minute later. He handed Derek a photo album. "Here."
"What's this?"
"Photos of Davey."
"You have photos of him? A whole album?" Addison looked at Mark strangely.
"He practically grew up with me, we all lived together for more than three years, three years, Addison, what do you expect?" Mark sighed deeply as he took a seat in the chair across them. "I was a father for three years until that day Meredith got a phonecall from Seattle."
"Seattle?" Derek asked, surprised.
"Yeah," Mark nodded. "They told her you were moving back here and so Meredith... She decided to go back to Seattle. I tried to stop her from leaving but you know her, she's stubborn too."
"Yeah," Derek nodded. He scanned through the photos with Addison looking at them too.
"We met two days after she arrived here in New York, she was pregnant with David back then. We became friends, I guess... She told me her story, you know, falling in love with the married man... I didn't find out it was you until after a month, we went to this conference and your name was mentioned... She cringed. I guess I just placed all the pieces together and finally completed the puzzle. I asked her about it and she told me everything... It went on from there... We've been best of friends..."
Derek's pager suddenly went off making Mark stop in mid sentence.
"Ask him if he wants to spend sometime with me tomorrow, please," Derek stood up, placing the photo album down on the coffee table.
"I'll ask him," Mark had nothing else to do but nod as he stood up.
"Good," Derek looked at Addison. "You coming? I could give you a ride back to the hotel on my way back."
"Sure," Addison nodded and stood up too. Derek was already out the door without another word to Mark. Addison followed Derek but stopped by the doorway and turned to face Mark.
"Mark, that night I came to you and told you we could be together... You were going somewhere..."
"Friday nights," Mark smiled softly. "Mcdonald's dinner night. Davey loved Mcdonald's back then."
"You picked her over me that night..." Addison realized sadly.
"I love her, Addison, and it's not just in the 'I can't have her that's why I like her' or 'I want to sleep with her' kind-of love. This is the real kind."
"It seems like everyone loves her that way, the real kind."
"She's not hard to love, Addison," Mark told her quietly as he shut the door.
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ha-ha-ha. goodbye, Addison. it was nice seeing you. :P
