OK, first of all, I want to say how truly sorry I am that it's taken me so long to update. My life has been hell the past month. Nothing's wrong with the family, no one is sick. I am suffereing from a broken heart and it hit me hard.

Keeping that in mind, I cannot believe the amount of cheese in this chapter. I didn't think it was possible considering what I've just gone through.

I've learned two things from my unfortunate situation:

1. Men are stupid

2. Men like Derek Shepherd DON'T EXIST!!! They can't...he's just way to perfect. Like in this chapter you're about to read.....

Ok enough rambling. I hope you enjoy the LAST chapter of this story :p

Chapter Twenty Four: Telling Jordan

Normally, Meredith considered herself to be a patient person. She had to be with a nine year old who tested boundaries on a daily basis. And quite frankly, no one wanted an impatient surgeon operating on them. To be a gifted surgeon, a doctor required patience. Patience is a virtue and lately she wasn't patient at all. She wanted her ring, damn it, and was getting more and more impatient as she waited for Derek to give it to her.

Where would a neurosurgeon hide a ring? A dresser drawer would be too obvious. She decided to check anyway. She got up from her spot on the bed and moved across the room to his dresser. She paused, listening for noise and gently pulled his top drawer out when she heard Derek and Jordan downstairs playing the Wii. She shuffled around the contents of the drawer. Nope, it wasn't there.

She looked around the room trying to decide where to look next. Her eyes fell on the closed closet door. Maybe it was in there. She walked to the closet and flung the door open, snapping the light on. She stepped in and looked around. If I were a ring, where would I be?

"Hey," Derek said, standing in the doorway of the closet. Meredith yelped in surprise. Busted. She turned slowly to look at him. She hoped she didn't have a guilty look on her face. "What are you doing?" he asked, smirking a little. She was definitely snooping for something, the guilty look was written all over her face.

"Heyyyyy," she said, trying to act casual. "I'm….looking for my…yoga pants. I can't find them anywhere." She bit her lip, hoping that he bought it.

He reached right beside her and pulled out a pair of black yoga pants. "These pants?" he smirked.

Meredith yanked them from him and giggled nervously. "Oh, there they are."

Derek smiled at her. She was too cute. "I wanted to talk to you about something."

Meredith smiled. "Really?" This was it. He was going to ask her.

Derek nodded. "I think we should tell Jordan about the baby before he hears it from someone else."

Meredith's smile fell, but she nodded. They definitely needed to tell him. "I agree," she said. "When do you think we should do it?"

Derek shrugged. "Let's do it after dinner."

"Jordan, your mom and I want to talk to you about something important," Derek announced.

Jordan looked back and forth between Derek and Meredith with wide eyes. "I didn't do anything wrong," he blurted out. "I didn't lose any of my recess time this week," he said.

Meredith frowned. "This week?" she repeated. "You mean that losing recess is a recurring thing for you?"

Jordan rolled his eyes. "No, Mom," he said. He looked at Derek who was staring back at him with a no nonsense expression. "Ok, yes," he said quickly.

"What do you lose recess time for?" Meredith demanded. Nothing like being left completely in the dark.

Jordan shrugged. "Don't know."

"Yes, you do know," Derek said in a stern voice.

Jordan stared at him for a minute, debating what he was going to say in his head. "Sometimes when I tell my teacher I have to go to the bathroom, I don't come right back."

"Go on," Meredith sighed, her eyes shifting to the ceiling. This should be good.

"I stop and talk to Mr. Ammerman, the janitor. He was in the army a long time ago," Jordan explained. He looked at them and groaned…they didn't look happy. "He carries tootsie rolls in his pocket. He shares them with me."

"Mr. Ammerman gives you tootsie rolls?" Derek asked, taking it in.

Jordan nodded. "Yeah, and then I go and see the secretary, Mrs. Peeler, in the office. She's got jolly ranchers."

"Seriously?" Meredith asked.

"She picks out the blue ones for me because she knows that they're the only kind I like," Jordan explained.

Meredith groaned. "Support his habit, why don't you," she said out loud.

Derek ignored her statement and raised his eyebrows. It impressed him how well Jordan manipulated people. He was a pro at it. He was sure that he would make an excellent car salesman someday.

Jordan grinned at Derek. "What's important?"

Derek sat up straight, realizing the talk he and Meredith had wanted to have with him before they were distracted by Jordan's confession. "We'll talk more about your bathroom adventures later. But, right now, Mom and I wanted to talk to you about something important that is about to happen in our lives." He paused to look at Meredith, who nodded at him encouragingly. He looked back at Jordan. "There will be a new addition to our family soon."

Jordan furrowed his brow for a moment and then his eyes got wide. "We're getting a dog?" he asked excitedly.

"Well, no, Jordan," Meredith said. "Not a dog."

Jordan sighed. "Then what?" he asked.

"You are going to have a little brother or sister," Derek explained. He and Meredith waited for his reaction.

"What?" Jordan asked blankly.

"We're going to have a baby," Meredith explained. "I have a baby inside my stomach." She smiled at him.

Jordan thought for a moment. "Tommy's mom had a baby in her stomach and she got really, really fat. Then the baby came out and she's still really, really fat," Jordan said. "Are you going to get fat?"

"I…" Meredith paused, slightly taken aback at his question. "I…hope not, Jordan, but I might." She wasn't quite sure what to say after that.

"Bud, Mommy's belly will get big but only because there is a baby growing in there. It will go away once the baby comes," Derek said.

Jordan nodded in understanding. "How'd the baby get in there?"

Silence filled the room as both Derek and Meredith pondered how to answer that question. "Well…" Derek started to say.

"Jordan…" Meredith paused. She sighed and looked at Derek for help.

Derek stood up suddenly and grabbed a pen and paper from the counter and sat back down. He began to draw on the tablet. "Derek," Meredith hissed. "You're not drawing pictures for him are you?"

Derek looked up at her. "I'm a neurosurgeon, Meredith, not a gynecologist. He's a visual learner."

"So you'll draw him pictures," Meredith rolled her eyes. "Smooth moves doctor."

"You have a better idea then?" Derek asked.

Jordan covered his mouth with his hand to hide his giggle, but the sound caused Derek and Meredith to look at him in confusion. "What's so funny?" Derek asked.

"I knew this entire time how that baby got in there, Tommy told me," Jordan informed them. "I tricked you."

"You know?" Derek asked, looking at Meredith who shared the same surprised expression.

"Yep," Jordan nodded. "Ask me how."

Meredith gulped. She hoped that this conversation would not be followed by a birds and bees talk. "How?" she asked.

"God," Jordan said, sitting back in his chair and crossing his arms over his chest. He gave them a smug look.

"You're…right," Derek said, relief evident in his voice. "God gave us a baby because he knew your mom and I wanted one."

"Right," Meredith agreed.

Suddenly, Jordan's face fell. "Oh," he said flatly.

"What's wrong?" Derek frowned.

"God gave you and Mom a baby. Does that mean that you're the baby's dad?" Jordan asked. The disappointed look on his face was evident.

Derek looked at Meredith, who was looking at Jordan sadly. "Yes, Jordan, I'll be this baby's dad."

Jordan's shoulders slumped. "The baby will call you dad, too, huh?"

"Yes," Derek nodded looked at Meredith.

"Tell him," she mouthed. They'd talked about Derek adopting Jordan someday, but never mentioned it to him. They wanted to wait until the time was right to do it, and there was not a more perfect time to do it than right now.

"Jordan," Derek said, getting his attention. Jordan looked up at him with his sad face. "I'm going to be your dad, too."

"How?" Jordan asked, perking up a little.

"Your mom and I talked about it a lot and I want to adopt you so that you'll actually be my son."

Jordan's face lit up at his words. "For real?" he asked.

"If you want me to be your dad," Derek smiled.

"You bet I do!" Jordan jumped out of his chair, ran around the table and flung his arms around Derek. "Can I be your son tomorrow?"

Derek chuckled and looked at Meredith. She had tears in her eyes. This was another perfect moment to ask Meredith to be his wife. "Some things need to happen before we can be father and son," Derek explained. "First, your Mom and I need to hire an attorney because it needs to go in front of a judge."

"Why?" Jordan asked, giving him a puzzled look.

"Because we need to do it right so that everyone knows that you belong to me," Derek said.

Jordan giggled. "Okay, is that all we need to do?"

"Well, no." Derek said. "There's one other thing."

"What?" Jordan asked, hopping up and down.

Derek reached into his pocket and pulled out the ring his mother gave him. He held it up for Jordan to see. "See this ring?" He heard Meredith gasp.

Jordan nodded and took the ring from Derek's hand. "It sparkles a lot."

"That's right. The last thing that we need to do is up to your mom." Derek explained, not looking at Meredith, but he could hear her sniffling from across the table. "She needs to agree to be my wife so that I can give her this ring and we can get married."

"When you two get married, I'll really be your son?" Jordan asked.

"If your mom says yes," Derek nodded.

Jordan looked at his mother. "Mom, will you say yes and wear this ring and marry Derek so that I can be his son?"

Meredith hiccupped back a sob. "What a wonderful proposal," she cried.

Derek winked at Jordan and got up from his seat. He walked around the table and got down on one knee. Jordan watched them from across the table. "Meredith," Derek said. Meredith looked down at him with her tear streaked face. "I love you, and I want to spend the rest of my life with you. Will you say yes and wear this ring and marry me so that Jordan can be my son?" He winked at her.

"Yes," she sobbed, letting him put the ring on her finger. She leaned down and kissed him.

Jordan rolled his eyes at them. They kissed way too much. "This is great!" he said out loud. "Now I have a mom AND a dad!"

THE END

Epilogue to come...with flashbacks...you heard me right. Flashbacks. Like, Glorious Day flashbacks....Yeah...........