~ Beautiful Disaster ~ Chapter 25

Hmm, well. I had a sucky day yesterday, but today is a little better, I guess. This is kind of a random chapter - just a compilation of a bunch of things that are happening in the story that have to be dealt with.

"DEREK SHEPHERD, GET RID OF THAT TROUT RIGHT NOW!" Addison yelled from inside the trailer. "It's making me SICK!"

Derek, Mark and Burke were grilling trout on the barbeque Mark had bought for Addison. She stomped out wearing Mark's pajama pants, one of Derek's old t-shirts, and a pair of rubber boots. "I am pregnant! Pregnant! And about to throw up, Derek, jeez! That trout stinks! And whose fault is it that I'm pregnant? Yours! Or yours! And you, Mark! You bought that barbeque for hot dogs! For our children! Not for trout!"

"I'm not inviting you over again if you're going to be like this," Derek said calmly.

"I hate trout, Derek, so stop making it!"

"It's just the hormones, honey, calm down," Mark said.

"Ugh!" Addison said, and she went back into the trailer, slamming the door. "And don't call me that!" she yelled from inside. "Or else I'll stick a scalpel through your . . ." the rest of her sentence was lost as she apparently went into the bathroom.

Burke looked a little frightened. "Maybe I don't want kids after all. If that's Addison when she's pregnant, I don't even want to think about Cristina."

"It'll all be worth it when they're born," Derek said in a small voice, no longer so sure.

"How's the building going?" Burke whispered, so Addison wouldn't hear.

"Really good," Mark answered. "All the painting is done and most of the flooring. Everything is all picked out; it just has to be installed. Then we have to furnish it. That'll be a chore. I'm thinking of calling in Savvy. Or possibly Naomi. Addison will have a fit if the couch is the least bit off center. Not to mention if the entire thing is wrong."

Addison came out later with Derek's secret stash of barbeque chips. "Hey!" he protested. She ignored him and sat down in the remaining lawn chair. They all stared out at the forest from the 'porch' of the trailer. All three men were sincerely hoping she didn't see anything suspicious and find out about the construction.

At the hospital, Callie and Izzie had called a meeting of all the female doctors and some nurses, minus Addison, of course.

"Okay, everybody needs to suck it up and get into party mode, because you're all going to help with Addison's baby shower," Izzie told them.

"What? I am not helping with any baby shower," Cristina said quickly.

"Remember what I said about kicking your Beverly Hills ass?" Izzie asked. "Well, this time, I would have Callie helping me."

Cristina was spared answering when they spotted someone walking into the hospital, looking his Brazilian best. Cristina snickered. "Hey, look who it is from last night. Hey Miguel! Looking for Addison?" she called.

"Cristina!" Izzie said angrily. "Don't be mean." Luckily Miguel hadn't heard. Cristina watched him get in the elevator with an evil look in her eye.

"Alright, so we're having the shower at my apartment," Callie announced. "I'm thinking of having it in about a month, since after that, the babies could come anytime. Izzie is in charge of food. Meredith, you'll be in charge of games. Cristina, decorations. I'll do the invitations and general organization, and Bailey, who's in surgery, has already agreed to help me. Lexie, I know you don't know Addison very well, but I don't care. You can be on the cleaning committee."

Just then Mark, Derek, Burke and Addison herself entered the hospital. They quickly put off the shower conversation for later. They all headed over to the group, and Derek planted a kiss on Meredith's cheek while Burke kissed Cristina's.

The hospital doors opened again and in walked Katie and Finn, arms around each other and ready for their next appointment.

Time seemed to freeze. Addison stared at Derek who was looking at Meredith who looked shocked to see Finn who couldn't take his eyes off Katie whose eyes were on Mark who was smirking at Addison.

"This . . . is so not happening," Meredith whispered. She and Finn stared at each other. She hadn't seen him since she chose Derek. And he had been right. Derek had hurt her again.

"Finn, you guys are having a baby, congratulations," Derek said to break the silence. "I am too," he said, gesturing at Addison. Finn's eyebrows rose and he looked at Meredith.

Katie looked confused; she had previously been under the impression that the babies were Mark's and she wasn't sure how exactly Meredith tied into the whole mess. Finn looked surprised that Addison was pregnant by Derek. Meredith was shocked to see Finn again, with Mark's ex-girlfriend no less. Derek was looking uncomfortable, and Addison slightly annoyed. Mark was just amused that they were all in the same room.

"This is just . . . messed up," Addison said. "Finn, Katie, let's get you two to an exam room."

Many, many hours later Addison was stretched out on Meredith's couch. She adjusted her position a bit so her belly had a full view of the TV, which was playing the Little Mermaid. Meredith was sitting next to her, knitting.

"Hey, I thought you only knitted when you were celibate."

Meredith sighed. "I knit when I need something to distract me, I guess."

"The thing with Finn and Katie is pretty crazy, huh?" Addison asked understandingly.

"Yeah. It's weird. I mean, I'm not jealous at all, I know I made the right choice choosing Derek. But seeing your dirty mistress's ex girlfriend pregnant with my ex boyfriend's baby? Makes for an interesting day."

"Yeah, definitely. The entire hospital had found out by the time I left. I've been keeping an eye on Katie just to make sure her pregnancy is going okay so soon after the cancer, but I was trying to do it under the radar."

Meredith laughed. "You knew that would only work for so long, especially in this hospital."

"Yeah," said Addison, laughing too. She shifted her weight again, her hand on a large box sitting beside her on the couch.

"What's that?" Meredith asked, curious.

"Oh," said Addison, grinning mischievously. "I was going through some old stuff and I found a bunch of our photo albums, and since Derek doesn't have any of them, I brought him some pictures." She opened the box to show Meredith. "See, here's our wedding," she showed her a picture of her and Derek feeding each other cake, "And Derek in med school."

Meredith laughed at the picture of Derek with an afro. "No wonder he uses so many hair products. What's this one?"

Addison frowned. "Derek and Mark took me on this mountain vacation. They got snow all over me and ruined my hair and then they had the audacity to take a picture of it." She turned the picture of her with wet hair and a displeased expression over. "Here's some of Disneyworld."

"Derek with a fanny pack?" Meredith asked in delight.

"Yep," said Addison, chuckling. "There's us after Tower of Terror. Me and Mark thought it was fun, but Derek had to pretend he wasn't screaming the entire time." They continued to go through all the old pictures and were having a great time together until Meredith moved a pile and out fell an ultrasound picture. 'Baby Boy Shepherd' was printed across the top. "Oh," said Addison faintly. "Right. Sorry. Derek left that at my house when he came, and I thought he might want it . . ."

Meredith picked it up carefully. It was much older than the new ultrasound picture of Addison's babies that was hung on the fridge in place of Izzie's 8.7 million dollar check. "I'll just set this on the counter. I'm sure Derek will find it later," she said, and Addison nodded.

There was a slightly awkward silence before Addison pulled out a picture of four year old Derek and Mark, wearing nothing but mud and huge grins. Izzie came down at that moment and they all giggled over the naked picture of Derek and Mark. After a minute Addison picked up Meredith's knitting with a thoughtful expression on her face.

"Hey Meredith?" she asked, holding up the little knitted square. "Can you teach me how to do this? I want to knit hats for Thing One and Thing Two."

"Okay," Meredith agreed, and Izzie said she would help too. Within a few minutes, Addison was awkwardly holding the needles of what was to be a tiny blue hat.

"Okay, put that like – no, no, not like that. No, slip it up, yeah, in there, like that," Izzie instructed Addison.

"Wow, this sounds dirty," Derek laughed, walking through the front door with Mark by his side.

"Shut up, Derek. I have pictures of you with an afro," Meredith said, waving them around. Mark snorted with laughter.

"Hey!" Addison said. "We also have pictures of the both of you naked. I don't think you want anyone knowing how little you guys were back then, if you catch my meaning."

Derek and Mark both stopped laughing at once. "You know, Mark, I think I preferred the days when my girlfriend and my ex wife hated each other."

Mark nodded but was distracted by the knitting. "Addison, what the hell is this? If Izzie and Meredith had wanted you to ruin their yarn, they would have asked." He held up Addison's hat. It was riddled with holes and sadly misshapen. Strings stuck out at odd places and the stitches were mixed and matched.

"That would be a hat, Mark," Addison said in dangerous voice.

"Oh really?" Derek asked in mock surprise, but stopped short when he saw the look on Addison's face.

"Fine. I can't knit. I hate knitting. Happy?" she asked.

Not too long later, Izzie sat by the fire, finished with Thing One's hat and started on Thing Two's. Derek was playing with little Tuck on the carpet, and Miranda was in the kitchen making a huge pot of macaroni. Addison was sitting across Mark's lap, his hands roaming over her distended stomach. It felt comfortable, and Addison thought the last time she had felt that at home was in New York.

"Mark?" she asked softly.

"Hmm?"

"I know you said you were over Katie. But you also said you loved her. If you loved her, why did you leave her for me? She's not messed up or damaged and she's never hurt you."

"I couldn't stay with her, Addison. Loving her made me realize that I love you. Much, much more."

"I love you too, Mark."

"It's okay if it isn't enough, Addison. If you want to be with someone like Miguel, I understand."

"I don't want to be with someone like Miguel. But I'm screwed up, Mark. I need to get through this pregnancy and figure out where my life is headed. I do love you, though. I've loved you for a long time."

He kissed her cheek softly. "I'm gonna be here. I'll be here while you figure it out. I'll be here through it all." Their moment was interrupted when Derek sat down on Addison's other side.

"I'm here too, Addie," he said with a smile. He set Tuck by her side, and he immediately started tugging her bright hair, fascinated. She smiled, perfectly contented, and eventually was lulled to sleep by the sounds of the fire and friendly conversation . . .

The next day Addison was in the locker room sipping a smoothie when she heard a gasp behind her. She turned around to see one of the other female attendings staring at her.

"What?" Addison asked. She was in the midst of pulling on her scrub top, and she wrapped her arms around her bare belly protectively.

"It's not fair!" the woman moaned.

"What's not fair?" Cristina asked, walking into the locker room with Izzie, Meredith, Callie and Bailey following her. "Dr. Montgomery, have you seen any of the male attendings?"

"No . . ." Addison said. It was strange. She hadn't seen Derek, Mark or Burke that morning. The woman was still staring at her stomach, and it was making her uncomfortable. Not to mention the rest of the room staring at it too. "I'm sorry," Addison said slowly, "but what exactly . . ."

"You're what, six months pregnant? With twins? And you have no stretch marks?" the doctor asked. The rest of them crowded around her.

"Damn, Addison, you are lu-cky!" Bailey said. "I had to rub all kinds of crap on my stomach every night when I was pregnant with Tuck."

"You do look amazing," Izzie said.

"Duh," Meredith said. "It's Addison. Of course she looks good pregnant."

"Yeah, yeah, whatever," Cristina said. "I have a case with Burke and Shepherd had some new neuro disaster come in and knowing McSteamy he has something to work on, so we really need to find them."

"I bet all those stupid boys found some really good case and now they're trying to keep it all to themselves," Addison nearly growled. She stomped out of the locker room, with Cristina following close behind her.

"We are so gonna find them and bust their asses," Cristina said to Addison, to make sure they were on the same page.

"Damn straight we are," Addison replied. Bailey just sighed and walked off, but Callie, Izzie, and Meredith followed, and eventually Lexie joined them. Addison stalked through the hospital, looking around for anything suspicious. The only person they found walking around was Richard, but as he looked unusually happy, Addison decided to interrogate him. Just a few hours ago he had been complaining about all the extra doctors making the hospital too crowded. "Richard. What are you smiling about?" Addison asked.

"Nothing, Addie, nothing," he said vaguely. She narrowed her eyes.

"I don't believe you."

"Seriously, Addison, I don't know what's gotten into you lately."

"Hmm, try pregnancy, Richard. Do you look like a freaking beach ball? No. Do you have people having wrestling matches on your bladder? No. And do you have to pee every two minutes? I don't think so. So don't," she swiped a clipboard out of his hands and opened it, "give me that crap." She scanned it quickly. "Fetus in fetu? Seriously? You let Derek, Mark, Preston, and probably O'Malley and Karev too, keep this a secret?"

The reason why this case is a big deal is revealed in the next chapter. I kinda get into the medical stuff because I personally find it interesting. Anyway ... yeah. Hope you liked it!