A/N: Thanks to all my reviewers.

Chapter 35

Three Weeks Later

Addison was checking Susan's vitals and her incision sites. "You're healing nicely and the chemo seems to be doing it's job. You keep doing this well and you'll be out of here soon." she smiled as she made some notes in her chart. She passed the chart off to Dr. Rodriguez.

Dr. Rodriguez made some notes in the chart before closing it. "The post op scans from yesterday look good. There has been no reoccurrence of the mets, so the protocol seems to be working. I'd like to keep you a couple more days just to be on the safe side, but you will be getting out of here soon." he reported.

"Did you ask him yet?" Susan asked Bizzy.

"I didn't want to impose." Bizzy replied.

"Ask me what?" Erik inquired.

"We would be honored if you would come to our wedding." Susan answered him.

Addison's eyes went wide with shock when she heard that. "Imposing, you're imposing," she grumbled.

"Not at all I love weddings," Erik assured her before turning to Susan again. "I'll be back to check on you later and I'm looking forward to a dance." He smiled as he walked out of the room.

"Addie, I think he has a thing for you." Susan informed the younger woman in a singsong voice.

"I'm with Mark," Addison threw out automatically.

" For now, Dr. Rodriguez comes from a prominent South American family, very wealthy." Bizzy chimed in.

"I'll keep that in mind, Bizzy." Addison smiled at her tightly.

"I'm simply saying it's as easy to marry for money as it to marry for love." Bizzy went on undaunted.

"I'm with Mark, I love Mark, I'm marrying him and carrying his baby." Addison rubbed her swollen belly for emphasis. "We can't help who we love, right, ladies?" she asked to reinforce her point. She smirked clearly pleased with herself.

As an added bonus Mark breezed into the room at that moment with Carson strapped to his chest in his carrier. He was carrying a plate with on piece of cake on it. "Here you are, Red, Casey and I have been looking all over for you."

"I was in the OR earlier and now I'm rounding on post ops." Addison smiled at him.

"I see that and while you've been working I've been cake tasting all morning with Derek and Casey in the conference room." Mark reported.

"It must really be a slow day if that's all you have to do." Addison commented shaking her head.

"Just taste this." Mark said feeding her a forkful of cake. He smiled when he saw the pleased expression on her face. "That's a lemon flavored cake with butter cream frosting."

"Oh my God, Mark, that is amazing." Addison told him.

"I know Derek and I thought so too. I thought I better check with you to get final approval." Mark chuckled.

"You and your better half did good, you have to be the best assistant wedding planner ever." Addison praised him.

"When even Casey likes it you know it's a good cake." Mark pointed out.

"When he won't go to sleep tonight because he's on a sugar high, I will be sleeping soundly while you stay up with him." Addison informed him.

"There is no doubt in my mind." Mark grinned.

"Why do you have him anyway?" Addison asked.

"I didn't have anything on the board this morning and I figured he could hang out with me. Plus he had a little fever and the daycare wouldn't take him." Mark answered.

Addison took him out of his carrier and cradled him in her arms. "Is my little man not feeling good?" she asked kissing his head. "How high was his fever?"

"It was only a hundred point two. It's a low-grade fever and you know that that is normal, he acts fine. He's been babbling and playing with me all morning." Mark assured her.

"And you're just now telling me?" Addison demanded.

"I'm just now telling you because he's fine and you had surgery earlier and I had it under control. His fever is down now and he was having a good time hanging out with his daddy and his godfather. Babe, he wasn't even cranky, so there was no reason to worry you." Mark assured her.

"I'm a mother I worry whether I need to or not, Mark." Addison reasoned with him.

"Babies get sick, dear, it happens. There is no need for you to get panicked every time he starts running a fever." Bizzy cut in with what sounded oddly like motherly advice. Addison looked at her flabbergasted, but before she could reply the older woman went on. "Really, if you're going to overreact every time he has a sniffle you will make yourself insane." Now that was more along the lines of something Bizzy would say.

"Babies don't just run fevers for no reason." Addison stressed.

"May I?" Bizzy asked regarding Carson. "Just trust me, dear, I'm a mother too." She said when she saw the unsure look that crossed Addison's face.

"Carson, this is Bizzy, your grandmother." Addison said as she handed him to her mother.

"At least you gave him a decent name." Bizzy said as she put her finger in his mouth and ran it over his gums. "He's teething, Addison, that explains the fever. If you rub a little brandy on his gums that will help with the pain."

"You can do that?" Mark asked. He was a shocked as Addison to see this side of Bizzy.

"I did it to both my children and they turned out just fine." Bizzy answered him.

"I turned out fine anyway, fine is not a word I would use to describe Archer." Addison quipped as Bizzy handed the baby off to Mark.

"You ready for lunch, dear?" Bizzy asked her. She had insisted that they have lunch alone together to go over the wedding.

Addison smiled tightly. "Of course, I just have to stop by my office and grab my purse and jacket and I can meet you down in the lobby. Or if you'd like you may come with me." she really turned into a different person when her mother was around and she hated that.

"I'll come with you, dear, it will be quicker." Bizzy replied.

"Mark, if you're not busy would you mind staying and keeping Susan company? She can hold Carson if she wants to and you can fill her in about the wedding." Addison asked him.

Mark smiled at her. "Sure, I can do that, Red. Casey is a real charmer, spending time with him should make Susan feel a little bit better."

"Thanks, babe," Addison pecked his lips chastely and kissed the top of Carson's head. "Mommy loves her boys she'll see you later."

"We love you too, mommy." Mark smiled and waved Carson's hand at her as she walked out of the room with Bizzy.

"You really love her don't you, Mark?" Susan asked him.

"I do, how did you know?" Mark asked in reply.

"I see the way you look at her and I can see how protective you are of her." Susan informed him.

"She's the love of my life and my boys' mother and I just don't wanna see her hurt." Mark replied simply.

"You don't have to protect her from Bizzy you know? She's not gonna hurt her. It's her daughter she loves her, she just doesn't always show it the way that she should." Susan told him.

"I know that there is a lot of water under the bridge with them and I know that she's her mother, but Bizzy can't keep pushing her the way that she has been. Addison is seven months pregnant and she has bent over backwards to do everything that Bizzy has asked of her. I have our unborn son that I have to look out for this isn't just about Addie." Mark explained.

"I'll talk to Bizzy, but you know intimacy has to be worked from both sides." Susan pointed out to him.

"I know that, but there's a reason that Addie has intimacy issues, that's all I'm gonna say." Mark retorted.

"It's good that you care about her enough to go to war with Bizzy over her. I haven't seen many people who will stand up to her." Susan mused.

"She's worth it," Mark responded. "She deserves to have someone who will always have her back and I'm glad she trusts me enough to let me be that person."

Addison and Bizzy sat in a tense silence at a table in an outside café. This would be so much easier if Addison could drink, but she couldn't so she had to make the best she could out of the situation.

"You do realize that I didn't even plan my own wedding, right?" Addison asked her as she took a sip of water.

"Because I did, you're just returning the favor." Bizzy announced grandly as she sipped her martini.

"I get you wanting to give Susan this big wedding, actually, no, I don't get it. Based on your sham of a marriage to the Captain you obviously don't take vows seriously, you're a cheater thank you for passing that down by the way. So I don't get you wanting to do the fairytale wedding thing." Addison replied.

"You and I both know that cheating isn't genetic and if we agree that it's learned behavior you certainly didn't learn it from me. You had no idea what I was up to until long after you'd made your own mistakes, it really is time for you to grow up and take responsibility for your actions. For the past twenty years I've had my proverbial cake, homes, husband, children, jewels, while the love of my life waited patiently in the closet because that was my way. I almost lost Susan, but she's better now so this time we do things her way and she wants a wedding. I'm a lesbian, dear, deal with it." Bizzy spouted off.

"I've dealt with you being a lesbian, I'm even planning your wedding. I take issue with the fact that you had a secret lesbian relationship for twenty years and want me to deal with it, but you're not willing to deal with my relationship with Mark. You describe Susan as the love of your life, well Mark is the love of my life and he always has been. And just so you know, Mark didn't ruin my marriage; my marriage was ruined long before I ever slept with him. He was there when Derek wasn't, he saw how lonely I was and he went out of his way to do nice things for me. I've been in love with Mark since I was twenty-one years old, Bizzy." Addison countered.

"I'm just saying you're a Forbes Montgomery, you have to keep up appearances, dear. It's unseemly enough that you're pregnant by a man that you're not married to, it makes it just a little worse that he's the man who your cheated on your husband with. Now, if he intends to make an honest woman out of you then it's not as bad as it could be." Bizzy retorted.

Addison flashed her engagement ring at her. "He intends to make an honest woman out of me. We are going to get married after I have the baby. So, you just need to get used to him being around, because he isn't going anywhere anytime soon, I don't care if you like that or not." She explained.

"While Mark Sloan isn't exactly the man that I would pick for you, I will admit that you could do a lot worse." Bizzy conceded.

"And at some point you're gonna have to acknowledge that my boys are your grandsons. No matter how they came into existence and no matter who their father is they are part of me whether you like that or not." Addison informed her.

"I never said that they're not my grandsons." Bizzy pointed out to her.

"Not in so many words, but it's been implied. Before today I don't think you've ever even looked at Carson much less held him." Addison countered.

"I don't know what you want from me." Bizzy told her.

"What I want is for you to stop trying to run my life when from where I stand you haven't done so great with your own. Stop trying to set me up with other men when you know that I love Mark. And for the love of God give him a chance, he's not the bad guy that everyone thinks he is. I'm happy and as my mother that should be enough for you. If I can be happy for you, you could at least pretend to be happy for me." Addison replied sighing. She got so tired of having to defend her relationship with Mark to everyone. She just wished that people could see him the way that she saw him.

"Well, I see that you two made it back from lunch without killing each other, so that is a good sign." Mark commented when Addison and Bizzy walked back into Susan's room. He was sitting next to the bed while Carson sat on the bed with Susan.

Addison quirked an eyebrow at him, "What did you lose a bet to your better half over it?"

"No, Derek and I don't bet over things like that you have us mistaken for the residents." Mark replied grinning.

"I know you and Derek very well and you do bet over things like this." Addison called him on his bullshit.

"There was no betting going on, Casey and I have been here visiting with Susan since you left." Mark assured her.

"You've been in here the whole time?" Bizzy asked him slightly shocked sounding.

"Yes, Addie asked me to stay and keep Susan company, so I did. Besides that, she took a liking to my son and I couldn't leave without him." Mark answered.

"Bizzy, Carson is the most precious thing ever and he's so charming. He's been sitting in bed babbling away to me and he's so sweet." Susan smiled at the other woman. She was running her fingers through his hair while he giggled.

"Oh, is he really?" Bizzy asked returning the smile.

"He's like his father that way, you have to watch out if he's being charming because he's up to something." Addison threw out there.

"No, he's very sweet, Addie, and he's crazy about you. Mark would ask him where you were and he'd look all around for you." Susan laughed.

"It appears you made a new friend while I was away." Bizzy said taking Susan's hand.

"I did, and as I said he's very sweet and charming and it's impossible not to fall in love with him." Susan informed her.

Bizzy sat in Carson's line of sight and started talking to him. "Hello, Carson, you sure are a happy little boy." The little boy smiled in return and babbled something that sounded like hi. "Hi, darling boy, I'm your grandmother." She said picking him up.

"Casey, that's mommy's mommy." Mark told his son. He hid a grin when Addison scoffed at him using the word mommy to describe Bizzy.

Bizzy smiled at Carson. "You're going to be a little gentleman unlike your father."

"Bizzy," Addison said in a warning tone.

"Mind your manners, dear, I'm having a conversation with my grandson." Bizzy dismissed her.

Mark just shook his head. He knew that he was better off not saying anything on the matter. He smiled when he saw the smile tugging at the corners of Addison's mouth from hearing Bizzy refer to Carson as her grandson.

Three Days Later

Bizzy sat in front of a vanity getting ready. She wore a white patterned suit and she was trying on different necklaces to see which one went with it. She jumped a little when she heard a voice behind her she had thought that was alone.

"The Bulgari," Addison smiled at her indicating the necklace that looked like snowflakes. She walked over so she could fasten it for her. "Definitely the Bulgari."

"You've wanted it since you were four." Bizzy glanced over her shoulder and smiled in return.

"I'll probably have to pry it out of your cold, dead hands." Addison mused as she fastened the clasp around her neck.

Bizzy held up a key card. "Do me a favor and go check on Susan and make sure she's ready. We are doing photos before the guests arrive."

Addison took the key card. "I'd be happy to," she smiled at her mother.

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Susan was sitting on her bed when Addison used the key and let herself into her suite. "Addie, look at you." Susan smiled at her.

Addison smiled back, "Let's not look at me this boy has turned me into a blimp and I know it." She commented. She actually looked stunning; she wore a black dress that showcased her baby bump in the best possible way. "Bizzy, wants to do pictures."

"And she sent you to see if I was ready. Tell her to give me five minutes. Addie, I'm really grateful, well, we're both really grateful for everything that you've done." Susan replied. "You do not look like a blimp, you're glowing and gorgeous." She corrected her.

"I'll tell her and that is up for debate." Addison responded. "You know she's different with you I never thought…" she started to say and she paused as she searched for the right word.

"That she was capable of love." Susan supplied for her.

"Well, no," Addison admitted.

"She loved you from the second you were born, but intimacy is something that has to be worked from both sides." Susan pointed out to her.

Addison smiled tightly. "I'll just tell her to give you a minute." She said before walking back out of the room.

"Archie, you're late. Addie is not pleased at all." Mark told the older man when he walked out onto the garden where the wedding was to be held. He was leaning against the bar that was set up drinking a scotch.

Archer ordered himself a scotch before responding. "Mark, I could give two shits less if Addie is pleased with me or not right now. She's lucky that I showed up at all, I for one happen to think that this is just a little ridiculous." He took a sip of his drink.

"But, it means a lot to Bizzy and you know that Addie is going to do whatever it takes to make your mother happy." Mark reminded him.

"Believe me I know, she's been trying to please our mother since she was two." Archer replied rolling his eyes.

"And she spent the balance of our marriage trying to please Bizzy." Derek added walking up just in time to catch the tail end of that conversation. He had to admit that there was something not right about showing up at his ex-mother-in-law's lesbian wedding, but he was there to support Addison.

"Stop talking about her, here she comes." Mark said fixing a smile on his face in an attempt to look happy to be there.

"Archer, it's about damn time you got here, you're so late." Addison started in on him before spotting lipstick on his neck. She pulled his handkerchief out of the breast pocket of his suit jacket and started scrubbing at the lipstick. "I hope you at least used a condom you whore." She berated him.

Archer looked down at her belly in amused fascination. "You're one to talk about me using a condom, preggo."

Addison folded his handkerchief up and put it back in his pocket glaring at him all the while. "Don't you dare talk about your nephew that way, Archie." She warned him.

"Oh, I'm Archie now, you must really be pissed." Archer laughed.

"I don't have time to deal with your bullshit right now." Addison glared at him.

Mark walked up behind her and put a hand on her belly. "Hey, Red, no stressing out, it's not good for Peanut." He reminded her.

"Really, Addie, you've got nothing to stress about, you did a damn good job on this wedding and everything is perfect." Derek added helpfully. He knew how much Mark worried about her having too much stress.

Addison put her hand on top of Mark's and took a deep breath. "Ok, let's go through this one last time. Mark, Archer, what are your jobs?" she asked.

"I'm walking Susan down the aisle first." Archer answered.

"I wait until Archer and Susan are halfway down the aisle before I start walking Bizzy down." Mark responded with his part of the ceremony.

"Very good, boys." Addison praised them. She had them walking the way they did for the symbolism of it all. She thought it would be nice for Archer to walk Susan down the aisle and for Mark to walk Bizzy.

"Addie, I think you've drilled it into them enough times for them to know what they are supposed to be doing." Derek chuckled.

"With these two I can never be sure." Addison pointed out to him with a small smile.

"Addison," Bizzy called out to get her daughter's attention as she walked up. "It's time, dear." She announced.

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After the ceremony Addison was standing with Mark drinking ginger ale out of a champagne glass. "I am so glad that's over." She said leaning into his side.

Mark turned his head to the side and kissed the top of her head. "You did so good, baby, I'm sure they appreciate it."

"Not that I'll hear it." Addison grumbled with a sigh.

"Do you think we'll ever actually do this?" Mark asked to change the subject.

Addison smiled up at him. "I know we will, we just have to set a date."

Mark smiled back at her. "We will, Red, just as soon as we come up with a name for the boy." He chuckled.

"Don't even get me started on Peanut still not having a name." Addison agreed with a chuckle of her own as Bizzy walked up to them.

"Congratulations, Bizzy," Mark kissed his future mother-in-law on the cheek.

Bizzy actually returned the gesture. "Thank you, Mark," the smile on her face even seemed to be genuine.

"Well, Bizzy, you did it." Addison said.

"Actually, dear, you did it. The wedding was lovely, Addison." Bizzy smiled and clicked glasses with her.

Addison had a huge smile on her face as her mother walked away. "Mark, did Bizzy just thank me?" she asked just to be sure that she had heard her mother right.

"Addie, she just thanked you." Mark confirmed, it made him happy to see that smile on her face.

"Wow, I never thought I'd see the day Bizzy thanked me." Addison said. That thank you was worth every ounce of work that she had put in.

A/N: Here's the next chapter. As you guys can see I'm taking the Bizzy storyline in a different direction I decided to explore it a little deeper and maybe even throw a twist in. I really hope you guys enjoyed it. Until next time please review.