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Book Three, Part Fifteen: Family Dinner

Mia's Point of View

I smiled sweetly at Jake as he pulled my chair out for me. He was always doing gentlemanly things like that for me. He smiled back and sat down next to me at the huge round table in the restaurant that would be the meeting place of my entire immediate family. Mom and Uncle Mark chose to sit around the table from us. I think Uncle Mark chose that, so his foot was in kicking distance of Jake's leg if he thought Jake was inappropriately touching me. Of course, to Uncle Mark, holding hands was inappropriate touching.

I just shook my head and focused on Jake, who was looking at the menu that the waitress had brought to our table. I took the time to look unabashedly at him. He was so handsome, with chocolate brown eyes, black hair, tan skin, muscular arms, muscular legs, muscular everything.

As though he felt me looking at him, he turned to face me, amusement dancing in his eyes.

"May I help you?" He asked.

I giggled.

"May…be." I teased.

"Why are you staring at me?" He laughed.

"You make me happy." I said simply.

"You make me happy too, Baby." He said. "What do you want to eat?"

"I don't know yet. I am kind of nervous." I told him.

"You, you are not nervous. Your mom on the other hand…" He trailed off as we both looked at mom.

She was fidgeting, more than normal. I could hear the heel of her shoe tapping on the floors, her fingers were drumming on the table and she was green. Like she was about to hurl all over the nice clean hurl free table, green. I was kind of glad she was a little off to my right, just in case.

"Mom." I said.

Her head snapped up.

"Yeah?" She asked.

"Calm down. It is going to fine. We are all adults here. Well, except for Jake and I. We are gonna have to learn to get along. I plan on being here a really long time so it is kind of necessary." I pointed out.

"Is it really?" She asked.

"Yes."

"Why?" She pressed.

"Because I am not going to have one of you sitting in the back row at my wedding or have to have several different birthday parties for my kids just so I can help you four avoid each other." I snapped.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa! You are way too young to be talking about marriage and kids." Uncle Mark exclaimed, taking a sip of his drink.

"Okay, then can we talk about sex?" I asked.

He choked and sputtered as Mom beat on his back.

I just sat back and laughed.

"Not funny." Jake hissed in my ear.

"He had it coming." I whispered.

"Yeah but he is not glaring your way, now is he?" He asked.

"Sex?" Mark growled, looking at Jake.

"Hey I am innocent." Jake defended.

"Oh knock it off. We haven't done anything. Now will you please stop glaring at my boyfriend?" I asked pointedly.

"For now." He said warningly. Jake sighed and returned his attention to his menu.

I looked at Mark and smiled. He winked and smiled back and then a storm cloud appeared on his face. I followed his gaze and saw my dad and Addison walking towards us, her hand tucked into his arm. He looked nervous but not as nervous as my mom. Addison looked her usual confident self.

I did like her. She was smart, driven, and nice. And she cared about my dad. She wasn't my mom but then again, no one was. My mom was one of a kind.

They arrived at our table and mom stood up to greet them. Mark only did after an obvious kick under the table from my mom reminded him of his manners.

"Derek." Mom greeted with a nod.

"Hello, Meredith." Dad smiled at her, his gaze lingering on her just a little too long to be considered polite.

Mom looked expectantly at Dad.

"Oh! This is my…wife…um…um…"

"Addison!" Addie supplied sharply. "My name is Addison."

"I knew that." He snapped.

"Did you?" She asked.

"This is my wife, Addie. Addie, this is Meredith, my um…"

"I am Mia's mom and this is Mark, my boyfriend. It's nice to meet you." Mom said, extending her hand to Addie.

Addie took is gracefully despite the scowl directed at my dad.

"Nice to meet you both." She said, shaking Mark's hand after Mom's.

My Dad is a superhuman moron. Way too be obvious there, Dad. I rolled my eyes towards Jake.

"Your stepmom is kind of hot." He whispered.

I looked at him, eyebrow raised.

"Your mom is hot too." He corrected.

I burst out laughing.

"I don't think that is what people meant when they defined equal opportunity, hun." I told him.

He grinned.

The waitress appeared and blinked spastically.

I didn't blame her. There was some serious man candy at this table.

"My name is Abby and I am your server tonight. Have you all decided what you would like to drink?" She asked.

"Something strong." I heard my mom mutter. Uncle Mark shushed her.

"She will have a white wine spritzer and I will have a double scotch, single malt." He said.

"She can't order for herself?" Dad glared at Uncle Mark.

I heard Addie huff from next to me. "Here we go." She sighed.

"Well she doesn't need you to do it for her." Uncle Mark glared.

"I think that Mer should order what she really wants." Dad replied.

"I think you need to mind your own business." Uncle Mark hissed.

"She is my business." Dad stated hotly.

"She was your business, now she is not, and I am all up in her business now." Uncle Mark said smugly.

"Yeah you stepped right into my shoes, didn't you? Were you 'big' enough to fill them?"

Yeah, even I knew what that meant, and can I just say…EWWW!

Mark made to stand up and the waitress was getting nervous. I shot her a sympathetic glance to her and an apologetic glance at Jake before opening my mouth.

"I'm pregnant!" I said loudly.

Silence. Blessed silence. I closed my eyes and reveled in it.

Of course I had to open them and let's just say I am really glad I am not pregnant because if looks could kill, I would be maimed and Jake would be buried in China right now because they dug a hole so deep to throw his corpse in.

"What the hell are you doing?" He hissed.

I looked at the four adults and I use that word lightly and smiled sweetly.

I rolled my eyes at their astonished, angry expressions.

"Oh please, as if. I am fifteen! But it sure as hell got you four, excuse me, three of you to shut up." I corrected, shooting a glance at Addie. "Now, order your damn meal so I can eat, and I don't want to hear one more angry or malicious word out of you three!"

A chorus of sorrys wafted over to me. I sat back , satisfied and signaled for the waitress to take the order.

"Mom will have a shot of tequila and some white wine, Uncle Mark will have the scotch, Jake will have a Pepsi and so will I, Addie will have some red wine and Dad will also have scotch. Thank you and I am so sorry for my parents." I smiled, then turned my attention to my menu.

Jake leaned really close to me.

"I really, really love you." He whispered.

"I know." I said smugly.

"I am just saying, skipping school was stupid. We all got caught and I got grounded for a month." Mom complained to Mark and Derek.

"I skipped all the time." Addie said. "Mom didn't care."

"She didn't know, did she?" Mom asked.

"Nope." Addie said.

Drinks had lightened them all up. They would never be friends, but at least they were being civil.

"Meredith, I was wondering if I could take Mia shopping in this weekend." Addie asked.

Mom hesitated.

"Yeah, Mia told me. I don't see a problem with it." She said. I smiled gratefully.

"Is there anything she can't have that she may ask for? I don't want to overstep."

"Oh. Um…no. She knows my boundaries and she respects them." Mom said.

"She is a great kid." Addie said, smiling at me.

"Why don't you two have any children?" Mark asked, leaning back, his arm draped over my mom's chair.

Mom glared at him and he shrugged.

Addie looked at Dad.

"I didn't want kids. I wanted to focus on my career and it just never happened for us. Maybe now is a good time though. New town, new jobs, new life." She said.

Dad shifted uncomfortably.

"What about you two? Never thought about giving Mia a sibling?" Addie asked politely.

Mom stiffened.

"Mia was everything I needed." She said.

Addie nodded.

An uncomfortable silence washed over the table.

"Jake is thinking about law school." I blurted out.

Every eye turned to us again.

"What is with you throwing me under the bus tonight." He asked.

"Yes, Jake, is it? I'm sorry, I haven't properly introduced myself. I am Derek Shepherd, Mia's father and I will kill you if you lay one hand on my daughter." He said.

"Dad!" I gasped.

"What? I am protecting my daughter. I don't like the way he looks at you." He said.

"I know. It is like she is something to eat." Mark agreed.

"You noticed that too! It is like she is a piece of juicy meat." They both glared at Jake.

"I really hate you right now." He said, looking at them in fear.

"You love me." I said sweetly.

"Leave them alone." Mom demanded. They both stopped looking at Jake and focused on each other.

Jake sagged in his chair.

"You are evil. Is this why you invited me?" He asked.

"Yeah, I needed a diversion if things went wrong and I knew they would bond over their mutual hatred of you." I explained apologetically.

He tilted his head to the side.

"Hmmm…nice thinking." He opened his menu. "Dessert?" He asked.

I leaned over to him and kissed him behind the menu.