[My love was as cruel as the cities I lived in, everyone looked worse in the light. There are so many lines that I've crossed unforgiven, I'll tell you the truth but never goodbye. ]

Mark stretched his arm out to the other side of the bed to pull Addison to him, but his arm was meet by a cold, empty space. He sat up in bed, confused as to why he was waking up alone. He never woke up alone when they had days off together. That's when he heard her, the sound of sickness coming from the bathroom. "Oh Addie..." He quickly got up to be by her side.

Mark brushed her hair out of her face and held it back while she finished empty the contents of her stomach that she didn't even know she had into the toilet. Once she was confident that she was finally finished, she flushed and then leaned back, trying to catch her breath. Morning sickness was draining.

"You okay Red?"

Addison just groaned in response, she didn't have the strength to form words. Mark could tell she was exhausted. Her face was pale and she could barely keep her eyes open. He scooped her up into his arms and carried to their bed. Once he laid her back down he pulled the covers over her and made sure she was comfy before going to make her tea.

"You made me tea." Addison said softly and smiles as he places the mug by her bedside.

"Hey honey, how are you feeling?"

"I'm okay."

"Last time you said that you ended up in a hospital bed."

Addison chuckles. "I'm already in a bed so no hospital beds are needed. Come cuddle?"

Mark smiles, kissing her forehead. "Gladly."

Mark gets back into bed, allowing Addison to roll over so she could curl up in his arms and lay her head on his chest. It was her favorite position, she said it was where she felt coziest and secure. Mark called it 'her spot'. He places another kiss on her forehead and starts to soothingly rub her back as he holds her.

"I don't like seeing you in a hospital bed."

"You know I have to give birth right? That kind of requires me to be in a hospital bed."

"We could do a home birth? Get one of those tub things."

Addison laughs. "Mark...no."

"Why not? It could be like, intimate and special."

Addison looks up at him to see if he was serious. And he was. She couldn't help but laugh again. Over protective boyfriend/dad Mark was her favorite. She found it highly touching and overly sweet how he was with her now that she was pregnant. He was cute, really really cute. But no amount of cuteness was going to get her to agree to a home birth.

"Mark, I love you. But you're gonna have to just suck it up. This baby is being born at a hospital. "

"Fine."

Addison leans up and gives him a quick kiss. "But I appreciate the concern Mark, I do."

"I love you, and the strawberry."

The smile on Addison's face grew bigger at Mark's words. He would look up every week of her pregnancy and the excitedly tell her the size of their baby along with the development. Even though this was her medical profession and she was already well aware of everything that her and the baby were going through, she would happily listen. Because every time he would talk about their baby and everything he was learning, Addison fell in love with him even more.

Addison laid her head back on his chest and relaxed in his arms. "Strawberry huh?"

"A large strawberry. A large strawberry that now has fingers and toes."

"Sounds like a weird strawberry."

"Sounds like the cutest strawberry."

[I don't wanna look at anything else now that I saw you, I don't wanna think about anything else now that I thought of you. I've been sleeping so long in a twenty year dark night, and now I see daylight. I only see daylight.]

Addison woke up a couple hours later, sitting up in bed and stretching her arms. She glanced at her phone to check the time. 10:34. Holy shit, she over slept. That was the latest she had slept in...well...ever! Though she had to admit is felt nice, really nice.

"You're awake!" Mark smiled and greeted her with a kiss. "How are you feeling?"

"Better. Hungry, but better."

"Perfect, I have pancakes and a bowl of fruit waiting for you. But after breakfast I'm gonna need you to get ready, I'm taking you out."

"You're taking me out? Where?"

"Its a surprise."

"Mark..."

"Don't worry about it Red, its a good surprised. Now go eat your breakfast."

Two and a half hours later (way too long in Marks opinion but he knew better than to rush her) and they were on their way. Mark glanced over at Addison every now and then as he drove, watching her excitement and curiosity as she tried to think of where he could be taking her. Her curiosity turned to confusion when they pulled up to a house.

"Mark? Where are we?"

He smiled as he helped her out of the car, holding her hand as he walked inside with her. It was a big house, but not too big that it was overwhelming. It was a newer house be still had a cozy feel to it. It was two story, spacious, with a fireplace, it was perfect. Addison didn't need to see the rest of the house to know it, but of course she would inspect it. Mark watched her carefully as she looked around in awe, waiting impatiently for an opinion. He waited until she saw the house before speaking up.

"So what do you think? Pretty nice huh?"

"I think its more then pretty nice. Its incredible...but what are we doing here? Why did you take me to an empty house?"

"Because I see our Christmas tree in the far corner of the living room, and us drinking juju by the fireplace, I see you taking up the majority of space in the large walk in closet and a bath tub that fits both of us so we can take bubble baths together. I see our kids nursery, probably sea themed because our kid is better then having some gender typical color themed room. I see our future in this house."

Addison was smiling ear to ear by the time Mark was done talking. "Sea themed huh?"

"Yeah, like turtles and seahorses and shit."

Addison chuckles and takes another glance around the house. "It is a perfect home."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah, I really do love this house."

"Good, because I already bought it."

"You what?!"

"I know you've been really worried about the pregnancy because we live in a hotel room right now. So I found us a home."

"You bought us a house?!"

"Did you want to have a baby in the hotel?"

"Well, no."

"Yeah, I bought us a house."

"Mark, that's huge!"

"So is having a baby and we're already doing that."

Addison ran her fingers through her hair and she look another look at the house. It truly was perfect. Everything Mark saw in the house she did too. She saw their future, their family, she saw everything in that home. It was perfect, and it was perfect for them.

"I feel like I should have helped you with this."

"Nah, finding a house was easy work. You're growing our child. You're doing the hard work, you're like Wonder Woman."

Addison laughs. "I'm like Wonder Woman?"

"Better then Wonder Woman."

"Mark...you bought us a house."

"Yeah...I bought us a house."

The excitement and happiness suddenly fully took over Addison. She look another long glance over their new home, giggling and smiling, tears forming in her eyes as she picture their life. Christmas morning by the fire place, feeding their child at the kitchen table, watching the sunrise on the porch. She saw it all, this was definitely their home. Mark walked up behind her, wrapping his arms around her and resting his hand over her stomach, where their baby was growing. She leaned into his embrace.

"I can't thank you enough Mark."

He kisses her cheek. "I love you Red."

"I love you too. And this house."

[Luck of the draw only draws the unlucky, and so I became the butt of the joke. I wounded the good and I trusted the wicked. Clearing the air, I breathed in the smoke. Maybe you ran with the wolves and refused to settle down, maybe I've stormed out of every room in this town. Threw out our cloaks and our daggers because its morning now, its brighter now.]

"So...?"

Addison looked up from her papers to see Derek grinning at her.

"So...what...?"

"What did you think?"

"Of the house? Mark told you?"

"Of course he told me."

"You're friends with Mark again?"

"I'm friends with Mark again."

Addison couldn't help but smile. After all the hurt that had happened between the three of them and the rough road they had been on, it was such a relief that they could all be friends. And real friends, not just fake friends that were only nice to each other at work. They were still able to support each other, joke around, and were genuinely happy for one another's happiness.

"Did he also tell you he wants me to have a home water birth?"

Derek laughed as Addison rolled her eyes, shaking her head at the thought.

"You would never do that."

"I would NEVER do that! But to answer your question, I love the house, its perfect."

"Big enough closet?"

"He knew to make sure of it."

Derek looked at her, taking a moment to fully observe her appearance and smile.

"You're glowing."

Addison shot him a glare through her glasses. "I am not that pregnant, I'm not glowing. Stop talking to Mark."

Derek chuckles. "Not that kind of glowing, unlike Mark, I know better then to say that to you. I meant you look happy Addie."

Her features soften as his words and she smiled. "I am happy."

Derek gave her shoulder a gentle, comforting squeeze. "Good, you deserve to be happy."

"You know what would make me really happy?"

"I'm not talking Mark out of the water birth."

"Why?!"

"Because its too funny to me."

Addison shakes her head and chuckles as Derek walks away, still smiling from his comment. She was happy, stupidly happy. She couldn't remember the last time she felt this good in her life. She had been through so much over the past several months and it felt like she was finally out of the dark tunnel, she finally found the light. She wasn't drowning anymore, she had been pulled up for air. Mark was her breath of fresh air.

"So you and Derek are friends?"

This time it was Meredith standing next to her, finishing up the last of her paperwork and avoiding eye contact with the redhead. The comment was casual but the tone of her voice was what gave the worry away. Most people wouldn't have thought twice, but Addison has asked Meredith the same question before, with the same tone, so she recognized it.

"Meredith..."

"No, its good. Its good that you're friends with Derek."

"We've been through a lot, he's helped me through a lot. He's a good friend. But just a friend."

Meredith forced a smile. "Yeah, of course."

"Meredith..."

"Its good you're friends with Derek."

"He only looks at you."

"Huh?"

"When I was worried, you told me Mark only looks at me. Well, Derek only looks at you. He has for awhile. Even when he was with me, he only looked at you. Its only you for him Meredith, no matter who he's friends with, its always going to be you."

"Oh..um, thank you."

They exchanged smiles before parting ways, both of them knowing that their little conversation was awkward but also reassuring and needed. The two women didn't talk often, and when they did it was brief, but they were always grateful for the words exchanged. It seemed to be exactly what they needed to hear.

[I don't wanna look at anything else now that I saw you, I don't wanna think of anything else now that I thought of you. I've been sleeping so long in a twenty year dark night, and now I see daylight. I only see daylight. And I can see see it all in my mind, all of me all of you intertwined. I once believed love would be black and white, but its golden. And I can see it all in my head, back and forth from New York sneaking in your bed. I once believed love would be burning red, but its golden, like daylight.]

Marks hands tangled in Addison's red hair, their foreheads rested against one another's as their breathing turned heavier and moans grew louder. Addison's rocked her hips faster as her climax approached.

"Fuck Mark.."

He smirked, loving when she got vocal during sex. He found it so hot, then again he found most everything she did to be hot.

"Oh god!" Addison moaned, reaching her ecstasy and Mark following soon after. Addison took a moment to catch her breath then slumped into Marks embrace. He kissed her forehead before laying them both back against the pillows, letting her get comfortable in 'her spot'.

Mark had one hand gently combing her hair, and the other rested on her stomach. He loved moments like this, they were complete bliss to him. He also loved touching her belly. He knew Addison was nervous for all the changes that were about to happen to her body, but he couldn't wait. He was excited to see her belly grow, to watch his child grow. He already noticed some changes. The pregnancy glow was definitely a thing. She hated when he commented on it but he couldn't help it. 11 weeks and she was already glowing. Pregnancy looked good on Addison.

Aside from the glowing, her bump was starting to show. It was the smallest, almost not noticeable. But Mark knew Addison's body well. She still thin but there bump was there. He wouldn't dare comment on it, but he admired it every chance he got. Especially in moments like this, where they were laying together.

"You keep playing with my hair like this and I'm gonna fall asleep." Addison says softly.

"Then sleep Red."

Addison nodded, knowing there was no way she was going to be able to fight off sleep much longer.

"Hey Mark?"

"Yeah?"

"We have a baby...and a house."

They both smiled, Mark placing a kiss on the top of her head.

"Yeah, we do. We have a baby and a house."

[I don't wanna look at anything else now that I saw you. I don't wanna think about anything else now that I've thought of you. I've been sleeping so long in a twenty year dark night, and now I see daylight. I only see daylight. You gotta step into the daylight, and let it go. ]