Disclaimer: Imagine how cool it would be if I was Shonda? Best thing ever. But I'm not. And I don't think I own GA. So don't sue.

And I know this chapter has a weird name. And it really has nothing to do with the chapter, nor does the song really fit the situation. But the chorus does and that's all I really needed. Not to mention I have a mad love for the song. Oh and this one has no actual Mer/Der interaction . . .but they talk about eachother.

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Derek's POV:

"So I hear I should be congratulating you." the familiar red-head riding the elevator with me said.

"Yeah," I answered shaking my head with disbelief. Unreal, it was the only word to describe it. I had a daughter.

"How are you taking it?" Addison asked. She knew the answer.

"I'm thrilled. Blown away. It's beyond words, Addie. It really is."

"Good."

We ride in silence for a few minutes.

"Emily, my daughter, she wants to move to Seattle. Mer's thinking about it." I exclaim to my ex-wife breaking the silence.

"Do you love her?" Addie asks. She doesn't need to specify who the her is, she knows I know.

"I always will."

"So you said when you finally handed me those friggin papers."

I laughed. Addison and I had stopped talking to each other for a bit right after those papers were signed. She was hurting because of me. I was hurting because of Meredith. It was awkward. And then Mark had shown up, for work, and it had made things more awkward. But then one night I had been alone in at Joe's, drinking and thinking. It had been a year since Meredith had disappeared from me. And Addison and Mark had come in and sat with me. Just sat. In some weird twisted way of fate we were all friends now.

"Does she know?"

"No, she doesn't. And I don't think I'm going to tell her. If she knows she'll never move back. She wants nothing to do with me."

"Seriously, Derek? Do you seriously think that?"

I just nod my head, and make a noise that signifies agreement. (A/N . . .I don't know how to write the noise, but you know the noise . . .the Patrick Dempsey "I'm the hottest person in the world noise")

"Then why is she thinking about it Derek? Why does she want to move back?" Addison questions, her usual bitchiness coming through.

"Because she wants what's best for our daughter."

"Derek you can be so dense sometimes!" Addison said, and pulled the emergency stop button. "Do you have any idea how much Meredith used to love you?"

"Yeah, I do." I'm confused. "She said she was done, that she thought I was the man she was going to spend the rest of her life with."

"And then she ran, she ran because she knew she couldn't choose you, but she couldn't stand not to choose you. Derek. That kind of love doesn't just go away." Addison said exasperated.

"But . . ." I started. Addison cut me off.

"Tell her Derek. Don't let her leave without knowing. Tell her."

Now I'm overly confused. Addison and I being friends is one thing, Addison standing up for Meredith, that was another. "She won't believe me."

"Why not?"

"Because of why she ran. She ran because she knew she was pregnant. She knew. And she knows me, she knew I'd stay with her just because she was pregnant. Me saying I love you now, she'd just think it was me being in love with my daughter's mother, not actually being in love with her." I felt tears start to pool in my eyes. I didn't know why. This situation just seemed all impossible to solve.

"Then convince her otherwise, Derek. She wants you to." Addison reached over and started the elevator back up.

"How?" I asked, feeling a little like a lost little kid. I felt like I did the day that Meredith had told me to pick her, chose her, love her. I knew what I wanted, I just didn't think I could have it.

"You're a neurosurgeon for god's sake. Figure something out!" Addison said, stepping off the elevator as it came to a stop.

"Addison, why do you care so much? I cheated on you with her."

"Because I want you to be happy Der. I found my happiness, you need to find yours. And honestly, all this is my mess in the first place. I came. And saw. And conquered. It's my fault your not together, so I might as well try to fix it." she said, throwing her hands up in the air. I still loved her, I really did. She was truly a remarkable woman.

"Thanks, Addison."

Addison smiled in return. "Go get your Meredith, Derek. It's about time."

I smiled as the elevator doors closed behind her. My ex-wife had managed to give me my hope back.

Another ditch in the road

You keep moving

Another stop sign

You keep moving on

And the years go by so fast

Wonder how I ever made it through

Meredith's POV:

My heart thudded in time with the ringing of the phone in my ear. I tried to remember to breathe, as I waited for the person to pick up on the other end. To have the conversation I had been putting off. I have a knack at putting off the important talks, I laugh to myself. But this one had to happen now. Before anything went further. This one had to happen in silence, without Derek knowing about it.

"Hello?" the male voice finally picked up on the other end.

I forced a smile, hoping it would reflect in my voice instead of the terror I felt. "Mike! Hi!"

"Meredith! I was wondering when I'd hear from you." my boyfriend Mike answered back.

"Well you know how it is. Come home and get pretty busy." I force a laugh.

"Meredith, you're not home. Detroit's your home, you know that."

I know Mike doesn't say it to be cruel, but all I hear echoing in my head is Derek's plea for me to move home. Somehow the word seemed more convincing when he said it.

"So how is Emily? Is she enjoying herself?" Mike says, sounding concerned. I know he's really asking about Emily's father. Mike has been in my life for 2 years now, first as a friend then as a boyfriend. He gets protective.

"She loves it here. Her father and her get along great." I laugh and take a deep breath, about to drop the real reason I called. "Actually, she wants to move here."

"She what?" Mike asks, sounding shocked.

"She wants to move to Seattle. She hasn't told me but she told her dad. And he wants us to move here too."

"Maybe she didn't say that, maybe her dad is just lying to get you to move there."

"No, Mike. Derek's not lying. He wouldn't do that."

"Really? Derek who didn't tell you about his wife and who then knocked you up while he was still married, only to stay with his wife, wouldn't lie?" I regretted telling Mike the Derek story. Derek had made plenty of mess ups along the way, but he was Derek. I didn't like the idea of anyone hating him.

"He didn't stay with his wife," I meekly say. Even as I say it, I know it isn't the right thing to say. He doesn't need to know that, but for some reason to me it feels like an important detail.

"Oh that changes everything." A moment of silence. "So, are you thinking about it? You don't actually want to go back to Seattle, do you?"

Something about his tone of voice grates me the wrong way. "I am." I would have put it gentler, but right now I don't think he deserves that. "He's her father. They deserve a chance to get to know each other."

"That's a bullshit reason. He abandoned her. And you."

"He did no such thing. He didn't know about her." I yell. I didn't mean to yell.

"Listen, babe," It suddenly dawned on me I didn't like the nickname babe. "Just come home. I can adopt Emily, you know she loves me. And we can be a family. She doesn't need that Derek guy."

"She does need that Derek guy. He's her father. And there is no way I could take her away from him! He loves her!"

"What, are you saying moving to Seattle is actually a good idea?"

"Yeah, maybe it is. For both of us."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"I ran away from a lot when I moved to Detroit. From a best friend who's fiancé had just died. From another best friend who's boyfriend had just been shot. From a mother who needed me. From a whole group of coworkers that had started to feel a lot like family. And from Derek and my feelings for him. Maybe it's about time I stop running."

I collapsed onto my bed. That was one of those speaches, you know the ones where you don't even know you're going to say them. Until you do. You don't even know the feelings are in you until they all come pouring out.

"The only thing that was holding me back from moving was worrying about my own welfare. But now that doesn't seem to be an issue." I finish, feeling shaky and out of breath.

"So you're moving to Seattle?"

"I'm moving to Seattle." With that I hung up the phone without even saying goodbye. Emily was out shopping with George so I just ran downstairs and jumped in my borrowed car. I had to drive. I had to get fresh air.

I didn't even know where I was going until I pulled up. Everything in my life always seemed to lead to him.

"Meredith," Derek greeted me from his standing point in the water.

I took a deep breath. "Derek, I'm moving. I'm moving home," I said, feeling tears come to my eyes and one leak out.

Derek looked up at me, awe struck and maybe wanting to cry himself. "Good. That's good news."

And we stood, as rain clouds gathered overhead. In silence. Him fishing. Me just standing. The rain started but neither of us moved. We just existed. Together. It was enough.

Okay, please don't hate me! As I wrote the word boyfriend all I could think about was "Oh god they will all hate me" but let me explain myself. It was a Shonda moment. You know how she claims the characters do what they want, not what she wants. Well, it's never happened to me before so it must be the characters. They're very strong willed, lol. I was happily writing and thinking things through. And all of sudden I realized Meredith had a boyfriend. I don't know why. It's like what Shonda says about Addison, how it dawned on her along the way that Derek was married. Same idea. So don't kill me. And please know . . .I'm all about the Mer/Der love. But we haven't heard the end of Mike (hehehe, so vague . . .I'm like a writer's blog!)

As for Addison . . .she probably didn't sound very Addison like. But I like to think that being able to unite with the uber sexy man she loves, that she would grow and want the same happiness for Derek. So yeah . . .that's a grown and more mature, although somewhat bitchy, Addison.

Finally, I loved the last lines in this one. Not to blow my own horn but I did. Lol.

Anyway, you know the drill. Read. Love. Don't kill the writer. Review. I'll update tomorrow night . . .I work all day and the cast (the lovely lovely cast) is on Oprah as soon as I get off. Then there's supper. And shopping. Hehehe. Shopping. But something will be written tomorrow.