Is it just me or is it horrifying to anyone else to realize that the song you are listening to is almost 10 years old? (my stars, I was 10 in 1996!)One of my favorite bands ever is The Wallflowers. I think Jakob Dylan has an incredibly sexy voice. I can listen to One Headlight over and over again and be content. Sure, I can do that with most Oasis songs and the entire Garden State soundtrack-- but Jakob Dylan-- Anyway, back to the point-
First off, I would like to thank the ladies who have been my soundboards and fellow procrastinators: Kendel (aka Kendel17), Dais (Bloomin Daisy), and my editor, Kim. I would not have been able to get these chapters up without your feedback. Thank you! Thank you!
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Here is a bit of a summary of where everyone is at: Three months have passed since Derek decided to stop walking away. He and Addison are in the process of moving and gearing up for a very interesting holiday season.
Meredith is moving on, slowly but surely-- but is George the guy she will move on with?
Cristina & Burke areC & B, Cristina survived dinner with Adele Webber-- can she survive Lydia Burke?
We all know the story with Izzie and Alex. The man is an ass. The end.-Izzie will find some guidance from a random source. Just read and you'll see, eventually.
All questions and more will be answered. I'll shut up now so you can read..
.1.
"Evelyn?"
"Maybe as a middle name."
"Kennedy?"
"Delia?"
"How about a Shakespearean name?"
"What does Weiss say?" Addison Montgomery-Shepherd asked looking up from a book of baby names.
"His mother thinks we need a Jewish-inspired name. Weiss said he didn't care as long as she was healthy," Sav replied from her seat in one of the Shepherds' overly comfortable chairs.
"We should probably look at boy names as well."
"Oh. How about Rachel? It's biblical!"
"Excuse me, ladies. I hate to break up your name fest, but we are trying to move into a house," Derek interrupted.
"And you are doing a fabulous job, sweetheart," Addison said sweetly. "Now get back to work."
"Slave drivers," Derek muttered.
"I heard that," Addison shouted.
She and Sav smiled at one other before returning to the baby books.
"Alex is an asshole," Izzie commented, plopping down into an empty seat next to Cristina.
"Burke is a mental case," Cristina added, swigging her orange juice.
"I'm going to ask George out."
The other two doctors swerved around to look at the doctor standing behind them.
"Maybe you are the mental case."
Meredith swatted Cristina with her hand and joined the two women at their picnic table.
"I'm serious."
"Mer, you two went out to dinner 3 months ago and said it was awkward. Why are you climbing that tree again?" Cristina asked. " Are you not happy with the revolving door next to your bed?"
"I am going to pretend that you stopped talking after 'climbing trees.' My date with George wasn't awkward. It just wasn't the right time. It was too soon after Derek. I thought I was actually falling in love with McDreamy, but he wasn't the man I thought he was," Meredith replied.
"So, George--" Cristina interrupted.
"What about George?" George inquired, sliding into a chair next to Izzie.
"Meredith wants to ask you out," Izzie blurted. Everyone turned to look at the former model. Izzie shyly smiled. She shrugged innocently.
"Oops!"
"I know!" Sav exclaimed. "Rachel Ann Rossum."
"Savy, you have months to choose a name! Brooke has just barely had the embryos implanted."
"I know, I know. I can't help but think about the baby though. Haven't you ever thought about trying for another baby Shepherd? Just imagine, a little boy that looks like his daddy but with your eyes. I can totally see you with a little boy. Derek's mini-me, chasing after a dog with a stethoscope in his hand."
Addison slammed her hand on the coffee table. " My miscarriage made the possibilities of having another baby slim to none. Derek and I will not, nor can we, have any children of our own. What almost was will never be."
Sav watched speechless, as Addison rose to her feet and disappeared into the kitchen. She didn't know. She knew that Addi's miscarriage had turned their world upside down, but she didn't know.
"I'm so sorry, Addi. I didn't know."
What other secrets did the Shepherds hold?
Addison stood over the sink, a glass of water in her hand. With the other, she gripped the counter. She hated the truth. She hated the pain that still stabbed at her heart. She despised the reality that she and her husband would never be able to have a child of their own. She had had a close friend run all necessary tests. Addison would never be able to carry a child to term.
"Addison?" Derek said, entering the kitchen with a beer bottle in his hand. "Should I start on dinner? I have some chicken marinating. I can grill up some asparagus, squash and cucumbers on the side. Maybe even whip up some potatoes to go with it. Or how about pasta? A pasta with chicken and dried tomatoes?"
Derek looked at her oddly.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing," Addison replied airily. She let out a nervous laugh and walked over to the fridge. "Can you ask Savy and Weiss what they'd like? I'm starving."
Derek made an attempt to console his wife. Something had happened to cause her to revert into what he called "Montgomery mode." She shut herself down and smiled. Her mother, Mona, reacted the same way whenever she encountered something unpleasant. It was Addison's defense mechanism.
"Please ask our friends what they would like for dinner."
Derek sighed and walked out of the kitchen.
"Stay out of my patient's room!" Izzie hissed at Alex and slammed the door to her sleeping patient's hospital room. "And stay away from me!"
"Izzie..."
"My name is Dr. Stevens, Dr. Karev. You no longer have the privilege of calling me Izzie. You are not my friend or anything more. You are simply my fellow intern."
"Can we please talk?"
"I have nothing to say to you. And there is nothing from you I want to hear. Excuse me, I have some follow-ups for Dr. Shepherd to take care of."
Izzie shoved past Alex.
"I'm sorry!" He shouted. "I'm sorry," he repeated, resignedly. "I'm sorry."
"You know, I'm sorry isn't good enough," Meredith commented.
"Is that what you told, Shepherd," Alex retorted.
"Alex don't act like an even bigger ass than you all ready are."
Alex exhaled loudly and ran his hand over his face.
"How can I fix this," he asked.
"Do you have the ability to turn back time?"
"If I did, I wouldn't be standing here. I should have warned her how much of a screw-up I am," Alex replied.
"You're not a screw-up. You just made a mistake," Meredith sympathized, placing a hand on his shoulder.
"Why are you being so nice to me?" he inquired with an arched brow.
"I have a revolving door next to my bed, and I was sleeping with a married attending. I can't judge anyone."
"A revolving door, eh?" Alex leered.
Meredith whacked him with a chart. "Don't be an ass!"
Dinner at the Shepherds' was quiet. Addison had whipped up a pasta dish. Now, she, Derek, Savy, and Weiss sat around the new dining room table. Before purchasing their new home, Addison and Derek had returned to New York to sell their apartment and everything in it. A few things had been donated to local shelters.
"Will you be in New York for Christmas? You have to come for New Years at least!" Weiss exclaimed.
Addison and Derek exchanged looks.
"Well, It all depends--"
"We have--"
"My family was going to join us, and Addison's parents are flying in from Colorado. Your brother Brandon is coming up, too, right?" Derek replied.
"Yeah. He's bringing Sarah and the kids. Jackson will be coming, too."
Derek cringed at the mention of his brother-in-law. He and Jackson Montgomery had never gotten along. He had tried to convince Addison to run away on the day of their wedding. He thought Derek wasn't good enough for his baby sister.
"Jackson is coming?" Derek repeated. Addison nodded.
"Oh joy!" He took a swig of his red wine. What a lovely holiday it would be.
"Come with me to Alabama," Burke suggested, passing Cristina in front of the surgery board.
"Excuse me?" Cristina asked confused.
"Every other Christmas I go home to Alabama. I would really like for you to come with me," Preston explained simply.
Cristina look at him as if he was nuts.
"What!"
He shoved a cup of coffee into her empty hand. "I'll ask you again after surgery. We scrub in, in 20 minutes. If you do say yes, we'd leave on the 23rd and be back on the 30th."
Burke proceeded to walk off, leaving a very confused Cristina in his wake.
"What's wrong with you?" Bailey asked.
"I think he just asked me to meet his family."
"Good luck."
According to Cristina, the whole world had gone mad.