I just have to say thank you to all of you have reviewed. It was so Mc-Fucking-tastic. I am really glad that you all enjoy my baby, OH. I want to give a shout to Ken and Ris for always listening to me bable. And a huge shout out to the ladies on the incision. Especially for the reviews of my risque story. I told you we all have our dirty little secrets. You HAVE toHAVE a good pair of boots. ;0)
.14.
"I say next year, we go on vacation somewhere. You, me and Aidan," Derek suggested, slamming himself against the bedroom door.
Addison looked at him and laughed. "Good luck with that one."
The Montgomery- Shepherd holiday weekend was officially commencing. Derek and Addison were in hiding from the insanity of children, in-laws, and siblings.
"This is sad. We are hiding from our family."
"Your sisters HATE me."
"Jackson is not my biggest fan."
"Sarah left Brandon."
"Lizzie punched her brother in the face."
"I think one of my nieces bit your nephew."
"Bronte kicked Taylor. I am almost certain she prompted the punching and biting."
"Lyndon's boyfriend is Meredith's cousin."
"What!" Derek looked at his wife wide eyed.
"I wasn't sure how to tell you. Lyn called this morning."
Derek sat next to his wife on their bed.
"She hasn't said anything?"
Addison shook her head. Derek sighed and wrapped an arm around his wife.
"At least we can always say that we don't have a boring life."
Addison chuckled and leaned over to kiss Derek.
"Yup, no boring people here."
Cristina peeked her head outside the door. No one was in sight. Quietly she tip toed out of the bedroom. The walls of the upstairs hall were covered with pictures of Preston and his brother, William. Lydia Burke certainly adored her boys. At the end of the hall, before the stairs was a picture of three attractive African American men. Cristina smiled softly to herself. The tall graying man had to have been Preston's father.
"That is our father, Philip Burke. He passed away when Preston and I were in high school," a deep male voice explained. Cristina turned around to come face to face with William Burke.
"You must be Cristina. Preston has told me so much about you," William continued holding out his hand.
"It is a pleasure, William."
"Please, call me Will. Prest is in the kitchen with mom. Allow me to show you the way," William replied with a dazzling smile. Handsome was the only way to describe Burke's brother. Looks definitely ran in their family.
"Look who I found wandering the halls," William announced ushering Cristina into the large kitchen.
Preston grinned at her. She looked around nervously. She was startled when Preston appeared at her side.
"Mama, I would like you to properly meet Cristina Yang. Cris, this is my mother, Lydia."
"You have a lovely home," Cristina responded.
"Thank you," Lydia replied shortly. Her eyes scanned Cristina's. " It is a pleasure to finally meet the woman my son raves about. This is William's fiancée, Alicia," she added, in reference to the beautiful young woman sitting on the bar stool. Alicia smiled hello.
"I apologize about keeping this short, but I have to get to the restaurant. I will see you all there later this evening, correct?" Lydia demanded, collecting her purse and keys.
"Of course, mama."
Lydia smiled at her boys and pecked each of them on the cheek. With hug from Alicia and wave to Cristina, Lydia was out the back door. Alicia and William excused themselves to the next room.
"So," Cristina began. "That could have gone much worse."
"Oh, hello." Meredith was surprised to find Lyndon sitting at her kitchen table working on a laptop.
"Hello. Do you need the table? I can move, I just need to re-send this article," Lyndon replied.
"No. No, It's fine," Meredith stumbled out.
Lyndon looked at her strangely. Meredith smiled and continued her quest to her refrigerator. Over the screen of her laptop Lyndon watched Meredith pour herself a glass of tomato juice. Meredith was attractive. She seemed nice. Lyndon was uncomfortable with the entire situation. If only she hadn't promised Rhys that she would stay with him.
Meredith felt like she was being scrutinized. She cringed. From the corner of her eye, she saw Lyndon giving her the same look Addison had the moment she learned that Derek was married. Inwardly, she sighed. Maybe she should just sign her house and soul over to a Montgomery. Addison had her McDreamy, Mc dog, and Mc life. Lyndon had her Mc cousin.
"So, how's your internship going?" Lyndon asked politely. Meredith quirked a brow.
"Its tough, but I can handle it," Meredith replied.
"Should we cut the crap and get to the nitty gritty we are both contemplating?" Lyndon inquired, shutting her lap top.
"Excuse me?" Meredith asked. She did not like the tone in Lyndon's voice.
"I know exactly who you are Meredith Grey. I believe you know who I am. Who my sister is. Who my sister's husband is."
"And your point?" Meredith spat.
Lyndon smirked. " There is no point. I just figured that we might as well get that cleared. You don't seem to like me very much. I'll be honest, I'm not your biggest fan, either, but I love Rhys."
"Okay."
"Okay."
Lyndon rose to leave the room.
"You know that I didn't know he was married, right?"
"You found out though."
Meredith wasn't sure what to say. She had never been more relieved to have her pager go off than that moment.
"Good girl, Lyn!" Kendel cheered high fiving her new favorite red- head. Addison groaned in annoyance.
"I told you to behave!" she snapped, patting Aidan on the back to burp.
Lyndon shrugged and held the pillow from Addison's bed, tightly. Addison, Kendel, Lyndon and Derek's sister, Alyssa were sitting around Addison's bedroom.
"That was pretty mean, Lyn," Alyssa commented. Lyndon stuck out her tongue.
"Well, I think Lyn messing with the hussy was a stellar idea," Kendel added.
"It wasn't right," Alyssa and Addison said at once.
"Uh, hello. Whose team are you on?" Kendel asked in a sing song tone.
"Team Addison, always, but still--"
"I like Meredith. Yes, she chased after my husband, but need I remind you, I chased him away by sleeping with Mark?"
"Mark's engaged," Kendel blurted out. The three other women turned all attention to the brunette at the edge of the bed.
"What?" Addison quipped.
"Well, after you went after Derek, he got involved with a psychologist over in the psych ward. It turns out they dated in college and again after she transferred to the hospital."
"He's marrying Michelle Lopez?" Addison interrupted. "She was my sorority sister!" Addison looked around at the women surrounding her. "What? Its not like I was in love with Mark? I'm happy for him. Michelle is a great woman. Can we move on from this? I find the idea of talking about my ex-lover highly inappropriate."
"Was he good though?" Kendel uttered out again. Lyndon looked at her with interest. Alyssa looked in horror. Kendel smirked.
"Seriously?"
"He still has the divorce papers," Patricia yelled to her brother over the wind as they road the ferry.
"What?"
"I was talking to Jackson. He still has the divorce papers if you change your mind," she repeated.
"Drop it, Tricia. I'm happy with Addison. I love Addison."
"Derek," Patricia whined.
"Forget it!" he shouted exasperated and allowed for his youngest niece to rush at him and into his arms.
"We going ice skating right, Uncle Derek?" Ashley, one of Monica's twins asked.
"You bet, Ash," Derek replied with a grin
"Are you going to dance with me? I'm wearing my tutu," Ashley explained, pulling at the ends of her pink tutu.
"No! He's going to play hockey with us!" Patricia's son, Alec declared.
The Shepherd family, minus the matriarch, patriarch and youngest daughter were on their way to ice skate at a pond near Derek's property.
"Nu-uh," Seleste, Ashley's older twin, argued. She scrunched up her pretty little face and shook her head. "Uncle Der is dancing with me and Ashley!" She stuck her tongue out at her big cousin. Alec rolled his eyes.
"Uncle Derek!"
Derek chuckled to himself and hugged his two nieces. He loved his family.
"Don't do that!" Cristina scolded as Burke nuzzled her neck. She pushed him away and struggled to put her foot in a pair of heels and a pair of earrings in her ear. Preston let out a hearty laugh and sat on the bed.
"You look gorgeous," he said putting on his own shoes.
"I don't care what you think. I'm concerned about your mother. I am certain that she doesn't like me."
"She's a little hard to get to know," Burke excused.
"She hates me. You are going to dump me because your mother hates me and I will have to move in with Meredith, George, and Izzie because I wouldn't have any other place to go."
"I think you and Grey may be spending a little too much time together."
Cristina shot him a death glare. "I take it back. I am dumping you. I am dumping you and taking the apartment. You can live with George, Izzie, and Meredith," she repeated.
All Preston could do was laugh. He reached out to grab Cristina around her waist.
"You're touching me!"
"Thank you," Meredith greeted, tossing her arms around Izzie. Izzie looked around confused. She patted Meredith on top of the head.
"For what?"
"You saved me from Addison's sister."
Izzie eyed Meredith oddly. "My cousin is dating Addison's sister. She is staying at the house with Rhys."
"Your cousin is dating Addison's sister!"
Meredith rolled her eyes. "Yes!"
"Wow. That's.. wow. That is really awkward."
Meredith gave Izzie as exasperated look. "Ya think?"
Addison laid back against the pillows of her bed. Derek joined her with a groan of exhaustion.
"I remember why we agreed to have only two kids."
"Well, good thing we have one."
"There was a food fight in our kitchen."
"Someone else will have to clean it up."
"I think Auntie Kane is."
"Der."
"Add."
"Does Joe love you enough to deliver?"
Derek laughed. " I wish."
Cristina felt weird. The confidant Cristina Yang never felt odd, but as she sat next to her boyfriend, amongst his family and old friends, she felt weird. Lydia had barely paid any attention to her. All Lydia had done was smile sweetly and mention to Preston that an old girlfriend was in town. That annoyed, Cristina to no ends, but she promised herself that she would behave. She was going to walk back on to that plane with Lydia Burke liking her. Even if it killed her.
"Cristina, you are only a first year intern, isn't that correct?" Lydia asked. Something in her tone rubbed Cristina the wrong way. She took a gulp of her drink and nodded. "mm-hmm."
"Are you using my son to get ahead?"
Both Cristina and Preston spat out their drink simultaneously.
"Mother!"
Lydia Burke had pressed the wrong button. To hell with being nice. No, no, no. Bite your tongue, she told herself. Instead, Cristina laughed.
"Cristina is very capable of making it herself, Mother," Preston snapped.
Lydia raised a brow as her son's quick defense. She stared straight into Cristina's eyes, challenging her. It was on.