Sorry for the wait. I know. There is no excuse, but I mean there was Christmas and New Years and then getting back into classes. So ya. I've been busy. But I think that this is a fairly decent chapter, it's kinda filler before the really good stuff happens, but there is some good stuff on the relationship developement level.
Enjoy.
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April
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Addison
3:13am
Addison rolled over and opened her eyes. Derek? Where did he go? She sat up quickly, to quickly, and was forced to close her eyes until the head rush ended. She scanned the room then finally got up and moved towards the light shining from under the bathroom door. Pushing to door open slowly she blinked quickly to shield her eye's from the bright light.
"Derek?" she said quietly, her voice husky from sleep. She walked over to where he was sitting on the edge of the tub and sat beside him. He kept his eyes glued to the ground, "Hey," she ran her hand through his hair which was slick from sweat and brought it back to rest on his cheek. He has a fever, "I'll get you some water," she offered standing up again, "Did you take something?"
Derek nodded.
"Ok," she whispered, handing him the water and tenderly kissing the top of his head.
She left the room quietly. Returning to the bed she quickly stripped the sheets and threw them in the hamper. She walked in to the hall and pulled the soft Italian sheets from the top shelf of the closet. His favorite. Walking slowly back to the bedroom she was forced to steady herself as an uncomfortable feeling of lightheadedness overcame her. Don't you get sick too Addison. She quickly remade the bed, pausing every few minutes when dizziness clouded her vision. She cringed as she heard her husband gagging in the other room.
Derek finally emerged from the bathroom pale and clammy. He slowly eased himself between the sheets, smiling slightly when he realized that they were nice and cool. "Addison," he said weakly, "I'm sick."
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Meredith
4:09am
"Hey," Meredith said into her portable phone as she sank deeper into the couch cushions.
"What time is it?" Tyler muttered rolling over and trying not to wake up to much.
"4 am," Meredith replied, "I can't sleep. What are you doing?"
"Sleeping."
"Oh," Meredith paused and looked wearily around the silent house, "Wanna come over?"
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Derek
5:55am
"No, he can't come in." Addison said into the phone, "He can barely move." Addison paused and looked at Derek who looked like he would welcome death, "No, I thinks it's just the stomach flu," she rested her hand on his forehead, "And he has a bit of a fever. He'll only be out a few days."
It's only a 24 hour bug, "I'll be in tomorrow," Derek insisted. She doesn't look that great either. She seems dizzy.
"Thanks Richard I'll see you..." Addison stopped suddenly, she pressed her hand to her stomach and sucked her breath in.
Derek picked up the phone as Addison dashed to the bathroom, "Richard, I don't think that Addison will be coming in either."
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Meredith
6:17am
"Why couldn't you call Jared?" Tyler asked, throwing himself lengthwise on to the couch, "He is your boyfriend, not me."
Meredith looked slightly embarrassed and glanced at the stairs.
"He is here isn't he?" Tyler groaned, "I can't believe that I came over here."
"He was sleeping," Meredith protested.
"I was sleeping."
Meredith sat on the floor beside the couch silently. Just when she thought that Tyler had fallen asleep he spoke.
"You can't just wait around hoping that he will break up with you."
She tilted her head back and looked at him, "Why?"
"'Cause that's not fair."
Meredith didn't ask who it wasn't fair to. There were any number of answers that could result, and some of them she wasn't prepared to talk about yet.
"Ok," Meredith relented and stood up.
"Your breaking up with him now?" Tyler raised his eyebrow, "It's not even 7 am.
Meredith shrugged, "It's only fair."
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Addison
9:11am
"So there is no way that I can reschedule?" This is unbelievable. "I am a colleague." That's right. I am playing the hotshot doctor card. "Yes I understand that Dr. Hearst is very in-demand but..." He is the best. NEXT TO ME! "I can't wait another 6 weeks, I need to get this taken care off."
But not today."No I do not want to cancel my appointment." Addison hung up the phone and sank back into bed, groaning.
"No luck?" Derek muttered from the other side of the bed.
"No," Addison replied weakly as she pulled the blankets over her head briefly.
"There isn't someone else you can see?"
"Hearst has been my doctor since I moved here." Addison rolled over so she was facing Derek, "He is the best. I just need in there for 10 minutes so he can re-regulate my medication and get my hormones back on track."
"You can't wait another few weeks?"
"Derek," Addison closed her eyes then sat up and leaned against the headboard, "I completely destroyed any semblance of a cycle or normal hormone levels with the fertility treatments, and since I've stopped them things have only gotten worse. I want this taken care off."
"You can't go in like this."
He is right. Damnit. Addison sighed and forced herself out of bed and wrapped herself in a blanket, "I know that. That's why I am going get something to eat then take a nap. When I wake up, I plan on feeling much better."
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Meredith
9:19am
"Dr. Grey, I don't want to argue about this anymore. Get those forms signed."
"But Dr. Bailey, Dr. Shepherd isn't here today. He is out sick."
"Then get yourself over to his house and get them signed."
"Isn't there someone else that can do it?"
"It's your patient Dr. Grey. I don't want to see you again until those forms are signed."
"I thought that you were over McDreamy," Cristina whispered as they walked away.
"I am. But I really don't want to go over there and..."
"Oh," Cristina nodded and smiled, "You're thinking that no couple wastes a perfectly good mutual sick day on actually being sick."
"Exactly."
"Well your probably right. Sucks to be you."
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Meredith
9:47am
Meredith stood nervously outside of the Shepherd's penthouse apartment. Of course Addison would choose the best, Meredith thought. She stood at the door for a long minute. Finally she closed her eyes tightly, took a deep breath and firmly pressed the bell.
The door opened almost instantly.
"Meredith?"
Meredith's eyes flew open, and she launched into the speech she had prepared in the car, "Dr. Shepherd, I am so sorry to interrupt but Bailey sent me over to get these signed by Der... Dr. Shepherd, and it will only take a minute, and..." Meredith finally looked at Addison, she was wearing baggy pajama bottoms, an ancient college sweatshirt and the ugliest woolen socks Meredith had ever seen, "... You really are sick."
Addison couldn't help but smirk, "Yes, we really are sick."
"I just thought..." I cannot finish this sentence Meredith realized suddenly.
Addison pointed to the staircase behind her, "Derek is upstairs." She turned and headed towards a hallway that Meredith decided much lead to a kitchen, "Last door on the left."
"Your not coming?" Meredith asked in confusion.
"I am trying to make soup," Addison said grimacing slightly, "Besides, I trust you."
You trust me? Meredith sighed as she climbed the stairs. Wonderful. Meredith paused at the open door to the bedroom. Directly across from her Derek was leaning against the dark brown headboard with his eye's closed. "Derek?" she said softly crossing the threshold.
Derek opened his eyes, looked at her, and closed them again. "Addie, I'm starting to hallucinate."
Meredith laughed gently, "Your not hallucinating. Bailey needs these forms signed."
"Good," Derek sighed, "I thought the fever was getting the best of me."
Meredith stood awkwardly at the end of the bed and handed him the papers, "You just have to read over them and sign."
Derek nodded and began to skim.
Meredith allowed her eyes to drift over the room. Despite the mess it was a comfortable room. Everythings was in browns and blue. A large fireplace in one corner, tall bookcases filled with hardcover books, and a large blue chair placed in order to take advantage of the books the fire and the large window. "This is a nice room." Meredith said awkwardly.
Derek glanced around, "Addison decorated."
"She knows you very well," Meredith said smiling sadly, "You look very comfortable here."
"Yeah," Derek shifted uncomfortably, "Well Addison is an excellent decorator. She may have missed her calling."
"Thanks" Addison grumbled as she entered the room.
"Meredith was just admiring your decorating skills," Derek explained as Addison placed a bowl of soup and a cup of tea on the bedside table beside him and collapsed in the blue chair.
Not blue Meredith thought Indigo.
The three glanced at each other uncomfortably. Addison pulled a blanket protectively around her, Derek shuffled through the papers without actually reading them and Meredith shifted from one foot to the other.
"Has your fever gone down?" Addison asked finally, breaking the silence.
"Yes." Derek replied, catching Addison's eye. "Addie you need to eat something. You look pale." He picked up the soup and held it out to her.
Meredith watched as Addison pulled away.
"Derek," she hissed quietly. "I had some orange juice downstairs."
"Addie," he whispered, glancing at Meredith who looked away.
"The smell..." Addison cringed turning away. Suddenly she inhaled sharply, "Excuse me," she gasped as she bolted for the bathroom.
Meredith cringed as she heard Addison be sick through the bathroom door.
Derek looked at Meredith, "Stomach flu," he explained, "Makes her kinda cranky."
"Your not to charming yourself," Meredith teased, "Do you need anything?" she asked as Derek handed her back the papers.''
"No, thank you." Derek tried his best to give her a 'I'm really not that sick' smile. "I'll walk you out."
"No, it's ok." Meredith turned to leave, "I don't think you would make it anyway."
Meredith paused as she closed the door behind her, Addison was just reentering the room.
"Feel better?" Derek asked as she buried herself in the blankets beside him and closed her eyes.
"No," she pouted slightly, curling into a tight ball.
"Me neither," he groaned, slouching slightly down the headboard. Closing his eyes he reached over and softly ran his fingers through Addison's hair.
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Meredith
11:32am
"So are you scarred for life?"
Meredith rolled her eyes at Cristina, "Not in the way you might think. They really are sick."
"Then why are you scarred? Were they doing kinky things with the Vicks Vapor rub?"
"No," Meredith laughed, "I just realized that you can crawl into bed with just about anyone when there is sex involved, but it's love when you crawl into bed with someone when you are both projectile vomiting."
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Addison
2:55pm
Addison dragged open her eyes and glanced at the clock. She groaned. Her appointment was in 90 minutes. She sat up tentatively. So far so good. She stood up and made her way to the bathroom. No nausea. Wahoo! Addison smiled with relief, she still felt a little lightheaded and a little shaky but the worst was over. She turned on the taps to the bathtub and carefully pulled her hair up, I don't care how good I feel, I am not dealing with my hair.
Addison sank into the hot bath with a sigh. Yea! Warm! She relaxed and sloshed the water around a bit with her fingers.
"You're feeling better too?" Derek asked walking in and turning on the shower.
"Yes," Addison smiled and sank further into the warm water, "I willed myself to be healthy."
"You do always get what you want," Derek teased, crossing the room again and grabbing some towels, "What time is your appointment?"
"4:30. Think you feel well enough to drop me off? I don't want to drive."
"You can count on me."
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Meredith
5:23pm
"You dumped him?" George asked in surprise.
"Yeah this morning," Meredith replied nonchalantly.
"Why?" stammered George, he was much more comfortable around her when she was seeing someone, it gave him an excuse and made him less of a chicken.
"It just wasn't working," Meredith shrugged and took another drink of Joe's new concoction.
"So... there wasn't anyone else?" George asked tentatively.
"George I am over Derek. We are friends."
"I was talking about Tyler."
"Tyler?" Tyler? Tyler...
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Derek
6:47pm
Derek watched as Addison approached him and without saying a word, wrapped her arms around his waist and lay her cheek on his shoulder. She seemed to melt against him.
"Still not feeling well?" He whispered as he stroked her hair.
"I just needed a hug."
"I am happy to oblige Lady." he held her tightly for a moment. "How did your appointment go?"
"He is running some extra tests. But he promised he would know something by tonight. He is just being cautious."
"Well that's good isn't it?"
"I guess," Addison sighed a bit and pulled away enough to move her arms from around his waist to rest her hands on either side of his face. "I love you." she whispered.
"I love you too," he smiled as he rested his forehead against hers.
Beep Beep Beep
Derek smiled, "I've got to go." He kissed her forehead, "Go lay down, you still look pale."
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Addison
8:34pm
"Dr. Shepherd?" Izzie said to Addison as she passed her in the hall, "Dr. Shepherd?" Addison didn't seem to hear her and just kept walking.
"Dr. Steevens you look confused," Derek teased as he came up behind her.
"I am," Izzie replied, "I mean I'm not but, your... wife... is acting really weird."
"Well, she has the flu."
"No, I mean really weird. 'I see dead people' weird."
Izzie and Derel stood in the middle of the hall and watched Addison turn the corner as if in a daze. Derek sighed and closed his chart, "I'll take care of her."
"You are freaking out the interns," Derek teased as he sat down beside her in a small waiting room.
Addison didn't reply, or even acknowledge his presence.
"Hey," Derek turned so that his body was facing hers, "What's wrong?"
Addison's face was very, very pale. Her arms were clutched around her legs protectively and the only sound she was making was the deep breaths in and out, as if she was trying to calm herself. Breathe. Breathe. Breathe.
Derek was suddenly very concerned. "Addison?" he asked, gripping her arm, "Tell me what happened."
Addison's eyes finally focused on Derek's face.
"No." she said quietly, shaking her head, "No."
"Addison, What's wrong? Are you hurt? Are you sick?" Derek was getting more and more frightend."It will be ok." he tried to reassure her, "You just have to tell me what wrong. We can fix it."
Addison finally looked Derek in the eye. She was trembling all over and her eyes were bloodshot.
"Addison..." he breathed, pulling her into his arms and kissing her forehead.
"No," she exclaimed pulling herself out of his arms and wrapping her arms tighter around herself. "Don't touch me right now."
"What's..."
"He said I have gestational diabetes," she whispered.
"Diabetes?" Derek was confused, "Gestational diabe... but ... "
This will ruin everything.
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So what do we think? Was it worth the wait? This is the start of some drastic changes for all three. How do we feel about Tyler? Do we want it to happen? And how do you guys think that the characters will react to all these changes? Not just the main ones that I write about but all of them, Izzie for example who in the next installments is going to get more involved with the Shepherds which is going to affect her relationship with Meredith, how does all this effect her. Anyway send me reviews telling me what you think, I like to hear other peoples opinions.