Author's Note: Okay, I think after this story I'm gonna stick to one-shots because I'm just better at them! But I'm so determined to make myself finish this story because in the past I tried two other multi-chapter fics and gave up on them after a few chapters (neither was a GA story), so I need to prove to myself that I can finish one! lol! Hopefully this chapter should be a bit more interesting too! Oh, but sorry for the lack of dialogue at the beginning! Please read and review! Thanks!

Disclaimer: I don't own anything GA related, well except the DVDs, but that doesn't really entitle me to anything!

Over the next few three weeks Addison tried to get Derek to forgive her and he eventually relented one night after she cooked him a romantic dinner and did a lot of talking, which consisted of explaining, apologizing, persuading, and begging. That evening they went home and had sex for the first time since Mark had come to Seattle. It wasn't amazing, but it was enough for Addison to know that she was loved and forgiven. What she had done wasn't forgotten, but she was thankful that Derek was giving her another try.

Everything had started to seem normal again in their lives. The gossip had spread that the Shepherds were back together, so the nosy nurses had to find another rumor to keep themselves entertained. Derek seemed to have found a balance where he could be just friends with Meredith and be in love with his wife. Addison noticed the difference in him and was happy that he had not only forgiven her, but he also seemed to notice her more. They would kiss in the supply closet and other things they used to do when they first fell in love. Things almost seemed too good to be true, but Addison reassured herself that she and Derek had worked for a long time to get back to this place.

It was around this time, about three weeks after Derek forgave her and they slept together, that she noticed something. She realized that she hadn't gotten her period in nearly two months. At the time she'd blamed it on the stress of work and her marriage, but now she couldn't think of any excuse. She had moved back into the trailer two weeks ago and things had been calmer since then. She didn't give it a second thought until later that night. Derek had gone fishing and was getting ready to cook trout for dinner. As he put it on the stove, the scent filled the trailer and Addison began to feel nauseous.

"Derek?" she called from the bedroom.

"What?"

"What is that smell?"

"It's trout."

"It's making me sick."

"I know, you 'hate, hate' when I bring the trout into the trailer!" he mocked.

"No really," she said seriously. "Can you get rid of it?"

"Addie, it's our dinner. I can't get rid of it."

She tried spraying scented air freshener, but that only made it worse because the cucumber melon smell combined with the trout smell, creating a whole new bad smell. She grabbed a sweatshirt and headed towards the kitchen.

"I'm going for a walk. I'll be back when the trout's gone."

"Are you serious?"

"Yes."

"Are you mad at me or something?" He asked, not quite understanding why she was making a big deal over the smell of trout.

"No, I Just need some air. See you later."

As she walked her thoughts went back to pregnancy.

'Maybe I am pregnant…no, that can't be it. Derek and I only slept together three weeks ago, I wouldn't be feeling this way yet. It must be something else.'

An hour later she returned to the trout-free trailer feeling fine. On the table she found dinner and a note:

Addie,

I got paged- have to go to the hospital for a bit. Sorry about the trout; it's gone now. I made you some chicken instead. See you soon.

Love Always,
Derek

She sat down and sighed, wishing she didn't have to eat alone. Later that night she crawled into the empty bed and realized that she had gotten used to having Derek next to her, and without him it felt lonely. However, she was exhausted and fell asleep quickly.

When she awoke the next morning to the sound of the alarm, Derek was there.

She shook him awake. "Derek, honey? I'm sorry to do this, but we have to get going."

He rolled over to face her. "No, the Chief said I can come in later this morning since I stayed late last night."

"Okay, go back to sleep then." She kissed him.

"See you at work."

She quietly got out of bed and began to get ready. She had barely been awake for five minutes when she started to feel sick.

'Oh no, maybe I'm getting a virus,' she worried. 'Today's a busy day, I don't have time to be sick.'

She ran towards the bathroom and threw up.

Derek was still half-awake and he heard her.

"Addison?" he asked sleepily.

"I'm fine, don't worry!" she answered, before throwing up again.

"You don't sound fine." He climbed out of bed and found his wife sitting on the bathroom floor, her head over the toilet. He sat down next to her and held her hair back until she was finished.

"I think you should stay home today," he suggested.

"No, no, it's not a big deal."

"Even if it's just a 24-hour bug, you should rest. You look pretty tired anyway."

She took a deep breath. "Derek, I think I might be pregnant."

She held her breath waiting for his response.

"Really? That's great!"

She exhaled, relieved that he was also excited.

"Why didn't you say anything before?" he asked.

"Well, I really only figured it out yesterday, and I'm not even sure, so I didn't wanna get your hopes up."

Derek pulled Addison closer to him and hugged her.

"You should see a doctor."

"I know that. I'll make an appointment later, but they probably won't have anything until later in the week."

"We work at a hospital and you're a neonatal surgeon, you must have a friend who's an OB/GYN that can squeeze us in later."

"Us? You want to come too?" She raised one eyebrow.

"Of course! I'll be there for you every step of the way," he promised.

She smiled. "Well then, I'll see what I can do. But right now I have to get ready for work."

When she arrived at the hospital, Addison learned that her intern for the day was Meredith, but even that couldn't ruin her great mood. Her husband loved her and they were having a baby together. How much better could things get!

While she was going over some charts, she noticed Meredith seemed to be staring at her with a weird look on her face.

"What is it Grey?"

"Nothing," she replied, smiling.

"No, really. What?"

"You just seem different today, I don't know what it is…happier maybe."

"I am happy." She smiled.

"Good," Meredith replied, honestly wanting Addison to be happy, yet still feeling slightly jealous that Addison was happy with "her McDreamy."

At lunch Derek and Addison had a chance to talk.

"Oh Derek, I made an appointment for 3 o'clock. Can you meet me there?"

"Sure. I'll be there." He smiled and she smiled back at him.

When 3 o'clock came, they both met in Dr. Winters' waiting room. It wasn't long before they were called into her office.

When she was finished examining Addison, she filled the Shepherds in on everything.

"Okay Dr. Shepherd, everything looks good. You're about seven weeks along and both you and the baby are very healthy. I know you know what you need to be doing at this stage, but here's a list just incase." She handed Addison a sheet of paper. "Do either of you have any questions?"

Addison shook her head and looked at Derek, who had a confused and somewhat hurt look on his face.

"I do," Derek spoke up. "Seven weeks? Are you sure she's seven weeks along?"

"Yes, fairly sure, it's not one hundred percent accurate, but she about six and a half or seven weeks pregnant."

"But that's not possible." He looked at Addison. She had now realized the problem and her face was pale.

"I'll leave you two alone for a few minutes," Dr. Winters said. "Just make sure to schedule another appointment on your way out."

"Thank you." Addison managed to squeak out.

Derek glared at Addison once the doctor had left the room. "Seven weeks ago you and I were not together. Seven weeks ago was when you slept with Mark."

He got up and walked out of the room, leaving Addison alone, shocked, and hurt.