"All I'm saying is that maybe, just maybe, you could apologize and accept your old job." Derek said, sitting comfortably next to his wife on bed. He sighed, not really sure why he suggested that, maybe he was tired, maybe it wasn't so bad to have her back at work.

She rolled her eyes and nudged him on the ribs, "No, Derek. That's the whole point!"

He rubbed the spot she had nudged him at and looked at her with narrowed eyebrows, "Whole point of what?! You were a department head, what else do you want?"

"Correction, I was department head of OB/GYN, not neonatal." Addison said triumphantly, thinking that she had made a point.

"Addie, in a few months you'll have maternity leave, be realistic."

"I thought you were going to support me no matter what, what happened to that?" She nudged him again.

"Okay, stop that." He said, rubbing the same spot again.

"Sorry." She muttered.

"Reality happened, Addison. You're going to give birth and I just started working on the house… We haven't even told our family yet, we barely know if we're having a boy or a girl and you want to demand Richard to be department head of two departments."

"I hate you." She said under her breath.

"You love me." He softened his tone and searched for her eyes to look into his.

"No, I hate you right now." She said, giving him an upset look. She pointed her index finger at him, "I need to cut, Derek. Come on, you know the struggle."

"I do, but…" He gave up when she arched her eyebrows at him.

"Whatever, let's change the subject." She demanded politely, surprisingly not snapping or rolling eyes.

"Addison…"

"Just drop it, Derek. I'll think about talking to Richard about it, right now just… let's relax. You haven't been home since monday and I missed you." A little smile appeared on her lips and that made Derek a little bit more comfortable.

Deep inside his gut he didn't feel as thrilled as his wife about that suggestion, "Okay, I'm sorry. I just care about your career, I care about you, our future." He said nicely, rubbing her thigh.

"It's fine, and thank you for caring." She smiled friendly at her husband and cupped his jaw, "Now… baby names." She winked at him and took a little piece of folded paper out of her night stand, she handed it to him and waited for him to read.

His eyes widened a little, "These are boys names."

"I know." She nodded.

"Why boy names? I thought we…"

"Derek, we both know there's a 50 out of 100 percent chance it might be a boy and vise versa. And well, biologically we cannot choose the gender of our baby, so I selected those in case." She said, proud of herself.

"I like Nicholas and Jeremiah." Derek said, offering a gentle smile at her.

"Good because those are my favorite." She said, smiling, resting her head on the curve of his neck and shoulder, wrapping her arms around his strong arm.

"You didn't write Carson on this list though."

"Oh, but Carson is still an option."

"No it isn't." He nodded his head no and dropped the list of baby names on his own nightstand.

"Yes it is."

But before Derek could keep discussing it, his pager went off. Addison's smile faded quickly as he glanced at it, "Dammit, I have to go back."

"Can't someone else take it? I don't know, Nelson?" She was a surgeon too and understood the struggle of being paged, but still felt like she wanted to be a little selfish. She was emotional and bored and wanted her husband to cuddle her and cook for her, she was tired of having to prepare her own food, which sometimes she was a failure at, so she had to call some restaurant that had takeout service.

"I'm sorry, honey. I have to get this." He said, grabbing his coat, keys and phone. He kissed her cheek and promised to come back as soon as he could.

Being left alone wasn't the panorama she had for tonight, so she just walked inside the kitchen and poured herself a glass of water. Doc was napping on the couch and she thought maybe she could join him, but her phone started to ring, which was unexpected.

She walked back into the bedroom and glanced at the called ID. It was Richard. She picked up, "Hello?"

"Addison!" Richard's alarmed voice said on the phone, "I know you quit, but we need you."

"On my way." She replied immediately and ended the call, she was wearing pajamas but there was no time for changing her clothing, so she put on the first pair of flats she could find and grabbed a baggy coat that would cover her night gown to its best.

Addison took her keys on one hand, her phone on the other and managed to leave the apartment as soon as she could, getting inside her mercedes and driving away to the hospital.

Whatever was going on it was big, for sure. Richard would have paged another surgeon to take Addison's place, but if they needed her it was for a reason. She rushed into the ER, finding chaos itself, George O'Malley looked like a lost puppy and Addison didn't know what to do first, find the chief? Talk to O'Malley? Find Miranda?

Suddenly she was dragged to an exam room, maybe she didn't realize that she didn't have to find anyone, they would find her. Addison blinked a couple times and grabbed the chart of the woman who was noticeably pregnant and lying on the exam table.

Reading the name on the chart she noticed she didn't know who this girl was and her eyes widened when she read her age, 17. A 17 year old was on the exam table and she was unaccompanied, according to the nurses that helped her in.

Alice McCarthy, that was her name. 31 weeks pregnant.

Addison examined her, and knew immediately what was going on. Still wearing her coat and night gown underneath, she asked Miranda for an intern to bring her clean scrubs and her sneakers from her locker, he demanded for an OR to be cleared and admitted Alice on a bed of her own.

"How is she?" Richard appears out of nowhere, causing her heart rate to speed up a little.

"Richard… you scared me." She said, posing a hand on her chest, "Do you know this girl?"

"I do. Her older brother was one of my interns five years ago, he died sadly."

"I'm sorry to hear that."

"Yeah, well. It's been a while, I just want to make sure she's alright, that's why I paged you, I want the best for her."

"You called me."

"Isn't that what I said?"

"No, you said paged, almost like I'm still working here." She said, drawing sharp breath.

"I guess It's just a habit. I'm pretty sure Derek is already tired of my nagging to convince you to come back." He chuckles softly, adding a lighter mood to the situation.

"Yeah." She nodded, but she was confused. She didn't know that Richard wanted her back at work, she had no idea whatsoever, but now she had to focus on this young girl and her baby, not her own messy personal life, "The baby had some abnormal heart rate which ended up as fetal distress, which I already managed and she had moderate vaginal bleeding, I performed an eco but it wasn't uterine rupture as I had suspected, and found a placental abruption instead, so I'm performing an emergency c-section in ten minutes." Addison said rapidly, wondering if the Chief is keeping up to the pace of her words.

He nods in understanding, "Go get ready for surgery, I want to speak to her."

Addison nodded, seeing Richard enter the room and thought a little more about what the Chief had just told her, was Derek trying to keep her away from the hospital? Was it because he was into the intern again? Either way, she had to focus on her patient, so she took a deep breath and turned around, walking away. Then suddenly she was basically crashed by an intern, "Jesus, Grey- you almost tackle me." The redhead said.

"I'm sorry Doctor Shepherd, I had to take the stairs," She says panting, and offers her the scrubs she had asked for and the sneakers as well, accompanied by a pair of light blue socks.

"Thank you." Addison replied politely and took the items from the blonde intern, if she was already a little anxious about not being ready to operate yet and the fact that she had just found out that her husband was keeping some information from her, having to interact with Grey wasn't very appealing.

She made it to the OR just in time, Alicia was on the table ready to have surgery and she had just scrubbed in. She couldn't let her own anger and sorrow take over so instead of thinking about Derek and her relationship, she decided to think about this girl, whose future was going to change tonight. (Not to mention she was thrilled to operate, though.)

The delivery goes smooth and Addison gets to save the day, Alice gets to hold her adorable daughter, who she called Linda and everyone gets the happy ending. Except it's not quite like that.

Alice is recovering inside her own private room that Richard got for her, she's surprisingly conscious and Addison is exhausted. It's almost three am and her feet hurt, but she goes to check on her patient anyway.

"Doctor Shepherd." Alice greets softly, smiling a little, "Did you see her?"

"Of course I saw her, Linda is beautiful." Addison said, smiling down to the young woman, sitting on the edge of the bed, "I just checked on her, she's doing just fine for her size. I wanted to ask if we could call someone to come see you, so you're not too alone."

"Oh, no. Don't bother, really. I already explained uncle Richard about it… I'm alright alone."

"I know, I just want to make sure you're okay."

"Would you be okay, going through surgery because a cop raped you and knocked you up? Don't get me wrong, I love my daughter, these few months having her inside my womb… they've been amazing. But my story still terrifies my soul in so many different ways I don't even know how I'm still alive. So, no. I'm not okay, but I have to be, because now it's not just me, she is here now too." Alice said, looking into Addison's eyes.

Addison nodded slightly, "Has anyone ever told you you're an old soul?"

Alicia snorted, "Doctor Shepherd, there's no need to tell me, I already know."

Somehow Addison makes it out of that room without shedding a tear, which is strange considering her hormones have been against her lately… and so has fate, because now, as she exits Alicia's room and goes to the nearest nurse station, nurse…

Olivia?

Amelia?

Right… Nurse Lucia.

Nurse Lucia tells her Derek just got out of surgery and he wants to speak with her, he'll be in his office.

How polite!

He is tired from his own time inside the OR, and he isn't exactly thrilled that his wife is in the hospital, not because he doesn't want her here, but because he's worried. And it's terrifying for him to be worried, it's almost eating him alive, it's overwhelming to think about her and his unborn child inside her. It is!

Derek sighs and runs a hand through his dark curls, he waits for her but nothing. It's been twenty minutes and he knows she's out of surgery, that one nurse he always forgets the name of said she had delivered the message to 'The Female Doctor Shepherd.'

So he calls her, but figures she will send him to voicemail… which does happen. So he decides to go find her, wherever she is, she's inside this hospital. He walks to the nearest elevator and goes to the NICU, where he does not find her, but maybe the attendings lounge will do it.

Just as he suspected it, she's inside the attendings lounge, changing from her scrubs to… a nightgown? Anyway, he doesn't care about the clothing, he cares about Addison. His mind wonders if she's alright, if coming back here somehow makes her anxious or depressed for making the mistake of resigning. Either way, when she turns her head around she doesn't seem too thrilled to see him.

"Hey." He says softly, approaching her.

She turns around and grabs her coat, not speaking to him.

"Addison." He says, feeling the tension already. Something is wrong. "Is everything alright?"

"I don't know, you tell me." She says, irritated. Her hands fight against her coat, trying to fit correctly inside it, but she's frustrated and she's trying to put it on quickly, which is not helping.

"Let me…" He says, his voice above a whisper, he tries to help her with her coat, but she takes a step back. "Addison…"

"You've heard me wine these past weeks because I miss my job. Because being a surgeon is my favorite thing besides being a wife and a mother," She says, her hands rounding her belly, "But hey, you would have told me if Richard wanted me back, right? You would have suggested to call him or something."

He opens his mouth but no words come out of it, he is indeed guilty.

Derek didn't tell Addison that Richard wanted her back to work because he had read that stress is no good for babies, and knowing how stubborn his wife is, he couldn't tell her this, because she would protest and go to work anyway. So when she came home that night and announced she had resigned, something deep down him felt like relief.

He wanted his wife and child to be alright. No stress. No anxiety. Only love and relaxation. But he had forgotten, he had not thought truly what it meant for surgeon to be inside the OR, he didn't notice that he was taking that away from her by not telling her. He didn't notice that he was blocking her from that amazing feeling a surgeon gets when they walk inside the OR and outside of it, how good it feels to see your patient smile and how devastating it is to tell a family that their loved one didn't make it, it was all part of their passion, and he was keeping her away from it.

"Why on earth didn't you tell me?" She asked angrily, crossing her arms over her chest, her eyes looked pained and angry at the same time. "Derek?!"

"I'm sorry, okay. I'm sorry!" He said, and he meant it, "I thought I was doing you a good."

"A good." She scoffed and rolled her eyes, "How is keeping me away from what I love a 'good'?!"

"I don't know Addison, I just thought maybe… maybe you'd be less stressed, maybe you wouldn't have to deal with stupid interns and stop feeling bad because of the stares the hospital staff has given you since you arrived, maybe you'd be well rested and calm, free of responsibilities… I was wrong, apparently. And I'm deeply sorry I didn't let you know."

"We could have discussed this, Derek." She said, sounding less angry, "I understand your concern, but you could have told me, you could have let me know how you felt. Jesus Derek, is there anything else you're hiding?!"

"Look who's speaking." He scoffed.

That was a cheap shot.

"You did not just say that."

"Maybe I did."

She put on the slippers she came in with and grabbed the car keys, "I'll be available for you when you stop this childish behavior." Addison warned, and left the attendings lounge, presumably going home for a hot bath tub and the rest of the coffee ice cream there was left on the freezer.

He was surprised when he came home and she was there, he had a feeling she might have went to spend the night at the Archfield, but she was there. Doc was lying on the carpet near the sofa and she was nowhere to be seen, but there was the sound of someone walking around and grabbing something.

"Addison?"

She walked inside the living room with a pillow on her left hand and a blanket on her right hand, "I just fed Doc, so you might want to go walk him and then you can come back to sleep…" She threw the pillow and the blanket to the couch, "...on the couch."

"You're kidding."

She raised her eyebrows at him, "I'm not. You know where the leash is, I'll go take a shower." She said, showing a tight smile at him, walking back inside their room.

Derek did as told and went out with Doc, not because his wife told him to, but because maybe he needed some time to organize his ideas for the perfect apology. If Addison was making him sleep on the couch that meant that she was pretty pissed.

During Derek's walk with Doc, Addison layed in bed after her shower, her phone on her lap, and her thoughts confused as to what to do next. She could call Savvy and talk to her after a ten minute lecture on 'Why Haven't You Called Me?!', but it would be worth it if afterwards they could have a civilized conversation on 'Let's All Be Against Derek' club. So she dialed her number and waited for it to ring.

"Hey Sav." She replied softly, her lips curling to a slight smile.

A scoff replied, "Why haven't you called me? I was worried about you."

"Motherhood is keeping me busy?" Addison jokes, expecting to light the mood, not only to Sav who seems pretty pissed, but also for herself.

"How's the Montgomery-Shepherd fella doing?" Savvy said, her tone softening.

"Me or the baby?" Addison teased, letting out a soft chuckle.

"Both."

Addison smiled, running a hand through her belly, "Baby is doing fine."

"Aw, I'm glad to hear that, what about you? Everything okay with Addison-and-Derek?"

Addison sighed, "Well, has your husband ever hid from you the fact that you're wanted back at a firm after you've resigned and you regret it?"

"You quit?!" Savvy exclaimed, surprised to hear this.

"I did. That's not the point," She continued, "...the point is that he knew how much I regretted it and still never told me Richard wanted me back. So now I sent him to walk the dog and I'm making him sleep on the couch."

"Did he tell you why?" She asked, a little worried about her best friend's relationship.

"He said it was something about 'doing me a good', less stress or something… But I love surgery, it was misery not holding a scalpel, you know?"

"Addie…" Savvy hesitated.

Addison scoffed and had to roll her eyes at this, she knew that tone, "You're on his side, Sav? Really?"

"I'm not on his side, I'm on your side, but I'm also an extra in this whole thing and let me tell you, he did that not to cause a damage, but to try to cause a 'good' as he told you. He was caring about you. It is okay for you to be upset with him, you just have to understand he tried to take care of you."

"He could have told me, at least a little alert."

"You know Derek, he's rather keep things like this than speaking them up."

"Yeah that's Derek." Addison giggled at the clear definition of her husband. "Was I being too rough?"

"Nah, you were having a normal reaction, you two will figure it out anyway, you always do."

"Yeah… How are you and Weiss?"

Savvy giggled and replied in that sweet voice that meant she was smiling, "We're doing good, pretty good. He likes the new girls, but not as much as the original ones." Savvy chuckles, "I miss you Ads."

"I miss you too." Addison said, biting her lower lip.

"There's something we have to discuss by the way, am I becoming a godmother?" Sav turned serious.

"I don't know yet," Addison laughed, "We haven't discussed that yet, we barely have potential baby names, Sav." Addison shrugged.

"Alright, but you must tell me if I have a baptism to plan or… those sorts of things."

Addison rolled her eyes dramatically and held back a chuckle, "Sav, you wouldn't have to worry about those things even if we choose you as godmother."

"Still, I'll help." And suddenly she gasped and talked quickly: "Ad, I'll have to call you back."

"Seductive Weiss?" Addison snorted, giggling.

"Yeah, yeah. Gotta go, bye." Savvy said, her voice acquiring a different tone.

"Bye." Addison said, the call ending afterwards.

He came home, a little late than he expected since he decided to go to the trailer and just take a while to think about the situation. He thought maybe the free time would help Addison calm down and help him as well. He cared too much that he made a stupid mistake and he was ready to beg for mercy. Derek was surprised to come back to their apartment and find the lights off, he lighted them on, and found what was supposed to be his sleeping spot with no blanket or pillow, but a little note that said, 'I'm sorry. I forgive you. - A'.

He smiled and took off Doc's leash, walking towards their room, he knocked softly twice and no response, so he just opened the door and walked in. She was there, on her light green fluffy robe, lying on bed, watching TV with a bowl filled of ice cream and what he thought were… pieces of french fries?

"Hi." She replied, her mouth full of that half creamy, half crunchy snack she had invented out of an impulsive craving.

"French fries and coffee ice cream?" He chuckled.

"Don't judge me, I'm fabricating a human being." She said, pointing at him with the spoon.

He held both his hands up, "Alright, alright. Am I allowed to sit next to you?"

"You are." She winked at him and watched him sit next to her.

Slowly and shyly, she moved closed towards him and rested her head on the nook of his neck and shoulder. He wrapped his arm around her torso and pulled her closer, kissing her temple, "Thank you for caring." She said above a whisper.

"I'm sorry I kept you out of the OR." He said, "And you don't have to thank me."

"I forgive you, and I love you for not getting upset that I spoiled your favorite ice cream with my french fries."

"Don't worry, it's decaf anyway."

"I love you." She looked up into his eyes, "i'm still a little mad but I love you."

"I love you too." He smiled softly at her.

"I spoke to Richard, starting monday I'm back at Seattle Grace."

"Really?" He asked, a little unsure this is a good idea at all, but managed to put on a slight smile when she looked up at him.

She managed to peck his lips and smile at him with those charming teeth showing, "Yeah!" She said, a little too excited, looking back at the TV screen, some bizarre TV show was on.

Derek's smile faded away but just held onto her and just concentrated on the present, them, together, the three of them… never mind, four of them if they count Doc.

HIIIIIIIIIIIII - sorry for my long break. I missed writing and I'm truly sorry I was dead for so long lmao, but i'm sorta back i think. I'll try to write more one shots for 'Another Marriage Story', and I'll try to continue this story. I received a couple reviews about the baby's gender and AGREED! It's definitely going to be a boy, I just wanted to write that one chapter to surprise y'all, but well…. no surprise anymore :(

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