Title: One Hell Of A Racket

Authors: Sara And Lizzie

Rating: T for language, mild sex

Disclaimer: we don't own grey's anatomy, or any anatomies but our own at that.

Summary: Sequel to Sound And Fury. Mark and Addison come back to Seattle, and chaos ensues. Forget the internship- there's sex, lies, jealousy and procreation to deal with it.

Author's Note: We couldn't let go of Sound, so we decided to write a sequel. Review.

TWO VERY IMPORTANT NOTES! READ: We made a vague reference to this in chapter 13 to the fact that three months have passed since the Derek-Addison liplock incident. Just to clear that up.

VERY IMPORTANT NOTE NUMBER TWO: We're proposing a challenge to all of you. NAME THE SEQUEL. We want to keep with the 'noise' theme. Sound And Fury, One Hell Of A Racket and….??? Let us know.

Also, do you really think Derek is going to let everyone else plan his proposal? Pick out the ring? Give the man a little credit.

But for now, enjoy this.

There must have been some sort of cosmic alignment of the moon and stars, because somehow, none of them were on call. And that never happened.

They took over Joe's. The woman- Callie, Meredith, Izzie, Cristina and Addison sat along the bar, taking shots, drinking girlie mixed drinks, and laughing at one another.

Their men- George, Derek, Alex, Burke and Mark, drank what they hoped were manly drinks and threw darts at the board, watching the girls, and worrying they were all comparing their penis sizes or something.

Derek sighed. For the last two weeks, he had heard nothing but plans. Ring plans, proposing plans, honeymoon plans. He felt the box in his pocket, the ring he had somehow managed to pick out himself. He had no idea when he was going to propose, but he knew that when the right time came, he would be able to feel it.

And he felt it now. Here, in the bar where they met, the place that started it all. He watched her tip back a shot and laugh at something Cristina said. He stood up and walked up behind her barstool.

"Hey Mer." He called.

She turned around in her stool. "Yea?" she asked, eyes shining, smile wide.

"Get up for a sec." he suggested. She looked at him strangely and smiled, but she hopped down off her stool anyway.

"Meredith." Derek said. "Do you remember where we met?"

She smiled inquisitively at him. "Um, right here?"

Mark looked at over and nudged Burke. "What is he doing?"

Burke made a face and shook his head. "It's Shepherd. He's probably going to propose in the bar or something."

Mark shook his head. "Please. He learned from me. He's not that stup-…."

They both watched as Derek reached into his pocket. "Okay, he is that stupid." Mark said. The four remaining men watched, arms folded, faces smirking.

"Derek…?" Meredith questioned. Before she could figure out what to ask, he was dropping down to one knee.

"Oh my God." Addison said, pinching the bride of her nose.

"Oh my God." Izzie and Cristina chimed in unison.

"Oh my God." Meredith breathed.

He opened the box and smiled at her. "Meredith Grey, will you marry me?"

"Uhhh…" she stammered.

Mark choked back laughter. Cristina threw her hands in the air. "Seriously, Mer?"

Meredith nodded. "Yes." The bar burst into cheers as Derek slid the ring on Meredith's finger and kissed her.

"Champagne for everyone!" Mark shouted, and miraculously, Joe produced a bottle.

Mark poured a glass and handed it to Addison. She shook her head. "Come on, babe." Mark urged. "It's celebratory."

Addison shook her head. "I can't, Mark."

Mark snorted. "You can't drink champagne? Please Addison, if anyone can go through a bottle of Cristal, it's you. Not that I don't think it's very, very sexy."

Addison looked at him, panicked. He had seen this panic once before, and only once.

"Oh my God." He said lightly.

"I'm pregnant." Addison said.

Meredith spun around. "You're what?"

Check out our other fics: "Forever And A Day", "Crumpled Up Promises", "A Tale Of Two Cities" and "Keeping The Faith."

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