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.
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The end. For all intents and purposes, Derek's mom is a stately woman living in NYC. We thought that they said on the show that his dad died. His other sisters will come in later. The sequel (name pending) should be up by Wednesday at the latest. LOOK FOR IT.
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The Upper East Side apartment screamed East Coast breeding. There was something distinctly WASP-y about it, like it was lived in by the matriarch of a family who summered in the Hamptons and Nantucket, and often visited friend's country houses in Connecticut.
The woman inside this apartment was not, as it may have seemed particularly snobby or elitist. She was painstakingly polite, and cultured, but not stuck up. She was blessed too. She lost her husband, and it was hard, terrible. They had been together for almost all of their lives, and she had loved him, heart and soul, and everything else.
But she had beautiful children. They lived out every legacy she could have dreamed up for them. She had good years. A lot of good years. But now, she had fallen into a routine. A nice routine, but a routine at that.
The days of unexpected jolts, surprises and things would turn the world upside down were gone. Those were the days of youth, the early years of marriage, and the years were you were the anchor for your children in the world.
After her husband died, she realized it was likely the next big surprise in her life would be her own death. It was morose in a way, but also fascinating.
That was what she thought. That the rest of her life, however long or short that it may be, would be routine, would be normalcy.
And then her son called, and shattered the routine.
"Derek!" she exclaimed, picking up the phone.
"Hey, mom." He said.
She bit her lip and smiled into the phone. "To what do I owe the pleasure? It's not a Sunday. It's not my birthday, and I know that Dr. Burke is going to be the next chief of surgery. So really, I couldn't imagine what would warrant a mid week, surprise evening phone call."
Derek could practically hear the smile through his mother's voice. "It's not Sunday?" he asked, feigning confusion.
"Derek Shepherd. What is it?"
"Check your mail tomorrow, Mom."
"I check my mail every day Derek. It's a custom that I, living in a nation where it is federal crime to assault a postal worker, have become accustomed to."
Derek laughed. "Don't forget tomorrow."
"What's coming tomorrow, Derek?"
"An invitation."
"Oh you've finally taken to afternoon tea."
"Hardly, mother. But I thought you'd like to be invited to my wedding."
Several hundred miles north of New York City, in the affluent town of Darien, Connecticut, another phone rang.
"Hi Mom." The woman said, checking the caller ID before picking up.
"Nancy. Derek is getting married."
"To who?"
"Meredith Grey."
"The one he left Addie for?"
"The one he left Addie for. He called to tell me they've set a date and the family will all be getting their invitations tomorrow. Nancy, I need a favor."
"You want me to go check on the brother?"
"Seattle's a lovely city."
"Yes, Mom, I love anywhere it rains nine months out of the year."
"Nancy, please. I'll come up and watch the boys while you go."
"Oh mother. I'm on US Air's website right now."
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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