Here's your chapter six as promised. lol. I actually got 12 reviews. I wasn't serious about that but ya'll just totally made my day. I officially love you all. Enjoy this chapter.
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Addison walked into the hospital just as she would have three and a half years ago. Like nothing had changed. She started over to the front desk but was stopped by people talking to her.
"Addison?" Derek had stopping in his tracks and was staring at her. Was it Return of the Exes or something? What was she doing there?
"Derek, do you know where Meredith is?" she asked him, none to politely.
"Meredith?" he questioned, more confused that she was using such a tone of friendship with the woman who stole him away from her.
"Yeah, you know, Meredith Grey. Your ex-girlfriend," she asked, tapping her foot impatiently.
"I… Don't know… What are doing here? Looking for Meredith?" he was thoroughly confused by this point. He had defiantly missed something.
"Addison," Christina's voice cut into the conversion and Addison turned and walked away from Derek without so much as a goodbye, leaving him with his mouth hanging open.
"Hey, Christina, where's Meredith? She called last night and I was on the first plane here," Addison informed her.
"Yeah, she and Derek had a screaming match and it upset Jacob," Christina filled Addison in, leading her to Thatcher Grey's room.
They got to the room and Christina turned to walk away, "I'll see you later, Addison."
"Yeah," she replied before heading into the room and shutting the door. "Hey, Grey."
Meredith turned around and smiled at Addison. She knew she'd be coming after she called about the fight she had already had with Derek, "Hey Addison."
"You are here less than twenty-four hours and you already get into a fight," she joked, hoping to lighten Meredith's mood a little. Meredith let out a small laugh and Addison continued, "So, where's the big guy at?"
"Izzie has the day off, she's watching him. So, they are at the house. By the way, Izzie can room with me and you can have her room for a few days," Meredith told her.
"Sounds good. But, what about George?" Addison asked.
"He moved back in with Callie about six months ago, right before they came to visit," Meredith replied, settling back in the chair and looking at her father. "I'd best get out of here anyways."
"I'm sure Izzie probably baked a house during Jacob's nap time, so we might as well go and eat it," Allison joked, remembering when Izzie came to visit and cooked enough muffins to last them two months. (Though they didn't between the people at the clinic, the hospital, Meredith, and Addison)
"I bet," Meredith stood up and headed out of the room, almost running straight into Mark.
"Hello Meredith, and hello Addison. To what occasion do I owe this visit? Besides the fact that Derek's an ass," Mark commented.
"Nope, that pretty much covers it," Addison replied.
"Hey, after shift can I come by and see Jacob?" Mark asked Meredith.
"Sure, he'll be happy to see you again. Can you tell Christina and George to come over? I'm going to make Izzie cook a big dinner. Oh yeah, and Callie," she told him.
"Sure," he shrugged. "See ya, Mer. See ya, Addi."
"Bye," they both replied as he walked off.
Derek had just overheard it. Well, most of it. Starting at Mark asking Meredith to come over and see Jacob. When did they get so close? And, why wasn't Mark surprised to see Addison? And who is Jacob? This is something he has to find out.
He turned away as Mark walked away. He had stuff to do. He couldn't get that conversation out of his head. He had to find this out. One way or another…
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"Izzie, I'm home. With a friend. And, we are looking for cake," Meredith called as they came through the door.
"Nope," Izzie replied coming out of the kitchen. "The cake is for after dinner. Oh, and hi, Addison."
"Hey, Izzie. And, good reply, 'cause Meredith is going to make you make a very large dinner," Addison replied.
"Who's all coming?" Izzie asked as they followed her back to the kitchen so she could figure out what to cook.
"Christina, George, Callie, Mark, and us. Do you think I should have invited Lexie?" Meredith asked them.
"Why? I thought you couldn't stand her," Addison replied.
"Yeah, I know. It's just, with our dad and everything, I feel like she could use some family," Meredith admitted before picking up the phone. "I've decided… Hi Lexie… yeah I know, a surprise… Well, we are kinda having a dinner at my house and I was wondering if you wanted to come… Seven… Okay bye…"
"Okay, so eight and half people," Izzie said more to herself than anyone else.
"Half a person?" Meredith rose and eyebrow.
"Well, Jacob may eat a lot but he won't eat as much as one of us," Izzie explained before shooing them out of the kitchen.
Dinner came and afterwards they were all sitting around the living room talking and eating cake, Jacob half asleep in Mark's arms. Addison, Meredith, and Christina were piled on the couch. Callie was sitting in one chair, Izzie in the other, Lexie in a rocker they'd drug in, and George, Alex, Mark were on the floor.
The doorbell rang and Meredith looked around. Everyone was there that would visiting her. So, who would be at the door? She sighed, she knew who it'd be, "I got this."
She stood up walked to the door, throwing the door open and crossing her arms in front of her, glaring at Derek, "What?"
"Well, I just thought…" he started but was cut off and this time not from Meredith.
"Mommy!" came the loud cry from the front room followed by several sobs and lots of movement.
Meredith turned around and started towards the front room, Derek took the step in and saw the front room full of his co-workers and a crying toddler in Mark's arms.
Meredith squatted in front of Mark, holding out her arms and taking the boy from him. She whispered in the boy's ear and rocked him gently in her arms. He quieted down quickly and Meredith handed him to Addison.
She looked up to Derek staring at them. Everyone else had gone to staring at the two of them. She stood up and walked past him grabbing his arm and pulling him outside, "Follow me."
"Who is that?" Derek asked, his voice quiet.
"He's my son. His name is Jacob," she answered her voice just as quiet.
"Who's is he?" Derek asked, though he thought he knew the answer.
She turned her head away, "The father isn't in his life and I don't want him there."
"Who's is he?" Derek asked, getting frustrated at her.
"It doesn't matter," she turned and glared at him. "He's mine. That's all that matters. The father is blank on the birth certificate, and it'll stay that way," she lied.
"You grew up without a father, Meredith. You know what it's like. You are making him do the same. Think about it," Derek told her turning away.
"He has something I didn't. He has a mom. And, a Mark, a George, an Alex, a Christina, an Izzie, and an Addison. He has more than I ever had," she said, causing him to stall. "We don't need you."
She saw him nod before he walked away. She turned to the door, a few tears running down her cheek. She opened the door and walked back into the front room. She'd have to relay what was said, but she was pretty sure they wouldn't make her right away.
Chapter 6. Hope you liked it. It was kinda angst-y at the end. It made me upset. Poor Derek.
I'm not sure where I am actually going with next chapter... It'll be somewhere around...
Up next: Talks. Decisions. And, admissions.