Here's your next chapter. I was afraid I wouldn't get it up today. So, here you go.
Disclaimer: I own neither GA not PP.
"Hey, so, remember she'll be back in a few days. I'll be back in a months or so," Addison was talking in hushed tones to Mark before she and Meredith got on the plane to return to LA. "When she gets back, can you keep an eye on her. Make sure she doesn't do anything stupid. I have this weird feeling that she wants Derek to fight for Jacob. I know it sounds crazy, but I think she needs to feel that he's committed to this. So, in order to prove that, he's going to have to fight for the right to see his son. To gain her trust back. And, try to get some sense in Derek. Figure out what his problem is."
"Cause, you know, we don't want to put too much responsibility on me or anything," he replied sarcastically. Addison glared at him and he put his hands up in defense, "Relax. You know that I'll watch out for her. Her and Jacob. You have nothing to worry about. And, as for Derek, maybe throwing around some random talk about Jacob will help."
"Don't you do anything stupid either," she warned him. "Now, I'll see you in a month. And, I expect calls to tell me how things are going, just in case Meredith withholds information. She does that sometimes."
"Yes, Addi. Now go before you miss you're plane. I will begin the mission promptly," he joked with a smile.
"Beautiful day, isn't Derek?" Mark smiled as he entered the lounge and grabbed a water out of the fridge. "It makes you want to help someone, whether it's with a new face or opening their head."
"I think this is the most you have spoken to me in about two and a half years," Derek replied bitterly. Mark threw him a look and Derek glared at him, "You knew. Two years and you knew? What kind of friend are you?"
"You've asked me that before. I don't remember when, but it was asked," Mark replied, this conversation was already going in the direction he wanted.
"Maybe it was when you slept with my wife. You know, I don't get what's wrong with you. You sleep with my wife and then come here. Then, you find out that the love of my life has had my kid and you don't tell me. Instead, you run around behind my back playing father figure to him, and doing who knows what else with his mother," Derek narrowed his eyes.
"First off, Meredith is my friend. Strictly my friend. We've never engaged in anything that might suggest otherwise. And, I'm not playing father figure. I'm playing the 'uncle that comes over and spoils the hell out of the kid' figure. Meredith doesn't want anyone else playing father figure. She just doesn't trust you," Mark replied, now angry with what Derek was saying. "You have broke so many promises to her, Derek. She told me that every freaking time she started to trust you, you broke her."
"You have no right to be talking about trust and promises, Mark," the anger in Derek's voice was all so obvious. "You freaking slept with my wife. You broke a promise to me."
"Technically, I never actually promised to not sleep with her. I can keep promises. I'm actually rather skilled at it," Mark was back at his taunting game, he was still trying to get the reaction he wanted out of Derek.
"Really? Name one good promise you kept," Derek dared him.
"I kept the promise when I promise Meredith that I wouldn't tell you about Jacob," he said simply and Derek's eyes cast downward for a fraction of a second. Mark continued, "She was in tears, man. Begging me not to tell you that time when I followed Christina down there. She's scared. That's what you need to understand. She's not trying to be stubborn or selfish or anything like that. She's just scared. She's not going to come back to you. I agree with Addi, I'm not saying it's right what she's doing. But, I understand, given her reasoning. It's her choice. In a couple years, it'll be Jacob's choice. But, right now, you've done nothing to prove to her you are committed. You've done nothing to prove you won't break another promise and be out of Jacob's life as fast as you enter it. Remember she had that done to her when her father walked out on her and her mother. You haven't even fought. And, every day you don't, it tells her more and more that you may not whole-heartedly be in this."
"I just found out I have a kid and the mother doesn't want me in their lives. Do I not get a chance to think this over?" Derek asked and watched as Mark shrugged, exiting the room.
"We are going to go back and live up there with everybody. Would you like that? Living near Uncle Mark and Aunt Christina?" Meredith asked Jacob as she put his clothes into a box.
"Yay!" Jacob clapped his hands excitedly and giggled. "Mark and Chrissy. Addi?"
Meredith poked his nose, "She'll come and visit us. You'll be fine with that won't you? We won't see her every day."
"Otay," he sighed, picking up the bear Mark had gotten him on his first birthday and holding onto it tightly.
"Jacob, would you want to meet your daddy?" she asked him, closing up the box and picking up the two years old.
"Daddy?" he cocked his head to the side.
"Yeah," she nodded with a smile, though a tear slipped from her eye and started to fall down he cheek.
He poked it and looked at his mother, "Daddy make you sad?"
"No, honey. Don't worry about it? Okie Dokie?" she said poking Jacob in the stomach as he nodded, causing him to laugh. "Hmmm, tickles?" he shook his head but she poked him again, once again causing laughing.
"Meredith," Addison's voice called through the now almost empty house. In the two days they'd been back, they had gotten most of it packed up. Now, just boxes littered the house.
"Up here, Add," Meredith called down to her friend who appeared at the door a couple seconds later. "Just finishing up some packing. Got it all now. Guess we are heading home and leaving the rest to the moving guys."
"They should be here tomorrow morning to pack everything into the trucks. And, you'll be on your plane back before they even leave," Addison told her. She looked at her and saw the look in her friend's eyes, "No. No, no, no, no, no. Don't even think about changing your mind. You've made your decision and you are going back."
"It's just that, Derek apparently doesn't want this bad enough if he's not going to do anything about it. Not that I'm saying I want him to, I'm just saying he's not," Meredith started rambling.
"Mer, you're doing it. Again," Addison said, effectively shutting Meredith up. "Now, we went over this, he's Derek. He's probably logically thinking it all through. So, get to bed. I'll drive you to the airport tomorrow."
"Okay, okay. See ya later. Oh, don't forget to sit in front of Dell and shift like once a week. Or maybe month after you come and visit me," Meredith laughed standing up and Addison smiled and shook her head.
Addison had taken her to the airport and dropped her off in time for her plane. She'd sat waiting, every second convincing herself not to turn around and run out of the airport. She'd finally boarded and made it home where Christina met her and drove her to her house.
That's where she sat now, late at night. Jacob was asleep and the movers had already moved her stuff back into the house and some of it into storage. They had ultimately decided that Izzie would move into Alex's room until they found a different place and moved out of Meredith's house. But, they were fine for the time being.
"You going to bed soon?" Izzie asked coming from the kitchen that she'd just cleaned up after desert.
"In a little bit," Meredith answered. "I got to soon, I start back tomorrow."
"Good. We've missed you working there. Night," Izzie said as she started up the stairs.
"Night," Meredith replied, but didn't move from her spot on the couch. She stayed there for about another hour before getting up. As her foot hit the bottom stair, someone knocked on the door and she turned to answer it. She pulled it open and the same person was standing there for the third time.
"I want to know him. I don't want to wait. I want to know him now. His birthday, which I've deduced to be around September and the color he likes the most. It all, and I don't want to wait," Derek told her, breathing heavily.
Haha, there you go. The part you have been waiting for. Derek to stand up for what he wants.
I may not be able to get something up tomorrow. I'll try. It's just depends on if I can.
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