Author's Note: Well… the site wouldn't let me update yesterday so I have to update today. HAPPY NEW YEAR'S! 2006. Now a word from me:

Chelseagrey: sits down in front of the computer, turns on 'are you gonna be my girl' by jet and prepares to write her new chapter. She speaks on the phone with her friend about 2005 and New Year's.

Friend (I prefer not to reveal her name.): "So what is your plan for New Year's? A special treat in mind? Someone to kiss at midnight?"

Chelseagrey: "No… of course not… I'm not having or going to a party this year."

Friend, shocked: "YOU not having or going to a party! I need to:say's person's name:call about this! It's a miracle. But tell me. What are your plans?"

Chelseagrey: "I'm going to blow out the floating candles in the punch bowl and wish for my daydreams to come true, a new ipod I can watch LOST on, and the ownership of Grey's Anatomy."

Friend: "Uhhhh, I hate to burst your bubble, my abercrombie loving friend but… there are no floating candles in the punch bowl on New Year's."

Chelseagrey: "WHAT!" I exclaim enraged. How will I ever get to my daydreams?

Friend: "Yes… it's true. I have to go… it's my mom's birthday and I want cake."

Chelseagrey: "SAVE ME A CANDLE!"

But it is too late. She is gone.

Enjoy the chapter.

P.S. What you have just read is a result of a ½ pound bar of chocolate (COUGH COUGH :says person's name:) and pepsi.

Joe's Bar 6:25 pm

Meredith walked into Joe's casually searching around for Derek. She breathes a sigh of relief seeing that he is late as always. She walks up to Joe.

"Hey. The usual tequila?"

"Actually no."

"Oh my god. Someone…anyone tell me that Meredith had brain surgery or something. Are you pregnant again?"

"Haha but no Joe. I just need to keep my senses up tonight."

"Ahhhh, McDreamy knows about Madison."

"He knows."

"Well what can I get you?"

"A plane ticket to Vegas."

"I meant drinkwise."

"Uhhh, I'll have a martini."

"So unlike you. Man this is weird."

"Yeah. It is."

"So what are you talking to him for?"

"He wants to spend time with Madison."

"And you didn't tell her that Derek was her father."

"Joe… I don't know what to do."

Joe hands Meredith her drink as he looks to the door as he hears the bell ring. A wave of release hit him when he saw that it wasn't McDreamy. He could talk to Meredith about this. Madison was like his niece.

"Mer, he is her father."

"But I can't just shove Derek in her face. I need to protect her. What if he leaves again? Joe… I don't want Madison to ever go through the pain that I went through. That I'm going through. Isn't there an easy way out of this?"

"You could run."

"Yeah-."

"But then you would die with the guilt of never letting Madison know her father. You could have told him that you were pregnant but you decided not to. This is your second chance. Don't throw it away."

"I just don't know what to do about it."

"How about a dinner?"

Meredith looked up at Joe, her head nodding in approval.

"Dinner?"

"Yeah. Just the three of you. You could tell Madison before, during, after; whatever tickles your fancy really but have Derek there so he can help her, explain what happened."

"You know… you are way too smart to be a bartender."

"But here I am anyway."

"Yeah… thanks Joe. Um, I'm going to a table. I'll tell you the result of this later."

"Aww come on… I wanna hear."

"No Joe."

Meredith walked off to the booth near the corner of the bar and silently awaiting the arrival of her child's father.

Derek strolled into the bar, his heart beating a thousand miles a minute. He spotted Joe and walked up to him.

"He returns."

"Thanks Joe."

"What can I do for ya? Scotch?"

"Naahhh. Just a beer. I need to keep up my senses."

"Now where have I heard that from?"

"Uhhh, have you seen Meredith?"

Joe set the beer on the counter.

"Corner over there."

Derek drew in a deep breath, picked up his beer and walked over to his lover.

When Derek reached the table, he saw Meredith shaking almost as much as he was.

"Hi Derek."

"Meredith." He nodded his head in greeting.

"I'm sure your about to play some, I'm-her-father-and-she's-my-daughter argument but I have a… a suggestion."

"Alright." Derek took a seat and noticed how much his hands were shaking as he drank his beer.

"I'm thinking that this weekend, Saturday, you should come over and have dinner with Madison and I. We could break the news to her gently that way. About you being her father I mean. Then she could either be mad at me and go to you or be mad at you and never speak to you again. Either way, if she does take a liking to you, then we could try to work something out. I'm not guaranteeing anything. She's a stubborn child, much like her father and as much as I resent the fact, me. So what do you think?"

"I would love to do that."

"Okay. Is there anything you want to know about Madison?"

"Anything you want to tell me."

"Alright just let me get a new drink."

"Tell Joe it's on me okay Mer?"

"Trying to take advantage again? Reliving the past?"

"We will see where the night takes us."

Meredith walked off to the counter. The worst is over.

Joe served Meredith the second he could.

"So… how did it go?"

"He said okay to the dinner. Thanks Joe."

"Don't mention it Mer."

"I think I'll take that tequila. 4 shots would be good. Oh and it's on McDreamy too."

"I see that some neurosurgeon is bringing back the past."

"I might not let him get that far."

"Harsh. But I'm proud of you."

"Thanks a lot Joe. I really appreciate the support."

Derek breathed in as Meredith walked back to the table. He smiled as he saw the tequila. It was a good thing that she didn't change that much.

"Tequila? Whose trying to bring back the night now?"

"Can we just talk about Madison?"

"Sure. Tell me anything you want about her."

"She's four and a half. A lot like you. Physically, you can find out at dinner… mentally. Well she has bad asthma. She's strong and supportive. But she lacks comfort…"

"Lacks comfort?"

"She never is really comforted."

"Really?"

"Well one night…"

Meredith had just arrived home from an exhausting shift. She had been working for 24 hours without sleep or food. She laid down in tiredness and suddenly heard her door swing open.

"MOMMY!"
Meredith jumped off her bed and calmed down when she saw Madison but filled up with worry.

"Yes Maddie?"

"I couldn't sleep."

"Climb in baby."

Madison climbed into bed with her mother and snuggled against her and pulled her teddy bear close.

"Are you okay now?"

"No…"

"Well what's wrong sweetheart?"
"I feel empty."

Empty. Those words had brought back memories. It reminded her of when Derek left and when she removed ten dollheads from a patient who ingested them. It was the feeling that was attached to her since Derek left. Even though Madison filled her heart with joy, she missed his smile, piercingly beautiful eyes, and the way that he made her feel. Really feel. Like feel the wind on her face. Like their love. (Yes… A Walk To Remember. But what can I say? It's a great line.) Now, she hears her daughter say it.

"Why? Why do you feel empty?"

"There's something missing. Like a daddy."

"And there were more incidents after that. I didn't know what to do. I would tell her that things are okay. We have a house, friends, food, clothes. She was never really comfortable when she felt empty. But who really is? But even when I comfort her… it's just she always says that it's not enough."

"A sink with an open drain huh?"

"Exactly."

"So…"

"I should go. I need to spend sometime with Maddie. See you this weekend."

"Your shots."

Meredith raised the first shot and toasted.

"To Madison."

Derek nodded as they both drank the shots.

"Oh… Mer?"

"Yeah?"

"I had a patient today… Mr. Forgo. Says that you were his student in college. One of the best."

"Mr. Forgo… I remember him. He was my English professor."

"He wants you to stop by."

"I'll stop by tomorrow. Thanks Derek. See you around."

"You too."

Meredith walked back into the streets of Seattle while Derek leaned back, afraid of the dinner he would have to face Saturday. He would have to face he daughter and he was scared. Scared of being rejected.

Alrighty. I hope you enjoyed that. Review and I will update! Anyway I have a question for you all:

DO YOU WANT ME TO WRITE A VALENTINE'S DAY FIC?

Let me know in your almighty reviews! Thanks for the support. I really appreciate. I'll try to reply to your review individually but school starts soon and I have a stupid geometry test. Damned shapes. Anyway…

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