Hello guys,
I found this story on my computer ... I wrote it some time ago with Antoni.
Is someone interested in still reading it?
I would love to hear your feedback.
Love.
Thousand years – Chapter 2
1996 – 1st year residency
Derek, Mark and Addison were sitting in the cafeteria for their lunch break. They saw the new interns whispering.
Mark looked at Addison. "Hey Adds, are you jealous by the way?"
Addison looked at him wired. "Why?"
"What the hell are they looking at me all the time?" Derek asked slightly annoyed, but kind of feeling good about it as well.
"Haven't you heard what the new interns call your husband?" Mark asked her.
"The McDreamy thing?" Addison said laughing.
"McDreamy?" Derek asked confused.
"They call you McDreamy." Addison said giggling.
"Seriously." A wide smile spread his lips.
"Oh come on, you like that?!" Addison mocked him. "I guess we have to call him that too Mark."
"McDreamy." He said cheesily. "Dr. McDreamy, can I work with you today?"
"Oh shut up." He told them.
"McDreamy would you really, pretty please give me one of your chips? I'm really sure they are much more delicious than my own." Addison said in her best girly voice.
"McDreamy, will you go out for a drink tonight?" Mark said sounding pretty much gay in that moment.
"And after that would you McDreamy have some really great sex with me?" Addison said now laughing really hard.
"Oh can I join you McDreamy. In for a threesome McDreamy?" Mark added.
Addison laughed and threw a chip at Mark.
"What Addie? Don´t you want to share McDreamy with me?" He pouted and threw the chip back.
"No! He's my McDreamy!" Addison said like a teen-girl.
"Can you please stop that." Derek asked them annoyed. "Seriously, you act like teenager!"
"McDreamy, but I love you." Mark continued and burst in to laughter.
"McDreamy I love you more!" Addison tried her best not to laugh out too loud.
"McDreamy, I want to sleep with you." Mark went on giggling like a girl.
Addison threw some more chips at him. She couldn't say anything, she laughed too much.
The only one not having fun was Derek in this situation. But he was happy that Addison and Mark got along so well. They were the most important people in his life.
Addison nearly fell of her chair laughing. "Oh come on Derek! It's funny!"
Mark nodded confirming what Addison just had said. He had trouble breathing, because he was laughing so heavily.
"You ... have ... to ... breath ... sometimes, you ... know!" Addison advised Mark.
Mark doubled up with laughter nodding.
Addison looked at Derek. "Oh come on, laugh with us. We know you want it!"
He simply looked at them, less than thrilled and concentrated on eating.
Addison finally sat back to normal again. "Ok, ok ... Mark, let's be serious!" She tried her best not to laugh.
"Can you forgive us McDreamy?" Mark laughed.
When Addison heard that she had to laugh out again.
"There you are. I already thought you left me for Mark." Derek greeted her jealous.
Addison kissed him. "Are you jealous?"
"Why would I?"
"Oh come on, we only made a bit fun. Are you mad?"
"Yes I actually am."
"Oh come on, don't be. I really like you best."
He felt stupid for being jealous but couldn`t help it.
Addison kissed him. "Normally you two team up against me. It was nice to be on the other side on time."
"It`s mostly you and I against Mark." he told her.
"Yeah, but there was a time in med school, when you teamed up against me and I was really serious about the sex part earlier ..." She told him smiling.
"I`m not exactly in the mood."
"Oh come on Derek, if it would be Mark or me, who was called McDreamy you would have make fun of it too, wouldn't you?"
"I would have declared them immature and not supported them."
Addison rolled her eyes. She noticed he was jealous. "So, you really think because of that I would like Mark better?"
"No, but.." she cut him off, when she kissed him. "I love you and it was only fun earlier. Promise."
"Addie, I...I want a baby." He suddenly blurred.
Addison looked at him in shock. "What?"
"I know we didn`t really plan it yet but, I really want a baby with you."
"Now?" Addison was still in a shock.
"Sure, why not?"
"Derek, we just reached residency."
"I know, but there`ll never be the perfect time so, why not just now?"
"We don't have an own home ... I mean I really like this flat, but it would be really too small if we were three people."
"Don`t make it the flats fault. If you don`t want a baby, just tell me." He said very disappointed and angry as well.
"Derek, I really want a baby. I just don't think now would be the best time."
"And when will be the best time for it Addison?"
"I don't know, I just ... I don't want to fall behind now. Can we wait for a little while? I really want to have children."
"For how long exactly do you want to wait Addison?"
"Derek let's just finish residency. And have a flat. Or a house."
"And then there`s a fellowship and thousands of other things in the way. And seriously, a house is the smallest problem. As long as the kid is a baby, this flat is enough."
"Maybe ... but Derek ... do you only want this because of today?"
"No, I`ve been thinking about it for a while now. We`re married for over a year already and a couple for almost 6 years. Why can`t we just think about the next logical step? Nae and Sam have Maya." he stated.
"But you can't say that they really planned that."
"So? They are happy aren`t they?"
"Derek, listen, I really want to have your children, just ... can't we practice a little bit longer?"
"I just don´t want to be old when I have my first child. I want to be able to play catch and soccer with my kid Addie."
Addison smiled. "Derek you're 28. We won't wait forever. Why don't you believe me that I want your children?"
"I Just don´t want to wait forever. I might get shot or run over by a car and then it`ll be too late for me to have a child."
Addison rolled her eyes. "I might too. Derek, I really love you, I just think it's a little bit early now."
He gave a small nod. It was obvious that he`s disappointed.
Addison kissed him softly. "But what do you think of a bit practicing?"
"It surly won`t do any harm." he grinned.
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