So Grey'sAnatomyfanatic pointed out a couple of times that Derek might be feeling left out, and I am super thankful for that! I thought about it and realized that I've had a lot of Meredith/Olivia moments, but not enough Derek/Olivia moments. So this chapter is the start of making up for that
There are only so many things you can write about with infants and young toddlers, so I will probably begin to skip to when Olivia is an older toddler and child, since I can do more with her that way.
So tell me what you thought of this chapter and let me know if you want to see anything!
HeroesEmmaLee asked for some Addison action, so Addie will make an appearance next chapter probably.
Hope you enjoy!

Derek made his way to the hospital day care after a long day of surgeries. Meredith was on call tonight and was staying at the hospital, which meant that he would get the night alone with Olivia. When he walked in the door he saw his daughter across the room and instead of going to her straight away he stopped to watch her first. He was in awe of the little girl who looked just like him and his wife. They had eventually given up on the idea of having kids, thinking they would just adopt. The day Meredith had found out she was pregnant was the happiest day of his life, until the baby was actually born that is. Ever since his little girl made her appearance in the world two months early he had been happier than ever before. He pushed off from the wall he was leaning against,

"Olivia," he called. The thirteen month old turned when she heard her name being called and when she saw Derek her face lit up. She grinned and jumped up off the floor, running as fast as her little legs would carry her to her daddy. She threw herself at Derek and wrapped her arms around his legs,

"Dada, dada, dada!" she babbled into his legs. He picked her up and she wrapped her arms around his neck.

"I missed you baby girl. Did you have fun today?" he asked, giving her a kiss on the cheek.

"Fun," she repeated, smiling brightly. Derek went to sign her out and grab her diaper bag, then made his way back to the surgical floor to say goodbye to Meredith.

Meredith smiled brightly when she saw them, "Hey, there are my two favorite people," she said, giving them both a kiss, "Are you two off for some daddy daughter bonding time?"

"Yeah, we're gonna go get something to eat then go home and watch the Wiggles. Sound like a plan Liv?"

"Wiggle!" she said happily, recognizing the name of her favorite TV show. Derek and Meredith weren't the biggest fans, but whenever it came on their daughter sat quietly for thirty minutes while four grown men jumped around and sang annoying children's songs.

"You two have fun with that," she said. Derek smiled and they said their goodbyes before he carried Olivia out to the car. The drive home was a quick one filled with baby babble. They went inside and Derek placed her in her playpen in the bedroom while he changed out of his work clothes.

"Dada, hungy," she said when he walked out of the closet.

"Hungry? You're hungry?" he asked, picking her up again and setting her on the floor, "Well let's go get dinner then." He took his daughters hand and walked her to the stairs. She was still working on the steps and it usually took her a while to get down them. When they reached the kitchen Derek put her in her highchair and gave her a few pretzels to eat until he fixed dinner. He quickly made a plate of food for himself and a bowl of broccoli and squash for Olivia. As they ate Derek told Olivia about the surgeries he did that day, even if she didn't understand what he was saying she still smiled and laughed, just happy to hear her daddy's voice.

After they finished eating Derek took her upstairs to give her a bath. She loved taking a bath and would spend hours splashing around in the water if they let her. Tonight though bath time only lasted about twenty minutes before Derek pulled her out. She fussed a little but let Derek dress her in pink footie pajamas. When she was dressed they went to the living room and Derek spread out some of her toys on the floor and flipped on the TV. Normally the TV would captivate Olivia for a good thirty minutes, but today her daddy was home and she barley acknowledged it was on.

"Daddy, fly," she said demandingly.

"Say please," he told her.

"Pease!" she said happily. Derek laid back and put his feet on her stomach, lifting her into the air while still holding onto her arms. The little girl giggled and squealed while she was in the air but frowned when Derek lowered her back to the floor. "'gen," she said, wanting to be in the air again. Derek complied and lifted her into the air again, spinning her around some. Olivia loved being up in the air and spun around and it would often make her happy if she was fussy and nothing else could calm her down.

After a few more times of being lifted in the air Olivia had begun to yawn and rub at her eyes,

"Ok baby girl, time for bed," he said, making his way to the kitchen. He grabbed a bottle of milk out of the fridge and heated it up a little. Olivia always had a bottle before bed, the warm milk helping her sleep. Tonight though she did not want the bottle and refused to close her eyes, as soon as she saw the bottle she began to cry loudly "What's wrong kiddo? Just go to sleep and everything will be better," he practically begged, feeling slightly helpless when he couldn't get her to stop crying. He offered her the bottle again, putting the nipple to her mouth, which she quickly clamped shut and turned her head away.

Fifteen minutes later and Derek was still trying to get his screaming daughter to go to sleep. The little girl was obviously tired, but no matter what Derek did she just kept crying. He had tried just putting her in her crib in the nursery, which had just made her cry more, she didn't want to sleep in her parent's bed and she wanted nothing to do with the couch. Derek had checked her temperature, even though she didn't feel warm and she did not have a fever. Derek was feeling stressed as he flipped the radio on. A low soothing voice filled the room and Derek began to sing along softly,

"There is a young cowboy, who lives on the range.
His horse and his cattle were his only companions,
he works in the saddle, and he sleeps in the canyons,
waiting for summer, his pastures to change,"

As he sang he danced around slowly while holding his daughter. She had stopped screaming as soon as the music was on and laid her head on Derek s shoulder, slipping her thumb in her mouth. Derek smiled and continued to singe,

"And as the moon rises he sits by the fire,
thinking about women and glasses of beer,
and closing his eyes as the dogies retire,
he sings out a song, which is soft but it's clear
as if maybe someone could hear,"

By the time the song hit the first chorus Olivia was sound asleep. Head on her daddy's shoulder and breathing deeply, it was clear that she was out for the night, but Derek continued to sing and sway,

"Goodnight you moonlight ladies,
rockabye sweet baby James
deep greens and blues are the colors I choose
won't you let me go down in my dreams
and rockabye sweet baby James
Now the first of December was covered with snow
and so was the turnpike from Stockridge to Boston
Though the Berkshires seemed dreamlike on account of that frosting
with ten miles behind him, and ten thousand more to go
There's a song that they sing when they take to the highway
a song that they sing when they take to the sea
a song that they sing of their home in the sky
maybe you can believe it if it helps you to sleep
but singing works just fine for me
So goodnight you moonlight ladies
rockabye sweet baby James
deep greens and blues are the colors I choose
so won't you let me go down in my dreams
and rockabye sweet baby James"

He finished the song and just stood in the living room, holding his daughter close to him and breathing in her scent. He smiled as he smelled that wonderful baby smell and slowly made his way upstairs. He loved holding his daughter, whether she was asleep or awake. Just holding the little life that they created in his arms could make even the worst day he was having completely perfect. He kissed his daughter on the head gently before laying her down in her crib. She stirred a little at the change in position but quickly settled in again. Derek pulled up the side of the crib so she wouldn't fall out and turned on the night light before turning off the main light. He switched on the baby monitor and walked to the door, turning back to look at his daughter one last time for the night,

"Sweet dreams baby girl," he said, pulling the door shut halfway. He went downstairs and cleaned up a little before going to bed himself with a smile on his face. He had gotten to spend the night with just his daughter and there was almost nothing better than that.

The song was Sweet Baby James, by James Taylor. My mom always sang it to me when I was growing up and she still sings it to my littlest sister, so I thought it was a good song for Derek to sing to his daughter. I don't know if Derek Shepherd would be a James Taylor fan, but I think he could be.

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