Author: PeppermintPatty09

Title: What Makes a Family

Rating: T borderline M for naughty talks.

Fandom: Grey's Anatomy and Private Practice

Pairings/Characters: Addison/Meredith, Violet/Charlotte, Arizona/Callie, Naomi/Sam, Izzy/Dell, Alex/Lexie and George/April. Past mentions of: Meredith/Derek and Addison/Mark

Genre: Romance and Family

Summary: A/U; Single moms Addison Montgomery and Meredith Grey start a friendship through their young daughters, which develops into more. This is pretty much a fluffy, romantic, family centric story with slight angst and drama.

Disclaimer: The characters of Grey's Anatomy and Private Practice are proudly owned by Shonda Rhimes, production company ShondaLand, and broadcast station ABC. No copyright infringement is intended. Alyssa Harper Grey and Ella Rose Forbes Montgomery are my own.

Authors Note: If the idea of two women or men loving each other and are in a romantic relationship is against your views, please look elsewhere. All mistakes are my own.

Chapter Eighteen

Heated Conversations

It's been three weeks since Thanksgiving, and Meredith as yet told her parents about her relationship with Addison. It wasn't that she didn't want to, because she really did, it was just that every time she could gather up the courage, dial her parent's number, she would somehow chicken out and all her bravo would somehow seep from her, and she was left feeling like a scared young child. She wasn't ashamed of her relationship with Addison; she was quite comfortable with it, actually. When they would go out together, on a date, or simply spending time together alone, she would hold Addison's hand, kiss her, and whisper sweet words to her love. Sure she was aware of other people staring at them with disgust and disapproval, but those people didn't mattered to her. No matter where she went, who she was with, there would be someone who didn't like her for something. It was just how the way things were. Her family, however, was a different story. She had got the approval by her sisters, aunt and friends, now she needed to tell her parents. Addison understood her hesitancy and offered her support and encouragement whenever she needed it, but behind the support and love, she could see sadness and disappointment. She never wanted to see that look from Addison again, and that was why she was standing in front of her parent's two-story, colonial style home, pacing and muttering to herself, mustering up any courage she can. She was sure her parents would love and support her, just had the rest of her family, but there was still that tiny bit of doubt that would creep in. But she knew whatever happened she would have Addison and her little girls to come home to.

Jutting her chin, head held high and shoulders pulled back, she marched her way up the nine stairs and three steps to her parent's front door. Just as she was about to knock on the door, the door opened, revealing her mom with a small smile.

"Why don't you go find a seat in the front room, I'll get your father and some drinks and snacks for us. I have a feeling, from the ten minutes you were out pacing in our front yard that you need to tell your father and I something," Susan said, patting Meredith hand affectionately.

Meredith nodded dumbly and followed her mom instructions. She had been sitting for a few seconds when her father came in, glasses hooked in his shirt and sleeves rolled up. She could tell that he had been working, probably correcting papers or writing up thesis for some research.

"Hiya, pumpkin," Thatcher greeted his daughter. He walked over to her and pulled her into a hug and kissed her temple before pulling back. "Your mom said you needed to talk to us?" Thatcher sat beside his daughter.

Meredith swallowed nervously. "About a few things, actually," Meredith answered in a shaky voice. "All are real important."

"Well, we're here for you," Susan said for both her husband and her. She sat the platter full of fruit, cheese and crackers. She rushed back in a grabbed the pitcher full of cool lemon tea and glasses. She poured them each a glass.

For the next hour or so, Meredith and her parents talk about everything but the brightly neon pink elephant in the room. Meredith wasn't really worried the time she had. Addison said she would pick up the girls from school and then take Ella to dance lessons and Ally to her hockey. While the girls were practicing for their hour and an half activity she would run to the store for groceries for dinner. After shopping she would pick up the girls and drive them over to Meredith's house, where she and the girls will be waiting with smiles, hugs and dinner. Meredith liked that plan. She liked having a family to come home to. Looking at the clock she saw that it was going on five. By now the girls was out of practice and on their way home, probably chatting Addison's ear away about playground drama, practice, school work that needed to be done, and what they wanted for Christmas.

Setting her empty glass on the table, Meredith cleared her throat. "I think it's time to talk about the real reason I'm here," Meredith stated, steeling herself. "First, I just want to point out that I'm still me. I haven't changed. I'm still your Meredith, and I love you. Second, I want to tell you have I never been happier. I'm the happiest I ever been."

Susan grabbed her husband hand for support. From the moment she heard Meredith's car pulling up and watched her daughter pace in her front yard, she knew what this trip was. And she was ready.

"And we just want you to know that whatever happens, whatever you tell us, we still love you," Thatcher said fervently. He hoped his words would calm his pumpkin.

Meredith felt the warmth of her father's words. "I'm in a relationship with…Addison," Meredith said slowly. "I'm in love with her. And she's in love with me. We're a family. Me, her and our girls."

Tears started to pool in Susan's blue iris. She could literally see the hundred pound weight being lifted from Meredith's shoulder. "We know," Susan whispered. "We've known for a while. We've known since after your date with Finn, and that Sunday you, Addison and the girls came for dinner. We could see a change in your relationship with Addison. We saw how you looked at each other, how comfortable and at ease you were together and we saw the love. That night we, your father and I talked, and we came to the agreement that whatever happened you have our support, our blessing and no matter what, you have our love."

A sob bubbled up from Meredith's chest, and before she knew it she was engulfed in a group hug from her mom and dad. When everyone's tears subsided, Meredith took several calming breathes and wiped her eyes with the tissue her dad had handed her.

"You have changed, Merry," Thatcher said. Meredith looked at her dad puzzled. "You were great before, but now you're better. You're the person that you've always dreamt to be but were too scared to show her. Addison brings her out. And for that I am eternally grateful to her."

"She is pretty great," Meredith chuckled.

"Have you told the girls?" Susan asked, nibbling on some grapes.

Meredith shook her head. "No, uh, we're telling them this weekend. That's another thing I need to talk to you about," Meredith started. "This Christmas, Addison and I want to spend it with the girls…in Aspen. We want to have our first family vacation and holiday, alone," Meredith said quietly. She hoped she didn't hurt her parent's feeling about them wanting to be alone. She had talked to Addison about it late one night, after a heavy make out session and the both agreed that they wanted to have their first holiday alone as a family.

"We completely understand. We can exchange gifts after or before you leave," Thatcher said. "When are you guys leaving?"

"The girl's last day of school before they have a two week vacation is the twenty-fourth, we plan on leaving that Saturday – the twenty-second. So in a week," Meredith laughed. She couldn't believe how fast time flew.

Susan sighed at the happiness that radiated from Meredith. That's all a parent ever wants for his or her child, and she was lucky that all three of her girls were happy.

"Well, how about you guys come over on the twentieth?" Susan suggested. "We have all your gifts, wrapped and ready."

"That sounds good. I'll tell Addison tonight. Speaking of Addison, she' probably worried sick; wondering where I am at." Meredith stood. She rolled her eyes, "She's making us this vegan dish for tonight. She says that we need to eat healthier."

Thatcher and Susan shared a laugh with Meredith as they walked Meredith to her car. Susan and Thatcher both took turns, hugging Meredith and giving her a kiss goodbye.

Meredith walked into her house and was bombard with the smell of something delicious, something garlic and something wonderful. Hanging her damp coat on the coat rack and toeing of her shoes, Meredith made her way into the kitchen. She found Addison bent over the oven pulling out a baking pan.

Meredith, with her sock cladded feet, stealthily, walked into the kitchen unnoticed. She waits until Addison places the hot pan on the stove before wrapping her arms around her girlfriend. She's happy; truly happy. She has the love of a beautiful, sexy woman, she has two beautiful daughters, loving parents, and the best friends a person can ask for. So, yes, she was happy.

She feels Addison tense in fright but soon relaxes when she relaxes when she realizes that it's her and not some stranger, kidnapping her.

"Hey," Meredith husked out.

"Hey back," Addison whispered softly to Meredith. Addison turns around in Meredith's arms, peered intensely at Meredith, looking for any signs her girlfriend had been crying or distressed. All she found was love, warmth and happiness. "It went good?"

Meredith nodded vehemently with a big I-won-the lottery grin. "They still love me, you, the girls, and gave us their blessing. Everyone knows about us, baby. All we need to do is tell the girls then we'll be free," Meredith said, resting her forehead against Addison's.

Addison had decided early on that she wasn't going to tell her family, they were never part of her family and they don't deserve to be let them in now. She did call her brother, though. She figured he would do the honors just to see the look on this mother's face.

"Where are the girls?" Meredith asked, caressing the strip of skin at her lower back from Addison's short cut shirt. She trailed heated kisses along Addison's neck.

Addison tilted her head, loving the attention Meredith was giving her neck. She moaned when Meredith sucked lightly on collarbone.

"In – in their room," Addison breathed out. Her hands that were gripped on Meredith's waist tighten. She was hot and horny. They have had some heavy make out sessions with touches and gropes but nothing under the shirt. They have decided to wait until they told the girls about their relationship and when they didn't have to worry about little girls interrupting them, pagers beeping and family or friends calling to talk mindlessly to them.

"Mmm…you feel so good," Meredith moaned. "God, I can't wait to make to with you. I'm going to love you so good, Addie."

"Fuck," Addison hissed when Meredith sucked on juncture between her shoulder and neck. Her pussy clenched when the sting from Meredith's sucking was sooth by Meredith's tongue laving at the sensitive area. She could feel her panties grow damp, heat pooled in her stomach like molten lava and her sex clenched and unclenched. God was she horny. She also knew that Meredith has left a mark on her, and she wondered how she was supposed to explain that to the girls.

"We… need… to… stop," Addison stuttered out. "Or I'm going to come right here in the kitchen. I seriously don't want that to happen before you touched me, properly."

Meredith delivered on small, chaste kiss to her mark on Addison's neck, backing away. She went to the fridge, grabbed out two bottles of water, handing one to Addison. Addison took it gratefully. Both of them needed to cool down from their intense, erotic moment. Meredith, herself, knew she would be throwing away another pair of panties. She was honest when she told Addison she could wait for them to make love. Addison made her crazy, made her ache, and made her tremble. She didn't know when they would make love after telling the girls, she hoped it was soon after.

"I'm going to get the girls, tell them to get ready for dinner and you, you go clean up," Meredith said. She knew Addison would need a moment to herself.

Addison nodded, thinking how much time she had and if she had time to make herself come before Meredith got the girls down. All she needed was a little push, a little flicker on her swollen clit and she would be shaking in her climax.

Just as she was about to exit out the kitchen, she felt a hand wrap around her wrist. She turned around and found Meredith's smoldering blue iris.

"Don't think about touching yourself," Meredith said firmly. She read the look on Addison's face. "The next time anyone touches you, it better be me."

All Addison could think was fuck. She had always dreamt of a dominate lover, someone to take control. Mark was a selfish lover who always left her hanging, aching for more. Seeing Meredith look in control, dominating made her shiver. She swore she was leaking so bad that it was running down her thighs. Nodding, Addison turned back around and made her way to the downstairs bathroom. Making love and fucking Meredith couldn't come fast enough.

TBC

Next chapter: telling the girls and Christmas. I'm really missing Ally and Ella it's time to bring them in, don't ya think. I'm hoping to have another chapter up within a couple of days or within a week. With me ahead on school work, no upcoming exams and virtually no worries right now, I've been able to write more. Thanks everyone for the reviews. Love them all.