This is the last chapter... Of this section. You know me... I get bored.

This starts right where the last one leaves off.

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Addison flipped her phone closed, "Apparently, I have to leave right now because Meredith is on her way up here."

"Meredith?" Derek questioned in confusion, "Do you want jam on your toast?"

"No, just plain is fine," she glanced at her watch, "My 'flight' doesn't get in for another hour," she sighed, "Maybe I'll go get a massage."

"Are you sure you don't want coffee?" Derek asked, cutting her toast in half and wrapping it in a napkin so she could take it with her in the car, "I can put it in a travel mug."

"I have juice," she held up her thermos and smiled at him as she accepted her toast, "I should get going. I don't want to pass Meredith on the road."

Derek grinned at her, reaching out to wrap a hand around her hip, "See aren't you glad I wouldn't let you have your suitcase? Now you don't have to pack."

She grinned and pecked him on the lips, "Or do laundry," she teased.

He smiled at her, and she watched him pensively.

"What are you thinking about?" he asked softly as he brushed some hair out of her face.

"Nothing," she smiled, "This was a good weekend. I'm glad you talked me into it."

"Ya,I really had to twist your arm," he teased gently tapping her nose with the pad of his finger, "If you go into the hospital, do you want to have lunch with Mark and Sydney?"

"Another double date?" she smiled, "We spend too much time with them."

Derek shrugged, "Who else can we hang out with and be us?"

"No one," she said softly.

He kissed her goodbye and smiled at her, "I'll see you at the hospital, after I talk with Meredith."

Beep! Beep! Beep!

"Or not," Derek grabbed his pager from the counter and glanced at the screen, "Meredith might be arriving to an empty trailer."

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"Any interesting mail?" Addison asked casually as she slid up to Alex at the counter.

"No." Alex replied shortly, "And I'm not expecting any for at least another week," he looked at her pointedly.

"Sorry," she lowered her voice again, "Thanks for the warning this morning."

"No problems then?"

"None that I know of."

"Good. Good. Addison," he paused but changed his mind, "So, how was your weekend?"

"Good," Addison smiled softly, "It was... perfect."

"So you..."

"Lunch?" Derek appeared at her elbow.

"Sure, I'm starving."

"Addison," Alex said quickly attempting to prevent her departure, "You have a consult in 5 minutes."

"It can wait," she replied easily as she turned to walk down the hall, smiling brilliantly, "I'm having lunch."

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"I don't think that it's that easy to tell."

"I think that if they are my sons you will be able to tell."

"I think," Sydney grinned, "That if you can tell that easily, you should start accusing me of adultery."

"Hey," Mark shook his head as the implications sunk in, "I'm supposed to be the one that runs around. You are the dutiful housewife."

"Barefoot and pregnant."

"Exactly," Mark leaned back and picked up a carrot, "There will be no question of paternity," he jabbed the carrot in her direction, "You will be able to tell on the ultrasound."

"It doesn't matter, you aren't finding out."

"Syd..."

"No. I don't want to know."

"Fine," Mark looked across the table, "Addison, don't tell her."

"Leave me out of this," Addison picked up her water and smiled easily at Derek who was sitting beside her.

"She's not telling either of us anything. We are being surprised."

"You can be surprised if you want. I want to see my sons."

"Or daughters," Sydney protested, "Or one of each." She looked to Addison, "Don't tell us anything."

"Addison," Mark began.

"Leave me out of it," Addison repeated, "Besides, you won't be able to tell for awhile anyway. You have time to fight this out."

Mark smirked, "They are my sons. MY sons. You'll be able to tell. Right Addison," he winked.

"Oh my God. Seriously. Leave me out of this," she winked at Sydney, "Besides Syd does have a point. If they are your sons, you definitely won't be able to tell that easily on an ultrasound. Not for a very very long time."

Mark reddend.

Derek smirked, "That's my girl," he teased Addison in a low voice, his hand grazing over hers.

"My god," Sydney rolled her eyes, "You two are itching to hold hands aren't you?" she turned to her husband, "Didn't I tell you that a weekend away was a bad idea?"

"You did," Mark replied.

She turned back to Addison and Derek, "That is the fifth time that your hands have 'accidently' grazed together since you sat down. You spent all weekend getting used to touching wherever and however you wanted and now you can't stop. Move your chairs apart."

Derek chuckled.

"I'm serious. I don't think that people are nearly as stupid as you hope they are. Move. Further."

Derek and Addison begrudgingly moved apart.

"You must be dating the stupidest people on the planet," Sydney informed them, "You don't even try to hide it anymore."

"That is not true," Addison denied vehemently, "We are very careful."

Derek glanced at Addison a moment, "We are." He agreed, "But we don't have to be as careful around you. Which we like."

Addison nodded in agreement, "We can be ourselves." She turned back to Derek and they locked eyes.

"Four days away and you are talking about yourselves as a combined entity. I'm sure that Meredith is going to love that."

Derek and Addison didn't respond, just shared a smile and reached for their drinks.

Mark watched them suspiciously, "What is going on with you? You guys are happy. It's disconcerting."

Derek smiled, "We had a good weekend," he sighed and pushed back his chair, "I'm going to go find Meredith before she gets dragged back into surgery," he picked up his tray and gave Addison one last glance, "I'll get a hold of you later."

Mark stared hard at Addison, "What's going on?"

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"Are you sure that no one saw us come inhere?"

"Positive," Izzie stuck her head out thedoor. No one was around, "Let's go."

Izzie, Meredith and Cristina slide inconspicuously into the hall.

"When are you going to..." Cristina gestured rather spoke the rest of her sentence.

"As soon as I see him," Meredith grinned.

"Good," Cristina pointed, "Cause he's right there talking tothe McEx."

Meredith looked at Cristina and Izzie before stepping forward and crossing to the other side of the nurses' station.

Izzie watched as the three exchanged pleasantries before Meredith and Derekwalked down the hall and entered one of the glassed inconference rooms and closed the door behind them.

Izzie glanced curiously at Addison who was watching Derek and Meredith covertly over the top of her chart. Her eyes were wide and clear, but there was something Izzie couldn't read in them. Suddenly Addison's face contorted with confusion.

Izzie turned back; Meredith was showing a shocked Derek a small print out. Izzie knew what it was; she had preformed that ultrasound herself.

The sound of Addison's chart hitting the floor behind her toldIzzie that Addison recognized the print out too.

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"Addison," Alex hissed as he stuck his head into the women's washroom, "You have been in here over an hour. People are starting to talk."

No response.

"Torres is looking for you," he stepped halfway through the door, "And Geoff called. Twice. And he sent you flowers. I think he missed you this weekend."

He heard sniffling but got no verbal response.

"And Bailey is pissed that she gave you internsand they are just sitting around talking. She's threatening to take them away."

He heard a quiet sob and stepped all the way into the washroom, closing and locking the door behind him.

"I tried to warning you..." he began, "Open the door."She didn't reply."Addison open the door or I am dragging you out by those $500 dollar shoes."

The door swung open and she emerged her face red and blotchy. "Don't threaten my shoes," she said quietly, taking a deep breath before looking at her reflection in the mirror. "Meredith is pregnant too.""I know," Alex said quietly, "Cristina told me.""How..." Addison's face contorted as she tried to hold back an onslaught of tears, "How do these things happen to me? Why... I know that I don't deserve... God," she gripped the counter, "I thought it was over. I thought that I was done being punished. Apparently all that punishment was for the Mark-Affair, now I'm paying for the Derek one." She turned and sunk ungracefully to the floor, "He was supposed to be leaving her, not having a baby with her. God what is in the water in this hospital?"

Alex smiled sadly and sat on the floor with her, "Give him a chance to..."

"To do what Alex? I can't expect him to leave her now. She's pregnant."

"So are you."

"I know that, but..." she trailed off, "She's having his baby. There is no doubt that that baby belongs to Derek and Meredith, it's their baby. My baby... it might be Geoff's. It probably is. Ican't ask Derek to leave Meredith and their baby for me and a baby that's probably Geoff's. I can't ask him to leave his child."

"But you could ask him to leave his girlfriend for you and another man's child?"

"Yes," she brushed some tears "But what if this is his baby too?"

"Then..." she paused, "He's not stupid, he can do math. He'll call me on it and we'll figure it out.We'll lie and say it was a onetime thing, or he will be an uncle to the baby. I don't know... I just, I can't tell him now."

"I think it's his," Alex reached over and took her hand, kissing the top of her head when she curled against his shoulder, "You deserve it to be his."

"I want it to be his," she whispered, "So much. So so much."

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Addison looked around the trailer. The bed was a mess. Sheets in a twisted knot, pillows and blankets kicked to the floor. His clothes that she had been wearing the whole weekend were thrown in corners. Acashmere throw was bundled on the end of the couch from when they had started to watch a movie. The sink was full of dishes, and his fishing rod was leaning against the inside of the door.

She blotted the tears away from her eyes and opened the door to the bathroom. Quickly she tossed her toothbrush and comb into her purse, opening and closing doors to make sure that she hadn't forgotten anything.

She stepped back into the hallway and froze.

"Addison..." Derek took a step towards her, "I didn't know."

Addison clutched her purse closer to her side, "But now you do. Congratulations."

"Addison..."

"I need to go."

"Addison come on," Derek pleaded, "Just, stay. We'll figure this out tomorrow. Just stay. Please."

"When is she due?"

Derek's expression was pained, "March."

"Winter baby," she forced a smile despite the tears that were clouding her vision.

"Addison," Derek took a step forward, "I don't want..."

"It doesn't matter," Addison stepped past him, "It doesn't matter what we want anymore. What matters," she took a deep breath, "You're going to be a dad," she smiled genuinelyat that thought, "And I want you to be a dad. And you want that too."

"But I want you," he said quietly.

"You want it all," she sighed, "We both do. It's our fatal flaw."

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"I thought we were going to do something."

Derek smiled at Meredith as he lifted her legs off the couch and pulled them across his lap, "I got heldup," he apologized, "But on the way home I made reservations for dinner tomorrow night. And I tried to buy you flowers but nothing seemed quite right," he leaned over and kissed her, "I'll find something perfect tomorrow."

She grinned.

He grinned back.

"I don't even know what to say," Meredith laughed as her head dropped back against the cushions, "It doesn't even feel real yet." She laughed, "I was more annoyed then anything until Cristina called it the mini-McDreamy and then I just... that's just so cute."

"Since when do you like cute things?"

"I like you," she teased.

"You're very happy," Derek observed tucking some hair behind her ear.

"I am happy," she reflected, "We are in a good place, not perfect, but good. I think we'll make good parents."

"But you're going to freak out eventually right?"

"Oh. Of course. I'm pregnant. Once that sinks in..."

Derek laughed, "Good. You had me worried."

"You're happy right?"

Derek smiled, "I'm going to be a dad."

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"You are never going away again," Geoff greeted her as she walked across the porch, dropping her suitcase near the door, "I missed you too much."

"I bought the girls souvenirs," Addison sighed as she sat next to him on the wicker love seat and curled into his side.

"How was New York?"

"New York was good," she wrapped an arm around his waist, "I'm glad to be home."

"Tired?" he asked.

"Exhausted," she confirmed. "I'm pregnant."

Geoffrey pulled away to look her in the eyes, "We're havinga baby?"

She nodded.

Geoffrey grinned, "Oh Addy," his hands cupped her face, "A baby."

Tears filled her eyes again, "January 2nd," she laughed, "Mark and Sydney are due at the same time. They can play together."

Geoffrey continued to grin, to shocked to form words.

Addison watched him apprehensively, "Are you happy?"

"I'm I... Addison..." He laughed, "I was waiting out here for you so that I could give you this," He pulled a diamond ring out of his pocket.

"You were going to propose?" Addison's face softened and tears startedpouring down her face.

"I just didn't know how to bring it up."

"I don't know what to say," Addison said through the tears.

"Say yes."

"Yes. Of course. Yes."

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