A/N: Okay so I have not updated in over a year? Is that right? Well about that lol. Sooo I had a grand time in Nebraska and honestly totally forgot about this fic. Maybe I should have hit the button to end the whole thing. But o well I didn't. I actually think I will get 3 reviews tops because you might think it's selfish not to update but hey I don't get paid.

Disclaimer: Don't own it, if I did, Merslut would have died in a tragic accident and Addie and Der would be happy together. Sue me n you'll sleep with the fische.

For Better and for Worse

They could make it through this. Yes. That's what Derek Shepherd had told his wife. And he was entirely so sure of the fact that they could make it through everything, as long as they were together. But the death of their child, and having small issues to deal with such as work, small fights about basically nothing. This wasn't what any of them had expected to be the 'worse' part in their vow all those years again. Both Derek and Addison had seen cases where parents lost their child. It made them drift apart, divorce, in one or two cases suicide. Every time after seeing such a case they had come home, told the other that this would never be them. They'd talked about how exactly they'd deal with all this. But now that it had actually happened, those ideas were ripped to shreds. No one could ever be prepared for this. No one could ever know how they'd react in this situation. There were no plans to be made before hand.

Now all Derek could do was wrap his arms around his beautiful wife.

"Der…" She sniffed. "I think we should try counseling…" Addison looked up at him, her eyes filled with something he hadn't seen in a long time. Hope. "I mean I saw that you researched about it on your computer. No matter how soon you close it so I can't see it, I always do." She grinned slightly and Derek couldn't help but thank God. They were going to be okay. He knew it, he could feel it.

"We should." He agreed and held her tightly. Derek never wanted to lose his wife; he didn't know how he could have been so emotionally absent, how he couldn't have fallen asleep next to her, his arms around her. He hated himself for hurting her.

"We should." Addison repeated and nodded. Derek was the one person who held her heart in his palm. The one person who was her life. And the only one she ever wanted to be with. For better and for worse.

"Can you get up?" Derek was slightly worried about how long she had been sitting on the cold hardwood floor.

"I think so…" She gave him a weak smile and he helped her up, pulling her in a hug again. It felt like he just needed to be close to her, she was his air to breathe, the one person who made him whole.

"I'll make you dinner. You just rest, okay?" And he was so worried about her. Worried that their love wouldn't survive this. But by looking into her emerald green eyes he knew that everything was going to be alright.

"I can help you with that though… Even if I'm the one person who can even mess up cornflakes." And now the Addison he loved so much was back, it was as if all the pain was lifted off of both of them and they finally went back to being themselves.

"I love you Addie." Derek smiled at her and kissed her softly. She sighed contently, melting into the kiss. Both of them had forgotten how good it felt, how good they could make each other feel.

"I love you too." She whispered against his lips, her eyes still closed. For better and for worse.

"Derek! No! Come on!" Addison whined as he tried to keep her away from the knives, with a grin on his face.

"Addie, you'll hurt yourself again." He teased, reminding her of the incident a couple of years ago.

"Oh come on!" She tried not to laugh, he was such a dork. Just because she had cut herself, okay it was a deep cut, but still.

"Well, if you wouldn't have complained about me letting you touch that knife, then I might let you cook." Okay, what Addison usually did couldn't be considered cooking, more making a huge mess in the kitchen and pouting when the food didn't turn out the way she had wanted it to.

"Fine." Addison crossed her arms and pouted.

"I still love you baby." He chuckled and pecked her lips.

After dinner everything felt like the good old days, they were joking around, laughing and just happy together. They ate, did the dishes and now walked up the stairs together.

"Thanks for dinner Der." Addison gave him a smile. She was so happy, finally again, after such a long time of grief, darkness and the feeling of being such a failure.

"You're more than welcome." He smiled, wrapping his arms around her. But Addison suddenly stopped in her tracks, frozen. And Derek knew why when he saw where Addison was looking at. Their daughter's room, which was right next to their bedroom.

Flashback

"Der, I don't want her to be so far away from us…" Addison looked at her husband as they talked about which room their daughter should have. The one down the hall was always supposed to be the nursery, but Addison found the guest room next to their bedroom way better.

"Hmm… You're actually kinda right." Both of them knew just too well that once their daughter would probably hardly ever sleep in her own room. Because neither Derek nor Addison would want to leave their daughter.

"I know I am." Addison grinned, her hands resting on her baby bump, which was still rather small.

"I know, I know, you're always right." He mocked her, which earned him a smack from her. They had never been happier together. Finally they were going to have the one thing they had always wanted, a family with the one they loved.

"Hush, you know it's true." Addison grinned happily. Everything was perfect. Maybe a little too perfect to be true. No, that wasn't possible, they saved lives every day. They deserved luck.

End Flashback

In the end I wanted to say that this might be my last update on this story, unless some of you want to keep reading.

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