I know, I know, I'm an evil, evil bad person. I know! I feel beyond bad that it's been so long. I've just been so hung up with other things, and, now, it's the end of the school year, so I have projects to do and finals to take. It's been madness these last few months. And honestly, I've been having some terrible writer's black. Still none of this isn't a good excuse as to why I haven't been around at all in these last few months, but please know that I am VERY, VERY sorry. I want to update more of my stories, but, now, I have to hurry and go study for another final. I probably won't get anything else in until next week because this weekend is going to be super crazy too. If I can get away from it for a few minutes, though, I'll try to get another one in.

If I still have readers, I love you all! Thank you so much for sticking with me.


Fifteen years later…

"We have to get up if you want to be on time." He whispered into her ear. She groaned and cuddled closer to him hiding her face in his bare chest. She almost shivered as his arms moved up and down her bare back. "It won't be so bad."

"I'd much rather stay here." She mumbled into his chest before placing a persuading kiss on his chest. He almost caved until his phone let out a shrill of a ring making him reluctantly pull away to answer it. She rolled onto her back cursing under her breath about interruptions. He got engrossed in a conversation with another doctor, from what she could tell, so she gave up on delaying them any longer and got out of bed. She walked to the bathroom and sighed heavily looking in the mirror at her naked form. Her baby bump was still small since she only hit five months last week. Her figure had hardly changed other than her growing stomach. She still possessed perfect curves and a slim figure. She ran her fingers through her long sandy hair trying to detangle a few of the knots that had come about after her and her husband's mid-day activities earlier that evening. Her hormones had been out of whack all day, and he was perfectly fine with helping her find release.

She shook the dirty thoughts from her head and turned to start the shower. She'd have to be quick if she hoped they'd get out of the house at any decent time. She didn't have a problem with arrive late, but she figured her boss would. She took a quick shower and was out within ten minutes before going to work on her hair. Her hair had always been fairly manageable, so it didn't take too long to get it dry and curled in loose curls down her back.

She was just finishing her make-up when the door opened. Her husband slipped in already naked. She gawked at him in the mirror as he smirked back. Fifteen years had passed, and she still never got tired of admiring him. She sighed and looked down at the make-up she still held in her hand before she got tempted to start the entire process over. This made him laugh as he stepped in, which only made her huff in annoyance. After that, she finished quickly and headed out to finish getting ready.

The black dress she was planning on wearing was hanging up in the front of her closet. It fell to the floor with a slip up the side that hugged her chest close and flowed over her small bump. She put it on and slipped in a pair of diamond dangle earrings.

"Babe, we're going to be late if you don't hurry up." She called after the shower cut off. He emerged a minute later with a towel around his waist starting the dirty thoughts all over again.

"I'll only be a minute." He told her with a smirk.

She sat on the bed and put on her black, strappy heels as he headed to the closet to get changed. Just as he promised, he emerged a few minutes later in a pair of black pants and a dark blue button down that clung to his chest in the most amazing of ways. "Ready to go?" She asked as she stood again.

He pulled her into his arms and kissed her. When he pulled back, he smirked at her. "You're beautiful."

"Thank you."

"Come on, we're late."


They got to the hospital that they had been working at since they graduated medical school after fifteen minutes. With intertwined hands, they headed in. They found the convention hall where the mixer was being held. Most of their coworkers stood around talking to one another with drinks in hand. Some were already drunkenly swaying from side to side as they attempted to walk across the room. He pulled her towards where Richard, the chief of medicine, was standing. He was talking to a redhead with her back to them that she had never seen around the hospital before, but she didn't pay much attention to her as they approached. Richard noticed them as the redhead talked about something and smiled. The redhead seemed to have noticed and stopped talking for a second.

"Ah, Dr. Grey, Dr. Sloan, nice of you to join us." Richard said.

"Yeah, sorry about that, Chief." Meredith replied with an innocent smile. She noticed her husband gaping at the redhead and was about to throw a fit when she caught a glimpse of the awestruck woman out of the corner of her eye. She turned to face her fully and allowed her jaw to drop in the slightest.

"Meredith, Mark this is…"

"Addison." Meredith breathed out as she stared in shock at her former step-sister.

"Hello, Meredith, Mark."

"I take it you know each other." Richard murmured before walking away.

"Wow, it's a surprise to see you here, Addi." Mark said.

"I didn't expect to see you all here either." Her eyes trailed down to Meredith's stomach and their intertwined hands. "Or together. When did all this happen?"

"We got married seven years ago, right before our internship." Meredith answered.

"How far along are you?" Addison asked.

"Five months."

"Wow." She sighed. "This is all just so… shocking."

There was a long awkward silence hanging between them. What were you supposed to say to you former step-sister, who you used to resent with so much passion? Especially now that you're married to their former-best friend and expecting a baby in four short months? And you haven't spoken to said former-step sister in fifteen years, whom also your husband, the former-best friend, hasn't spoke to since they lost touch during their sophomore year of college, over thirteen years ago? Yeah, this could be a little awkward.

"So, um, how have you been?" Mark said awkwardly.

"Um… Great." Her voice was full of false cheerfulness that nobody pointed out but everyone acknowledged.

"Good, good." He said, adverting his eyes around the room.

"We should catch up sometime. I have to leave right now. You know, big first day tomorrow. But I'll see you guys tomorrow. Maybe we'll grab dinner?" Addison said.

"Yeah, Addison… They'd be great." Meredith said uncomfortably.

"Great." She smiled. "See you guys tomorrow."