#derek shepherd fic

[tinylittleshepherd]

Hey everyone! chapter four of Chosen family is posted! Catch it through the link posted on A03 or find it on Fanfiction or Wattpad! Look through previous posts to find links if needed. We may have forgotten to post last weekend lol, but to make up for that, a new chapter should be coming later this weekend! Co written by @mzsnguyenthai

In this chapter: Jake helps Addison go shopping for something to redecorate Amelia’s room and finds something troubling in Amelia’s bathroom. Meanwhile, Amelia goes out to grab a sandwich when she starts cramping, causing the cashier to worry enough to call for an ambulance.

[cas-kingdom]

For drabble requests how about something for Greys Anatomy where while Derek is busy in surgery the reader comes in injured and Amelia is there to comfort her and make the medical decisions? It doesn’t have to be anything serious really, I’d just love some reader and Amelia bonding 🥰🥰🥰

The walk of shame along the corridors of Grey Sloan was not altogether unfamiliar to you. Many times had you trudged reluctantly along the polished floors of the surgical unit, clutching some injury or another, purposefully trying to avoid the eyes of anyone you knew--which, in such a unit, was pretty impossible.

Years ago, you would have been slightly less embarrassed. Kids always got into medical equipment, right? At least kids of surgeons who were constantly working. But now, it didn't seem quite right. You were a month away from Johns Hopkins, had aced all your exams and probably wouldn't have even needed the reference letters from half the surgical team, and here you were, head hung low in disgrace as you held your bleeding hand to your chest.

If it weren't for the fact you knew your dad would absolutely murder you if he found out you had hidden an injury from him again, you would have locked yourself away in a break room somewhere and attempted to patch yourself up best you could. Alas. Your father was Derek Shepherd. And after the broken nose you'd managed to keep from him for almost twenty-four hours a couple years ago, he'd all but held you hostage until you promised on his life you wouldn't do it again.

So, here you were. Reluctant as hell but somehow still not regretting the situation that had lead you to this moment.

"Hi, have you seen Dr. Shepherd around?" you asked a passing intern. When he made to walk over to the surgery board, finger already pointing at one row in particular, you visibly grimaced.

"Uh, no, the other one. Amelia Shepherd?" You had no intention of crying to your dad today. Your pride had been smashed to pieces enough.

The intern pointed down the hallway and you saw your aunt walking around a corner with another nurse. Pressing your lips in a thin line, you thanked the intern and followed after her. Your pace was fast enough not to lose her but slow enough that you had time to rehearse your lines before you were bombarded with judgment.

Amelia ducked into a radiology room and you steeled yourself before pushing the door open. "Amelia?"

"Y/N. Why are you holding your hand like that?"

You wouldn't have been surprised at the question, in fact you had fully expected it, if Amelia had turned around to actually see who had walked through the door. Your aunt could do powerful stuff, but mindreading was not on that list.

"I saw you earlier." Amelia turned, arms crossed, brows raised. "Well done, by the way. Meredith thought it would take you longer to find someone. I said it would take..." She glanced at her watch and shrugged. "Twenty minutes. Not bad."

Her supposed victory was short-lived when she looked up. Her eyes fell on your hand and her face dropped as she walked quickly over to you. "I'd rather you not drip blood on the floor," she said, an obvious tease behind her words, as she gently pulled you over to sit down.

You made a face, not having realised. "Oops."

"Oops is right, kiddo." Amelia knelt in front of the swivel chair and let you uncover your hand, humming under her breath when she noted the long, jagged line running down the side of your hand from the base of your wrist to the middle of your pinky finger. "How'd you manage this, huh? Don't tell me you found the electrical saw again."

You rolled your eyes. "I stabbed myself, actually," you said matter-of-factly.

"Ooh, that's a new one. With what?" When your reluctance finally kicked in, Amelia looked up. "With what, Y/N?"

Your hand began to throb and only then did you decide that answering your aunt's questions was probably the easiest way to getting relief. "A needle," you said. "I found a suture practice kit and, oh my God, Meelie, you know that's like giving me candy. I couldn't just leave it alone."

Amelia nodded along, gently probing at the red skin around your wound. "So you practiced sutures on fake skin and, what? Sewed yourself?"

"There was a noise outside and I jerked my hand," you deadpanned. Amelia glanced up, on the verge of laughter, and you looked away stiffly. "It hurts."

"Well, lesson learnt. For now," she added after as a second thought. There was a short silence after that was broken only by your hiss of pain when Amelia touched an exceptionally sensitive spot. Sucking a breath through her teeth, the surgeon sat back on her heels and looked up at you. "How were your sutures?" she asked. "Straight? Neat?"

You lit up, Derek's smug smile curving your lips not a second later. "Straightest and neatest you'll ever see."

"That's my girl." Amelia squeezed your knee before standing to her feet and taking out her phone. "Now, what do we tell your dad when he sees you later with stitches in your hand?"

You couldn't have groaned louder. If the chair didn't have a straight back, you would have fallen backwards with the force of it. When you righted yourself, a fierce look of indignation on your face, Amelia wasn't even attempting to hide her amusement.

"I need stitches?"

"Yup. Aaand, lucky for you, I think Derek should be out of surgery by now." Chipper as ever in the face of her niece's almost tangible disgust, she held open the door and nodded in its direction. "Come on, kiddo. He'll be glad to do a little needlework. Bring him back to basics."

You rolled your eyes once more as you got up, cradling your hand to your chest. "Like brother, like sister," you grumbled as you passed your aunt.

"What was that?"

"I said: like brother, like sister, you sadist."

Amelia snorted.

Grey's Masterpost

[countrymusiclover]

Feisty Coffee Girl

Y/n twin sister of Izzy Steven's stumbles to Seattle with her ten year old daughter Everly. She hears all the gossip from Izzy and her other intern friends at the hospital, never expecting to get involved with any of it. That is till Mark Sloan pays a visit to the coffee shop she works at.

1 - First Name Basis

2 - Doctor Nicknames

3 - A Sloan Date

4 - What I Want

5 -

???

Tag list - just send me an ask to be added

Comments really appreciated ❤️

[emily-prentits]

those early seasons where meredith was "friends" with derek and addison were like what if we were completely poly coded and no one did anything about it.

[auroras-blog37]

Rib Examination:

Ler!DerekShepherd, Lee!Reader

When it comes to dating a Surgeon , he’s going to be very protective of you if you’re sick or injured and go full ‘Doctor Mode’ in any convenience.

Well when you mention a small ache in your ribs he’s got you lied down on the bed as he makes sure you’re okay.

You follow the orders after some protesting and lay down on Derek’s bed.

“I told you I’m fine, I just slept the wrong way and probably pulled a muscle.”

“And I’m a Surgeon… so I’m going to do my own checks and you’re going to listen to me.”

He says as he’s in between your legs on the bed and starts feeling up your sides and ribs with his large and skilful hands.

You roll your eyes and mockingly salute as you lay down on your back.

“Fine, yes sir.”

He lets out a breathy chuckle as he continues to feel your ribs and gently presses and pokes around your ribs as he gently applies a bit more pressure to your right side.

“Take a deep breath for me…”

You try to take a deep breath but are shortly interrupted by an erupted giggle.

He can’t help but smile softly at your giggling and gently pokes at your side.

“Focus…deep breath…”

As Derek keeps poking out of spite, you can’t seem to stop giggling anymore as you twitch slightly.

“I can’t!”

Derek can clearly tell there isn’t anything serious wrong with you so he decides to have some fun as he continuously pokes your sides in between each word he’s saying.

“You-have-to-deeply-breathe.”

He pokes both of your sides rapidly several times in a row.

Your giggles immediately deepen into a hearty laugh with a little snort at the end.

Derek’s heart melts as he hears the deeper giggles and a small snort erupt out from you and he can’t help but feel his smile widening as he’s now softly squeezing your sides to see what else you’re sensitive to.

A whiney giggle comes out of your mouth as you softly push his hand away.

“Derek!”

He can’t help but enjoy your whiney giggle as he grabs your hands and puts it down on the bed so he can continue to gently and softly squeeze your sides, trying to make sure you don’t accidentally elbow him in the face.

“I need to focus…I’m doing a very important medical examination..”

“Bullshit…”

You say through your giggling laughter.

He keeps gently squeezing your sides as he keeps a straight face, holding back his own laughter as he looks at you with his pretty blue eyes as he speaks in a stern tone.

“This is a very serious medical examination…I’m a Doctor and I don’t appreciate you arguing with my methods…”

He says as he brings a hand down and starts drilling his fingers into your hips.

“NOHOHOHOHOHO!”

He can’t help but smile again as he finds a very ticklish spot on your hips and continues squeezing and drilling his fingers into the area and tries to keep up with his ‘Doctor act’.

“Are you trying to interfere with a medical examination?”

“Piss off!”

You yell through your booming fits of giggles.

“I’m not going to stop till I’ve finished thoroughly examining you, I’m a Doctor and I know what I’m doing.”

He says as he begins to pinch and poke his fingers into your sides.

“And whahahat are you doing?”

You ask whilst the giggling continues, face turning red and limbs moving and squirming.

Derek gently squeezes your sides as he continues to keep his stern and serious act on.

“I’m doing a very important medical examination… I need to make 100% sure you’re okay or I can’t clear you… I can’t have you having any issues…”

He says as with his other hand he goes back to rapidly poking h your ribs to see what reaction he’d get out of you.

You go into a full laughing fit with little snorts coming out every breath, clearly having hit a certain good spot.

“NAHAHAHAHAHAHA!”

He just can’t help but feel his heart flutter as he hears the adorable snorting giggles from you while continues to poke and squeeze your sides and ribs.

“I think I’m going to need to examine you a bit more thoroughly… there’s been a concerning sound when you laugh… I’m going to have to poke a bit more…”

“Whahahat sound?”

You ask as the giggles are almost too much to understand.

Derek tries to keep a straight and serious face as he gives you a ‘medical response’ to your question.

“I’ve been hearing some snorts when you’ve been laughing…and it’s my job as a surgeon to find where the sounds are happening…”

He gently places his large and skillful hands on your sides as he goes for it and he starts drilling his fingers into your sides all around them.

You try to talk and tell him off but start laughing to the point of hard cackles come out and talking is just incoherent.

Derek can’t help but feel his heart flutter hearing you laugh so hard that you struggle to get out a sentence without falling into a fit of hard cackling giggles.

“I’m finding the source of the snorts…”

He says as he begins squeezing your sides as fast and as hard as he can while quickly darting his fingers across your sides.

Then the laughs quicken again with snorts every breath, coming back to the laughing fit.

Derek can’t help but smile as he sees you in another one of your deep and hearty laughing fits and chuckles softly as he stops tickling you and lets you breathe and calm down.

“Oh my god!”

You say through your giggling as you try to calm down after that ‘examination’.

Derek can’t suppress his soft chuckles as he can see your laughter slowly coming down and your breathing returning to normal from how intensely he was tickling you.

“That was all for my medical purposes…”

He says with a straight tone but his eyes are giving away his amused look.

You grab a pillow and start smacking him with it as you sit up, face still red with little lingering giggles and hair slightly messy.

“You cruel, evil man!”

Derek grabs another pillow from the side of the bed and smacks you back with his own pillow.

“I’m a Doctor! I needed to perform a full thorough examination! I just had to make 100% sure you were okay!”

You giggle as he hits back with a pillow and put yours down to create a truce.

“That was evil…”

Derek slowly lowers his pillow and throws it off to the side and can’t help but give you a smirk as he pulls you closer to him on the bed for you to cuddle into your side.

“I had to do what was needed to be done… I just had to be very sure you were okay, even if it meant hearing tons of giggles and little snorts…”

You put your hand over his mouth and glare at him.

“Shhhh! Shhh! Shut up…”

He can’t help but chuckle into your hand and he gently grabs your wrist and moves it off of his mouth.

“Aw I’m sorry.”

“You’re not but I’m too tired to argue so I’ll let it slide.”

You grumble as you cuddle into his side.

Derek smiles and gives you a kiss on the temple and brings you closer, having the two of you cuddling close comfortably and affectionately.

[cianmarstoo]

Is Alex a morning person or a night person?

he's kind of both-

he's very much one of those kids who is just like 'Imma stay awake all hours of the day and will be totally fine', then an hour later is all whiny and having to be either carried or cuddled by either Meredith or Derek

🌞 He tends to wake up earlier when he's little or between headspaces, either going to cause mischief somewhere, or going in to Meredith and Derek, full of energy. This works for Derek who is definitely a morning person, and if he's not in early he'll take Alex fishing with him (though post watching Finding Nemo Alex refuses to let Derek actually catch any), or they'll go walking through the woods near Derek's trailer/the dream house. If Meredith's worked nights then Derek will take Alex to a local bougie bakery to pick up pastries for them all, and coffee for him and Mer, and a hot chocolate or a smoothie for Alex to take home to her 🌞

🌛Alex tends to want to stay up later when he's with his cousins, or when he's fighting his little headspace, or if there's been a big Greys level drama and he's wanting to be near his parents... or if he's really into whatever he's doing. They're pretty good at keeping him to a schedule which helps, but sometimes they can't help it at all. He tends to have a bubble bath at night to help chill him a little, especially with lavender bubble bath or something. Both of his bedroom have little cool lamps like lava lamps and a salt lamp (from Lexie... they've told Alex multiple times not to lick it even if he finds it cool that its salty) and they put music and a white/brown noise machine on... still sometimes he sneaks out to play with something he was playing with, or if he's big its to game with Jackson (because the two are always getting in trouble with each other) Meredith is more a natural night owl (Derek had to learn to be one because of their work), so will normally go and hang out with Alex, laying beside him in bed, either talking to him about hospital drama, or reading him her mothers journals.... or perhaps actual storybooks if Alex asks for them. If he's over tired but insisting on staying awake, one of them will take him on a car ride to get him to sleep, because an awake all night Alex is a cranky the next day 🌞

🏥👪✨Ask me some headcanons here✨🏥👪

[spncupcake]

ANYONE have some good, fluffy Grey’s Anatomy Mark Sloan, Alex Karev &/or George O’Malley fanfics?!

Also, only up to S9!!!!

I’m dying to read some good fics for them:(( I’m in love with them all 😭❤️

<<I’m a quarter 1/2 through S9 in my first watch and I just love all of these guys so much 🥺>>

[girlkisser13]

grey’s anatomy masterlist

addison montgomery

alexander "alex" karev

alexandra "lexie" grey

amelia shepherd

andrew deluca

arizona robbins

calliope "callie" torres

cristina yang

derek shepherd

isobel "izzie" stevens

jackson avery

mark sloan

meredith grey

theodora "teddy" altman

[crime-wives]

do you think i have forgotten (about you)

He’s trying too. Though, there’s pressure behind it, an obligation. He hums absently when she talks, clearly not registering a word. She’ll take anything she can get from him. He’s trying and she’s sorry and everything’s messy, messy, messy.

Addison Montgomery/Derek Shepherd. 2k. 1/1

read on ao3

[geralallfandoms]

Hello Hello!!🖤

Hru all?!

I was just going to tell you that requests are open!

It could be from The Walking Dead, The Last of Us, Grey's Anatomy ir Call of Duty.

You can specify everything you want!👉👈

[pocketspencer]

seven sentence sunday

got tagged last week by @cianmarstoo but didn't have anything back then, but now I do! (this is my first time writing agere content so I'm a little nervous hehe)

So, he'd finished with the patient he had been working on and had called it in, and here he was, playing in his daddy's office. Or, he had been playing. He still felt jittery and floaty, and it had faded when his daddy had come to pick him up and get him settled, but now that he was busy with his paperwork it started to build again. He had a harder time dealing with it when he was little and he looked around for something that could distract him from it, but came up empty. His daddy was doing important paperwork that was difficult to do when Alex was in his lap, but he really, really, needed to be held right now. He felt the tears well up in his eyes, and his breath hitched. “Daddyyy,” he whined, and made grabby hands when Derek turned around to look at him. “Hold p’ease, daddy.”

do not know who else to tag so :)

[tinylittleshepherd]

Runaway Train by me. I finally posted a new chapater after about a year. It’s been a long road but there’s still plently more to come eventually.

Please head the trigger warnings in each chapter.

Can also be found on A03 & wattpad.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/32038426/chapters/116591044 

https://www.wattpad.com/1331854106-runaway-train-choices/page/3/comment/1331854106__1680876431_74d64318e9 

[drmcdreary]

They get married three times. He finds it appropriate, thinks it makes up for all the times they broke up before they figured themselves out.

(ao3)

The first is a compromise in the residents' locker room. A contract drawn up on a blue sticky note, the two of them in scrubs and lab coats, the sounds of the hospital wafting in, a promise to love each other even when they hate each other, to care for when they're old, smelly, and senile. A promise to never walk away. For them both, this is their true marriage.

The second is a formality, a legal certification at city hall, an exchange of vows, to cherish and to love, in sickness and in health, for richer and for poorer. It's a step in the direction of family, permission to check the box on the adoption form that says they're married. He's in a suit, she's in a dress she picked out of her closet. They're joyful, jubilant.

The third is an overcast morning on a ferryboat, he's chattering about how much he loves ferryboats and she's trying not to think about his hand and the surgery and the possibility that he'll never operate again.

Zola's walking round and round them, babbling, as if she's inherited his love for mornings. He wanted to bring her out here, show her a ferryboat and the sea. He likes little things like this, loves to share these moments.

"Are you okay?" he asks, concerned at her silence and preoccupation, bringing her back to the present.

"Let's get married again," she says, "Here. Right now."

For a moment, he just stares. "Here?" he asks, and she can see concern in his eyes, worry, fear, an alarm blaring something is wrong, find out what's wrong.

She smiles, "I'm happy," she says, "And I wanna marry you again. And I want us to be happy. Whatever happens."

He likes the little things, loves to celebrate. He likes spontaneity and he understands both the strength and fragility of what they have.

There's a glint in his eyes when he says, "You know most people get down on one knee to propose."

"You didn't," she teases back and watches him go to find the ferryman.

When they're standing there, laughing, Seattle in the early morning fog in the distance, she reflects how lucky they are to have found eachother. She laughs, watches the ferryman try to decide if they're cracked in the head or not, listens to Derek trying to convince him to perform the ceremony.

"I'm not a Sea-captain," he says.

Derek's smile widens, he's infectious like that, like a child, "Today you are," he says.

Meredith picks Zola up, hair and scarf swept in the chilly wind, her hand cold in his as they're pronounced husband and wife again. Half a dozen half asleep passengers cheer when they kiss and they both wish for nothing but this, this all the time.

[countrymusiclover]

2 - Doctor Nicknames

Part 3

Feisty Coffee Girl

Izzie and I had gone to the bathroom in the gas station since we needed some groceries and the nearest grocery store was an hour away. Holding a hand over my stomach my sister ripped open the package of pregnancy tests we had just bought. “Here it should show up in five minutes after you take it.”

“I can’t be pregnant right. Mom would be furious if I were.” I gulped nervously taking the test out of her hands going into one of the stalls.

Izzie leaned her body against the wall waiting for me. “We will worry about mom after you take the test. Right now just keep calm and do the test so we’ll have an answer.”

“Okay I’m gonna do it now.” I answered her back peeing on the stick and just sitting on the toilet until the time was up. Opening my eyes I blinked through tears so emotional about what was down in front of me.

Izzie knocked on the stall door gaining my attention. “Y/n, what does it say?”

“It uh ... .it's positive.” I croaked through tears with my sister kicking open the door since I hadn’t locked it. She helps me up to my feet getting my pants up seeing me begin uncontrollably sobbing.

She wrapped her arms around my shaking body and I cling onto her for some strength. “Shhh I’m here for you. We will get through this.”

“You really think that?” I asked her.

Izzie broke the embrace holding me by my shoulders sniffing through some tears. “You and I are extremely tough and we will get through this.”

“What do you think it's going to be? Boy or girl?” Moving my hands down to my stomach I sniffed through my own tears. Closing my eyes I paused just thinking about the choice I had to make. I could get rid of it or keep it and become a teenage mother so young.

Izzie clicked her tongue with a light smile. “I'd say girl. She'll be just as badass as you are.”

“I might hope it's a girl someday too.” I gave her a weak smile. Running one of my hands over my stomach would change everything the second the baby's father said he didn’t want to be a teen parent so I ended up on my own. “I've always liked the name Everly. I'll probably name her that.”

“Everly will be an adorable name.’ My twin sister grinned hugging me again and we just held one another.

My phone had been ringing the entire time I was driving home from work. It had been almost over two weeks since I had gotten the random guy's number. Driving towards the elementary school I was on my way to pick up my daughter from school. Caroline was only able to take her during the mornings. Pulling the car to a stop in a spot I entered the school going to her classroom. “Seriously, how many times are you going to call me.” Taking out my phone I ignored the call.

“Mommy!” Lifting my head up I saw my daughter running straight to me. Her hair getting thrown in every direction until she flung herself into my waiting arms.

Wrapping my arms around her I laughed into her hair dropping myself onto my knees. “I've missed you. I miss you all the time you're not with me.”

“Can we go get pizza?” Everly asked me when we broke the embrace.

Brushing hair out of her face I chuckled. “Sure we can. Oh one second it's your aunt Izzie….hey Izzie what's up?”

“Would you be able to come to the hospital? I am stuck here for the rest of the day and I have some gossip I really need to tell you about.” She explained through the phone.

Holding the phone up to my ear with one hand I take Everly’s with my other leading her out to the car. “Izzie I don't know if that's a good idea. I have Everly with me and we want some dinner.”

“Meredith is sleeping with one of the residents in the hospital. I think that's enough of a reason to hear the whole story.” My sister declared.

Sitting my phone in the cup holder I helped Eve get into the backseat of the car getting into my driver's seat switching the phone to speaker making our way home. “Izzie, I love you. I want to spend time with you too. But it is not a good idea to bring her to the hospital.”

“I want to see aunt Izzie.” Everly said from the backseat of the car.

Izzie heard her and kept convincing me. “See, she wants to come see me. It will be fine. I can even add on that there's pizza down in the cafeteria. So please come visit me tonight.”

“Fine Isobel Stevens. We will come to the hospital. Just do your best to not get my daughter sick because then I'll have to take care of her for two weeks.” I caved running my freehand turning the steering wheel changing in the direction of the hospital. Hanging up my phone I hoped that this would just be a good visit and the next time we could hang out at my apartment or at Meredith's house that she was living in with some of her fellow interns.

Everly was already undoing her seatbelt to get out of the car by the time I had parked us outside the hospital. Leading her inside by the hand we found my sister standing at the nurse desk with her three other friends who were Alex, Christina and George. “Aunt Izzie!” Everly removed her hand away from mine jumping up into her waiting arms.

“Oh there's my favorite little niece.” Izzie twirled her around laughing until she sat her down on her feet.

Alex came around the nurse station with a smirk on his face getting close to me. “So you’re her sister huh. I gotta say you might be hotter than Izzie is.”

“Uh…Hey Eve, I think I heard somebody say they have pizza in the cafeteria. Why don’t you go wait over there for a second and then we can go get something to eat.” Bending my knees to be her level I put my hands on my knees to be eye level with her.

Everly grinned skipping over to one of the empty waiting room seats. “Deal. Be quick, mommy.”

“Okay so what gossip were you dying to tell me that we couldn’t do at home?” I focused my attention on my twin sister with her standing in front of me.

She throws her hands up beginning to ramble off with such bright and bubbly excitement that she naturally showed off to her friends and her patients at the hospital. “The doctor that I told you Meredith slept with is the head of brain surgery and is named Derek Shepherd. But he failed to mention that he was married and then his ex wife came to work here. And now for some reason the guy who also cheated on his wife is now in the hospital in that room.”

George leaned his head to the side, getting our group's attention to focus on the open room where a guy was stitching up his own face even though Meredith was standing in front of him. “Why is he suturing his own face?”

Cristina replied. “To turn me on.”

Alex explained where I parted my mouth opened hearing he was clearly impressed. “Cause he's Mark Sloan. He's like the go-to plastic surgeon on the East Coast.”

George gasped in shock. “That's the guy Addison was sleeping with?”

“Who’s Addison?” I raised a brow at the name.

Izzie filled me in. “You can't really blame her, can you? So basically it goes like this. McDreamy is apparently been best friend up until Mark slept with Addison who was McDreamy's wife till he found them sleeping together.”

“Oh wow.” I didn't know what to say about all their crazy gossip.

Cristina said back. “No, not really.”

George gagged. “Yes you can.”

Meredith finally came around the corner entering our conversation. “McSexy wants an x-ray to check for fractures and I think it's a bad idea if I take him.”

George stammered. “Why? Why?”

Alex bolted towards the opposite direction. “I'm on it.”

George asked. “Why is it a bad idea?”

Cristina quoted. “McSexy?”

Izzie responded and Meredith made a disgusted face. “McYummy.”

Meredith and Cristina said in unison. “No.”

Meredith finally spoke up again with another nickname. “McSteamy.”

Cristina awed in agreement. “Oh there it is.”

Izzie glanced down at me. “Yep. What do you think about the nickname Y/n?”

George gagged running away the second the door open and I turned my head in the direction. “Uh, just ah choking back some McVomit.”

“I don’t see what the big fuss about him is - holy shit!” I felt my mouth hang open when a guy with dark brown hair came out wearing a black tea shirt and gray pants.

Everly spoke up. “Shit?”

“You can’t say that. Only mommy says that.” Whipping my head around I warned my daughter with a finger before putting my attention to the guy in front of our group. “I….I’ve met him.”

Christina, Meredith, Izzie and George gasped all looking over at me. “How?”

“Don’t I know you from somewhere…Feisty Blonde?” The guy that looked exactly like Mark made his way over to us. His green eyes landed only on mine and they remained there with him putting almost no gap between us. “What are you doing here, Y/n?”

Running my fingers through my hair I chuckled nervously feeling my face turn red with the interns watching our interaction. “I guess I’m meeting you for the second time, Mark Sloan.”

Comments really appreciated ❤️

[emily-prentits]

i can't even imagine what addison went through still loving him all those years after the divorce. he gets shot in the chest and she hears about it and fears for his life. he goes down in a famous plane crash and she doesn't know if he's dead or alive for days. every time she thinks he's going to die he doesn't, until he dies from a preventable brain injury caused by a perfectly normal car crash.

[clover-blossom]

Time for my annual re-read of Winter Machine's epic Christmas fic, "The Climbing Way".

A *must read* for all Addison x Derek shippers.