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Chapter 23 - Epilogue
Two Months Later
"So are you guys doing anything special for Christmas?" Callie asked, sipping her drink.
"I think it's going to be pretty low-key," said Addison, smiling at Jack. "Just the two of us. We'll do the family obligations on Boxing Day."
Under the table, he gave her hand a squeeze. He knew he was exceptionally lucky to have her in his life. Not only was she his best friend, but she was incredible, brilliant, gorgeous and loved him back. Even after everything he put her through, all that time he kept his past a secret, all those weeks he was unrecognizable and guilt-ridden, she had stayed. She stayed, and she kept on caring and kept on loving him. He would never find anyone like her and he didn't want to.
"I'm just looking forward to the time off," Mark commented as he leaned back in his chair and locked his fingers behind his head.
"Don't think you're going to be doing much relaxing," Callie warned. "I told you that you were helping me wrap – plus you're coming with me to visit my parents in Florida."
Mark groaned loudly and Callie smacked him playfully on the arm.
The pair had always been fairly close, but ever since Hahn had quit and gone to work in LA to be with her sister (Addison couldn't help smirking when she thought of that – like Seattle and LA were the only two places in the world to work), they'd grown closer. Mark was still vague or tight-lipped about whether or not anything concrete had ever happened between him and Hahn, which made Addison believe something had, in fact, and he'd quite cared for her.
In the end, however, whatever it was, it was short-lived and Mark had always been good at moving on. Addison didn't want to jinx it, but she had a strong feeling that her two friends would soon be a romantic item and hopefully one that would last.
She glanced over at Jack, who was joking with Derek and smiled. Though she'd moved back to her own apartment and returned to work within days of Jack deleting the voicemail, at the beginning of December she'd officially moved in as his girlfriend. His place was bigger and nicer, plus she already knew where everything was. Jack was still recovering from the loss of Kate in many ways, but he had finally learned to put things behind him and she couldn't help thinking that she had been instrumental in getting him to that point.
"I'm going to grab us some more drinks," she said and stood. "Do you want anything?"
"I'm good, thanks," he replied and returned her smile. Her heart fluttered and she headed up to the bar to ask Joe for another round.
"You two look happy," he remarked, nodding his head at Jack.
"We are." She beamed.
A little ways over, Meredith was sitting with her group of friends as usual. Cristina's head was resting on her arms and as they talked, Addison was reminded of another conversation she'd overheard back in the late spring when Jack was still quite new to Seattle Grace.
"McYummy, McGreat, McFantastic…" Cristina rattled off in a monontous tone.
"Meredith, we have to give up on this," Izzie shook her head. "There just isn't one that fits."
"There has to be," Meredith said stubbornly.
"McSexy, McDoc, McIntense…"
"Maybe he's not Mc-able." George shrugged.
Alex took a big swig of beer and grumbled, "This is dumbest conversation I've ever sat through."
"You're just jealous that we never bothered to Mc-name you." Meredith tossed her hair over her shoulder and threw back a shot of tequila.
"McSerious, McFoxy, McCastaway…" Cristina droned.
"Wait!" Meredith slapped her hands on the bar, causing her friends to jump. "What did you just say?"
Cristina blinked. "Uh, McCastaway?"
"McFoxy." Meredith tried the name out and all three women swivelled on their bar stools simultaneously to regard Jack. Addison had to physically stop herself from laughing.
"I think that's the one." Izzie nodded approvingly.
"McFoxy." Meredith nodded as well, smirking slightly.
"That only took us, what, like 9 months?" Cristina raised her eyebrows.
"Here you go, Addison," Joe placed the drinks before her and she turned her attention from the junior residents.
McFoxy, she thought with amusement. I'll have to tell him that.
As she made her way back to the table balancing the various drinks for her friends, she thought of the way Jack had kissed her that morning before work, the look on his face when they woke up that morning, the way he'd gazed at her when they were in bed the previous night. She thought of how far they'd come, how far they still might go. He seemed to sense her gaze and he glanced up as she approached and there was that smile again, that one that nearly made her knees buckle.
No, not McFoxy, she thought. McPerfect.
Addison laughed at herself and she set the drinks down on the table. Mark was already sloshing his within minutes, as he debated something sports-related enthusiastically with Derek, while Callie laughed along. Jack immediately took hold of Addison's hand again once she was settled back in her chair.
His heart swelled as he watched her laughing at Mark with Callie, and even if it took him a while to say it, he knew in that moment that she was the one person he wanted to spend the rest of his life with. She was different and wonderful and flawed and he loved every piece of her, and even the man he had become because of her.
Later that night as they were walking to his car, she turned that stunning blue gaze on him and he couldn't help himself. He drew her in for a slow, universe-stopping kiss. When they eventually pulled apart, he tucked a piece of her brilliant red hair behind her ear.
"Addison," he breathed. "You are everything to me… I love you so much."
She smiled, the one that made him feel light-headed, and leaned close so their faces were nearly touching.
"I love you too, Jack."