Where You Belong

11

"...which gives her up to an eighty-five percent chance of getting cancer," was the first thing Derek heard as he stepped around Izzy and into the conference room holding his ex-wife and two close friends.

"And a fifteen percent chance she won't," he cut in, ignoring Addison's protests as he walked around the table to greet Savy.

"What are you doing here?" His ex-wife demanded.

"Weiss asked me to come," he hissed back at her, his eyes challenging her to protest. She stayed silent and he smiled at the small victory before planting a kiss on Savy's head.

"I'm sorry, Derek," Savy told him as he sat next to her. "Cause I love you and I'm really glad to see you, but until you grow a uterus and watch your mother die from this disease... well, you don't get a vote."

Derek turned his attention back to Addison. "Did she tell you they're trying to get pregnant?" He asked, trying to monopolize any way he could. Addison's job usually involved helping people have kids, not permanently preventing them from ever getting pregnant.

"Yes."

"Well, having a hysterectomy is seriously going to throw a wrench in the process."

She rolled her eyes and glared back at him. "Derek-" She started, but was cut off by Savy and Weiss arguing, which ended in Savy ignoring her husband and demanding the surgery take place as soon as possible.

"Okay," Derek finally cut in, using his best calm doctor voice. "Let's just take a step back, take a deep breath and think about this."

"I've already thought about it, Derek. This is going to happen." Savy demanded.

Addison nodded and called Izzy into the room and ordered her to begin pre op tests.

"Derek..." Weiss prompted him to help, but when Derek tried to intervene again, Addison shut him down and was ushering Savy out of the room before Derek had a chance to do any good.

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"Profoleptic surgery is extreme," Derek called, hours later as he finally caught up to his ex-wife again.

Addison scoffed and continued to stride across the catwalk, forcing Derek to fall into step beside her if he wanted to have any semblance of a conversation. "This has nothing to do with you. Why were you even in there? She came to me for a medical consultation. I'm her doctor, Derek. Me." She slowed down enough to point at herself.

"Those are some of our closest friends," he argued. "And it should be me asking why you're even here," he added.

"She's my patient, Derek." She repeated.

He rolled his eyes. "We've established that. I meant asking what the hell you're doing in Seattle."

She spun to a stop. "I can do whatever I want with my life, Derek. You don't get to have a say anymore. You're not my husband anymore," she hissed.

"Thank-god for that," he shot back.

She clenched her jaw and he could swear he saw tears forming before she spun around and began moving away from him.

He quickly caught up to her and reached for her arm, forcing her to stop her motion once again. She pulled her arm from his loose grip, but remained still, waiting for him to speak.

"Look. I may not have a say in your life anymore, but Weiss and Savy are still married. Weiss deserves a say. Whatever the outcome, Weiss deserves a say. And you're helping Savy to not let him have one."

She sucked in a breath as she contemplated his words. "He doesn't have the right to prevent the surgery."

"I never said that. I said he deserves a say. This is a decision they need to make together. They're married and they need to talk."