"Addison." Derek called out, caught completely off guard with the woman in front of him. "What are you doing here?"

It had been a year since their divorce. Addison had left Seattle immediately after the papers were signed. She moved to Los Angeles and joined a practice with friends from med school. Derek had not seen or spoken to her since then.

"I uh..." she was flustered, obviously not expecting to see him. "It's just been a stressful few weeks at the practice and the hospital and I needed a few days off to relax." she explained. Choosing to go to "the place with the bed and the sheets" seemed like the best idea she had ever had. At least it was until she ran into her ex-husband. "What are you doing here?"

"I loved this place, I've been looking for an excuse to come back so I figured I'd bring Meredith."

"Oh, Meredith is here?" Great, my ex-husband and his mistress.

Derek shook his head. "We broke up three weeks ago but they didn't let me cancel my reservation and I needed to get away so it seemed like a good idea to come without her."

"Oh, I'm sorry." Addison offered.

Derek shrugged. "It was a long time coming." he replied. "How are things going with you? How is LA?"

"It's good but there is a lot to do and no enough time to do it. I just needed a weekend away." Addison replied with a smile. "Look, this weekend won't be awkward, I promise. I have no plans to leave my room. Just gonna stay in the amazingly comfortable bed in those unrealistically soft, warm sheets, order their mind blowing room service and watch shitty TV with the fireplace no. You'll never see me."

Derek laughed. "I was just about to tell you the same thing. I mostly came for the same reason. It's not like there is anything to do here anyway."

"Next guest." The woman at the check-in counter called. Addison turned to realize that that was her.

She turned back to Derek and smiled at him. "Have a good weekend." she said before stepping up to the counter to check-in.

Addison was still in bed the last night of her trip, curled up with a book she'd been meaning to read for months. She was interrupted by a knock on the door and got up thinking it was room service. Instead she saw Derek standing behind her door with a bag of take-out.

"You remember that restaurant we went to the one time we got out of bed during our trip here?" Derek asked.

"The place with the really good filet mignon?" Addison asked. "Of course I remember."

"Well I was just there picking up food and I remembered how much you loved that steak so I got it for you. Medium-rare, substituted the baked potato for mashed potatoes, just like you like." he said as he retrieved the plastic container from the brown paper bag and held it out to her.

"You really didn't have to do that, Derek." Addison murmured as she took the container from him. "Thank you."

"No problem." he said with a smile. "I'll let you get back to whatever you were doing."

"You could come in, if you want. We could have dinner together." Addison suggested. "Or not...It's completely fine. Whatever you want."

Derek considered it for a minute before choosing to step into the room. He set the food down on the table and sat across from Addison. They quickly got comfortable with one another and after dinner came the room service ordered tiramisu in bed, just as they had done during their last trip to the five star, waterfront hotel.

"I just realized I'm in bed with my ex-wife." Derek murmured as he took his last bite of the dessert. They had avoided discussing their divorce, or the troubled years of their marriage to make it less awkward. Derek's mention of "ex-wife" was the first time the topic had come up.

The guilt quickly washed over Addison. She put the half eaten dessert on the nightstand and got out of bed. "Oh, my god. I'm so sorry." she told him as she paced back and forth with her hand covering her face in shame. "I should never have suggested dessert in bed. I shouldn't have forced you to have dinner with me. I was supposed to stay out of your hair. I got too comfortable too quickly, we were talking about told time and I crossed a line."

Derek's brows furrowed together as he watched Addison all but break-down in front of him.

"We're divorced, that means you're not obligated to do any of this with me anymore." she continued.

"Woah, woah, Addison..." Derek started, pulling her hands away from her face. "You didn't do anything wrong."

"Of course I did."

"I did not do this out of obligation, I did not do this because I felt like you were forcing me. I miss your company and contrary to what you think, I had a great time tonight." he told her honestly. "In fact, I was going to ask if you'd like to have breakfast together tomorrow after check-out. Maybe we can even go to the airport together if the flight times match up."

"Really?" Addison asked doubtfully.

"Really." Derek promised. "Don't feel bad. I don't regret anything about tonight. I had a great time with you and I would really love it if I could see you again before we leave. Would you be up to that?"

Addison nodded. "Yeah."

Derek smiled. "Okay, check-out is at 11:30 and if I know you, you'll still be in bed until 11 and you'll call to get an extended check-out. So we'll meet in the lobby around 12 and figure it out from there. Sound good?"

The next morning they met up and after breakfast (or lunch, rather, because of the time) they shared a car to the airport and killed time at an airport bar before their flights boarded. Addison's flight was scheduled 45 minutes before Derek's so he walked her over to her gate. He moved in to hug her goodbye but that soon became a tender kiss on the lips. When he pulled away he noticed Addison's blushed cheeks.

"What was that?" she asked.

"Can I call you after we get back home?"

"Derek, what's going on here? What are we doing? We weren't supposed even see one another this weekend and now you want to get together again?"

"I don't know, it just feels right." he explained with a shrug.

"Derek..." Addison sighed. "We can't do this. It's just old feelings that are gone. It's instinct, just like it was for me last night. You don't want to be with me anymore."

"I strongly disagree." he replied. "Maybe this was fate, seeing you here like this after a break-up. I haven't been this happy and relaxed since our divorce. I miss being around you."

"That doesn't mean that we should be in a relationship. We've been acting like we are since last night and I think that confused you."

"It didn't." he said surely. "Please don't just shoot it down. Give it a chance. We've had some time apart to forgive and forget and that could be exactly what we needed."

"We live in different states."

"So? This won't be the first long distance relationship. We can make it work. And we don't have to worry about details right now because you have to get on that plane and go home. Just promise to answer when I call you. Or at least promise to call me back if you can't answer."

They heard an announce make the final boarding call from the ticket station. Addison glanced at Derek in silence for a few seconds before finally nodding her head. "I promise."

"Addison's been on the phone for the last hour and a half." Violet noted as she walked into the kitchen during the lunch break at the practice. "Anyone know who she's talking to?"

"Maybe it's a business call." Sam suggested. "She could have been on hold for a while."

"On hold? With that lovesick smile on her face?" Cooper replied. "I somehow highly doubt that, Sam."

"Maybe she's talking to her boyfriend." Pete suggested. "That would explain the why she's been on the phone during her every lunch break since she got back from wherever it was. It would explain the lovesick smile she's got right around lunch time. It would explain why she goes straight home after work instead of coming out with us..."

"You think she's got a boyfriend we don't know about?" Naomi asked, trying not to scoff and laugh at the idea. "We are best friends. I know everything she does. Everything. I would know if she was dating someone she met while she was on vacation. She said she didn't even leave her hotel room during her trip. She went for the bed, the sheets and the room service. I don't really know understand that but I'd expect it from Addison. Montgomeries would spend money to fly first class to another state to stay in bed in great sheets."

"Everyone look natural, here she comes." Cooper warned, gliding into a seat to look busy with his meal.

Addison walked in and when right for the fridge to grab her favorite green juice. She turned back to see everyone staring at her.

"Ditching us during lunch again, Montgomery?" Pete asked playfully.

"I've got someone on hold in my office. Can't stay."

"That's what you said yesterday." Pete told her.

"And the three days before that." Cooper mumbled. "And a few days last week."

Addison chuckled, trying to be as discreet as possible. "Sorry guys, I've just got a lot going on lately. Oh, and speaking of which, I won't be able to come in Saturday this week. I'm gonna leave Friday around 4 and I won't be able to come in again until Monday morning. I already moved around my patients and told Charlotte to take my name off the call list but I just wanted to let you guys know too."

"Oh come on, Addison..." Violet pleaded. "You're getting laid, just tell us who the lucky guy is."

"I haven't gotten laid yet." Addison replied truthfully.

"Yet?! That means there is a guy that you didn't tell me about!" Naomi exclaimed. "You go hang up that phone and come here and tell me everything."

Addison gave them all a teasing smile. "Maybe later." she replied before leaving the kitchen.

"Can't we just figure out what line she's on and listen in?" Naomi suggested.

Violet shook her head. "I thought of that. She's on her cell phone. I guess we'll just have to wait and see."

Addison walked into her office after an appointment. She immediately pulled out her cell phone from the drawer in her desk. She saw a missed call from Derek and a voicemail. A small smile grew on her face as she listened to the message which informed her that he was boarding his flight to Los Angeles. Although he had told Addison a dozen times, he mentioned yet again that he hired a chauffeur to pick him up at the airport and drop him off at her house.

"I know you had an appointment that you couldn't cancel, and you're probably with a patient right now, but don't worry, I remember where you said you hide your spare. Take your time at the practice and I'll hopefully be there when you get home." The smile on Addison's face drew larger.

Two and a half hours, two patients and one delivery later, Addison eagerly took off from work with brief explanation to her coworkers. She saw Derek's small suitcase by the door when she walked in and was instantly met with Derek when she stepped passed the foyer.

"You're really here." she murmured after a full two minutes in his arms.

"I told you I would be. I told you I'm serious about making this work." he said with a chuckle. "Did you successfully slip away from the crew or are they still on to you?"

"They are still on to us. I wouldn't be surprised if they all set up camp at Sam's house to try to catch a glimpse into here to see who I'm with. I wouldn't be surprised if they take shifts so we don't go unmonitored at any time of the day."

"Are they really that nosey?"

Addison smiled. "They sure are."

"Well they are never going to figure it out because we are going to spend this whole weekend in the bedroom doing things that I've been dreaming about for the past two weeks."

"You think we're having sex?" Addison asked, laughing at the fact that he honestly believed it would happen.

"We had phone sex..."

"It's not the same." Addison insisted. "We can spent the whole weekend in the sack when I come to Seattle in two weeks. Its just that this is our first time actually together since we decided to get back together. I don't want to go right to sex."

Derek nodded understandingly. "What did you have in mind?"

"Well, I was thinking Disneyland tomorrow, Sunday we can sleep in, maybe stop by the practice so everyone can finally see who the lucky man is. Then we'll come home and I'll help you get packed, we can have a short moonlit walk on the beach and I'll take you to the airport."

"You sound like you've been planning that for a while."

Addison gave him a guilty smile. "I have been wanting to go to Disneyland and I've never had a reason. You're going to be my reason."

"Sounds like a plan to me." Derek approved. "Wait, you guys work on Sundays?"

"Not technically, I mean, we're not seeing patients. But we all usually go in to finish the mountains of paperwork that we don't do throughout the week."

"Well you have to learn to finish yours throughout the week because you're all mine over the weekends...Well, for now you're mine two weekends out of the month but hopefully we can make it every weekend if work allows."

"Get naked now, Shepherd. It's been a long time." Addison said loudly as soon as she and Derek walked into the trailer after he picked her up from the airport. She froze when she saw the champagne over ice and a table set for two.

"I thought we'd have dinner first. I made your favorite and left it in the oven so it stays warm."

"My favorite?" Addison questioned. "I've been eating take-out for a very long time. I don't really remember what my favorite homemade meal is."

"My famous mac and cheese, from scratch, mind you, not from a box. Even made my own pasta for you last night. That's how special you are."

Addison opened the oven and a smile appeared on her face when she saw the golden brown bread crumb coating of the mac and cheese, her favorite part. "You put extra bread crumbs on it..." she trailed off.

"I did."

She turned back to him and bridged the gap between them. "Sex now, food later."

After an hour in bed and another forty minutes in the small shower, Derek and Addison finally made it to dinner. Addison tied her damp hair into a bun and pulled one of Derek's oversized t-shirts on before sitting at the table and eagerly awaiting her mac and cheese. Making conversation over dinner was easy and not nearly as awkward as it had been while they were married and Addison was grateful for that.

"Do you think we'll have a chance at make our dream come true this time around?" Derek asked her that night in bed while they were cuddle together, her head on his chest as she traces light circles on his stomach with the tip of her index finger.

"What dreams?"

"Do you think we'll make it to the end this time?" Derek reworded. "Finally have kids?"

Addison froze, pulling away from him to retreat to her side of the bed and turn her back to him.

"Addie?" he asked. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to move too fast or scare you or anything." After getting no response, he moved closer to her and pulled her back a little to hold her against his chest. "I'm sorry."

"I should be the one who is sorry." Addison finally spoke up. "I've got 2 fertile eggs left, might as well have no eggs left. There are a whole shitton in there and only two are qualified to conceive a you know how difficult that makes it to get pregnant? It's not like I'll ever know when those eggs specifically are ovulating. And my FSH is through the roof..."

"You had fertility tests done?"

"I wanted to have a baby when I went to LA. I wanted to move on with my life and a baby was the next maybe this is for the best, I'd be horrible mother. I'd be Bizzy 2.0."

"No you wouldn't. You would be an amazing mom, you more maternal than your mother could ever be. And you don't have to carry a child and give birth to it for it to be yours. We could look into adoption, donor eggs, surrogacy...If you want a baby we can still have a baby." Derek told her reassuringly.

"But you want a baby that's a part of you, that you created and I carried."

"That's how I always thought it would happen but like doesn't always go as planned. I don't care how the child gets here, I'm happy as long as we raise him or her together."

"You mean that?" she asked unsurely. "You're sure that this won't just be a problem later on?"

"I'm positive." Derek reaffirmed, pressing a kiss to her temple.

The couple went back and forth between Seattle and Los Angeles for almost 3 months without interruptions. But the streak was ruined during what was supposed to be their 11th weekend together. Addison was getting ready to leave the practice when she got a call from Derek. He was supposed to be waiting for her at her house, as always.

"I'm coming, I'm leaving right now." she said as soon as he answered.

"Honey, I'm sorry, I just got out of surgery."

"You missed your flight?" Addison asked in disbelief. A part of her thought he was lying to her, that she'd get home to find him naked in her bed.

"VIP patient, Richard forced me. I was going to call you sooner but there was one complication after another." he explained. "I have to stay and monitor him overnight and Richard wants me to come in tomorrow to check on over the next few days."

"Oh..." she trailed off.

"I'm so sorry, honey. I will make it up to you, I promise. I'll try to get a couple extra days off to stay longer the next time I come."

"It's okay." Addison told him reassuringly. "Things come up. I know you didn't plan it to be like this."

"I didn't. My suitcase was packed and sitting by the door, I was going to stop by to change and grab it and leave." he insisted. "I'm so sorry."

"It's okay." she repeated. "Derek, Dell says I've got a patient who wants to talk to me in lobby. I've got to go." she lied to excuse herself. After ending the call, Addison went home and emptied half a bottle of wine before crying herself to sleep. She didn't get out of bed that whole weekend but pretended to be fine every time he called.

Derek flew out the following weekend to make it up to her.

She flew out to Seattle two weeks later, the rain never stopped so they stayed at her hotel the whole weekend. They watched romantic movies in bed with hot cocoa or coffee, or they snuggled to keep on another warm.

"Maybe you should come out to Seattle more often. It's never this cold in LA, we don't have to snuggle like this in that heat." Derek joked.

"I hate Seattle and you know it. You're just lucky I like you enough to ignore that and come to see you anyway." Addison shot-back light heartedly. "I even stayed in your trailer that first weekend I came to visit. If that's not love then I don't know what is."

"You're right, you're one of a kind." Derek murmured and pulled her against his chest to continue spooning her. "I was hoping we could go on a ferry ride this weekend but it's going to rain the whole time, every single minute. We may have to save that for next time."

"See, in LA we don't have this problem. We always know when it's going to rain so we can plan accordingly. Only once in a million years will rain actually prevent you from doing something. So maybe you should come to LA more often."

"It is something we'll have to talk about at some point. We can't keep going back and forth forever. We should sit down and weigh the pros and cons of both cities to figure out who's moving. Or maybe we can consider going back to New York or somewhere completely new."

"Woah, what?" Addison asked, pulling out of his arms at the completely unexpected change in topic. "We're talking about moving?"

"We don't have to do it right now but it is something that's going to happen somewhere down the line, isn't it? You're not planning on going back and forth every two weeks, are you?"

"I don't want to think that far ahead. That was out problem last time, we planned and planned and never worked on the present. We'll take it as it come, okay?" she sounded cool and collected but she was freaking out on the inside. She would not move back to Seattle for him, not again.

A month later Derek got a call the morning of Addison arrival in Seattle. "Addie? Headed to the airport already?" he asked.

"I delivered a 31 week premie last night. I can't leave the hospital, he's touch and go. I didn't want to call you too early because I didn't want to wake you. I'm sorry." she apologized.

"What's wrong with the baby?"

"The mother came into the ER too late so I couldn't administer steroids to aid lung development so he's got RDS, he's on a vent."

"Aw, poor little guy. Is he going to be okay? Do you think he'll make it?"

"I don't know." she whispered honestly. He knew she rarely gave up on patients, she always had hope that she'd be able to pull of a miracle. To hear her so unsure of herself told him that this really was a difficult case. "I'm sorry, Derek."

"Hey, it's fine. It happens. Besides, that little guy really needs you. He's lucky to be in such great hands."

"You're kissing ass. What did you do? Did you call my mother and tell her we're back together or something equally horrible that will earn me a two hour lecture from someone?"

"Mandatory disaster preparedness seminar at the hospital the weekend I'm supposed to come. My request for time off was not granted. I have to to attend the seminar."

"Oh..."

"I'm sorry."

"I can't come this week, we're both working next weekend and you can't come the week after. That's a really long time..."

"We'll get by, we always do." Derek told her, hoping that silver lining would be enough.

"Dr. Montgomery, Baby Hanson's stats are falling." a voice in the background called for her.

"I'll be right there." Addison responded to the nurse. "I have to go Derek, his stats are falling." she said, hanging up before he could say anything else.

"I can't do this." Derek confided in Mark. "I miss her all the time. Every other weekend with her is not enough."

"So make it every weekend." Mark suggested with a shrug, as if that option was supposed to be obvious to him.

"We can barely manage every other weekend. We both work, she's got a practice to manage, patients, she's contracted with a hospital, sees patients there too. I'm here running a department, it's not easy to get time off that often."

"Okay, then what's the point of this conversation. That's the only solution and it's not possible."

"That's not the only solution. There is one more solution."

"And what would that be?"

"I could quit and move to LA to be with her."

Mark stared blankly at Derek. "Quit and move? I moved to Seattle for you. You can't quit and move to LA!" he exclaimed.

"You could move too. I'm sure the practice would love to add a plastic surgeon. You could set your own hours and make double what you're making here. Plus it's much warmer in LA so people wear much less, and the practice is a block away from the beach so you'll be seeing lots of skin."

"Derek, I'm contracted here for another year. I can't leave."

"My contract ends next month." Derek told his former (and secretly current) best friend. "I'm just planning to not renew. I met with the chief of staff at the hospital Addison's practice is affiliated with and signed a contract., I can do my surgeries there and see patients at the practice. I'll be with Addie more, work less. It could be great."

"Have you discussed this with Addison?" Mark asked.

Derek shook his head. "I'm going to surprise her the next time I go out there."

By some miracle, Derek was able to get the next weekend off. He showed up at St. Ambrose where he knew Addison was on call and she looked less than pleased to see him. Something he was completely not used to. "Hey, honey." he greeted her with a smile and leaned closer to kiss her cheek, wanting to keep his level of PDA appropriate for a busy hospital.

"What are you doing here?" she asked, barely responding to his affectionate gesture. She went back to filling the chart of a patient she had just finished with.

"I managed to get this weekend off. I bargained with Richard to give it to me since I'm forced into the seminar next weekend."

"And you couldn't call to clear this with me?"

"You didn't answer your phone so I decided to surprise you...I now realize you did not want to be surprised."

"I'm working a 24 shift here today, I finish at 5 am. I'm was planning on sleeping until 10 because I have patients lined up at the practice from 12 to 7. I have absolutely no time this weekend. You wasted your vacation days and your time and money to sit around and wait all day while I'm at work."

"I'll find something to do. I can go sightseeing or hang out at the practice while you're there, keep you company between patients."

"Derek..." Addison trailed off disapprovingly.

"Fine, you want me to go back to Seattle? I will. Just say the words and I'm gone. We can just stick to our schedule, no surprises. But I do need to talk to you before I leave. We have something to discuss."

"I have something to talk to you about too." she murmured, looking down at the ground before looking up to meet his eyes.

"Okay, you go first. We might not be able to focus after my announcement."

There was a few silent seconds before Addison worked up the courage to say, "Derek, I can't do this anymore."

Derek looked at her with no clear expression on his face. "Please tell me you're talking about this conversation, or this shift, or a case." he murmured after a few moments of silence.

"I'm talking about us, this relationship. We tried, it's just not working. I can't do this to myself anymore." she told him honestly. "I've been meaning to tell you for a few days, I've been thinking about it a lot but I wanted to do it in person. It seemed wrong to do it over the phone. This is starting to fall apart, Derek, and it's better to end it sooner rather than later."

"Falling apart?"

"You cancelled on me last month, I cancelled on your last week, you cancelled next week."

"But I came this week."

"Yes, with no warning, no consideration about how that will work out for me. It was a good run, we had 5 months together and I'm grateful for that but it's just starting to come apart and I can't handle that physically or emotionally."

"You're breaking up with me." It wasn't really a question. He just had to say it to hear the words coming out of his mouth.

Addison nodded with nothing else to say. "What was it that you wanted to talk to me about?"

"Nothing, nevermind. It doesn't really matter anymore." Maybe he could get Charlette to void his contract and he could stay at Seattle Grace.

"Okay." She had never seen him look so hurt, not even when he walked in on her with his best friend. It hurt her to know she caused it but she was also relieved that the wild chase would finally be over. "I have to go scrub in, I've got surgery in a few minutes. Have a safe flight home." she finally brought herself to say before vanishing down the hall before the had time to react.

A/N: Hey, everyone! I have been trying very hard to come up with a new story since I posted the last chapter of "Forgotten." Sadly, I still can't come up with a good, original chaptered story so I'm trying to think up shorter things for now. I've got three or four one-shots in the works...but I'm stuck on the ending for every single one them. So the fact that I've gotten through this makes me really happy and I'm excited to share it with you. It is not a full blown chaptered story but it's not a one-shot either. It's a two-shot and part two is over half done (and I have a vision for the ending so I won't get stuck!) It should be up within a week at most

Anyway, hope you guys like Part 1 of this story. Let me know if I missed any typos, please. Be sure to leave a review with your thoughts and suggestions. I really appreciate it! Thanks :)