A/N : So explanation. Squee? Yes, squee. For those who don't know, squee, in AdDek (Addison/Derek) terms, (according to Mel) it means 'orgasmic sex'. Anyway, since GA is out for 3 weeks and we writers from The Incision thought it'd be nice if we have a large dose of AdDek squee when GA is on the break. And here it is, the many short stories of AdDek squee that we have came up with.

Disclaimer : We don't own anything. No point sueing us because seriously, we're all broke.

The following is written by our lovely Kendel (kendel17).

Addison sighed. This was not going to working out. In the last 3 weeks, their sex life had gone completely down hill. She knew it, and her husband knew it. In fact, she had devoted most of the last 12 hours trying desperately to make things more interesting. The only thing she managed was to decide was that it wasn't her.

"Ow!" Addison and Derek fell back against their pillows, actually each others pillows, the only thing accomplished in the last 8 hours was they had switched sides of the bed. Addison pressed her hand to her head and officially, threw in the towel. "I give up" she murmured.

Derek immediately reached over to rest a hand on her stomach, "Are you okay?"

"Ya. Thanks."

"Your thanking me for the most boring sex ever?" Derek couldn't keep the amusement out of his voice.

Addison laughed,"It wouldn't be boring if you weren't so afraid of breaking me."

"I'm not afraid to break you."

"Derek, do you really want to spend the next 32 weeks like this? Relax. There is no way your going to... jiggle it lose, or poke it or..."

"Addison..." Derek rolled over so he was closer to her.

"Derek..." Addison tilted her head and resisted the urge to stick her tongue out at him.

"Shut up" Derek reached behind her and pulled away her pillow, gently hitting her with it.

Addison pretended to struggle, but instead maneuvered herself so he hovered over her. Addison grinned and leaned up to kiss him.

Much better she thought as she snaked one hand to rest on his back, the other tracing designs on his chest. She tightened her arm to pull him closer, but he didn't budge.

"What?" she asked, pulling away.

"Nothing," he assured her, leaning back in.

She turned her head and dropped her hands in exasperation, "Seriously. What's wrong."

"Nothing."

"Seriously," Addison looked at him straight in the eye, "Then why the hell are you so far away."

Derek looked down at their bodies. Their chest where almost a foot apart and he was leaning on his forearms so none of his weight was resting on her body.

"I'm just..." he sighed and slide down her body, "Being careful." He draped an arm across her hips and rested his chin on his arm.

"Don't," Addison watched him as he studied her. Slowly he ran his fingers over her stomach.

"Here?" he questioned, resting his hand on the center of her abdomen.

Addison smiled, resting her hand over her heart, "Yeah."

Derek smiled and leaned up to kiss the spot his hand had just occupied, "I love you," he murmured against her skin.

Addison smiled.

"You too," Derek grinned as he kissed his wife hard on the lips, "We are going to be late for work."