This story was inspired by a post I saw on tumblr of Will and Addison, just like my other stories so far. This story is the third in a group of stories I'm writing about Will/Addison. It's set after TGW s03e13 and after PPP s05e10. Set BEFORE TGW s03e14. Read away! I really do hope you enjoy it and pretty please tell me what you think! I LOVE to get feedback.

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Disclaimer: I own nothing, absolutely nothing. The characters etc are not mine.

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"Wendy," Peter said from behind his desk. "I'm glad you could come."

She smiled politely from the seat in front of him feeling both jealous that he was on the other side of the desk and curious as to why she was there. She was pretty sure it had something to do with Will Gardner.

"So am I," she smiled. "What can I do for you Peter?"

"The case of judicial bribery against Will Gardner."

"What about it?" she was not going to let him drop it.

"It needs to disappear, at least in looks. Will has to think that the charges are being dropped, or at least, that you're backing off. My wife cannot know this is continuing."

Wendy looked at him questionably but nodded.

"Make sure Cary and Dana know."

"Will do sir," she nodded, then stood up, straightened her skirt and left.

Peter leaned back in his chair. It was absolutely necessary that Alicia believed the case was gone. He'd just gotten his family back, he wasn't about to lose it. In a week he'd be moving back in and soon everything would be back to normal. He wasn't going to jeopardize that.

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"You have to go back to New York some time," Addison told him, sitting down on the couch to flick on the morning news. It was her first day back at work after she'd fainted and she wasn't going to let on that she was nervous.

"Maybe."

He sat down next to her, passing her a fruit smoothie for breakfast. "What's news for today?"

He froze when he saw Alicia on the screen, felt the pang of longing in his gut. That turned to anger when the shot flicked on to show her on Peter's arm. He knew they were hiding the separation, for the kids, pretending to still be together, but what was on the screen was more than just pretending, he just knew.

Addison's hand tightened around his arm. "You okay?"

"She's…"

"He's her husband," she said, brushing his arm softly, she could see how much pain and anger he was feeling. The betrayal. What hurt more was the realization that this was how she'd made Mark feel. But at least she hadn't done it on TV.

"He cheated on her!" He said angrily.

She pressed a kiss to his cheek. "Go. Go back to New York. I'm fine here. Go."

He didn't want to leave her, but he couldn't lose Alicia. Not so completely. It was one thing for her to leave him, to move on. He wanted her to be happy, but being with Peter wasn't going to make her happy. He knew.

"Are you sure?"

Addie just smiled and nodded, cupping his face in her hands she went onto her toes to kiss him. "Go Will. Get her back."

She smiled as he ran up the stairs to get his clothes. She knew he loved Alicia, and she knew Alicia cared for him. She'd seen how she'd dismissed her husband that day after court. She might not have known the whole story, but she knew it wasn't right. She knew that it was Alicia's husband who was behind the investigation into Will, and she knew it was somewhat fueled by Will's relationship with his wife.

She dam well hoped Will could stop it. That man didn't deserve Alicia, Will did.

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"Kalinda," Will said into his phone, as he waited in the airplane lounge. "What's happening with the investigation?"

"From what I can tell, nothing," Kalinda said, looking out the window of her rental car. She'd been following Dana for the last few days in a variety of different cars and hadn't seen anything suspicious.

"You sure?"

"Sure. What is it Will?"

"Nothing," he said, trying to convince himself as well as her. "How's Alicia?"

So that was what this was about, Kalinda thought. Alicia. The poor man was stuck on her. She didn't quite have the heart to tell him that she was back with Peter.

"Good."

"You don't sound sure K."

"I'm not. I have to go Will."

"Okay. I'm on my way back to New York," Will told her as the screen flicked to say his flight was not boarding. "I'll see you soon."

With that, Will picked up his bag and headed onto the plane, leaving behind the sunny state of California for the busy streets of New York.

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"He's gone?" Amelia asked at the same time Violet asked, "He left?"

"Yes. He went back to New York."

"Why?"

"Hopefully to win back the woman he loves," she told them, reaching up to grab a cup from the top shelf. Coffee was not good during pregnancy and she was trying to detox from it.

Violet's eyes widened.

"The woman he loves?" Amelia asked.

"Yeah."

Addison hadn't realized that she hadn't told them about Alicia, but now that she did she kind of enjoyed it.

"So he just left you, to go back to another woman?" Violet asked.

"And?"

"You're pregnant Addie!" Amelia said angrily.

"Yes," Addison nodded. "Yes I am. And?"

"He left you!"

"No he didn't," Addison smiled, sitting down on one of the kitchen stools. "We were never together Amelia. He's a friend, nothing more. He knew I wasn't quite over Sam and I knew he was far from over Alicia."

"Alicia?" Violet asked in her monotone therapist voice. "Is that her name?"

"Yes. She works for him." At the looks she got she laughed. "Oh it's not like that. They went to school together back in the day, she got married and stayed at home with her kids, he kept working."

"And you're just okay with this?" Amelia asked.

"Amelia," Violet soothed.

"No," Addison said, looking the woman she saw as her sister straight in the eye. "I am okay with this Amelia. We're not together. This baby," she rubbed her belly, "he's his or her father, but that doesn't mean he's going to be the dad. He's the equivalent of a sperm donor. A good friend who helped me get pregnant."

"But you didn't get pregnant by artificial insemination Addie, you had sex. Sex."

"Well yes Amelia, I had sex. And I got pregnant, but he isn't going to be anything more to my child than the fun uncle, the man who gave me his sperm to have him or her. End of story."

She stormed out and Amelia sighed angrily, turning to Violet. "How can she just be okay with this?"

"You of all people should understand," Violet said, still using her therapist voice.

"Because I've had an addiction."

"Not everything is about your drug use Amelia," Violet told her. "You should understand because you've known her the longest. Because you know how much she wants to be a mom."

"But it can't just be sex with her," Amelia said. "I'm worried for her. He's going to hurt her."

"Addison's stronger than you think," Charlotte told them from the door.