So, this is my first story. It's about Addie and Derek. I love them. I hope you all like the story, it just was something that popped into my head. Well, here goes nothing. WIthout further ado, I present to you:

Still Breathing

"Ouch!" Addison yelped suddenly while talking to Calliope Torres, her only friend here in Seattle. "Stop poking me Callie!"

"I'm not poking you!"

"Oh…" The pain subsided quickly so she thought nothing of it.

"Are you okay?" Callie asked with worry.

"Yeah. I'm fine. I have a consult with Derek in five. And look, there he is. I'll see you for lunch later Callie."

"Bye."

Walking down the white-washed hallways of the hospital, Addison felt a shooting pain in her stomach and side. She surprised a strained yelp by laughing and laid her hand on the person who stood next to her- just noticing it was Derek. He stared at her with a look of distaste mixed with surprise yet she still didn't remove her hand. She whispered in his ear that she couldn't stand. Derek thought that she was just joking and shrugged off her hand.

"Addison!" Derek shouted worriedly as she nearly lost her footing and hung onto him for what seemed like dear life.

"I need you to put your arm around me, " she hissed and he automatically and awkwardly did so, ignoring the gawking glances of the nurses by the nurses station and the interns trailing them.

He felt her slipping and wrapped both his arms around her. This was the closest they'd been for a long time, Addison mused, almost relaxing when she gasped in pain once again. This time her husband actually looked concerned because he knew that Addison never gasped in pain. She never even let on that she was hurt. There was a time in New York when she tripped on a sidewalk and scraped her knee bloody and even though she was wearing five-inch heels, she wouldn't even let him help her up. His thoughts were broken by another gasp masked into a giggle. It was as though she would crumble if not for his arm holding her steady. That wasn't Addie, Addie would never let him help. He knew Addison was truly hurt.

"Derek" the strained voice cried, tears crawling down her beautiful face.

Her husband lifted her into his arms and she buried her face into his chest. The interns following now whispered anxiously amongst themselves, all trying to block Meredith from the view. Nevertheless, she saw and sighed, walking off with Christina to the locker rooms.

Derek noticed and was about to explain when interrupted by Chief Webber yelling, "What the hell are you two doing?! My head of neuro CARRYING my head of neonatal in MY H-"

His rant was interrupted by another gasp of pain from Addison, "SHEPHARD- WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO TO HER?" Derek was already sprinting across the hall to the nearest exam room with addison writhing in pain.

He gently set his wife on the exam room table, not wanting to hurt her more, and switched on the CT. "GET BAILEY AND TORRES NOW!" he shouted to nurses, then added, " NO INTERNS OR OTHER RESIDENTS. "

"Addie.." he whispered… no response… he brushed back the strawberry red locks that turned golden under the lights and revealed two bright green eyes that now had a look of panic. " Derek wrapped his hand around hers and squeezed lightly as if to tell her that he would be here, "Addie, " he said again, "it's going to be okay. You are okay" She whimpered quietly and welcomed his embrace.

"SHEPHARD! What did you do!" Bailey exclaimed as she saw Addison lying on the table in pain. "Where's the CT?"she asked in a gentler voice once she saw the look of extreme worry in his eyes

End of Chapter 1

Hey guys, so basically that was my opener. I realize it is a bit short but the rest of the chapters are long. I updated so that the 2, 3, 4th chapters were combined. Same content, different length. It was just too much trouble to go through 3 pages for like a total of 1, 400 words.

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Love,

Shannon