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The blinding sunlight burned Addison's eyes as she recognized her situation. Chronic hangover. She sighed and opened her eyes all the way, and almost screamed. Alex Karev was laying next to her. Both of them were fully clothed, thank God. But why in the hell was he in her bed? She squinted against the light. She watched him sleep for a few seconds, not wanting to wake him.

He is a guest, after all.

Then her curiosity got the better of her. She took her down-filled pillow and whipped it at his head.

"Five more minutes," he said, shaking his hand in her direction. She almost giggled. What a child.

"No, get up NOW!" she shrieked, hitting him again. This, of course, got his attention.

"Good morning sunshine," he said, smiling nervously. "I see you're not on top of me anymore."

"You don't—we didn't—" Addison couldn't seem to form a coherent sentence, but she pointed from herself to Alex in a frantic manner, and he almost laughed.

"Oh, yeah," he grinned. "We had sex many many times last night. You were fantastic."

Addison almost passed out.

"Im just kidding," he said, this time laughing. "You passed out on top of me, thank you. I didn't do anything."

She threw the pillow at him and sighed, running her fingers through her tangled mess of hair. "So, why did you bring me home? And stay?"

"Uhm, it was either me or Mark Sloan," he said. "While I had the decency to not touch you, Mark would have been different."

"Wow, thanks Alex," she said sincerely. She stood up and walked to the mirror and screamed. Alex jumped up and followed.

"What?" he asked.

"I look like shit!" she exclaimed, touching her face. Alex sighed and shook his head.

"You better get in that shower now, because I'm already an hour late for rounds. Unless you want me barging in there when your halfway through and making you get out or share a shower." Addison smiled inwardly. How awesome would that be?

She dashed past him and took a dress from the hanger in her closet, grabbing underwear and a bra on her way to the bathroom. She smiled at him when she shut the door, making sure it was locked. She smiled at her reflection.

Alex sat on her bed, smiling. He had thought she would have kicked him out of the hotel room, that she would have screamed at him, and he would be permanently part of Mark's specialty. However, everything about Addison Montgomery was surprising. Maybe that's why he liked her.

He saw her red purse laying open on the floor. Instinct instantly said, stay away. Woman's purse. No touchie. But he couldn't help it. A big brown envelope was sticking out. Promising himself that he was only going to put it back in the purse he picked it up, conveniently upside down. The papers fell out, and he saw the heading: Proceedings for Divorce.

Wow. That's juicy.

His eyes went to the bottom of the paper, where he saw Derek's signature. Addison's was only signed with her first name. There were tear stains on it. Alex looked at it sadly.

Abruptly, he heard the shower turn off. He stuffed the papers back into the envelope and put it back in the purse. Just when he sat down on the bed again, Addison left the bathroom, her hair wet, but dressed impeccably.

"Your turn," she said. Alex just stared at her. She frowned, and he almost smiled at the funny pout she did.

"Hello?" she tilted her head to the side, confused. Why wasn't this idiot talking? She walked up to him and waved her hand in his face. "KAREV!" she barked.

Suddenly, Alex wrapped his arms around her and hugged her. She stiffened, then relaxed. She sighed, and he pulled away.

"What was that?" she asked, trying not to blush or smile.

He shrugged. "You looked like you needed a hug." And with that, he kissed her forehead lightly and walked into the shower.

Addison stared at the wall for a second.

Today was going to be a good day.

She could just feel it.

EHH?? Next chapter up next weekend. :D Leave reviews, loves.