A Dog Bite

A Private Practice fic by Gigi

Summary: Imagine the shock Addison will feel when she sees Alex Karev sitting in the lobby with a dog bite on his leg. And what's going on with Sam and the dog's owner?

Chapter 3: If Wishes Were Wings...

A/N: I really don't know what to write for this author's note, but I always have one before and after every chapter so it's only appropriate that i have one now. I'm rambling, so I'll let you get back to reading =)

A/N 2: I do have one thing: thank you to weirdtaste, who reminded me why I started writing this in the first place.

"Naomi," Addison started, finally getting that infuriating intern out of her office. "What the hell was that?" she demanded.

"What?" Naomi asked, trying not to smile. "Him? He's adorable!"

"You! You know better than to do that," Addison scolded. "And why do you have such a vendetta against Kim when you're the one who took her guy?" Might as well get to the dirty stuff.

Naomi froze. "H-how'd you know?" She'd never told her that part of how she and Sam had met.

"She told me," the redhead stated simply, leaning back on her desk.

"When?" Why did her voice get so high?

"I was giving her a pelvic exam. Now get on with the story."

"I don't know why I don't like her. I just always think that some part of Sam still misses her, that maybe if he'd married her instead of me, he wouldn't have asked for a divorce," Naomi confessed.

Addison was quiet for a minute. "She sings, now," she declared softly. "When she's not at the hospital. She's apparently very in demand in LA."

"Yeah," Naomi agreed. "She's a pretty fantastic singer." She sounded jealous.

"Na, so are you!" Addison urged. "I can't sing worth crap, so you'll always be better than me."

"Please don't give me a demonstration," Naomi teased. Addison responded with a punch. "It's just that...Sam always felt so guilty for leaving her the way he did."

"He seems to have a streak of that," Addison said wryly. "Men and their stupid relationship patterns should not be allowed here," she muttered sullenly, thinking about Alex.

"What was that about patterns?" Naomi looked up and saw Addison looking into space. "Are you thinking about that intern? Alex?"

"No!" Addison jumped. "His name's Karev. I don't call him Alex; it just sounds too weird."

"So it's sort of your pet name for him," Naomi stated, making both women think of Kim and her name for Sam. "So cute," she taunted. Addison scowled. "Now, spill."

"There's not much to spill." Addison's face gave away the lie. She was never a good liar. "We flirted for what seemed like ages, and then I kissed him at Joe's."

"That's it?" Naomi actually seemed...disappointed.

Addison squirmed. This was kind of embarrassing. "No...he was getting really close to this Jane Doe we had, and I think I got a little jealous. I took him aside after the surgery and asked him if we had another Denny Duquette situation on our hands." Naomi knew all about Denny, but her face still fell when his name came up. The woman did always have a soft spot for tragic love stories. "The next thing I know he's two inches from my face yelling about he was being a good doctor, and I kissed him again." Addison really looked embarrassed now. "There just happened to be a supply closet right behind us...and we slept together. Once."

Naomi observed her best friend. She was holding something back. "It was good, wasn't it?" The redhead nodded. "You wished it was more than once, didn't you?" Another guilty nod. "He acted like Pete, didn't he?"

"Not that I knew Pete at the time," Addison put in, desperately fighting for that last shred of dignity.

"Just answer." Nod. "And then you came here on vacation and kissed Pete." She didn't get a response this time, because Addison was looking past her, horrified, no doubt, at the sight of Alex Karev standing in the doorway. But when Naomi turned, it wasn't Alex. It was Pete. Shit.

"H-how long have you been standing there?" Addison asked, face white.

"Just long enough to want to punch that intern you're talking about," Pete replied coolly. He raised an eyebrow at Naomi with his "I'm adorable" grin that still made Addison's knees go weak. "Could you excuse us, please?" Naomi gave Addison a look guaranteeing a talk later before leaving the room―and closing the door firmly shut.

"Hello, Pete," Addison said as primly as she could manage. Pete had that look in his eyes again. Last time he had that look, they had made out in an exam room. Oh, God, Addison's eyes widened at the realization. Elevators in Seattle are exam rooms here!

"What?"

Addison snapped back to reality―and a very handsome Pete. "Nothing," she lied. "What do you want?"

"I want to kiss you again," he responded, just the way he had in the stairwell. "With tongue. So you feel it in your toes."

Addison wished his saying that didn't make him so much sexier. She wished she had a clue what she wanted. But she found herself thanking God her blinds were closed. And that she was wearing pants.

She found herself between a rock and a hard place, of a sorts. Between her desk, and...Pete. And he seemed to share certain characteristics with the hard place as he continued to attack her with his lips. Now this was a man who knew how to drive a woman completely and thoroughly insane!

Addison finally pulled away from Pete's perfect lips, glancing at the clocks. "Not even eleven o'clock and I've already been made out with three times," she murmured. She couldn't decide if that was a good thing.

"Oh!" Sam's voice came through the haze again. Addison looked over Pete's shoulder to see Sam with his hand over his eyes. Sam, for one, was trying to figure Addison out. Twice in one morning, he'd walked in on her making out...with two different men! "Um..."

"Yes?" Addison asked while she straightened her shirt, almost squealing with surprise when she saw some buttons were undone.

"Naomi said Pete was in here," Sam declared, as if that cleared anything up.

"Yes?" Pete echoed Addison. Addison flushed bright red when she realized some of his buttons were undone, too! She never even remembered doing that!

"Uh―some men are here from the fire department with something for you," Sam answered, visibly pulling himself together. "They want to make you an honorary fireman for saving their chief, or something like that."

"Pete, that's great!" Addison exclaimed. She forgot for a moment that Karev was here, that Pete and her were not a couple, that she was still sandwiched between him and her desk, and softly kissed him on the lips. "Congratulations," she smiled. Of course, Pete's and Sam's startled faces brought her back to reality, and she whispered urgently, "Oh, my God, I'm sorry. I don't even know what that was."

"We'll talk about that later," Pete promised. "And, by the way, that was a kiss." He winked at her as he walked out of the office with Sam.

Addison slid to the floor against her desk, burying her face in her hands. Everything had gotten so crazy today, and she had no idea what she felt about Karev or even Pete.

She lifted her head when she saw Sammy Davis barking and running to her. Smiling, she picked him up and started petting him.

Kim, after looking for her dog for twenty minutes, finally found Sammy in Addison's lap on the floor of her office. She was about to call out when she heard the woman start confiding in the dog.

"It's all your fault, you know?" she asked goodnaturedly as she scratched Sammy's ears. "You had to go and bite Karev. Then he had to go and kiss me, twice. Then Pete had to go and kiss me. Then I had to go and kiss him." Kim's heart went out to the redhead as she tried to puzzle out her emotions. "You started it all, and you don't even realize it. I wish I could be like that. Completely in the moment, just doing what made me happy. You're lucky."

"There you are, Sammy," Kim announced, acting as if she had not been standing there for the past five minutes. "I'm sorry if he bothered you," she apologized.

"Oh, no, he and I had a nice chat," Addison assured, handing the dog to Kim.

"Look, I'm no psychiatrist, but I am a pediatrician. I talk to lots of kids when they can't decide between something or if they are lost," Kim started. "If you ever want to talk..."

Addison smiled again, "Thanks. You know what? I think I might just like you."

"I think I just might like you, too," Kim laughed. "Funny world, isn't it?"

A/N: Okay, so it's 12:31 in the morning. I had actually intended to read my book and then sleep before now. Oh, well. I like this chapter right now. But I have NO idea if this is good or crappy because I've had a massive headache all day, so PLEASE don't put me through the torture of guessing if you liked it or not by REVIEWING!