This story was inspired by a post I saw on tumblr of Will and Addison, just like my other story, the MacKenzie case. 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. It will likely continue to somewhat continue the TGW story line, but part two of this story will continue before TGW e14 (have you seen the promos? EXCITED). And that's the kind of, have to tell you stuff. I feel I must calm the Willicia hearts to say that it's coming. Just breathe and be patient, she'll feature in the next chapter. Oh yeah, I meant to ask, does anybody have any name suggestions, should I decide to change it? Chuck 'em here .com/ask/ and 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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Oh, and the disclaimer: I own nothing, absolutely nothing. The characters etc are not mine.
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"I like her the most," Addison said, pointing to a mother of two who'd already been a surrogate before and had no fertility problems. She was a red head, like Addison, and had a lovely smile.
Will nodded, taking the file out of her hand to reread it. "Sounds good."
"Really?"
His smile was warm, even though she knew he was making fun of her. "Yes really."
"Who do you like?"
Digging around in the pile of surrogates, he found to one he was looking for. "This one." She was a redhead too, but younger. She'd been a surrogate twice, but had never had any kids of her own. He could tell from her reaction that Addison didn't like her. "What's wrong with her?"
"She's never had any kids of her own. What if she wants to keep the baby?"
"I can write up a very good contract to make sure she couldn't."
"But I couldn't do that," Addison sighed. "It would be her egg, her baby. I couldn't take a baby away from its mother."
Will pulled her into him and kissed her flaming hair. "You're gorgeous you know that. But you can't be so paranoid. I watched a movie once and it said 'don't let the fear of striking out keep you from playing the game'."
"Oh my God," she laughed, curling into him.
"What?" he asked. He honestly had to idea what was so funny.
"You watch Hilary Duff movies?"
"No."
She laughed harder, pulling his mouth around to steal a quick kiss.
"Looks like I'm interrupting."
Addison turned around at the voice but didn't uncurl herself from Will's side. She liked the feel of him holding her tight. She liked the big smile that was on his face.
"Will, Amelia shepherd," she introduced, a sly look on her face as she examined her friend standing in the doorway. "Amelia, Will."
"Shepherd as in Derek?" Will asked, keeping his arm wrapped around Addison. Why couldn't Alicia ever hug into him like that?
"My brother."
"Arr," Will smiled. "A pleasure to meet you."
"What can I do for you Amelia?" Addison asked.
"Oh nothing," Amelia smiled, leaning against the doorway, readying to walk away. "I just wanted to be noisy. Nice to meet you Will."
"Likewise," he smiled as she walked away, laughing once she was out of earshot. "Well she's nice."
"That she is."
"His name's Will," Amelia reported to Violet and Cooper who stood watching the couple in the kitchen.
"What're they doing?" Cooper asked.
"I can answer that one," Jake said. He'd only came in for a bottle of water, but why not help fuel the gossip mill. "They're looking through possible surrogates."
"Surrogates?" Amelia asked, approving. "I knew I liked him."
"You barely met him," Cooper pointed out.
"You don't need to spend hours with a guy to know whether you like him or not," She told him, her eyes narrowed.
"How's Sam dealing with all this?" Violet asked, always the therapist.
"I think he's in denial," Pete said, nodding to Jake in male greeting as he reached into the fridge for his powershake.
"You people just do not know how to mind your own business, do you?" Charlotte asked from the door. Her green eyes were lessened to slits in judgment.
"We're just being concerned friends Charlotte," Cooper countered.
"Oh sure," Jake laughed, taking his water and leaving to go see a patient. He shared an agreeing look with Charlotte as he pushed past her out the door.
"You people need to get your own lives," she told them, shaking her head.
Once Charlotte was gone, Cooper leaned forward. "Do you think Sam'll be okay?"
"You should talk to him," Violet told Pete.
"You should," Cooper agreed.
Pete turned to Amelia for help but she just shrugged then walked out, leaving him out numbered. With a sigh, he accepted what he'd been appointed to do.
"Fine, I'll talk to him."
. . .
"Okay, you have to go now," Addison said, pushing at Will when he kept her wrapped up with him. "I have patients."
Her murmured something as he killed her forehead. "Fine. I'm leaving. Maybe I'll go shopping. Cook you dinner."
She moaned tenderly at the though of that. He kissed her once more. "I'm going now. To my afternoon of loneliness…"
"Oh get over it," she laughed, pulling him down for a final smooch. "Okay, go. Go."
"I'm going,' Will sighed sadly.
Addison laughed again as she watched him leave. He was exactly what she'd needed. He cared about her, he might not love her, not in the way she wanted, but he cared. And she needed someone to care, to hold her.
But she was going to be a mom and soon, Will would be cleared of all charges.
He would go back to his life in New York and she'd stay in LA. She admitted she felt sad at the idea, but they couldn't be more. She just had to be happy with what she'd been given, a few weeks every so often.
Will pushed his hair back as we walked into the elevator and was soon joined by two women before the doors could shut behind him. He couldn't help but smile.
"Amelia," he smiled.
"Will," she smiled back. "This is Violet."
"Hi," Violet smile.
"Hi. So is this the family interrogation?" He looked amused.
"Yup. What are your intentions with Addison?" Amelia asked, enjoying take the piss.
"I don't have any," he answered honestly. "She's a good friend who's helping me out."
"You look like more than friends," Amelia pointed out.
"Friend with benefits then," he smirked.
"Are you sure it's healthy?" Violet asked. "She wants a family. Will you just end up disappointing her?"
Will pressed his lips together. "Shrink?"
"Yeah," Amelia answered before Violet could speak.
Will looked at her, straight in the eyes. She felt her mouth shut firmly before she could say anything. There was something in those dark chocolate eyes of his.
"I love Addison," he said plainly. "Perhaps not in the way a partner would, but she is my friend, and I love her. I want her to be happy. And I would never do anything to hurt her, well, not purposely."
With that the doors opened and he stepped out. "Well goodbye ladies."
They stayed in the elevator as the doors shut and rode back up to the top. Amelia's eyes were wide in surprise. They just stood in silence.
"I told you I liked him," Amelia said finally.
Violet just nodded.
. . .
"Hey," Pete nodded as he walked into what they'd now dubbed the man's lounge of the practice.
Jake was making a coffee and Sam was lounged over the couch talking to Sheldon.
"Hey," Jake said back, not looking away from the coffee machine. "How do you make this dam thing work?"
"It's a skill," Pete told him with a laugh.
Sam and Sheldon just kept talking as Pete took the seat next to them, letting out a deep breath. He felt like a double agent, a spy from the enemy camp, come to steal their secrets.
"But if he could hurt himself, it doesn't really matter what he could do, because he won't get there," Sheldon explained.
"But it shouldn't be up to you," Sam countered. He'd been burying himself in his work. "It's his life Sheldon. Who are you to tell him that he can't do what he loves?"
"He could seriously hurt himself!"
"But that's not up to you Sheldon!"
"He has to be up to someone," Sheldon said calmly, standing to leave. End of argument.
Sam sat with a scowl on his face; Pete took the look to say that he was holding back from throwing Sheldon up against the wall. He really didn't want to talk to him now. But he didn't really have a choice.
"You okay mate?" he asked with a pat on the shoulder.
"Yeah," he murmured.
Pete sat back with a sigh. He really didn't want to have to push.
"She's moved on," Sam said sadly.
Pete held back a sigh of relief.
"You moved on," Jake pointed out, resting his hip against the kitchen counter and taking a sip of his rather horrible coffee. He really had to learn how to use the dam machine.
"But I didn't…"
"You can't have double standards," Jake said.
"I think it can," Pete said. "If I found out Violet had moved on. I would be annoyed. I'm allowed to be. She was – is – my wife, and I don't want any other man touching her. Sam loved Addison, he can't just let it go."
"So Violet's allowed to be annoyed when you move on? Like you did the other night?"
"Violet knows, I told her. She's okay with it."
Jake widened his eyes as if to ask, oh really? But he said nothing.
"Who is this guy anyway?" Sam asked sounding more annoyed than angry. Pete took that as a good sign. If his voice wasn't loud and frustrated then it was less likely he'd pound Addison's lawyer to a pulp.
"Some lawyer from New York," Charlotte answered, entering the room with pursed lips. "You seen Coop?"
"Not down here," Jake answered. He waited until she was gone to continue. "He seems like a nice guy from what I saw. Give him a chance, he might just make Addison happy."
Sam narrowed his eyes and crossed his arm. A little boy having a tantrum.
