A/N: Yay, more reviews! They make my day! I also got an overwhelmingly popular vote for this story to be Addek. And I'm kind of glad you all said that because I'm definitely an Addek fan too! This takes place directly after the flashback Addison had in episode 3.01 "Time Has Come Today"

Addison watched Derek walk out the front door. She couldn't breath, the room started to spin. But she couldn't let Derek get away; she had to explain everything to him. She opened the door and ran out into the rainy New York night.

"Derek!" she screamed. Derek stopped walking but didn't turn around. She took this as an opportunity to run up and throw her arms around him. Derek hesitated before lightly hugging her back.

"You have sixty seconds to explain why I caught you and Mark together twice tonight…go," Derek stated while holding Addison at arms length. Addison looked stunned. She was not expecting this. What was she supposed to say? "Well babe, two men broke into our house, stole valuables, and then one of them raped me. And if you had been at home for once, none of this would've ever happened." She mentally kicked herself for thinking the latter thought. This wasn't Derek's fault. She felt like it was her own. 45…44…43…"If only I had fought harder. If only I had screamed louder." These thoughts caused her to cry harder. 30…29…28…Derek stood still, rain pouring down his face, looking at his wife expectantly.

"I can't explain it to you right now…" Addison trailed off. Derek shook his head and turned around.

"That's all I needed to know," he said as he began walking away.

"No, No! Please don't leave me, I need you Derek, I NEED you," she cried desperately. She threw her arms around him once more. This time, he didn't turn around to hug her back. Instead, he tried to pry her arms off of him.

"Derek please don't," Addison begged, still trying to keep Derek from walking away. Now Derek was really getting mad. Not only did he walk in on his wife and his best friend twice that night, but when asked why she did it, his wife's only answer had been that she 'couldn't explain it right now'.

"Get off of me," Derek snapped. He forcefully tore Addison's arms off of him. Addison wasn't expecting him to be that forceful and fell backwards onto the ground, where she began to sob hysterically. Derek suddenly felt guilty for being so rough with her and held out his hand.

"God Addie, I'm sorry, let me help you up…"

"Don't you dare touch her," came Mark's bellowing voice from where he stood on the stoop watching the couple interact. He sprinted down the sidewalk and stood protectively in front of Addison. He stared Derek straight in the eyes.

"Look, you've done enough for the night, why don't you just leave her alone? Can't you see she's obviously upset?" Mark said. He couldn't stand to see Addison look so broken…especially after everything she'd been through that night.

Derek glared at Mark and then at Addison. He thrust his hands deep into his pockets.

"Have fun with your boy-toy Addie," Derek said as he turned around and walked away. Addison hadn't moved from the spot where she fell. She brought her knees up to her chest and continued to cry. Mark scooped her up into his arms and began carrying her inside.

"I can't…I can't be in this house…I can't be in that room…" Addison trailed off. She began to shiver as the cold rain soaked her to the bone. Mark nodded and carried her to his car instead. He started the engine and turned the heat on. The ride was silent, until Mark finally broke the silence.

"Why were you so willing to go after Derek? After all the crap he put you through? You deserve better Addison." Addison looked at him with tired eyes.

"He's my husband. It's all in the vows," she answered quietly. Mark rolled his eyes.

"Yeah, you can obviously see he takes those seriously…" Mark retorted.

Addison looked out the window, ready to drop the subject. Mark glanced over at Addison momentarily before continuing.

"Addie, you should really call the police and let them know what happened." Silence.

"Addison-"

"No! Just drop it, alright!" Addison yelled. It was the first time she'd raised her voice all night. Mark stopped talking and just continued to drive.

They arrived at Mark's apartment soon after. He unlocked the door and let the two of them inside.

"Here," he said tossing her a dry pair of pajama pants and a tee-shirt, "Go take a warm shower, you're shivering." Addison nodded and started to walk towards Mark.

"Mark, I'm sorry I-" she started but Mark held up his hands and went into the bedroom. Addison sighed and made her way into the bathroom. She turned on the warm shower and began taking off her wet clothes. When she was finally all the way undressed she turned to look at herself in the full length mirror on the back of the door. She was a mess. Her hair was wet and tangled, and her eyes were red and puffy. Her wrist was badly bruised, but it was nothing compared to the bruises along her thighs. Addison's eyes began to tear up as she tore them away from the mirror and stepped into the shower. Once inside the shower, she let the warm water cascade down her face and mix with her tears. How had her life become so disoriented, so out of control in only one night? She remained in the shower for a few minutes before drying herself off and putting on the warm pajamas Mark had lent her. She emerged from the bathroom and walked into Mark's room only to find that Mark was nowhere to be found. She looked around the room and began to panic. The last thing she wanted right now was to be alone. She quickly ran into the living room and picked up the phone, intending to dial Mark's cell number, but stopped when she found him asleep on the couch. She put down the phone and quietly walked over to where Mark lay and knelt down beside his face. Even asleep, his face showed traces of worry. It crushed Addison knowing that the reason for his anxiety was her. She brushed her hands lightly through his hair as his eyes flickered open.

"Why aren't you in bed?" she asked. Mark just looked at her.

"I figured you were tired and wanted to sleep, and that you wouldn't want anyone, especially another man, in the same bed with you right now…" Mark trailed off. Addison offered a small smile at how thoughtful Mark had been. It was very unlike him.

"If it's ok, I'd really like to have you sleep in the same room as me…I don't really want to be alone right now," Addison whispered. Mark nodded and stood up. He let Addison lead the way to his bedroom. Addison lay down on the bed. Mark waited for her to nod her head in approval before he joined her. She visibly tensed so he lay down as far away from her as he could. Addison took a deep breath before tentatively wrapping his arms around her fragile body. She rested her head on his chest and sighed. "I can trust him, I can trust him." She thought.

"It happened right after I hung up with you, I heard the window break and then I heard two men's voices-"

"Addie, listen, you don't have to do this. I didn't mean to pressure you before."

"No…I need to do this, I need to tell someone," Addison said. Mark nodded and remained quiet while Addison relayed the events of earlier that evening. She told him everything, how she'd tried to hide in the closet but was found, raped, and threatened that she would be killed if she told anyone about the incident. By the end of the story, Addison was in tears once more and Mark was rocking her back and forth trying to calm her down.

"Thank you, thank you for letting me in," Mark whispered into her hair. Addison didn't reply, only nodded. Mark tilted her head so she was looking at him.

"We need to call the police-"

"Oh God, no, please, Mark," Addison begged. "He said if I told anyone, he'd come back for me and-"

"Addison, I want you to look at me and listen to me." Mark stated seriously. Addison sniffled and looked into Mark's eyes.

"Addison, I know this is going to be hard, probably one of the hardest things you've ever had to do, but you have to call the police and tell them everything you just told me. Those two guys are still out there. They could strike again and do the same thing to another unsuspecting woman. They need to be stopped Addison." Addison nodded her head as she lay it back down on Mark's chest. Mark held her tighter and continued.

"It's going to be a brutal fight Addison, but I swear to God, I will be there every step of the way. I just want to see you happy again."

"Alright, I'll call the police and tell them everything first thing in the morning," Addison gave in. Mark smiled and hugged her tightly. He kissed the top of her head, and Addison could've sworn she heard him say "I love you" before releasing her from his tight grasp and drifting off to sleep.

A/N: Addison decides to fight, because let's face it, she's Addison Forbes Montgomery-Shepherd. A gal with four names doesn't sit around and do nothing. ;-) Also, I know Derek was a total jackass in this chapter…just give me time :-P Please review:-D