I in no way own Grey's Anatomy or its characters….

The day was long. Though Alex had promised Addison that he would steal her away to secluded places where he could kiss her senseless, there had been no time. A few emergency surgeries had found their way onto the board making Addison go from one surgery to the next four straight times. The day was almost over when she finally found the time to hide away in the lounge with a cup of steaming coffee. She sat down and pulled her scrub cap off of her head. Her back ached and her leg muscles were tight, her eyes were tired, and she could feel the beginnings of a tension headache coming on. Her hair had been in a ponytail too long. She loosened it and ran her fingers through her red curls massaging her temples and hairline as she combed. It felt good to have a few minutes. She had predicted that the day would be long, she had been concerned about running into Mark, but she had been so busy that she had yet to see him. She closed her eyes and allowed her head to rest against the wall. It felt good just to be. The pager at her side brought her back to reality. "911 Room 338"

"Crap, it's too early…" she stood up and headed down the hall.

It was two hours later when Addison finally shed her scrubs and tennis shoes for her more traditional wear. A black Armani wrap-around dress and her classic cut, black Chanel pumps. She ran her fingers through her hair once more trying to smooth out the impression of the ponytail. "This is as good as it's gonna get tonight," she said on a sigh and headed out the door.

The cool Seattle air felt refreshing against her flushed skin. She was tired. The ammonia filled air of the hospital couldn't hold a candle to the fresh clean scent of early spring. "It must have rained sometime today. Everything smells so fresh," she thought to herself. "Now to go home and get lost in a hot bath…" She didn't have time to finish her thought because there leaning on the side of her car stood Alex. He looked so cute, so sincere, so into to her…it took her breath away.

"Hey, long day?" He said it softly.

"Yeah." Her stomach was turning flip flops. "I think I need to soak in a good long shower."

"Okay, well I will let you get to it and I'll see you soon."

"Is that a promise?" A grin played about her lips.

"You'd better believe it."