Chapter 6-Room 1599

The doctors of Seattle Grace were more than willing to exit the plane when it landed. They practically ran over passengers that stood in their way. All they wanted was to be as far as possible to the person they had sat with during the flight. This was the case for everyone, except Addison and Alex.

They waited until everyone else had left the plane, taking their time as they took their carryon luggage out of the overhead compartment. There was no need to talk. They were relishing in comfortable silence. They were reluctant to leave the little bubble of intimacy they had formed during the voyage. It was going to be a crazy week and as soon as they joined the others, the chaos would begin. Alas, they had no choice. They others were definitely going to get suspicious if they took to much time in leaving the plane.

They made their way to the group of impatient people waiting for them. Addison noticed that everyone had returned to their original crowd. Cristina was chatting away with Meredith, complaining no doubt. Callie and George were whispering something to each other and giggling. Mark was flirting shamelessly with Izzie, who was doing a fabulous job of ignoring him, although Addison could have sworn she saw a hint of a smile adorn her face. Izzie had then turned away from Mark to start a conversation with Preston. Derek was looking right at her and he didn't look very happy. She and Alex walked towards them casually.

'What took you so long?' Derek asked Addison harshly. She was momentarily stunned.

'Unlike the rest of you, we didn't run out like a herd of wild animals,' she responded calmly, meeting his steely gaze with one of her own.

'Well, we're a group here. You can't just take you sweet time doing whatever you want to. Take the rest of us into consideration next time.' He turned away and went to Meredith. Addison couldn't help but be confused. She and Derek had been getting along lately. Well, they had been civilized with each other. There was still some work to be done. She pushed it aside. They had plenty of time to deal with this. This was why they were here, right?

They went to baggage claim and got their things. As they were leaving the airport, they came across a man in a suit holding up a sign that read: 'Seattle Grace staff.' Burke took charge to see him. He and the man talked for a minute or so before he came back to the group, smiling.

'Richard has arranged for us to have transportation anywhere, anytime,' he started. 'This man,' he indicated the man, 'will be our driver for the next week,' he finished.

They all nodded or waved to the driver and picked up their luggage. As they walked through the sliding glass doors, they saw a beautiful black stretch-limo parked in front.

'Is that…ours?' Izzie asked excited.

'It certainly is,' came the driver's voice, 'My name is Maxwell. Hop in.' He smiled at the group and went to take his seat in the limousine.

They put their suitcases in the back and entered the car. It had everything you could possibly need in it. They took their seats not even noticing who was next to them. They were too much in awe at their surroundings.

'Anyone want a drink?' called Mark from the bottom. He was sitting next to the mini-fridge. 'We have wine, red or white, champagne, vodka, whisky, scotch, coolers and just about anything else you could possibly think of.'

'Ooo! Are there any strawberry coolers?' Izzie asked smiling widely. Mark handed her a bottle filled with pink tinted liquid. He made sure that his hand brushed against hers.

'Anyone else?' he asked happily.

'God yes. I was afraid Chief was going to make us cut alcohol so we can deal with our problems rationally. Just give me something strong,' Cristina requested with an evil glint in her eye.

'How about we don't get drunk just yet? We all know that we've been known to do very stupid things when we get drunk,' Addison put in looking around to all of them.

'She's right. Do we really need any more controversies to deal with?' Alex agreed. He smiled slightly at Addison, almost imperceptibly, but Izzie noticed.

'What's with you, Alex?' She eyed him suspiciously. 'Since when do you say no to booze?'

'Since he's trying to get into someone's pants.' Cristina said, laughing while taking a sip of her drink.

'What? Whose pants is he trying to get into?' Izzie asked curiously and a little too quickly for someone who was apparently not interested in him.

'Isn't it obvious? He's had the biggest thing for-' she started, but she was cut off by Burke.

'Cristina. This is none of your business,' he said calmly but Cristina could tell her was very much serious right now.

'Whatever. You got lucky this time, Evil Spawn,' she looked away bitterly, mad that she hadn't gotten to rat him out in front of everyone.

'I still want to know though. Alex?' Izzie asked eager. He didn't respond, however, choosing instead to look at his feet.

Mark, who was coincidently sitting next to Izzie, leaned down towards her ear and whispered seductively: 'Take a walk with me tonight and I'll tell you.'

'What are you trying to say Dr. Sloan?' she questioned him warily.

'Mark. And I'm offering you information in exchange for your company tonight.'

'Well, Mark,' she said his name coldly and it gave him shivers, 'I can probably obtain that information in a less painful way,' she finished offering him a smirk.

'What exactly are you insinuating Izzie?' he asked, thoroughly enjoying the fire in her eyes.

'I'm saying no, Mark. I'm saying that the thought of being alone with you for more than two minutes makes me more than a little sick,' she said rolling her eyes.

'Ouch. That was more than a little rude. I am hurt. I truly am,' he said with a look of mock hurt on his face.

'Good. That's what I was going for,' she replied smiling devilishly. The truth was Izzie was enjoying this. She was turning him down, but they were so obviously flirting with each other. She was having fun with Mark, not that she was going to admit it or anything.

Alex was glad that Sloan had distracted Izzie because he couldn't stand her scrutinizing stare. He knew that if she looked at him too long that he would give in and tell her. But he didn't really want to tell her until he told Addison. Which he wasn't sure he was going to do. He wanted to, oh yes, he wanted to very much, so that they could finally give in to all the sexual tension that surrounded them. So that he could stare at her too long if he wanted to. So that he could open his eyes in the morning and see her face instead of the other side of the bed. He wasn't quite sure how to bring up the subject. It's not like he could really just go up to her and tell her straight out: 'I have feelings for you.' Or could he? Well it didn't matter anymore. They were on this trip and he was going to be in the same hotel room as her. He would probably have plenty of opportunities to tell her. Although it would be smarter to do it sooner than later, so that, if she did return his feelings, which he was pretty sure she did, they could really make use of their shared hotel room.

The driver pulled up at the hotel they would be staying in. They exited the limo and took out their luggage, gasping at how beautiful it was here. The sun was shining brightly and there wasn't a cloud in the sky. There were palm trees on either side of the road leading to their hotel which was equally breathtaking. They walked down the path and into the beautifully decorated lobby. There was large fountain in the shape of a dolphin in the center of the lobby. They walked past it to the front desk where they were greeted by a woman with a very large grin plastered on her face.

'Welcome to the Atlantis Resort. How may I help you?'

Cristina pushed through everyone to get to the front. 'We're from Seattle Grace. I believe we have a reservation,' she said with a bit of annoyance in her voice. She just hated those peppy people who smiled all the time.

'Ah yes. I have five rooms booked. May I have your names?' she asked still smiling but her eyes were cold. She didn't appreciate Cristina's attitude.

'Cristina Yang, oh and Bambi over there.'

'My name is George!' he said it a little louder than he had intended it to be. Everyone one turned to look at him. 'George O'Malley,' he finished in a tiny voice. The receptionist nodded looking afraid.

'Thank you,' she said uncertainly, 'Room 1589. Next?'

Derek walked through the crowd. 'Derek Shepherd…and Mark Sloan.' Everyone snickered a little behind him. He glared at them over his shoulder, which only made them laugh even more. He gave up trying to shut them up and took the key to room 1593. He forced a smile and he left with Mark following behind him. Cristina and George also left. They all looked miserable as the elevators shut in front of them.

'Who's next?' the woman continued in the little voice of hers.

'Preston Burke and Meredith Grey,' Burke announced to the woman.

'Sure thing. Room 1585. Please enjoy your stay,' she said smiling and batting her eyelashes at him. He and Meredith left laughing slightly at the woman.

Both Izzie and Callie walked to the desk and started talking at the same time. They glared at each other for a second. Then, Callie backed up a little and let Izzie get their key. They left, making their way to the elevator bickering. Addison couldn't help but laugh as she heard Callie say: 'I call first dibs on a bed.'

Alex walked up to the woman and said: 'Addison Montgomery and Alex Karev.'

The woman typed a few things on the computer and frowned. She tried again and her frown grew. She looked up at them guiltily.

'Do you need two beds?' she asked slowly.

'What do you mean exactly?' Addison asked narrowing her eyes at the woman.

'You see…the thing is…I…um…'

'Just spit it out will you!' Alex exclaimed.

'We just ran out of rooms with two beds…we're almost completely booked and-' She was rambling until Alex cut her off.

'Are you telling us that we don't have a room?' His temper was rising and the young woman looked terrified.

'Um, not exactly. We do have another room…' She trailed off.

'I don't see where the problem is then,' Addison said. She was confused.

'The problem is…that all we have left…is the Honeymoon Suite,' she finished nervously as she saw the horror on both doctors faces.

'And you're sure you have no other rooms?' Alex asked. He was freaking out. It's not that he really minded having to share a bed with Addison but he didn't want her to feel completely uncomfortable.

'It's okay,' Addison said next to him. He turned to her and searched her eyes. There was no hesitation in them.

'Are you sure? I mean, I can try and find us another room…'

'It's okay,' she repeated. 'We're adults. I don't have a problem with this. Do you?'

'No. No. Not at all. It's just that-' he answered quickly.

'Afraid of getting coodies Karev?' she teased.

'No,' he said smiling and turned back to the woman. 'We'll take it.'

The woman handed them the key to their room. They were in room 1599. They would have to make sure that no one came in their room because if they did, they would freak out. They would start making a whole bunch of assumptions about them which they did not want at all. It's not like they had planned for this to happen. It just did. It really wasn't their fault. What were they supposed to do? Tell the woman to kick out the people that were in their room? Besides, they were getting a suite that was probably way more expensive than the room they were supposed to get, at no extra charge. And it would probably be a king sized bed so they wouldn't be stuck together or anything, not that that would be so horrible.

Alex was freaking out internally. This was getting crazier every second. She was his boss. She was his very hot boss. But his boss nevertheless. He was not only sharing a room, but now, a bed, with his very hot boss. All he could think about right now was how lucky he was that it was Addison he was in a room with. He couldn't even begin to think of how awful it would have been if he were in this situation with Shepherd, or Sloan, or Burke. He shivered slightly at the thought.

Addison had the biggest butterflies in her stomach. She could hardly keep herself together when he was five feet away. How was she going to maintain control while sleeping next to him? What if she accidentally touched him during the night? That would make things incredibly awkward. What if she purposely touched him during the night? Stop it, she told herself, you're being silly. They were sharing a bed because they had to, not because they wanted to. Or did they? She knew she did? Although she really shouldn't.

'Are you sure you're okay with this?' Alex asked Addison, shaking her from her thoughts.

She smiled shyly. 'Yeah, it's fine.'

With that, they entered the elevator pushed the button the 15th floor where their Honeymoon Suite awaited.