Hi! I hope you like this. I've had it written for awhile now, but I've been busy and tired and just had all kinds of excuses. Anyways, read on!
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Then she feels something taped to the bottom of the plate. Frowning, she peels off the tape and nearly screams when she opens her palm to find a ring. A diamond ring, to be exact. "W-what is this?" she stammers, looking up to find him grinning at her.
That's a ring," he answers with a smug grin.
"Yeah, I can see that, thanks," she retorts.
"So?" he says nervously when she doesn't add anything onto her statement.
"So what?"
"So do you have anything to say?"
"Well, I'm still waiting to hear a proper question, so I would say no, I really don't."
"You're a pain in the ass, you know that?" he asks.
"You're really screwing up this proposal thing, you know that?" she grins. Then it drops right off her face. "This is a proposal, isn't it? I mean, you're not one of those people who would buy a ring and then give it, but not propose, right?"
"Are there people who would do that?"
"You'd be surprised," she says seriously.
"Well, I'm not one of them. Do you have an answer?"
"Still waiting on that question."
"You're really going to make me say it, aren't you?"
"I'm really going to make you say it," she confirms. She's trying to keep her face straight, but this is one of those moments that define "epic fail".
He rolls his eyes, but grabs the ring from her anyways. "Addison, will you marry me?"
A giddy giggle escapes her lips as she hears the words she's just spent five minutes prying out of him. And then, quite unexpectedly, she tears up as she exclaims, "Yes! Of course! Yes!"
0ooo0
It takes her approximately eight hours for her to start freaking out (and it's only the fact that she spent about half of those blissfully devoid of thoughts beyond being Mrs. Alex Karev that keeps her from freaking out sooner).
She props herself up on her elbows. "What are we doing?" she asks out of the blue.
He laughs and pulls her closer. "Nothing. That's the point of a day off."
"That's not what I was talking about," she says, wishing more than anything that she could just surrender to the happiness that has engulfed them for the past eight hours.
"Yeah," he groans. (By now, Alex has become completely accustomed to Addison sudden jaunts off into the rather not magical Land of Insecurity, of which, at times, she is nobility.) "I figured as much."
"How is this supposed to work, Alex? I mean, seriously, who are we fooling? We weren't made to end up together. Not like Meredith and Derek. Or… or… you and Izzie." (Please don't hate me for that last comment. I didn't say it, Addison did. Blame her, not me.)
"I don't give a damn about Meredith and Derek, Addison. And I really don't give a damn about Izzie. I don't care what people have to say about it. I love you. I want to marry you. And if they don't like it, they can just shove it. Because I'm not about to spend the rest of my life with Izzie because they said so."
Addison twirls the ring that already feels like she was born with it on (which she wasn't). "You're sure? I mean, really, really sure?"
"This trip to the Land of Insecurity has been great, but let's get back to reality, okay? You're the only person I want to spend the rest of my life with, got it?"
She leans in for a kiss, "Got it."
0ooo0
By the time Sunday rolls around, Addison has become accustomed to the new weight on her finger. In fact, if she takes it off, she can still feel it, like a phantom limb. (A ghost ring to go nicely with ghost girl Bex.)
Bex has made herself scarce for this weekend. She had a feeling (remember, she's practically psychic?) that something big was going to go down and spent the weekend with Cristina. She's actually (dare I say it?) endeared herself to Cristina through extremely blunt and incredibly sarcastic remarks. The two are becoming fast friends (although, of course, Meredith is still Cristina's person).
"Hello?" she calls, as she enters the house. "Anybody home?"
"Bex?" Addison calls back, poking her head out from the bathroom. "You're home."
"You sound surprised." Bex raises her eyebrow (trademark Addison style) and then groans when she notices the trail of clothing (and not just Addison's clothing) leading to the bathroom. "Seriously? I was hoping to avoid the engagement sex. I thought two days would be enough. God. Does the term "bunny rabbits" mean anything to you?"
Addison blushes and grins sheepishly. And then Bex's words make their way into their brain. "Wait, you knew Alex was going to propose?" she asks, stepping out of the bathroom clad in a towel, which Bex gives profuse thanks for. (Just because she's interested in the woman's sex life does not mean that she needs to see her naked.)
Bex smiles. "He's been asking me advice for, like, weeks now. If it wasn't adorable, I'd be absolutely sick of him."
"Shut up, Bex!" Alex yells from the bathroom.
"You shut up, Alex! I'm talking to your fiancée!" she yells back, then returns her attention to Addison. "He really wanted to get it right. So how'd he ask? I want to see if he listened to me."
Addison explains the proposal, trying not to notice the twinge of disappointment that she feels. (Somehow, the fact that Bex was involved makes it just a hint less… special.)
Bex sighs as she listens, and then she grins at the end. "That S.O.B didn't listen to one word I said!" she laughs. "He just spent weeks bugging the hell out of me for nothing!" (And that twinge of disappointment? Dead and buried.)
"Not for nothing," Alex responds as he enters the room, fully dressed now. (Disappointing for Addison… And me.) "I knew that anything you suggested was going to be way over the top."
"So you used me as a what-not-to-do guide? I feel so… used!" Then she claps and beams. "I'm just so excited!"
Addison laces her fingers through Alex's, admiring how the ring goes ever so nicely with their fingers. "Me too," she admits. "Me too."
0ooo0
Addison takes a deep breath as she heads onto the set the next day. Her ring is sitting squarely on her finger, and she doesn't intend on moving it any time soon. It takes Violet all of five seconds to notice and start to salivate over the details. The rest of the cast soon follows. Nobody is too surprised, since they've all known that she's dating someone who wasn't on set. Although, truth be told, the Alex thing seriously surprises them, if only because nobody saw that one coming. (It kind of flew out of way left field—so left field, it was probably a foul ball.)
It's just a day to read through everything and get a handle on the things, which is a good thing. Shonda rolls in a couple of minutes late, after the crowd around Addison's ring finger has dispersed. "What is this?" she asks, picking up Addison's hand and studying the piece of jewelry.
A slight moment of hesitation, then Addison lifts her chin confidently. "That would be an engagement ring."
"You're engaged? I didn't even know you were dating! Good for you, Addison. Who is it?"
Addison bites her lip nervously, preparing herself for the explosion. "Alex Karev."
There's a moment of dead silence. (Everyone can actually hear the fly flying around the room. It's rather incredibly annoying.) "Alex Karev?"
"Yes."
"B-but… but Izzie."
Addison frowns. "Izzie has nothing to do with anything," she retorts. "He proposed to me." She winces when she realizes just how jealous and possessive she sounds.
"He was written for Izzie."
Addison shrugs with a smile. "And I was written to be an annoyance to Meredith and Derek. Now I have my own show. Things change, Shonda. I love him, he loves me, and there's not really much you can do about it, because I'm going home to him at the end of the day and you don't have control over that."
Shonda grimaces. (She wasn't expecting Addison to be so… obstinate. Or in love with Alex Karev.) "Well, at least take the ring off for work."
Addison gives another polite (and ridiculously stubborn) smile. "No. I'm sorry, but no."
"What?"
"I'm not taking the ring off. I don't care what story you write for it. You can have me marry Mark freaking Sloan for all I care, but I'm not taking it off."
"You're being stubborn."
"Shouldn't have made me a redhead."
0ooo0
She studies the ring as she curls up in Alex's arms. "I think Shonda officially hates me," she announces.
"How'd you manage that?"
"I wouldn't take my ring off. Is that stupid? I know I should. I'm just being difficult, but at the same time…"
"At the same time what?"
She turns to face him. Her cheeks are tinged with pink as she listens to the words coming out of her mouth. (Addison is very aware of the corniness of her statement.) "At the same time, I don't want to take it off. Ever."
He grins. "Glad to hear it."
I have been in the sappiest mood lately! Anyways, I would seriously love some love on this story (hint, hint)
-Juli-