Part two has arrived, quickly as promised! Hope you're satisfied with the conclusion! Review as always.
Seattle Grace
4:30 P.M.
"Alright, let's see shall we. Now, this is not meant to be condescending in anyway, but the gel's going to be cold." Addison warned.
"Thanks for the warning." Miranda replied, lightly squeezing Tucker's hand. Addison nodded and began to move the wand over her stomach.
"There he is. Looks good. Proper size for this week in your pregnancy. If you give me one second, I should be able to find the…" Before Addison could finish, the sound of the heartbeat filled the room. Miranda looked mesmerized at the screen. Addison observed the emotion overcoming her friend and the happiness she shared with her husband. "I'll leave you two alone for a moment." Addison quietly slipped out of the room and headed to the nurses' station.
"Dr. Montgomery, I have the labs you ordered on Christine Wilkes." George spoke up. Addison quickly shut Miranda's chart.
"Oh, great, thank you." Addison started to scan them, worried when she observed the high white blood cell count. "O'Malley, have Anderson from Oncology paged to Ms. Wilkes' room. I think we may have found the reason for her broken leg."
"Okay." George hurriedly took the chart back and headed for the nearest phone.
"Oh, George, before you go, have you seen Dr. Stevens around lately? I was hoping to speak to her about…everything that happened with Dorie."
"She's doing better than she was, but to be perfectly honest, she's still very upset." George bravely spoke up.
"I know. I just wanted to give her a few weeks to calm down before trying to rationalize myself again. Do you know who she was assigned to today?" Addison asked, hopeful he would give her an answer.
"She was assigned to the pit, but actually just got pulled into a briefing with Dr. Shepherd and the chief about that high-profile patient they're flying to D.C. for." Addison's eyes widened.
"What's in D.C.?" She questioned.
"Apparently Dr. Shepherd was recruited to take care of that business mogul who's helicopter went down two days ago. They're leaving tomorrow. Didn't he mention it to you?" George asked, very confused as he dialed the number for Oncology.
"No, he didn't." Addison took a moment to gather herself. "I'll meet you in Christine's room in ten O'Malley." After stopping briefly in Miranda's room, Addison headed for her office. Throwing Bailey's chart on to her desk, she started to pace. It made no sense why he wouldn't tell her. Did he even plan to? Was he going to leave and hope she didn't notice? She was getting a very big migraine, and began to aggressively search her drawers for Tylenol. Not finding any, she slammed them shut and plopped down in her chair.
"Knock, knock." Mark came up to her door, slowly opening it. He quickly took in her frazzled appearance, and shut the door behind himself. "What's wrong with you?"
"Nothing, I'm fine. Derek's flying to D.C. tomorrow and chose not to tell me, but other than that, I'm swell." Addison said bitterly, leaning back in her chair. "Do you know what's going on?"
"Probably as much as anyone else. I haven't spoken to him personally about it, but the rumor is that Derek was recruited by some rich kid we went to medical school with. His dad has massive head trauma and he wants the best. He did his research and tracked Derek down. Apparently he's so serious that he's donating enough money to the hospital for a new wing." Mark said, lacing his fingers on his stomach.
"A new wing? How rich are these people?"
"Less than Gates, more than Trump." Mark said with confidence.
"Seriously?" Addison's jaw dropped.
"Seriously." Mark reassured.
"Was he going to tell me about all of this? Or was I just going to wake up Christmas morning alone?" Addison was thinking irrationally, but was too overwhelmed to care.
"You know he'd never do that. He was probably just thinking of how to best do it." Mark reached out to take her hand. "I mean, it's Derek. He's always been the nicer one. Plus, you've made him even sappier and more romantic. I don't even recognize him anymore"
"Shut up." She said, yanking her hand back, but finally cracking a smile. "Alright I have a patient to check on. If you see Derek, tell him I'd like to talk to him." Addison said, fixing her lab coat as she walked out of the room. Mark watched her go, following behind her and shutting the door, thinking to himself how happy was to not be Derek right now.
Seattle Grace
8:00 P.M.
Derek had a late surgery to fit everything in before leaving for D.C., so he left a note with Addison that he'd meet her at her place. He hadn't talked to her much all day being so busy, but he was nervous to go home and tell her the bad news. As he was changing into his street clothes rather quickly, he heard the door to the locker room open and close, but ignored it.
"Hey man." Mark said, approaching him. Derek looked up briefly, nodding at him before finishing getting ready. "You heading home?"
"Well, to Addie's. I still have to tell her about D.C. I've been putting it off all day. She has all these plans for Christmas and she's so excited, and…"
"She knows." Mark interrupted him. The change in his face was evident.
"What?"
"O'Malley mentioned Izzie packing and Addie put two and two together." Derek shut his locker and leaned his forehead against it, defeated.
"How mad is she?" He asked, a little afraid to hear the answer.
"She's past mad. I think she's just upset that you didn't tell her when you found out and she had to hear it from an intern."
"Dude, I'm supposed to meet her parents on Christmas Eve. She was so nervous and excited last night when she asked me and I just impulsively said yes. I don't want to let her down." Derek sat down on the bench to tie his shoes.
"She's a big girl, Derek. She'll understand. She knows what it's like to be a surgeon. Just get home, give her that dreamy smile that women seem to drool over, and apologize…a lot." Mark said, patting him on the arm.
"Thanks." Derek said sarcastically. "I'll see you tomorrow before I leave."
"Good luck." He called over his shoulder.
Addison's Apartment
8:30 P.M.
Derek reached Addison's door and took a deep breath in. The hard part was over since she actually knew, but he wasn't excited to explain himself. A smile only goes so far, especially with her. Knocking lightly, he heard her call out a weak "come in". Letting himself in, he put his bag by the door and hung his coat on a hook.
"Hey." He said lightly, walking towards where she was washing dishes in the kitchen.
"Hi." She said back, not turning around. Her eyes were intently focused downwards as she finished up the last plate.
"How was your day?" He asked, trying to start up a conversation.
"Fine." She responded shortly, grabbing a dish towel to dry her hands.
"That's good." He countered. "Any interesting cases?"
"Nope." She responded shortly again. Silence filled the room as Derek racked his brain for something else to say to keep their conversation alive. As his mouth opened to say something else, she finally spoke up.
"Are we really going to do this, Derek?" She questioned, a hurt tone in her voice.
"Do what?" He asked, wincing at her tone.
"I'm sure Mark told you I know about Washington. The secrets out so you can stop beating around the bush. You're leaving tomorrow for two weeks. High-profile case; lots of money for the hospital. It's fine, really. Have a great time." Addison threw her dish towel on the rack and stormed out of the kitchen.
Derek watched her leave, sick to his stomach that he was the one to make her so sad. Usually he was just there to comfort her. This side of the line was not nearly as much fun. He waited for a few seconds before following after her. Entering her bedroom as quiet as possible, he found her looking out the window, arms wrapped around herself for comfort. She turned her head slightly when the door creaked open, but kept her focus solely on the window.
Slowly, he made his was over to her. When he was finally behind her, he carefully brought his hands up to her shoulders, hoping she wouldn't shy away from him. Hoping to relax her, he started to massage her shoulders, occasionally dropping down to her upper arms, and then back up. Thankfully, he could feel his ministrations working. Brushing the hair off her left shoulder, he leaned in to kiss her neck. Unfortunately, he pushed too far, and she immediately pulled away from him.
"Addie, please." Derek begged.
"No, Derek. It's not that simple. You can't just be all charming and expect me to not be mad. That's not how it works." Addison tone was sharp and Derek couldn't help but flinch.
"Okay, okay. I get it. I'm sorry."
"Why did you lie to me?" She asked, frustrated.
"I'd never lie to you, Adds. You know that." He said sincerely.
"When you came home last night I asked you how the hospital was. I asked if you were okay with dinner with my folks. That would have been a really perfect time for you to share the fact that you'll be across the country and thus unavailable for the meal!"
"I'm sorry. I want to meet your parents. I want to spend the holiday with you, not in some random hospital with some random patient. I just…I was hoping to find some way out of it and stop myself from letting you down. I know how much Christmas means to you, and I wanted to be there for every thing you wanted to do together." Derek met Addison's gaze, looking at her as sincerely as possible, hoping she could see how sorry he was.
"I hate it when you do that." She whispered. Derek looked at her, confused at her change in demeanor.
"Forget to tell you that I'm leaving town for two weeks?"
"No, well yeah, but that's not what I meant. I hate when you're all charming and then I don't get to be mad at you anymore without feeling bad." Addison looked down at her feet, unable to see the smile on his face. Derek relaxed upon hearing that and moved back next to her. Pulling her into his body, he wrapped his arms around her and waited for her to do the same.
"You're still allowed to be mad. I would appreciate a hug though. It's been a long day." Addison smiled into his chest as she wrapped her arms around him. "Thank you." He said, rubbing her back in slow circles.
"Yeah, no problem." Pulling back, she slapped him in the chest. "I'm still mad." She said pointedly, walking out of the bedroom and back to the kitchen. Derek trailed behind her quickly, wrapping his arms around her waist and kissing her neck.
"Easy there boy. I still want an explanation of what's going on." Addie said, freeing herself from Derek's hold.
"To sum it up, very rich son wants premier brain surgeon, me, to fix his richer father for very big pay day for the hospital. So Richard has pimped me out for the week."
"That clears everything up, thanks." Addison said sarcastically, tossing him a water bottle.
"I got the chart this morning. It's not good. Massive swelling, numerous bleeds. It's truly amazing he's still alive."
"What time do you leave?" Addison asked, opening her water.
"9." He responded.
"That's early." She countered, clearly trying to not get upset. Derek moved around the island to hug her.
"I'm so sorry, baby." He whispered into her hair.
"I know you are. It's not your fault. I was just excited for our first Christmas together, that's all." She said, wiping her eyes of the few tears that fell. "Maybe we could take a trip to Rhode Island after the holiday and my parents could meet you then?" She offered.
"You bet. As soon as we can both get off, we're there." Addison nodded.
"How long will you be gone?" She asked, leaning against his body.
"Looking at about two weeks. I won't know for sure until I see him in person." He responded.
"I know you have to be up early, but could you stay the night? Two weeks is a long time and I might start to miss you." Addison teased. Derek smiled at her, leaning into kiss her on the mouth for the first time all night.
"Of course I can." Derek reassured her, running a thumb over her cheek. Addison leaned in to kiss him again before pulling away to turn off the lights in the kitchen and living room. Walking back over to Derek's outstretched arm, she latched an arm around her waist and walked in step with him to her bedroom.
Five Days Later
Seattle Grace
11:30 A.M.
"Merry Christmas Eve." Mark said, coming up behind Addison with two coffees in hand.
"Thanks." She looked up, smiling weakly at him and accepting the coffee.
"You look beat. Who was keeping you up all night?" Mark said suggestively.
"It amazes me that you and Derek are best friends." Addison reasoned, getting back to her chart. "And since you're so inquisitive today, Derek and I were on the phone for like three hours last night. I couldn't sleep so he stayed up and talked to me."
"Ah, I taught him well." Mark said proudly. Addison almost spit out her coffee in laughter.
"Oh yeah, you're one and the same." Addison shut her chart and started to walk away.
"Now is that anyway to treat a friend?" Mark asked, wrapping an arm around her shoulder. "Especially one that's taking you to lunch?" Addison looked up at him and smiled lightly.
"No, I suppose its not. Thank you Mark."
"No need to thank me. I remember borrowing lunch money from you in 9th grade. I've been meaning to pay you back." He teased, smiling as she wrapped an arm around her waist. They made their way to the cafeteria together, talking lightly about the latest hospital gossip.
"So, are your parents still coming into town tonight?" Mark asked.
"Yep. We're going to dinner after my shift."
"Where?" Mark enquired.
"The fish place overlooking the water, Paparazzi. Derek took me there on our little "date" when you got stuck in surgery when I first got back to town. It's amazing."
"Yeah, it's not bad." Mark smiled at her. "What time?"
"8:30. Why?" Addison asked, puzzled by all the questions. Mark looked down at his hamburger, trying to think quickly on his feet.
"I saw you had a later surgery on the board. I was going to offer up my spot earlier in the day so you're not late or anything. It's not like I have such big plans."
"That would be great, Mark. Thank you."
"No sweat. Why don't you go tell your patient and the scrub nurse about the switch so that they're prepped in time?" He offered.
"I will. Thank you again." Standing up, Addison leaned into give Mark a kiss on the cheek. "I knew it was only a matter of time before Derek rubbed off on you." Pinching his cheek slightly, she walked out of the cafeteria. Mark made sure she was gone before whipping out his blackberry to send a very important message.
Paparazzi
8:30 P.M.
"Hi, reservation for three. It should be under Montgomery." Addison said when she reached the hostess' stand of the restaurant.
"Yes, here we are. Follow me please." The hostess led Addison through the restaurant. As they approached a table overlooking the water, she could see her parents talking animatedly about something.
"Addison!" Her mom, Beth, exclaimed upon seeing her approach. Both she and Addie's Dad, Thomas, stood up to greet her.
"Hi mom!" She exchanged hugs with both of them before Thomas helped her out of her coat.
"How are you, honey?" Her mom asked.
"I'm good, I'm good. You know, long day at work." Addison began to sit down across from her mom, but noticed the setting was already disturbed. "Did you guys invite someone else to come?" She asked, moving over to the set across from her father while motioning to the table.
"No. We didn't invite anyone." Thomas answered.
"So then who's the mystery guest?" Addie asked, confused. Her mom's smile widened as the man approached from behind Addie's seat.
"That would be me." Addison froze at the familiar voice behind her, almost too scared to turn around and be mistaken. Taking a deep breath in, she put her menu down and stood up.
"Oh my god." Addison wasn't mistaken. There was Derek, very well dressed in a black suit, his dreamy smile on as always.
"Surprise." He said lowly. Addison was overwhelmed with emotion. She turned to look back at her parents, both of whom were smiling, and then turned back to Derek.
"Would you excuse us for one minute?" She asked her parents, walking towards Derek and grabbing his arm, not waiting for an actual answer. She pulled him to the back of the restaurant and in to the single-stall women's rest room.
"Addie, you know this is the women's room right?" He asked, laughing lightly as he looked around. Addison's attention was focused solely on the lock. Once she finally got it shut, she practically leapt into Derek's arms, firmly kissing him on the mouth. The force of her body pushed them both into the wall. After a few more kisses, Addison pulled back from his lips and wrapped her arms around him. Burying her face in his neck, she started to cry lightly.
"Hey, don't cry. If I had known that was going to happen, I would have just stayed in D.C." He joked, rubbing circles on her back.
"How did you…when did you…I'm so confused!" Addison tried to form a coherent sentence but was having tremendous difficulty. Derek got the jest of what she was going for and started to fill in the blanks.
"Well…" Derek kissed the back of her hand. "I performed Mr. Murphy's second operation this morning. He came out of anesthesia well and the chief resident at Metro West is an old friend from college and he offered to keep a special eye on him. After my heart-wrenching story about being with my beautiful girlfriend for Christmas, the son said it was okay for me to come home. I booked myself on the first flight back here, told Mark to find out when and where you were meeting your parents, begged him to pick me up for the airport and drive me home to shower and get ready, and then came here to surprise you." Derek flashed her another smile, and Addison leaned into give him a softer kiss of gratitude.
"You don't know what this means to me, Derek." She kissed him once more before threading their fingers together and unlocking the door. Three angry women were standing outside, so Derek held on extra tight to Addison's hand and avoided eye contact. They made there way back to the table and Derek pulled out Addison's chair for her to sit.
"You okay, Addie?" Beth asked.
"Better than okay." She grinned widely, reaching under the table to grab Derek's hand. There eyes met briefly while everyone pursued their menus for something good to eat. He squeezed her hand tighter and winked at her.
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"How did I never know you took ballet as a kid?" Derek asked, rubbing her shoulder as he rested his arm on the back of her chair.
"Because I never chose to share that little bit of information. Thanks mom." She said sarcastically.
"Relax sweetie. You looked very cute in your little leotard." Derek couldn't help but start laughing
"Okay, story times' over. Why don't we get the check?" Addison propositioned, getting the waiter's attention.
"You know Derek, if you guys ever make it out to Rhode Island, we have albums full of pictures." Thomas said, smiling at his daughter
"Now we're definitely coming to visit. Right Add?" Addison buried her face in her hands.
"I think it would just be better to break up now, save the airfare. I was a very awkward back in the day. You may not want to be with me anymore." She joked.
"I'll take my chances." Derek reassured her, leaning in to place a kiss on her temple. His pager suddenly rang out, causing him to sit up and pulled it from his belt. "It's the hospital in D.C."
"Everything okay?" She asked, scared he'd be leaving so soon.
"Yeah. I asked them to page me around now so I could get an update on his condition. It will just take two minutes. Excuse me." Derek stood from the table and dropped his napkin on the chair. Addison adjusted her seat to face more forward.
"Alright, what do you think?" Addison cautiously asked. Her parents, especially her father, were notoriously hard on her boyfriends. No one seemed to ever measure up, not even her ex-fiancée.
"Addie, he's fantastic." Her father spoke up first. Both Addie and her mom looked at him in awe. "What?" He questioned.
"You have never approved of anyone I've dated."
"Yeah, what's your point?" They both looked harder at him for an explanation. "To be honest, I've never really been too fond of your exes. Derek I like." Thomas said, sipping his coffee.
"So, pigs can fly." Her mom joked and Addison laughed with her.
"Hey, it's not fault if you've never picked a man good enough for you before." Addison stopped laughing and looked at her father's sincerity.
"And you think Derek is?"
"Any man who would go out of his way like he did today just to be with you on your favorite holiday and make you happy because he loves you is worthy of my approval."
"Thanks daddy." Addison said, reaching out her hand to his.
"Not that it matters apparently, but I love him too. And he's hot." Beth added. Addison nearly spit out her water at her remark. Thomas wasn't as thrilled, giving her a very unhappy look. "Oh, honey, you know I love you. I'm just saying, on my daughter's behalf, he's very good looking. Great hair."
"I know, right?" Addison said to her mom. They shared a brief back and forth until Thomas cleared his throat to quiet them down as he saw Derek returning.
"What's so funny?" He asked, sitting back down.
"Nothing, sweetie." She said, running a hand through the hair at the back of his neck. He looked around the table confused, but let it go when Thomas mouthed to him to not worry about it. They talked casually for a few more minutes before the waiter brought the check and Thomas paid the bill.
"You kids go ahead. I'm sure Derek's had a long day with the time change. I'll take care of this."
"Are you sure, dad?"
"Of course honey." Addison nodded. All four of them stood up, sharing goodbyes with each other. Derek put a hand on the small of Addison's back to guide her out. When they reached the valet stand, Addison handed over her ticket.
"Did you bring your car?" Addison asked.
"Taxi. Figured we wouldn't need two, right?" He said, pushing a piece of hair that had fallen into her face back behind her ear. Addison smiled at him, running her hands along his chest, up to his shoulders, and back down.
"So… when are they expecting you back in D.C.?" She asked cautiously, praying he wasn't going to be leaving at some absurd hour in the morning. Derek could see her examining her shoes instead of looking at him. Placing a hand under her chin, he slowly nudged it up so they could make eye contact.
"I'm taking the red eye back tomorrow night so we'll have tonight, and all of Christmas together. I'm sorry that I can't stay longer but…" Addison didn't let Derek finish, pulling him into her by his jacket for a passionate kiss.
"That's more than enough for me." She whispered against his face. "Four nights alone was plenty."
"Point taken." Derek laughed, kissing her quickly once more before taking her hand to lead her to the car. Shutting her door, he made his way back around to the drivers seat, slipping the valet a generous tip.
"Thank you sir." The valet accepted Derek's offering.
"Merry Christmas." He responded with a smile.
Derek's House
11:00 P.M.
"See, that's where your wrong babe. The Yankees are just going throw a phase. They'll get past it."
"Money can buy talent, but not team unity. That's what the Mets have that the Yankees don't."
"Honey, if you tell me your turning into a Mets fan, we have a problem." Derek joked.
"Never sweetie. I wouldn't do that to you."
"And that's why I love you so much." Derek said, kissing the top of her head as he pulled her body into his as they ascended the stairs to the door.
Derek unlocked the door, allowing Addison to go in first. She did, and went straight for the coat closet to hang up her jacket. While she was otherwise occupied, Derek plugged in the lights he spent all day stringing on the tree they picked out. He waited patiently for her to finish up in the closet. When she finally turned around, her breath caught in her throat for the second time that evening as she became hypnotized by the lights.
"It's so beautiful." Addison moved closer to get a better view. Derek came up behind her, massaging her shoulders. "I'm not imagining them, are I?" She asked, causing Derek to laugh.
"No, they are definitely there. My flight got in early, so I stopped at a Christmas store with Mark and bought as much as they had left. Then I came back here and tried my very hardest to make these look presentable. Brain surgery may be simpler." Addison patted his hand as acknowledgement of his joke. "I know you wanted to do it together with all the tinsel and what have you, but I wanted something resembling a family tree for tomorrow morning."
"What did I do to deserve you?" Addison asked. Derek started to open his mouth to make some sort of complimentary remark on her behalf. "No, I'm serious. You've done more for me in these last two days than I could have ever imagined. I don't even know how to start repaying you."
"Addie, you don't have to repay me. Just having you in my life and having you love me is enough." Upon Derek's last sentence, a light bulb in Addie's head went off and she lifted her eyes to meet his with a seductive grin on her face. "What?"
"Well…" Addison started, reaching up to Derek's shoulders to take off his suit jacket. "I may not be in the position for elaborate displays of my love for you like you've given me today, there are a few things I may be able to do to try and make you as happy as you've made me these last few hours." Addison had started to undo her shirt one button at a time as she spoke, and was now topless. "Most of them do involve the bedroom, so if you'd like to follow me…" Addison pulled Derek forward by his shirt collar. He eagerly responded, urging to put his hands on her silky smooth skin. Addison wouldn't let him yet, and instead took his hands into her own and held them as she walked upstairs.
"Now, there are some guidelines to your happiness for this particular Christmas Eve."
"Guidelines?" He asked as she pushed him back down onto the bed. Addison unzipped her pants and slid them off her hips.
"Yes. They're going to change per round."
"Oh, there are rounds?" He said, not even trying to hide how giddy he was at how the evening was turning out.
"I don't have everything worked out quite yet. After all, I am thinking on my feet here. What I do know is that, at this moment, you are too dressed. So we're going to fix that." Addison closed the distance between them and started to work on the buttons of his shirt. Derek reached out to touch her while she worked, but quickly had his hand batted away.
"Rule number one of this round: you don't get to touch." Derek's eyes widened at her statement.
"You've got to be kidding me!" He exclaimed.
"Well, I'm not." She said firmly, pulling him to his feet to she could work on the belt of his pants.
"What kind of gift is this if I don't get to touch you when you're standing in front of me like that?" Addison ignored the question as she worked his pants off his hips and pushed him back down on to the bed.
"Ah, you see my love, that is the fun of round one." She teased, removing her bra on her own and tossing it onto his lap. While he was distracted by that, Addison moved to stand in between his legs and take his face into her hands. Nipping at his lips a few times you tease him, Addison decided he had been patient enough and used her tongue to part his lips and explore his mouth. She allowed this to go on for a few seconds when she could tell he was really getting into it before pulling away.
"Lie back. Get comfortable." She whispered when her trail of kisses led to his ear. Derek obliged, moving to lean against the pillows and excitedly wait for what she had in store. Once he was settled, she crawled across the bed to straddle his hips. Leaning forward, Addison braced her hands on his chest and kissed him again. She could feel his hand approaching her leg and without even breaking the kiss, batted it away.
"How did you know that I was about…" Derek asked incredulously.
"I always know. Now follow the rules and enjoy your Christmas Eve." She said, lightly moving her fingernails over his bare chest.
"I have a feeling this is going to be the best Christmas yet."
Next Morning
Derek's House
After a long night of Addison "repaying" Derek for all he had done to make Christmas special for her, they passed out from sheer exhaustion, wrapped up in each other's arms. The next morning, Derek woke up first from the sun shining through the crack in the blinds. Looking down at Addison still fast asleep next to him, all he wanted to do was stay with her forever and never leave. It was definitely time for the next step in their relationship: four days apart had proven that to him.
Shifting his body slightly, he started to move his hands up and down her legs and stomach. Her skin was so warm and smooth from being underneath the comforter all night that he just couldn't get enough of her. Moving his head over so they shared the same pillow, he took in the scent of her shampoo that always reminded him of her.
Addison's low moans of approval clued Derek into how close to consciousness she was. Her eyes began to flutter open slowly as she pulled Derek's arm further around her body to get him closer. Satisfied with the closeness, she patted his arm and closed her eyes to drift back to sleep. Derek laughed at her before continuing his exploration of her sleep-warm body.
After a few more minutes of this, Addison seemed to have fallen into another deep sleep. If he moved fast, he could have her favorite breakfast ready before she was awake again. Derek had managed to get most of his body away from hers before she latched on to his hand.
"Where do you think you are going?" She whispered, still drunk on sleep, holding on to his hand tighter.
"Well…" Derek started while moving back to the spot he was previously occupying. "I was going to surprise you with your favorite breakfast, hopefully before you woke up." He whispered into her ear, lightly grazing the lobe with his teeth.
"No." She said, reaching for the other hand to pull it back around her body.
"No?" He repeated with a questioning tone.
"No." Addie turned over so that she was now facing him. "I want you here with me, all day. If we only have today before you have to go back to D.C., then I want to spend all of it in bed with you."
"Okay." He agreed, kissing her forehead. He couldn't help but smile at how cute she was all bossy and assertive when only half awake. "One question though about your plan."
"Shoot." She said, shutting her eyes again.
"Well, it's almost 11:00, and I don't know about you, but I'm getting a little hungry. No one's been here in about four days, so my kitchen's pretty bare. So I'm thinking, I'll run out to the store, grab enough stuff to get us through staying in bed all day, make you a delicious breakfast, and then be back in bed with you before you know it." Derek smiled as her eyes progressively opened.
"I suppose that would be acceptable." He laughed as her eyes closed again. Leaning forward, he took her lips into a soft kiss that grew in intensity as he rolled on top of her. Pulling back, they stared into each other's eyes, conveying all they felt for each other.
"Merry Christmas baby." Derek kissed her again.
"Merry Christmas Derek." They kissed once more before he rolled off of her and out of bed. Throwing on sweats and a jacket, he walked back over to the bed to tuck her back in.
"Stay warm while I'm gone." He tapped her nose, getting amused as he tried to bat her hand away. Having enough amusement to last him, Derek leaned forward to kiss her forehead and turned to leave the room. Pausing at the doorway to make sure she fell back asleep.
So, I had more planned for this chapter, but I hit page 15 and realized this was getting extremely lengthy. I have a plan to incorporate what didn't make it later on! Hope you all liked the Christmas conclusion. Review, and I'll get crackin' on the next chapter soon!