A/N : oh, my, god. lol. Seriously, I wake up everyday to read fantastic squee fics. This is from Kendel (kendel17)

"I am bored," Derek declared to no one in-particular as he spun aimlessly in a chair at the nurses station.

"So go home."

Derek spun around to see his wife approaching from the elevators, "I can't, patient keeps crashing, I left you a voicemail. Why are you here?"

Addison leaned across the counter, "Babies don't really care how many hours you have been in the hospital for, if they want to take 32 hours to come into the world, I can't really do much to stop them." she paused, "I left you a voicemail too."

Derek nodded and smiled, flipping through a chart, "It would help if we checked our messages."

"Yes, it would." Addison agreed, "Anyway, I am going to the cafeteria to find something to eat. I'll come find you later."

"Cafeteria is closed," Derek reminded her.

Addison grinned and raised an eyebrow, "So?"

"How come no one ever told me that they never put away the cereal?" Derek mused as he carried his bowl over to the corner where Addison was already sitting.

"They do it for Richard. He told me my first day here."

Derek was shocked.

"Don't look so surprised," she teased as she stood up, "He likes me."

"And you don't like me?" he asked stopping her in her tracks, "You know I love cereal."

A quick smile flashed over Addison face, she put her bowl down on the table and leaned over him, "I like you..." she murmured, leaning into kiss him, a little more aggressively then he was expecting, "...Sometimes."

Derek smirked and snaked his arm behind her neck as she started to pull away, "Do you like me now?" he asked, his voice slightly husky as he pulled her towards him so she was half straddling one of his legs.

"More or less," she replied, smiling as he kissed her and pulled her closer, forcing her to straddle him completely.

They held each other close as their mouths connected greedily, and their hands desperately roamed each others bodies.

"It's been along time since we have had sex in a hospital," Addison groaned as Derek ripped her scrub top over her head and she moved a hand down from his hair to undo the drawstring of his bottoms.

"Richard pulled me aside within a week of you arriving in Seattle to warn me against this sort of thing." he said, between trailing kisses down her neck and across her chest, "Apparently we are not interns anymore" he groaned as he felt her lightly grind her hips against his.

"Well then... he must... be very proud ... of us," Addison bit her lip as Derek's mouth trailed down her breastbone and his hands ran lightly over her back causing her to quiver. She moaned out loud, and in retaliation tugged his shirt over his head, and ran her nails lightly all over his skin.

"Why are we talking?" Derek asked, his thoughts becoming less and less coherent as he gathered Addison in his arms.

"I don't know," Addison gasped as Derek lifted her and roughly placed her on the table, pushing her scrub bottoms off her hips as she quickly kicked off her shoes.

The cereal bowls went crashing to the ground as Addison leaned back allowing Derek to kiss a line from the base of her neck to her bellybutton.

"Derek," she moaned so quietly he almost didn't hear her. His stomach flipped with arousal at the sound, and he brought their lips together again.

Addison locked one leg tightly around his waist, tilting her head back as he covered her shoulder with kisses and he slowly pushed aside the straps of her bra.

Then they froze.

From the far end of the dark cafeteria came the sound of cereal being poured.

Derek and Addison held their breath as they watched the Chief of Surgery pour milk on his cereal and retreat. They were both about the breath a sigh of relief when he paused at the door and ate a spoonful.

"Addison," his voice broke through the silence, "When you get the chance, I believe Mrs. Ashmore was asking about a C-section."