A/N : This is another one by Chrissie (satan) of The Incision! God, the things I missed when I'm asleep. lol. And yes, they can seriously do it anywhere. I'm trying to think of some place that they haven't done it before...

"Time of death, 12:24" Derek said frustrated as he took his gloves and mask. He walked out of the OR and went to the scrub room.
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"Man, I'm sorry, I did everything I could" Derek said to his colleague, Brian, whose son was hit by a car.

"It's just…. He's too young, you know, Derek" Brian told Derek. He nodded sympathetically.

"I know, I'm really sorry" Derek said and offered his colleague a hug.

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Addison woke up and she can feel her husband still breathing heavily on her neck. She tried to untangle herself from him and the sheets but Derek's grip was too tight. She scanned through the room looking for her clothes. She felt Derek stir. She turned around facing him. She kissed him on the lips lightly waking him up. He opened his eyes slowly and then smiled her.

"Good morning, beautiful" Derek said sleepily.
"Good morning, my love" Addison said softly kissing him again.
"That was really good, that thing last night"
"Yeah, it really was."
"We gotta get up. We're going to the funeral" Derek said as the both stood up and got ready.

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Addison and Derek arrived at the cemetery. The gloomy Seattle sky loomed over the sad people who were paying their respects. Derek and Addison stood next to each other with smiled playing in their lips. Both were thinking about their hot raunchy night.

"Addison" Derek whispered in her ear. Addison looked at him. "Wanna carry on with what we were doing last night?" he asked grinning.

"Derek, we are in a funeral, in a cemetery. The least we could do is pay respect to the family who lost someone"

"It's not like we're going to do it right here in from of all these people! We're doing it there" Derek said pointing to the deserted area not far from where they were.

"Still Derek, we're in a funeral, it's just inappropriate"

"Addison, think of it this way: Someone lost a son, someone lost his life and with what we're going to do, we might create a new life"

Addison cocked an eyebrow at him. 'Creating a new life' she liked the idea. But then they're in a funeral.

"You know what, Derek, this is really inappropriate, but what the hell"

Derek took her hand and looked around for a good spot to squee. He led the way as he found a mausoleum. And as they got there, Addison kissed Derek with her tongue roaming in his mouth and tangling into his. Addison took his belt and pulled his pants down as Derek pulled her skirt up. Addison jumped and wrapped her legs around his waist. Their lips went back to each other's as Derek slowly lowers himself down to the ground.

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Addison and Derek stood up. She fixed herself. She straightened her skirt down and fixed her top while Derek pulled his pants up fixed his suit. He then dusted off the dirt on Addison's back and a few dried flowers in her hair and she did the same thing to him.

"Well, that was fun" Derek said and then sighed happily

"Uh-huh, so you think we created a new one?" Addison asked

"I hope so" Derek winked at her and then made their way back to the crowd