A/N : This is cute! -grins- By Chelsea (DrMcQPS)!
Derek was sitting on the couch in the Chief's office, poking around in his PDA, so engrossed he didn't even notice Addison walk in, engrossed in her own piece of technology.
His head shot up when he noticed her.
"What are you doing here," he accused.
"What are you doing here," she shot back.
"Addison, if you're here to continue our fight, save it. I'm here for a meeting with Richard and I don't have time for "girl-freak outs."
"Alright, listen jackass; I'm not here for you. I have no interest in seeing you right now. Richard asked me here too."
"And why would he have done that?" Derek pondered aloud, irritated.
"I don't know," she shot back sarcastically, "maybe your display in the hallway this morning-"
"My display?"
He got off the couch and walked over to her.
"I wasn't the only one screaming, honey."
"You started," she accused, getting in his face.
"You were being ridiculous," he shouted.
"Derek! It's our anniversary! I know we don't have the "picture perfect" marriage anymore, but acknowledgement would have been nice!"
"You didn't give me a chance Addison. You were pissed from the moment you woke up!"
"You used to hate waiting Derek! If you didn't surprise me at midnight, you'd drag me out of bed at dawn."
Derek didn't get a chance to respond before Patricia walked in.
"Not too interrupt or anything," Patricia's eyebrows were raised, "but the Chief couldn't make it. He got called into surgery. He asked me to deliver these. Against my better judgment, I agreed. Here."
She handed a surprised Addison a dozen long-stemmed roses, in a vase. Derek received a card he looked hesitant to open.
"I love you two alone," Patricia walked away, closing the door behind her, "happy anniversary, by the way."
"Well," Addison observed, "the flowers are beautiful. What does the card say?"
Derek's mouth dropped as he read it too himself. He lips turned upward into a cocky grin. His eyes shifted to Addison and back at the card. He chuckled and handed the card to Addison.
"Read it for yourself."
"You two won the bet. If I hadn't left New York, I'd have paid up earlier. Happy Anniversary."
Addison looked up, confused. Then, after a moment, she chuckled and looked over to Derek.
"I can't believe he remembered."
"Well, a bet is a bet."
"No wonder his desk is cleared off," Addison grinned as she sat on the desk's edge.
"And he didn't think we'd make it 10 years," Derek moved in front of her.
"How long do you think we have?"
"Hmm," Derek pondered, "I'm not racing the clock, if anyone walks in, that'll be the interest on paying up late."
Addison smiled as she pulled him for a kiss.
"Happy Anniversary Derek."
"Happy Anniversary Addison."
An hour later, Addison and Derek were curled up on the floor, reminiscing about their past anniversaries.
"This may be the best anniversary yet," Addison whispered.
"And you didn't want me to make that bet," Derek joked, "if I recall, you were quite angry with me."
"Well," Addison blushed, "you were broadcasting our sex life all over the hospital."
The knock on the door startled them as they grabbed their lab coats. Derek gave them each the once-over before he opened the door.
"Janitorial services sir. You put the request in yesterday sir."
Derek gestured them in and grabbed Addison's hand as the exited the room.
"You didn't forget," Addison whispered, looking into his eyes.
They only made a few steps away from the office before bursting out into laughter. Derek pulled her into his arms as their laughter died.
"Happy anniversary Addison. I love you."