A/N : So here's the second part. Also inspired by the episode--the promo.
"Look, if you want to take me off this case, feel free." Alex said, giving up on quarreling with someone of a higher authority. He knew his temper was going to go off any time and it was better for him not work with her than having the risk of getting kick out of the program. But Addison Shepherd was not backing down. She shoved her face in his challengingly.
"You will do your job, and you will do it right. In this case, it means keeping your mouth shut. Understood!"
Her eyes flared with anger and annoyance, boring into his. In Alex's eyes, they soften as he nodded, knowing that this was definitely not going to be a winning situation for him.
"Fine." he spat out, then turned his heels as he stomped off from the attending. Addison drew in a deep breathe and leaned against the wall, rubbing a hand to her forehead.
Most annoying, disrespectful intern I've ever seen. she thought to herself. Then, there was a peck to the side of her face. She opened her eyes and turned, only to find her husband standing next to her with his arms folded in front of his chest. A smile hung on his face.
"Bad day?" he asked. Addison pushed herself off the wall and sighed. She didn't want to face Derek now, not when she was in this mood. With him smiling like a child like this, Addison was going to spoil his day--whatever was making him so happy--with her mood. She started to turn away until Derek held her back by her arm. She would have jerked it off angrily but really, none of this is Derek's fault--maybe except for the root cause of it when he stopped what he started and left her hanging there without a word.
"Derek." she warned, allowing him to turn her around to face him. "I'm really not in the mood."
"I know." he said, already knowing by the look on her face. He slided his arms under her labcoat and made his way smoothly around her waist. Addison gave up, deciding to rely on her husband for comfort, for him to take her anger again. She allow her body to be pulled closer to his as she wrap her arms around his neck, leaning her head onto his shoulder. She let out a breathe, sighing comfortably as Derek drew lazy circles around her back. She pulled him closer to her, taking in the scent of his hair cream, a smile slided across her face.
"Better?" he whispered into her hair. Addison nodded against him.
"Thank you." she mumbled, feeling the comforting touch of his hand as he slided it up her back, then around the back of her neck. The warmth of his hands spread through her body from there, causing her nerves to relax completely. He pulled away, looking into her eyes, this time with passion, no twinkle of mischief or lust. Her confusion by his gaze slowly reflected the emotion in his eyes. Before she knew it, his lips was on hers and she was kissing back. She pushed the both of them furthur away from the wall and slided a leg between his teasingly, causing him to back away to hold back the arousement that might happen in the middle of the hallway. It was an old trick to get Derek to move in the direction she wants him to.
Not long after, they were next to the linen closet. She reached to the side and pushed open the door, their bodies tumbled inside noisily before Derek reached behind her to lock it with a click as they pressed against it.
She pulled away, gasping for air. Before he dived down on her lips again, she tugged him backwards by his hair.
"You know Derek, sex wouldn't be boring if we got rid of the trailer." she said, a smile now creeping across her face.
But Derek ignored that comment.
"Shut up and kiss me."