New Chapter up! Read and review as always. Hope you enjoy. By the way, how in love were all of you with Addek loving in the last episode/previews for next week? Makes me happy all over!
Derek sat in the exam room waiting for Addison to get back. He fiddled with the ice pack, not putting it on his face. He was nervous. He needed to talk to her, see where she was at. He felt like an ass for actually getting into a fist fight over her, but it needed to be done. As much as he loved Mark, he needed to be put in his place. Derek needed to fight for Addison: six years of standing by was long enough. His thoughts were interrupted when the door opened.
"Hey Dr. Shepherd."
"Meredith. How does it look?"
"Not bad. Minimal swelling. Dr. Montgomery went to find your x-rays and told me to make sure you were icing and if you weren't, to yell at you for her. I'm obviously not going to yell at you, so just put it on when she comes by. Feel better."
"Thanks." Derek smiled to himself. She did know him better than he knew himself. And that was just one of a million things that made him love her more everyday. The door opened once again, but this time Derek didn't even look up to check; he knew it was her.
"Hey."
"Hi." Addison shut the door behind her.
"You changed out of your dress."
"I thought it best not to be seen treating patients in such a nice, expensive cocktail dress. People might talk."
"I see. So, how does it look?"
"Well there's nothing broken. The x-rays look clean. Let me take a look." Addison pulled up a rolling stool in front of the bed.
"Is this necessary, Addi? I'm fine."
"Mark got your pretty good and I want to be careful. We can't have your beautiful face be broken. How will you ever get dates?"
"I'll manage." Derek smiled, but winced at the shooting pain in his jaw, all of which Addison noticed.
"That's why I'm doing this. Now be quiet and let me look at you." Gently poking at his face, she examined the swelling and how it progressed. "Alright, I'm satisfied. Nothing's broken, but you'll need to ice it so you don't swell. I'm serious Derek."
"I have been."
"Liar. Your face is warm."
"I'm just a hot person."
"I'm sure. Give me that." Taking the ice pack, she slapped it against his face and held it there.
"Hey, watch it. I'm sensitive. I was just beat up, defending your honor I might add."
"Oh my manners. Thank you for punching out someone in the middle of the surgical floor, in front of everyone. That was great."
"Addison, I'm sorry."
"Don't. It's not your fault. It's just things were going so well, and then he shows up like I knew he would because it's him. And then he hits you, and it's all just a lot to handle."
"I know. I didn't mean for that to happen. I just couldn't let him say those things about you. I needed to be honest with him. And then he hurt you and I snapped. I'm sorry."
"Don't be sorry. It was very heroic what you did. I'm proud of you; didn't really know you could hit so well."
"Watch it. For the record I am an excellent fighter."
"Are you really? I don't buy it. You're kind of feminine."
"Excuse you. You want to go? Because I'll take you down right here. I don't care if you're a girl."
"Easy tiger. Let's let your first facial injury heal before we give you a new one." They were both laughing at this point as Addison kept the ice on his injury. Derek watched her laugh; he loved her laugh. Her hands felt smooth on his skin. Remember what Richard said, follow your heart. Just do it.
"Move in with me." Derek's words broke the laughing, and Addison's face turned perplexed.
"What?"
"I said move in with me."
"Into a trailer?"
"We can build a house. We can build a castle. I don't care. All I know is that waking up without you those five days I was in Maine was a feeling I never want to have again."
Derek met Addison's gaze and held it.
"You're serious?"
"Deadly. The whole reason I wanted to take you to a romantic dinner was to ask you that. I had been thinking about it for a while, and after being apart from you, I knew it was time."
"Derek, I'm not saying no, but don't you think it's a little early on in our relationship? I mean you just punched out my ex-husband."
"I know that. And Mark showing up did off set me a little bit. However, everything I said to him was true. Addison, I've loved you for six years. Like madly in love with you. And I know we have only been an "us" for a while now, but it just feels right to me. Like this is how I want to spend the rest of my life." Addison moved the ice, and took her hand to his face, gently rubbing his injury.
"I loved you too. You know that right?"
"I'll know that if you say yes." Addison didn't speak, but rather kissed his face where his bruise was, and then moved her lips to his for a loving embrace.
"Is that a yes?"
"That's a yes. We can even try living in that trailer thing you love so much. No promises, I am from Manhattan."
"Excellent. It grows on you."
"That's what I'm afraid of. Now keep icing. I'll go sign you out, and maybe we can grab something to eat, because it is now 10:30, and considering I was starving at 8:30, you better feed me."
"Whatever you want. Why don't we spend the night at the hotel? We can order room service." Derek winked at her as she walked out, and went back to icing his face.
The Next Morning
Addison sipped her coffee and read the morning paper, watching the sunrise on Seattle, and her simultaneously her sleeping boyfriend. He looked peaceful asleep. His chest moved up and down, almost rhythmically. She heard the sheets rustling, and saw Derek's eyes open.
"Morning sleepyhead."
"Hey." He said groggily. "What time is it?"
"Almost seven." She said, getting up to join him in bed.
"Sleepyhead? Why are you up so early anyway?"
"Had a lot on my mind, I guess. Couldn't really sleep. Decided to go for a run by the water. It was beautiful, very surreal."
"You didn't sleep? Why didn't you wake me?"
"When we got back here you practically passed out in your suit. I had to nudge you just to get you to change."
"I'm sorry." He said, slightly embarrassed.
"It's okay. Fist fights must take a lot out of you. Let me look at your cheek. Does it hurt?"
"Only when you poke at it. Aren't you supposed to be a doctor, all gentle and such?"
"Be quiet, will you? You were more enjoyable asleep."
"Was I really? We will just have to see about that." Derek ran his hand up Addison's leg, taking the other one to the back of her head and pulling her closer to him. She moaned softly as their lips met.
"I take that back. You're much more enjoyable awake." They continued to kiss, gently at first but slowly getting more and more deep. Addison, aware of the time, pulled back. Derek put on his pouty face. "Don't give me that look. We have to be at work on time for once. We have that attending meeting with Richard and after last night, we shouldn't be late." Derek ignored her, and pulled her back down to him. "Seriously, don't do that. Because if we start, then we aren't going to stop, and we are never going to be on time. And I went running this morning and really need a shower so if you don't mind…." Pushing his hand off her leg, Addison hopped of the bed and began to walk over to the bathroom. Derek hopped out of bed to block her path to the bathroom.
"I have a proposition for you. Why don't we share the shower, and be done in half the time?"
"If we shower together it will take twice the time. You know that." She replied, grinning. She moved past a defeated Derek. About halfway undressed, she stuck her head back out.
"You coming?" Derek's face lit up, and he scurried to the bathroom to join her. They were a little late.
8:35 a.m.
"I told you we would be late." Addison said, closing her locker.
"It's only five minutes, and I do believe this morning's festivities were your brilliant idea."
"Excuse you! Don't you dare put this on me…." Addison began to get fired up, and had a laundry list of things to say to Derek. Sensing this, he shut his locker, walked over to her, and kissed her sensually.
"Let's agree to disagree."
"Fine. You know I would have won."
"You always do." He said with a grin. "Come on, we're late." Opening the door for her, Derek scooted Addison out of the room and they walked to the meeting.
"Look who's here. Derek, Addison, so kind of you to join us."
"My apologies, Richard. Didn't hear the alarm."
"Just sit down, Shepherd. You might as well tell me the dog ate your homework." The whole room laughed at Richard's comment.
"So, what did we miss?" Addison asked, sitting herself down next to Derek.
"I was just informing the staff of a new attending we will be receiving from Manhattan. While Smith is on leave recovering from his skiing injury, we needed a temporary fill. You two might know him actually. Dr. David Jones in oncology."
"It can't be. David Jones, Dartmouth undergrad and Columbia med school right?"
"That's right. So you do know him?"
"Not from Manhattan. We went to Dartmouth and Columbia together. I can't believe it's the same guy though. I haven't spoken to him in years."
"Well he's coming in today, so you'll get to reconnect. That's all for today. Same time tomorrow so we can formally introduce Dr. Jones." All the doctors rose from their chair, rather unaffected by the news of a new attending. All, except Addison. She continued to sit, clearly deep in thought.
"Addi? You coming?"
"What? Oh yeah. Sorry, it's just…."
"What?"
"I haven't seen David in a decade, maybe more. We lost touch after we enrolled in different internships."
"That's a shame. Were you two just friends?" Addison stopped at Derek's question. Things are going so well right now. Don't tell him the details; they aren't for him to know.
"Yep. Lab partners, study partners, the works. It's not important. I'm starving. Would you care to buy me breakfast?"
"Sure. Lead the way." Closing the door to the conference room behind him, Derek got an uneasy feeling about the situation. He wasn't so sure Addison was being truthful, but had no evidence to support his feelings. Let it be. For now.
Okay don't hurt me. I know it's short, but I wanted to save Dr. Jones' arrival for the next chapter. There is a history here, and one Derek won't be too happy with. Reviews are nice!