Hey, sorry about the wait hah. Here's the next update, I've had a lot going on but hopefully I'll more soon. Thanks for being patient with me!

Chapter 13

"Dr. Bailey!" Derek called out, just having left his wife's room.

"Addison's fine. Leave me alone." She responded.

"That's actually what I was coming to talk to you about." he paused, flashing a charming smile. "She wants to get out of here."

"Does she now…" Bailey didn't seem interested in what Derek had to say.

"Yes, Dr. Bailey. She does." He was a bit frustrated.

"Okay. Well, she's got to prove that she can sleep without being hooked up to a damn IV."

"I thought you stopped sedating her already."

"I did, but it doesn't matter. At this point I'm basically giving her water, but she 'can't sleep without it.'" Bailey shook her head.

"Does she know she's receiving a placebo?"

"I told her. She doesn't believe me." Bailey started walking away. "Sure I care enough to lie about sedatives."

"And you never told me this because…?"

"Because it's not something she's proud of."

Derek brushed off the comment. "If she's willing to sleep without anything tonight, then will you release her?"

"I could probably arrange that." Bailey turned around, leaving her superior in the middle of the hall.

Derek didn't even bother responding to his co-worker. He was just surprised that Addison still could not sleep unless she was 'sedated'.

"Hey…" he walked back into his wife's room.

"Any luck?" Addison seemed hopeful.

"Yeah. Seems like Bailey's willing to release you tomorrow."

"Oh, thank God. You know, I'm actually starting to miss the trailer."
"Well, you're going to need to sleep on your own tonight." His eyes shifted toward the IV bag which was most likely filled with useless fluids.

"Oh, that? I don't need that..." she defended herself.

"I didn't think so. I'll see you later, okay?"

"Sure…"

Daylight soon faded into darkness, and Derek stopped by Addison's room to say goodnight before heading home.

"Derek?" She sounded a bit anxious.

"Hey, I thought you'd be sleeping already."

"I can't sleep. I don't know what's wrong with me but I can't." She spoke quickly.

"Okay, calm down. Have you even tried?"

"Of course I've tried! I just…I think I need Bailey. I don't need to leave tomorrow. I just need something to help me sleep."

"Addison, you've been taking in extra fluids. Bailey hasn't even been giving you anything that would put you to sleep." The desperation in his wife's voice was beginning to worry him.

"Well whatever it is, it helps me."

"I'm not getting Bailey. I'll stay with you until you fall asleep on your own, okay?"

"Derek-"

"First…" he interrupted, "We need to slow down your heart rate. I can practically hear it from over here…" He kneeled next to her bed, and not wanting to hook his wife up to a monitor, he gently placed his palm over her heart. "Okay, now just take slow deep breaths for me."

Addison obliged, trying to soothe her nerves naturally. But having such an intimate moment with her husband was beginning to give her a few different ideas of what she could get out of the evening…ideas other than sleep.

"Just breathe…" he continued, noticing that her heart rate was in fact beginning to slow to a more normal pace.

Addison looked her husband in the eye, her breath becoming short once again. However, anxiety was not triggering this reaction. Derek instantly noticed the look in her eyes, and leaned in to kiss her…first softly, and then again with much more passion. Without even bothering to separate from his wife, Derek slid onto the bed, his hands trailing down her body.

"Derek-" She managed to get a word out. "Wait. We can't." She protested.

"Why not?"

"We're in the hospital…Bailey could walk in-"

"She's got more important patients." He stopped himself. "No offense." He began kissing the nape of her neck, causing Addison to let out a short gasp. It had been a while since she had felt this way.

"I'm on a sleep schedule, you know." She teased.

"Screw your schedule." Derek leaned in, his passion increasing by the second.

About an hour later, Addison lay wrapped up in her husband's embrace. There were a few moments of silence, and Derek actually thought that his wife may have fallen asleep. "We just had sex in my hospital bed." …until she decided to say that.

"Oh, we did." He responded, quite pleased with himself.

"We're dirty people."

"Not that dirty. I mean, we've done it before." he smirked.

"Not in Seattle." She laughed a bit.

"True."

"Some really sick person could have died in this bed. And we just had sex in it."

Derek laughed, gently feeling for Addison's heartbeat which had returned to a normal pace. "It worked didn't it?"

"Yeah…" she yawned, leaning in closer. "I guess it did." She took a deep breath, closing her eyes. "Goodnight Derek."

"Goodnight."