HAPPY SUNDAY!
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It was her first transvaginal ultrasound, the both had been waiting for this moment for a whole week in which they had to deal with 'McSteamy' and young interns who would show up at their door asking for forgiveness.
"Let's see!" Eric said energetically as he grabbed the gel and before applying it he said, "You know what I'm going to say…"
"I know." Addison giggled, nodding slightly, "Proceed."
Eric counted to three before he introduced the transducer. Addison squeezed Derek's hand a little at the new sensation but calmed down after a few seconds. Their little fetus was now being seen on the monitor, "It's the perfect size for seven weeks." Eric commented, smiling a little at the couple
"Actually seven weeks and two days." She had the need to mention that, of course.
"Addison…" Derek murmured, a little nervous because of their appointment and annoyed by Addison.
"The placenta has developed… your fetus looks healthy… everything looks divine, Addison. I assume you want to hear the heartbeat."
"Yes." They both said in unison.
The sound of a strong heartbeat filled their ears and their smiles grew wider. A tear escaped Derek's eye and Addison had to chuckle at that. ""What?! How can you not get emotional…" He said, wiping away the tear and looking back at the monitor. She grabbed his hand and bring it closer to her mouth so she could kiss the back of it.
When the ultrasound was finished, Eric stepped out of the room, giving them privacy as they got ready to leave the consult. "Derek... " She started speaking.
He looked at her, "What?"
"I want to go home and not fight with you again, alright?" She asked.
He took a deep breath, "you're the one who started the whole fight."
"That is why I want to go back home and shut up about the subject." Addison said, gesturing for him to help her take her hospital gown off.
He walked behind her and helped her out of it, "Fine."
"Our baby is healthy, I'm healthy… what's not healthy is us bitching at each other. So… are we in an agreement?"
He shrugged, "We are, but just to make it clear, you're the one who started bitching."
"You followed my bitching, so you're not so innocent." She snapped, starting to dress up.
He sighed, running a hand through his hair, "Fine, I'm sorry."
"You are?" She turned around to meet his gaze.
He nodded, "I am."
"good. I am too." Addison said as she took a step closer, she pecked his lips and then continued on dressing up.
the past wednesday…
The door of the trailer was being knocked, "Did you invite someone?" Addison asked, looking up from her Nicholas Sparks novel, her gaze focused on Derek's naked abdomen.
"I swear that if its Mark I'm going to take out the gun." He said, putting on pants quickly and a t-shirt.
"Do we own a gun?" Her eyes widened.
"No, but it sounded cool… so…" He shrugged.
She stepped up from bed and walked towards the kitchen that also happened to be the entry hall of their lovely small home. Addison was going to prepare herself some chamomile tea.
"Meredith…" He answered the door, shocked as the blonde woman was standing there, awkward expression on her face.
Addison turned around to meet the intern's gaze, "Doctor Grey. What are you doing here?" Addison asked, walking closer to her husband who seemed stunned.
"Your… Your blanket." She said, opening the backpack she had on her hand and taking his famous blanket out of it.
Addison stared at her annoyed and shook at the same time. She had given him that blanket for their third anniversary, she recalls she did, but still can't seem to remember when he took it from the brownstone after he had left. Maybe he snuck into the house one of those nights she miraculously fell asleep of exhaustion after overthinking her mistake.
The redhead forces a smile and takes the blanket from Meredith's hands, "Thank you, Doctor Grey." She said in a sharp way, "Is there anything else you need?"
"No… I mean yes, I just wanted to apologize." Grey said and then nodded at both spouses as a way of saying goodbye. She walked away from the trailer and then when Addison saw her getting inside the car, she turned to Derek and closed the door behind her.
His eyes showed sadness, his eyebrows narrowed and he looked at his wife expecting her to yell or do something. "Are you going to just stand there and not move?" She snapped, throwing the blanket at him.
He caught it and looked down at it, "Addie…"
"Remind me to boy matches to burn that thing, thanks." She walked past him towards the kitchen counter, about to keep making herself some tea.
"You're mad." He observes her.
She let out a dry chuckle, "How would you feel if Mark would knock on our door and be like 'Oh, sorry to interrupt your evening, just dropping Addison's panties she left at my place.'"
Derek rolled his eyes and threw the blanket to the couch nearby, "Addison…"
"Don't Addison me, please." She said annoyed and kept on waiting for the hot water to be ready.
Derek walked towards her and touched her upper arm, "Can we talk about this?"
She turned around now, anger in her eyes and brows furrowed because she's trying not to break down, "Why can't you tell her to back off?! Why can't you stop talking to her or treating her like a dear friend?! You think I haven't seen you walking around with her?" Addison said furious, her voice raising and breaking at the end of her last question.
"I'm sorry! I had no idea she was going to show up." He said, massaging her shoulder with the hand that used to be on her upper arm.
"That's not the point, Derek!" She said, moving her shoulder roughly so he would stop distracting her with his touch. He was massaging her shoulder because she knew she was tense and hated to see her like that, not because he wanted to shut her up. "I don't talk to Mark, I actually ignore him at all costs, if he's having lunch in the cafeteria I have lunch at the attendings lounge, if he's talking to Miranda about something and I want to talk to her too, I decide to page her later… I try, Derek! You on the other hand? You seem to be getting closer to her and I… Is it me?"
"I didn't know it bothered you that much, we're just friends!"
"For you you're just friends, but her? She's still hang up on you and you don't seem to notice! Are you blind? She's your ex-fling, she's your intern and you're okay with her showing up here?!"
"Hey, hey. Don't put words in my mouth, I never said that I was okay with her coming over." Derek said, running a hand through his hair, already growing frustrated.
"You could have told her something, you know?! 'I'm sorry Meredith, I don't appreciate you showing up here' It was that easy!" She said, both hands on her hips. "I just can't help but wonder, is she going to be inside of the delivery room too when your child decides to be born?"
"Okay that's enough!" He said firmly.
She looked at him, a tear slipping out of her eye, she wiped it as fast as she could and looked the other way. "I'm sorry I didn't mean to yell…" He apologized.
"These darm hormones." She sighed, letting the rest of her tears fall.
Derek walked towards her and embraced her even if she fought his touch for a minute. "I'll try." He promised, kissing the side of her neck, letting her sob against him.
"I'm not crying because you yelled, I'm just sad because I'm truly considering on setting that blanket on fire."
He chuckled and ran a hand through her hair, holding her as close as possible, "I'll buy you some matches then."
"I'm still mad." She mumbled but decided to relax.
He nodded, I know."
…
now
"You're sorry?" He asked, surprised.
She nodded, "I might have exaggerated a little." Addison shrugged, putting on her blouse and started buttoning it.
"Alright. Let's leave this past behind us and concentrate on what's best, our perfect seven weeks and two days fetus." He said, smiling at her.
She smiled back and kissed his lips softly, "I love you."
"I love you more." He said, cupping her jaw.
"Can we have reconciliation sex tonight?" She asked biting her upper lip, lust in her eyes as she spoke.
He groaned, "If I ever say no to that request, shoot me."
…
"I kind of like not having to hide that we're pregnant." Derek said, taking a bite from his green apple, looking at his gorgeous wife who was staring at two ultrasound pictures. They were sitting outside a cafe, both drinking hot cocoa since it was a cold and windy day today. She looked gorgeous with that red scarf around her neck.
She nodded and kept looking at them, "Which one is best?" Addison asked, showing the pictures to her husband. "I think this one's better." She said holding up higher the one she was holding with her left hand.
He shook his head no, "The other one is better."
Addison looked at them again, "If you say so…" Addison said, taking her wallet from her purse and putting it in there.
"Actually this one is better," Derek said, taking the vacant picture, "But I wanted it for my wallet."
"You bastard!" She chuckled as she watched him put it on his own wallet. "Your eye is looking better though." Addison said, entangling her fingers with his over the table.
"You think so?"
"Yeah, almost like you were never punched!" She winked at him.
He smiled at her, "And your little forehead cut is not noticeable at all."
"Aw! See? We're being sweet and mature after a fight!" She tucks a strand of hair out of her face.
He nodded letting out a chuckle, somehow she could make things so much better, and the fact that she was and their baby too was healthy, made everything way better. "We still have the rest of the day left… what do you feel like doing?"
"Maybe we could go furniture shopping? We already have the bed, but we need much more than just that."
"Yes!" She exclaimed, "Ah, you make me so happy." She squeezed his hand and winked an eye at him.
"Likewise."
….
"I think this is a bad idea." She said as they kept on walking through the corridors of IKEA.
He frowned, "What do you mean?" For him it was strange to hear her say such thing while doing her favorite sport: shopping.
"I haven't given it a thought yet… will we chose a theme? Maybe black and white? I don't know, but I feel like we need patterns." Her anxious chaotic voice spoke.
He rolled his eyes but smirked at her, "Chill."
"Derek, think about it." She said, stopping to stare at some bookshelves that looked cute.
He did give it a thought and maybe she wasn't as crazy as he thought, "Ok fine. I say beige, black and white would be good."
She looked back at him and nodded excitedly, he had good taste. "And fake plants!"
He chuckled, "Perfect."
It's not that they didn't know gardening, they did, and they loved it, they had lots of flowers at the brownstone and they had planted them themselves, but they're surgeons… there's never enough time to water them or actually take time to look at them. So fake plants it is! Green and pretty, also fake.
"I also want pillows, do you know where they are?" She starts looking around for them, her eyes scanning her surroundings.
"Addison, please don't." He begs.
"What?!"
"You have an obsession for pillows."
"I do not." She says, hitting his arm playfully.
"Come on, there's always been more room on the bed for your excessive quantity of pillows than us."
She rolls her eyes, "They're comfortable! And it's not like you were home that much anyway." She snapped.
"Are we seriously gonna go there?" He asked, pinching the bridge of his nose, knowing she could be unstoppable when it came to 'I'm right you're wrong' kind of arguments.
"I don't know, maybe you should check with your mistress, she might show up to help us pick some decor!" She said full of sarcasm.
He kept his mouth shut, knowing she was still upset and her hormones were making her react and say things in ways she didn't mean to. Addison suddenly stopped and he looked at her questioningly.
"What happened now?"
"We should go."
"What? Why?" He was confused.
"I'm an adulterous bitch, that's why." She said, quoting him. Addison turned around and walked past him, willing to leave.
Derek stood there and caught what she had seen: Mark Sloan smelling decorative candles fifteen feet away approximately. Derek ran a hand through his hair and made his way out of IKEA looking for his wife. Addison was sitting on a bench nearby, serious expression and gaze fixed on her hands resting on her lap.
"Addie… it's okay." He said, sitting next to her.
She shook her head, "It isn't!" Addison looked up into his eyes.
He tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and kissed her forehead, "It's fine. He lives here now, we will have to run into him at least once." He said, pulling her closer for a hug.
She sighed, "Can we go back to the trailer? I need a hot shower." She said, pulling away from her embrace, her brows furrowed just as they always were when he found herself upset.
"Whatever you want, princess."
She chuckled, "Thank you for not doing a comeback earlier when I said that about Meredith."
"Don't mention it." He said, standing up from the bench, offering a hand for her to grab.
….
"Should we start choosing baby names?" She said as she closed her eyes, pleased by the feeling of his finger massaging her shoulders. Her skin was warm, radiating heat from the shower she had just taken, her hair was damp from it, too. Wearing only a Guns n' Roses old t-shirt and a thong underneath she was sitting on the edge of the bed, Derek behind her. He stopped massaging her, causing her to make an annoyed face. She opened her eyes to see Doc sleeping on the corner of the kitchen and look back for a second at him.
"We haven't even told my sisters and you're ready to pick names?!"
She scoffed, turning her head again, expecting him to continue, "No, I'm just asking. Maybe that could help us think about something else, not about Mark or Meredith or anyone else…" She shrugged, "Now you better continue or no love for you tonight."
He chuckled and decided to keep on massaging her, "I was thinking Sophia for a girl and for a boy i like Logan or Daniel." He said, leaving a kiss in the curve of her shoulder and neck.
She smiled as she kept of feeling how his gifted hands took away the tension within her muscles, "I like those. I thought maybe Vivian for a girl though."
"Like Vivian Carlsmith?" He raised his eyebrows.
"Well she is my mentor after all. I miss her." She let out a breath, "Vivian Shepherd sounds nice."
"What about Montgomery?"
"Our child is not having that last name."
"Well the Captain and Bizzy won't be so happy."
She simply kept silent and closed her eyes, feeling the guilt starting to built up. His hands stop once again and she sighs, missing the touch. "You haven't even thought about telling them, huh?"
Addison let her head fall back into his chest, "It's not like they tell me about their stuff." She said, looking into his concerned blue eyes.
"You know I won't obligate you to do anything you don't want to, but give it a thought sweetheart." He said, kissing her forehead, "I love you, and they'll love their grandchild no matter what."
"i just… agh you know how it would be. Bizzy would judge me or make Susan call to ask annoying stuff… see?! She's already getting on my nerves and I haven't even contacted her yet!"
He nodded and pushed her closer to him, allowing her head to rest on his shoulder and let her forehead rest against his warm neck. Addison closed her eyes and smelled Derek's scent. "I'm happy for us, Addie." He suddenly said, not knowing where that came from.
She moved from her position and turned around, now sitting in front of him in bed, watching his features show emotion, "I am too." She took his hand and squeezed it gently. "It's strange isn't it? That we're together… again. After all that happened. We're here and we're having a baby." Her eyes started brimming with tears as she spoke.
He smiled at her and touched her hand, "You used to say after the storm there was always sunshine, I want to believe this is our sunshine."
A tear of joy slid down her cheek, he wiped it and said, "I love you Addison."
"I love you too." her lips curled into a smile and then they parted. She was going to say she was sorry, again… instead she shut up and got closer to him, sitting on his lap, snaking her arms around his neck to pull him closer, their noses a few inches apart, and their breaths that made each other's lust increase.
Their noses touched and he parted his lips, but something held him from kissing her. His eyes were fixed on hers and she couldn't stop staring, she nodded slowly and slightly, moving even closer, the corners of her mouth showing a big toothy smile.
And then the smiles and happy expression faded, because their eyes shut and she allowed his lips to touch hers.
Their lips started battling slowly but passionately. As she groaned against his lips, he decided to incorporate his tongue inside her mouth. His hands traveled under her shirt to caress the soft sensitive skin of her back, hers were playing with his curls and pulling him closer as their making-out session kept on going.
Her hands travelled down his neck to the first buttons of his shirt, which she started to undue as fast as she could. He moaned as she finally could get to touch the warm skin of his chest, helping her out of her t-shirt and then laying her down gently on the bed to start sucking at her neck.
Addison caressed his curls as his lips played patterns reaching down to her collarbone and her find his way to her right quad boob. Her breath caught in her throat as he removed her bra strap to get a better exposure.
"Derek…" She gasped, looking into his desired eyes, "I want you with me tonight." He knew what she meant by that, she wanted connection and she wanted to feel every part of it, go slow but always enjoying each other and themselves.
He nodded and unclasped her bra, she sit up a bit, taking it off. She saw could he looked down at her breasts, but instead he agreed with her request and kissed her as deeply and passionate as possible, laying down with her, touching her sides and eventually cupping her breasts when he felt it was right.
She unzipped his jeans, after that they made eye contact but kept their lips touching. When they were both completely naked and under the sheets she parted her thighs and let him touch her sensitive skin down there. She moaned when one of his fingers entered her.
"You're…" He said against her ear.
"Wet, I know." She cut him off before he could end that sentence. She chuckled a little, feeling pathetic for ending the sentence.
Derek took his finger out of her and looked at her in the eye, "Should I…?"
"Yes." She said softly, showing him a smile before she bit her lip and opened her thighs wider for him to enter her.
He caressed her cheek with his thumb and then brought his lips to hers, entering her slowly, causing her to moan into his mouth. She wrapped her thighs around his waist, allowing him to go deeper into her. "Ah, Derek." She moaned against his lips again when he started to move in and out of her, going slow at first.
Her arms wrapped around him, pulling him closer, embracing him as their rhythm kept on going from slow to fast. He moaned as he felt his release coming close, he started running his middle finger on circles around her clitoris, determined to make her come with him.
"Oh my… Derek!" She said harshly, feeling herself closer as well.
He grabbed her leg with his other hand, causing her to sit up a little and having a better access to keep going.
She arched her back as she felt her release closer and closer, his breathing quickened as well, and finally they both were attacked by the ecstatic feeling. They both moaned and stood in that position for a couple seconds, until he collapsed next to her on bed.
With smiles on their faces, they started panting, trying to slow down their breaths. "That was amazing." Addison said, finding his hand underneath the messy sheets, bringing it to her lips to kiss the back of it.
"You are amazing." Derek said, moving closer to her, capturing her lips with his. As he pulled away, he felt Addison's legs beginning to tangle with his, she got as close as possible and ran a hand through his messy hair.
"I love, love, love, love you." She said, smiling at him, still trying to found a normal breathing pattern.
He let out of a breath and pulled her closer, letting her head rest against his shoulder. Derek kissed the top of her head and caressed her back, "I love you more."
"That's impossible because I love you more than that."
"Addison, I love you the most."
"I love you until the moon." She challenged.
He chuckled because she knew she was up for a competition, "How about I prove you I love you more than that?" He proposed, cocky grin on his lips.
She giggled, "Oh, I'd love that."
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I HATE MYSELF! AH, okay i suck at smut/sex scenes, so i truly apologize.
besides that, hopefully you enjoyed this chapter. I made a poll on my insta account, from now on I'll update only on sundays :) PLEASE REVIEW!