After the whole hugging, the rambling started, and from the rambling, the crying started. Now they were on the stage where no one talked and they just stared sadly at each other.

"I think it's alright." He said.

She stood up from the couch, "Derek, I quit my job for God's sakes!"

"And it's alright!" He exclaimed.

And now? Now the yelling started.

"No! It's not alright, Derek. We've got a baby on the way and I quit out of nowhere! I love my job, I don't even know why I did it." She said, doing angry gestures with her hands as she usually did.

He stood up from his pot on the couch, "Addison, calm down."

"I can't calm down!"

"We have your trust fund!"

"Oh, now we can use my trust fund!" She scoffed.

He rolled his eyes and ran a hand through his hair, "Addison, every single hospital in the country would want you."

"You think I'm not aware?!" She raised her voice.

He sighed, "Why are you so angry then?" Derek asked, trying to keep calm.

She groaned, "I have no idea!", Addison ran a hand through her hair, frustrated. "Why can't you yell at me back?! You never yell back! You used to yell back."

"Addison…"

"No, Derek. You used to yell back at me and I would truly realize I did something wrong and now you're just stare and don't yell. Yell!" Addison encouraged.

"Fine, I'll go to bed and when you feel out of your… whatever it is that is going on with you… we can chat about this like civilized adults."

"What?! No! Who am I going to yell at?!"

"Addison, what is the problem?!" Now he exploded and decided to yell, "What is the issue?!"

She looked at him and just stared at him, speechless from the magnitude of his voice.

"I told Mark it was a miscarriage and then I realized how devastating was Vivian's death and I just… I'm fat." She shrugged, glassy eyes still staring at him.

He walked towards her and grabbed both of her hands. "You're not going to yell at me?" Addison asked.

"You are not fat, you're gorgeous and I love your pregnancy changes. It's okay that you told Mark, even if it hurts me that he's around and you had a chat with him, I understand why you told him. I will never forgive me for going over there alone, but Vivian died in peace and she certainly died filled with joy and smiles after knowing you were alright. Now shut up."

"Derek…"

"Shut up." He said firmly before he hugged her tightly, "You're not perfect and it's okay if you quit tonight. It was a crazy decision but we'll get through it and one way or another things will find its balance."

She closed her eyes, feeling much more relieved now. "Thank you." Addison whispered and caressed her husband's perfect curls.

"Maybe a little time off work will do you good." He said, patting her back, inhaling on her scent, her coconut shampoo that enchanted all his senses.

"Yeah, maybe…" Addison whispered.

He pulled away a few seconds later, "I'll go fill the tub for you." He smiled at her and disappeared inside of their bedroom.

/

"Hmm...Juju." She smiled softly receiving the cup from her husband.

"We used to drink juju when we needed good vibes, so I figured…"

"You bringing me hot cocoa to a bubble bath was sexy until you said 'good vibes'" Addison teased him and took a sip of the hot cocoa.

He rolled his eyes and kneeled next to the bath so he could kiss her forehead.

"Wait." She said when he started to stand up from the cold bathroom floor, "Why don't you join?"

"Addie…" he smiled at her enthusiasm.

"Come on. You have off until Monday and I quit tonight, so that means there's still some hours for you to recover from jet lag and I'm over here, your pretty and glowing wife… naked under this warm water, exposed, asking for company." Addison winked an eye at him.

"Addison!" he had to chuckle, his wife was irresistible but it was almost five in the morning and he was craving some sleep.

She smiled at him, "We didn't get to finish earlier and I truly, truly, truly missed you."

He couldn't say no, he might have been on the need of some sleep, but his wife was way more powerful. He took the cup of juju from her hands carefully and left it on a safe spot where no one would get burn, her mischievous grin grew a little wider when he took his shirt off and proceed to take the rest of his clothing off.

She had to bit her bottom lip as she watched him get inside the tub, he got in slowly, trying not to hurt her in any way. Now, both of them looking at each other on the eye, Addison wanted to make love to him. Tonight she didn't want meaningless sex, she wanted more. She wanted connection and she wanted him to make her feel loved and protected.

He caught that signal when she slowly grabbed his hand and rubbed her thumb on the back of it, her eyes had lust but also love in them, so he reciprocated the look and let her get closer.

The water surrounded them, and thank God the tub was a big one, because otherwise Addison would have not been able to wrap her legs around his waist and kiss him slowly and tenderly at first, but then passionately and deeply. "I love you." he breathed when they both parted their lips to get some air into their lungs.

She ran her hands through his hair as his hands were still supporting her on his lap, "I love you too." She kissed him again and then started kissing from his lips to his cheek, down his neck to his shoulder and up his shoulder to the back of his ear, sucking there, causing him to moan in ecstasy.

Addison pulled away and made eye contact with Derek. They both stared into each other's eyes and Derek undid her bow, tossing away her hair scrunchie and after that he ran his hands through her hair, admiring her beauty.

She started to try to raise herself from his lap and wasn't as successful as she thought she was going to, after all they hadn't had bathtub sexual intercourse in the last four years, but he got the message so he helped her up a little and when she nodded slightly at him, he let her slide down his length.

They both moaned at the same time and then kissed passionately once more, meanwhile they started working on their rhythm. He would help her and she would reciprocate until they found the perfect angle where they could keep their rhythm going with no interruptions.

After awhile she was getting near to her release and he knew this by her moans and the feeling of her against him but suddenly she made him stop, "Shh…" Addison whispered on his ear, drawing him closer, so she could kiss his warm and wet skin.

Derek sighed, he loved this part, "Addie… why did you.."

But before he would ask, she talked, "I want this to last, I don't want to orgasm because that would mean there would be a pause," Addison replied sweetly, cupping his jaw and looking directly into his lovely blue eyes, "... and I want to be with you tonight."

Derek nodded slightly and kissed her fully on the lips, slowing the pace, massaging her back as they kept on going.

Maybe nobody screamed in pleasure that night, but they clearly bonded and felt even more in love with one another, it sort of made them both remember how amazing they felt about each other, all the love their hearts felt and all the good they had found on each other. Making love that night made them both grow closer to each other even if that seemed impossible.

/

Tuesday came and there they were, staring at each other through the bathroom mirror, both disappointed their off time was done and Derek had to start getting ready for his comeback to work; "I googled some nail salon places, maybe I'll waste my time on that." Addison said, leaving her toothbrush where it belonged after brushing her teeth.

He looked at her and rolled his eyes, "You could have slept a little longer, you know? And if you do get your nails done, please not too sharp." Derek said.

"I never get them too sharp, I'm a surgeon, I cannot risk ripping the latex gloves."

"Well my skin does get ripped." He said, adding hair product to his hair.

She had to chuckle, "Not my fault that I get the need of scratching you."

"Oh, so you're complaining?" He scoffed dramatically.

She nodded her head no, "I'm not complaining, not at all. You should be flattered actually, I just told you you're good in bed."

"I know I just love it when you do that."

"Do what?" She raised an eyebrow at him.

"Raise your eyebrow whenever you get a critique." He smiled with such McDreamy-ness at her.

She rolled her eyes, "You're late for work."

"I also love it when you get annoyed, it's so cute and so sexy."

"Derek, it's not funny." She shot him a mad look.

"Wait, wait, wait… stop."

"What? What did I do now?" She said, both hands on her hips.

Derek grabbed her by the shoulders to turn her to the side, "Look." He pointed at the mirror, at her midsection specially.

"Oh my God." A smile crept all over her face and she cupped her small rounded belly.

He put his hands over hers and reciprocated the smile, "I love you and this baby."

"Derek can you please leave for work before I tackle you and never let go?" She asked, looking into his eyes.

He chuckled, "Alright," Derek kissed her stomach and whispered, "Take care of your momma", when he was on his full height, he kissed his wife's lips softly and said, "I love you. Call me if you need anything."

"I will." She nodded obediently and saw him walk out the bathroom door. After a couple seconds she heard the door being closed and let out a breath she didn't know she was holding. They had barely discussed what happened the night she had told Mark about the miscarriage and Addison was scared as hell Derek would ask details.

One way or another she had to take her mind out of the subject and concentrate on something else: using her time today.

/

"So Doctor Montgomery Shepherd really quit?" Doctor Yang asked Derek.

Derek rolled his eyes, "Yes she did, Doctor Yang."

"For real?" Stevens asked, apparently needing a remark.

"Yes, Doctor Stevens, for real." Derek said and took a sip of his coffee, looking down to the chart he had been trying to work on for the past fifteen minutes, "Shouldn't you be somewhere doing something?"

"So… she quit, huh?" Preston asked as soon as both interns had went away.

"Yes, she quit."

"I don't blame her." Preston shrugged, "Is she coming back?"

"I don't know. I mean, she is eventually, I think. Addison can't survive without cutting, that's for sure." Derek said, taking another sip of the hot liquid, "Do you think Richard knows?"

"What do you mean?"

"The last time she quit was when Richard made her take care of a newborn that certainly wasn't going to make it, but he didn't believe that she actually quit, so he was surprised when she didn't show up the next few days."

"You think that's the case?"

"Probably."