SO. This took me forever. No good reason. I was fooling around with Kayli and hiding it from Steph. Or it was the other way around. Or it was neither and that was just a really good dream I had.

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"Good morning," Derek greeted Addison as he fell into step beside her as she crossed the lobby.

"Did you sign the papers?" she asked, aggressively hitting the call button to the elevator.

"Nice to see too. You know Addy, your people skills could use a little work," he teased.

"Derek if you are not going to sign, if you insist on contesting this, could you at least leave me alone? I really don't think that that is to much to ask."

"Addy, it will be rather difficult for me to make things up to you if I can't talk to you," he grinned at her.

"Derek," she sighed, "There is nothing to make up. It's over. I'm done."

The elevator arrived and Addison stepped on, leaning against the side as she hit the button.

"Addy," Derek said softly, trying to get her to talk to him.

"Let's just agree to stay out of each others way. I'll do my job, you do yours."

Derek took a step back as the doors began to close, "Addison..."

"Just let me do my job, Derek."

Derek sighed as the elevator closed completely. That had failed miserably.

He stepped back as the next elevator opened.

Meredith.

Derek grinned, "Hey."

Meredith glared and stormed by, heading quickly to the exit.

"Hey, come on," he called after her, "I want to fix this."

Meredith turned slowly to face him, "Fix what."

"Us."

"Us?" she repeated, "There is no us to fix. There was an us, along time ago, and you chose to be with Addison instead. So that us, the good us, ended. And then we tried to be friends, but that failed miserably, because I ended up the mistress, So when you say 'fix us' are you trying to fix us as friends? 'Cause if you are, you can save your breath, cause I am not interested in being your mistress. I am not interested at all"

"That is not what I am saying," Derek insisted, quickly loosing his temper.

"Really?" Meredith demanded, "Not that it matters, but have you signed those papers?"

Derek looked away.

"Then what do you expect from me?"

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Izzie burst into the kitchen and threw her purse down on the table, "I hate that therapist." she raged, " Who is she to tell me why I fell in love with Denny. It doesn't matter. She makes everything sound so clinical. I did not fall in love with him because I get attached to easily. Or because I never knew my father. Or because of things that happened in my childhood. I fell in love with him because he was a good man, he was a kind man, and he loved me. Me. I don't want some textbook reason for why I love him. I just want to love him. And I don't want to move on. I want to love him. I am not saying I never want to love anyone else, but I need to keep loving him. Why can't people just understand that. I am not just hanging onto the past. I loved him. Stop trying to rationalize it."

Izzie left the kitchen slightly calmer then she arrived,

George looked at Callie.

"I dunno," Callie shrugged, "She's your friend."

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"Rebekah Gregory, 29, 27 weeks. Seizures."

Addison glanced unimpressed at the intern beside her. She longed for Steven, or even Karev, or Grey. At least Bailey's interns were competent, not that anything was going to make her feel better about this patient, "What would you suggest as aa course of treatment?"

The intern shrugged, "I'd start with a neuro consult."

Addison sighed, "Perfect."

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"I like it here," Meredith smiled contentedly, staring up at the leaves of the huge tree she was sitting under with Finn.

"Me too," Finn replied digging through the backpack they had brought, looking for apples, "I knew I was right to bring you here,"

"I bet you say that to all the girls," she teased.

"I've never brought another person up here."

"Really?" Meredith asked suspiciously.

Finn grinned, "Ya, it's special, and I wanted to bring you."

"Why?"

Finn paused, then smiled and threw her an apple, "I'll tell you after lunch."

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"What happened to 'you do your job, I'll do mine'?" Derek teased as they exited the room, "It's only been a few hours and your already dragging me up here to see you."

"What's your diagnosis." Addison asked, ignoring his friendly tone.

"I get that your upset, but Addy..."

"Is she going to need surgery?"

"If we could just talk..."

"We are talking, about the patient. That's all I want to talk to you about." Addison crossed her arms defensively, "Is she going to need surgery?"

Derek watched her for a moment, "Probably, I'll have her taken down for a couple of scans, and I can probably operate this afternoon."

Addison nodded, "I need to run a few more tests, but book whatever you want."

"Okay," Derek nodded as Addison turned to leave, "Wait, can't we talk about us for a minute." he begged.

"There is no us."

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"So you ready?"

Meredith looked up at Finn curiously, "Where are we going?"

"For a walk," Finn smiled and reached out to take her hand, "So I was thinking,"He said after they had walked along for awhile, "That we should ease into meeting family and stuff."

Meredith squeezed his hand and moved slightly closer, "I love that idea."

"Really?"

Meredith nodded, "Every time I see my parents it's like being introduced to them for the first time. Slow is good. Very good."

"I figured we could start out very none threatening, very little chance of disapproval and uncomfortable questions."

"Oh ya?"

"Ya, " Finn stopped and indicated a small plaque embedded in the earth, "This is my wife Liz," he paused and looked over at her, "I really wanted you to meet her."

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Derek's brow furrowed. The procedure could be going better. He was trying, but not only was the procedure tricky, but her stats were not what he would like. Derek persevered, not only did he have a responsibility to the patient and her family, but there was an unborn child to consider.

Plus this was Addison's patient, he owed it to her to take care of her patients. She had put them in his care, she was depending on him, trusting him. Considering the point that they were at in their relationship, he couldn't afford to loose that trust, even if it was only professional trust, doctor to doctor.

"Stats are dropping," he murmured to himself, keeping one eye on the monitors.

"V-Fib," a nurse called out sharply, as the team began to move frantically around the patient,

"ADDISON!" Derek yelled out of the room, cursing her for leaving to talk to one of her interns.

Addison rushed into the room, instantly organizing her team around her.

"Addison that baby has to come out NOW."

Addison ignored him, focusing on the task at hand. Derek held his breath as he continued to compress the patients chest.

Addison worked quickly, Her hands flying as she reached for instruments she needed.

"Babe, you've got to work faster."

"I am going as fast as I can Derek."

"She's been down to long."

"I'm trying," Worry flashed across Addison's face, and Derek instantly panicked.

"What's wrong?" he demanded.

Addison shook her head and continued.

"Addy what is wrong?"

"Karev," she ordered sharply, "Slide your hand in beside mine, the baby is wedged under the ribs."

"LIke this?"

"No," Addison shook her head in frustration, "I need you to... you have to..." Addison was at a loss for how explain what she needed.

"Karev, take over compression's" Derek ordered, maneuvering over beside Addison and sliding his hand in beside hers, "Get ready to shock her the second we have delivered." He instructed.

They struggled silently, concentrating on delivering the baby.

"Got him?" Addison murmured quietly, extracting her hand.

Derek nodded and careful pulled the premie from it's mothers body, handing him of to Addison.

Taking a step back he watched the crash team go to work.

It was futile.

Derek glanced over at Addison as a nurse called time of death on the mother.

Addison was taking off her mask, defeated.

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Izzie silently closed the door to Preston Burkes room behind her.

"Hey," she said softly.

He smiled at her, "I wasn't expecting to see you here. I heard you made quite the exit."

Izzie sighed and sank into the chair beside the bed, "I'm sorry."

Burke shook his head, "Don't be, you loved him. He died knowing he was loved, He died happy."

Izzie considered this for a moment, then dismissed it, "If I hadn't cut the wires you wouldn't have had to come back here, and you would have never been shot. Not only did I ruin my career, I might have ruined yours."

Burke sat in silence.

"This is where you say something supportive. "Izzie my career isn't over', something like that."

Burke smiled, "But would me lying to you really help?"

"I am so sorry."

"Izzie don't be. Truth be told, none of us could say that they wouldn't do exactly what you did when faced with losing someone we loved. If it was Cristina that needed a heart, I can't say that there is line I wouldn't cross to get her one. So don't apologize for trying to save Denny. I don't blame you for what happened. "

Izzie nodded. "Thank you."

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Addison leaned back against the scrub sink and sighed. She was exhausted, emotionally and physically, she wasn't completely sure that her legs would support her if she tried to stand. She looked up, then quickly back to the floor as Derek entered.

They were silent for along moment.

"You did everything that..."

"Ya I know," Addison said quietly, "Thank you for..." she trailed off.

"We work well together. Addison," he paused, "You can't stay mad at me forever."

"I can try," she replied still avoiding his eyes.

"Listen, I messed up, I know I messed up. But Addy, I am so sorry. I am really truly sorry."

"I'm tired Derek," she said quietly, "I am just exhausted."

Derek stepped directly in front of her, she leaned further back on the ledge of the scrub sink in order to increase the distance between them.

"I'm sorry I hurt you,"

"Please stop."

"I was stupid and I hurt you. But I am sorry. Throw it in my face as much as you want,"

Addison smiled slightly as she crossed her arms across her chest.

"I'm serious, Add, start every morning with 'you cheated on me, you bastard' if you want, hit me if you have too." Derek reached out and placed a hand on each of her elbows, not allowing her to move away, "But come home. Come home so we can fix this."

Addison sighed and diverted her eyes further, "Stop. Please, just stop."

"Add," he coaxed softly, "Addy."He smiled at her as she finally looked up at him.

"Don't," she begged quietly as she turned her face towards him, closing her eyes in frustration.

He stared at her a moment, before slowly and deliberately ignoring her request, leaning forward and softly but firmly kissing her.

Addison suppressed a sigh as she found herself responding to the kiss , mentally chiding herself for being weak. "Stop," she murmured, pulling away.

Derek brought his hand up from her elbow, grazing it down her neck until it rested on her shoulder, his thumb gently running over her collarbone, "Addison..." he breathed.

She sighed, "What do you want from me Derek?"

For the second time that day, Derek was floored by those words.

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You must remember this

A kiss is still a kiss

A sigh is still just a sigh

The fundamental things apply

As time goes by

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Derek is a jerk. 'Nough said. In my opinion that was a rather bad idea. Hot, but bad.

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