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Addison sighed and adjusted the strap of her purse.

"If I hear you sigh one more time..." Bailey warned.

Addison spoke wearily, "Sorry. Long day."

"That happens when you spend all day avoiding people." Bailey glanced at Addison then at Derek who was sulking on the other side of the nurses station.

Addison met Derek's eye's briefly then turned away and lowered her voice, "Our divorce is being finalized."

Bailey raised an eyebrow, as did the numerous nurses that were eavesdropping, "As in..."

"As in, beginning at midnight, Derek and I are no longer married."

"Oh."

"Yeah."

"So your..."

"Going to the bar." Addison supplied, clutching her purse and moving away.

Bailey nodded, understandingly, "Addison?"

Addison turned back and looked the nazi in the eye.

"Until midnight you are married,"

Addison cracked a smile, "Are you telling me to behave?"

"I'm telling you not to do anything stupid." she lowered her voice and stepped closer, "Like charming visiting plastic surgeons."

"Dully noted."

Bailey nodded and watched Addison leave.

She then turned her attention to Derek.

"What about you?" she questioned as she approached.

"What? No champ?"

"Excuse me."

"Champ, Slugger... nothing?" Derek shook his head and shrugged, his McDreamyness was not up to par right now, and trying was becoming an unnecessary hassle.

"What are you doing to pass the time tonight." Bailey continued.

Derek shrugged again, "Joe's."

"Drinking?"

"Until I'm cut off."

"No interns," she warned sharply.

"Miranda!"

"I mean it. No interns, no anything that is going to cause gossip."

"But..."

"You go. You drink. You go home. Alone. No one night stands. No interns. Understand?"

Derek nodded weakly.

'Have fun, Tigert."

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"So."

Addison smiled sadly as Derek sat down next to her.

"Drowning your sorrows?" he asked her, motioning to Joe for a drink, not his first.

"For lack of a better phrase."

They sat in silence.

"How much longer?" Addison asked finally.

Derek glanced at his watch, "4 more hours."

Addison sighed, "It is going to be so strange not to be married to you."

Derek laughed and reached over to hold her hand. To his surprise she didn't pull away, she just laced her fingers through his.

"So you don't hate me today?" he teased, holding her hand in both of his.

Addison took another drink and grinned, "Not tonight."

"Good," Derek grinned at her and studied her face intently for a moment.

"What?" She asked suspiciously,noting that they were both slightly tipsy.

"I was just thinking that in 4 hours I won't be entitled to kiss you anymore."

"Don't go all McDreamy on me now Derek," she said teasingly, but slightly breathlessly.

Derek grinned, leaning in to kiss her gently and slowly.

As he pulled away her eyes flickered open and she tilted her head to the side, smiling.

"What?" he whispered, his face still close to hers.

"Only four more hours and that's all you got?"

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George and Callie sat quietly at the back of the bar.

"Do you think there is a reason that Shepherd and Montgomery-Shepherd are making out at the bar?"

Callie tossed back a few beer nuts, "She has really poor judgment," she said dryly.

"Seriously..."

"Seriously." she stated firmly.

George continued to watch them with morbid fascination, "Do you think that there is a reason why they are leaving together?"

Callie glanced at him a small smile on her lips.

"A good one?" he clarified.

"No."

George sighed, "I didn't think so."

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"Owww," Addison groaned against Derek's mouth as her shoulder blade slammed against the sharp corner of the trailers door frame.

"Sorry," Derek murmured refusing to break the kiss.

Derek pulled the door closed behind them and immediately pushed Addison gently up against it. Her hands desperately fumbled with his belt as his hands tangled in her hair kept her mouth from straying to fair from his.

Addison smirked as Derek impatiently fought with his shoes. She pulled her shirt over her head and tossed it over his shoulder.

"Having trouble?" Addison began to tease, but it turned into a gasp as his hands began to roam her skin, quickly followed by his lips.

"Not at all," Derek replied as he nipped along the edge of her collar bone, forcing her jeans off her hips.

Addison couldn't help but moan out loud as Derek brushed his hands over her thighs, "This is such a bad idea."

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Meredith had only been sitting at the bar 20 minutes when someone sat down beside her.

"I thought I would find you here."

Meredith shrugged and didn't look up, "I thought I might run into you too."

"Aren't we a pair." Mark sighed, excepting the drink Joe poured him.

Meredith took another drink, "I am just hanging out at my friendly neighborhood bar after a long day."

Mark nodded, "So the empty shot glasses..."

"Long day,"

Mark nodded again, "So it has nothing to do with your ex-boyfriend and my... Addison... becoming another statistic of a failed marriage."

"I just got out of a relationship."

"Right, the vet. That was great timing."

"He needed to be near his family...you know I don't need to defend myself to you."

"No you don't," Mark agreed, "'Cause you and me, we are in the same position."

Meredith glared at him halfheartedly.

"Because tomorrow, all bets are off." he paused, "I know it, you know it, they know it."

Meredith shrugged smugly, "I'm not interested. Besides I promised Addison I wouldn't."

Mark shook his head, "Addison wouldn't make you promise that." Meredith began to protest, but Mark stopped her with a knowing smile, "She asked you to wait until they were divorced. Your trying to extend the deal."

"No..."

Mark smiled and took a drink, "Yes."

"I am not. Finn..."

"Is gone. And your single."

"But..."

Mark leaned close, "You must be curious."

Meredith sighed and contemplated this for a long time, "We've never been single at the same time."

"Neither have Addison and I."

"So tomorrow everything changes."

Mark nodded, "All bets are off."

Meredith shook her head and sighed, "I need more tequila. Allot more tequila."

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George watched Meredith sitting at the bar with Mark, "If she leaves with him, I am quitting my job," he declared.

Callie glanced at him strangely, "Are you kidding me?" She recapped the evening, "The soon to be divorced Shepherd played tonsil-hockey for 20 minutes at the bar, before practically sprinting to his car. Their ex's are now getting sloshed together, and neither of them is really known to be... prudish. If those two leave together, I am praying for a pregnant woman with a broken something, a serious head injury and who wants breast implants just so I can see how this turns out."

George stared at her.

"Seriously, I'm making popcorn."

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Derek was just drifting off to sleep when he felt Addison shifting beside him.

He dragged open his eyes and saw her sitting at the edge of the bed sorting thru tangled heaps of clothing looking for something that belonged to her.

"Where are you going?"

She glanced over her shoulder, "Home."

"Why?"

She glanced at the clock and he followed her gaze, 12:03.

"We aren't married anymore."

"No," Addison said quietly.

Derek leaned back and sighed, "Just stay 'til morning."

Addison shook her head, "I have to go."

"Oh come on," Derek grinned at her and slowly moved behind her to wrap his arms around her waist, "Think of it as our first one night stands of our new single lives."

Addison laughed, "Are we feeling manipulative?" she questioned as he kissed her shoulder, "Besides I really do have to go home. I have responsibilities, mainly a McDreamy that is probably rather hungry."

"No," Derek murmured against her skin, kissing what promised to turn into a rather large bruise on her shoulder blade, "Besides, you have no car."

"It's a 5 minute walk Derek," Addison replied, standing up and heading towards the kitchen, "And Mark has been staying in my guest room, he can drive me in the morning."

Derek got out of bed and followed her, "Mark?"

Addison smiled bitterly, "Don't go there Derek," she warned as she continued to search for her things, "And by the way, this trailer is a mess."

"Addy," he whispered in her ear, wrapping one arm around her waist and pressing her cell phone in to her hand with the other, "Call him and tell him you are staying at the hospital," he tilted her head back and kissed her, "Then stay here with me."

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Meeting someone at the bar… where loose ends still have uses.

It's complicated… this time, I think it could be.

Triangulated, it could be just what we need...

So what you say: we give it up and walk away?

We're overrated, anyway.

We're kissing without kissing… got it down to a fine art.

Love's supposed to keep you young and frisky;

we grew up and wide apart.

Not now, not ever, no… it's never a good time.

How will the good times ever roll along?

Comparing photos that are no longer there.

Just wondering…wondering…where it all went wrong.

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So I am not sure if you noticed this, but Derek and Addison just had sex. Seriously.. Sex. As in I almost called this chapter "Gettin' Jiggy Wit It." but that would have cheapened the hot-spotanious-illconsidered-sex.

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