To recap, Derek and Addison had sex.

And it's Brandy's birthday kinda, and this is her present. (note to Brandy: keep your receipt)

And I love Stephy.

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Sleep was a luxury not afforded in Derek Shepherds trailer that night. Not that they didn't try. They were surgeons, they needed to be well rested. However, the realization that their marriage was actually over was making for an uneasy sleep.

So when Addison woke up alone at 1:32 am, she was uneasy but understanding. She crawled out of bed, pulled on a t-shirt and shorts from Derek's drawer and padded through the trailer.

Derek sat on the top step leading out of the trailer, looking out over the water.

"Hey," Addison whispered, sitting behind him, her legs on either side of his body. She leaned her chest against his back and wrapped her arms under his and around his chest.

"Your awake," he commented as he slipped his arms under her thighs and unconsciously started rubbing her calves.

Addison leaned her chin on his shoulder, "So are you."

Derek turned his head slightly, "Your lights are on."

Addison followed his gaze, "Yes, they are."

Derek sighed, "We should get some sleep."

"Yes we should," Addison agreed.

Neither of them moved for another 20 minutes.

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Derek awoke suddenly just after 3. He hadn't even realized that he had fallen asleep. His first coherent thought was that Addison had left, gone home after all.

"Addy?" he called out, a slight edge to his voice.

Addison reentered the bedroom and leaned against the doorway, "I'm still here," she teased.

Derek leaned back against the pillows, "I knew that."

"Uh huh."

"What do you have there?"

"Ice cream," she grinned, crawling across the bed on her knees and settling beside him, her side against the pillows

"What kind?" he asked pulling her legs over his lap. wrapping one arm around her waist.

"Moooocha," she replied, dragging out the syllables as she wrapped the arm with the spoon around his neck.

"Mmmmm."

Addison took a big bite, her every arm movement pulling Derek closer to her, "Want some?"

"Uh huh," he nodded.

"Uh huh," she mocked, feeding him a spoonful.

She loved mocha ice cream.

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Just after 5 they both woke up at he same time. Derek opened his eyes first. They were on their sides facing each other, but barely touching. Her knees were slightly bent and one just barely touched his leg. One of her hands was tucked under her chin. Derek was using one arm as a pillow, the other rested on his stomach mere inches from where her other hand was lightly tangled in the materiel of his t-shirt.

She dragged open her eyes and stared at him sleepily for a few minutes, before bringing her hand up his chin and guiding his lips to hers.

He kissed her sweetly for a moment before pulling away and running his hand over the side of her face and through her hair, "Go back to sleep Add-love."

She obediently closed her eyes and snuggled against his chest.

Within moments they were fast asleep.

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"It's not my fault we over slept." Derek exclaimed, leaning heavily on the counter.

"Not..." Addison groaned and continued rummaging through the tangled sheets and clothes on the floor and bed, "Well it wasn't my idea to spend the night."

Derek checked the coffee maker again and sighed, "Sorry," he replied halfheartedly.

"I'll bet," Addison rolled her eyes, "I have no time to shower, no time to go home and nothing to wear to work."

"I'm making coffee."

"Well that's something I guess." Addison sighed as she pulled on the plain long sleeved shirt she had worn to the bar the night before.

Derek entered the back of the trailer and leaned against the door frame, "There are some of your pant suits in the closet," he offered, a small smile on his lips.

Addison raised an eyebrow, the relaxed look on her face contradicting her frantic movements around the trailer.

Derek shrugged and headed for the deck, "I picked up the dry cleaning."

The morning was quiet. It was still early, the air was cool and wet and the birds were just barely making noise.

Derek jumped as the trailer door slammed.

Addison stormed past him, her dry-cleaning flung over her arm. She has halfway to the river before Derek caught up with her.

"What the...? Where are you going?"

"Get the hell away from me Derek."

"Hey! What did I do?"

Addison glared, "That underwear, in with my dry-cleaning. NOT MINE!"

Derek stared at her, "So there was a mix up at the cleaners..."

"In with our formal clothes? Really? A mix up?"

"Yeah."

Addison shook her head.

"You don't think..."

Addison gazed at him cooly, "That's exactly what I think."

Derek closed his eyes. When he reopened them a moment later Addison was out of sight.

He decided not to follow her.

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"You look like hell."

"Thanks Miranda," Addison replied drily.

Bailey took in Addison's red slightly swollen eyes, "You must have one hell of a hang over."

"I am not hung over in the least," Addison said evenly.

"Then what the hell happened to you?"

Addison looked up just as Meredith came around the corner.

Addison paled and pressed a hand to her stomach, She brought her other hand up to her face and turned away, "I have to go," she explained quickly.

"Are you..."

"I'm fine." Addison replied hurriedly, disappearing into the stairwell.

Bailey turned to Meredith and stared her down.

"What?"

"Anyone seen Addison?" Mark Sloan sundered towards them, hands buried casually in his pockets.

"She.." Meredith began.

"No," Bailey cut her off, "We haven't seen her."

"Right," Meredith agreed, belatedly and laced with confusion, "Haven't seen her."

Bailey nodded and shot Meredith a warning lock before turning away.

"So she's..."

"In the stairwell."

"And she's..."

"Mad at me."

"Why?"

"Don't know."

"Hrmm," Mark leaned against the wall and watched Addison pace through the window of the door.

"Aren't you going in there?" Meredith asked.

"Nope."

"Why?"

Mark nodded up the hall, "That's why."

Derek walked purpose up the hall, glancing into exam rooms as he passed. He approached them and Mark waved him over,

Derek pointedly ignored him.

"She's in there," Mark explained pointing to the stairwell door.

"Why did you do that?" Meredith hissed as Derek disappeared into the stairwell.

"'Cause I have been watching them fight for 5 years. I know exactly how this is going to end."

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"Addison," Derek said quietly, "I'm sorry."

"Go away Derek."

"Addy..."

"Derek Go AWAY."

"I am trying to apologize Addison."

"I don't want your apologies Derek. I want you to Leave Me ALONE." She seethed.

"Addison!"

"No GET THE HELL AWAY FROM ME! " Addison raged, "FOR MONTHS you treated me like a common whore. FOR MONTHS you chased after another woman. FOR MONTHS you throw Mark in my face. You treated me like garbage and I LET YOU. But I get to be mad about this Derek. I get to tell you to rot in hell. You CHEATED on me." Tears began to pool her eyes and she hurriedly wiped them away.

"But you knew Addy." Derek said quietly taking a step towards her, "Why are you getting upset about this all over again?"

Addison leaned back against the railing and covered her face with her hands, "It was perfect Derek. Last night it was perfect and then," her voice broke, "And then I had the whole thing thrown in my face again It's all about you and Meredith Grey, AGAIN."

Derek grabbed her arm gently and pulled her towards him, instantly she pulled away and tried to pulled her arm out of his grasp. He persisted, wrapping his arms around her until she stopped violently fighting him and just cried.

He held her against him, holding her and rubbing her hair and back as she sobbed.

"I'm sorry Addy. I'm so sorry,"

"No," she murmured, he voice muffled against his chest, "No," she said again pushing him away.

"But..."

"No," she interrupted. "Youo don't get to do this. You don't get to hold me, you don't get to comfort me. You just don't."

"Addison..."

"No Derek. You can't fix this. You cheated on me. I cheated on you. we're done."

"No," Derek argued, "I forgave you"

"I haven't. I can't. I won't." She turned away defeated, "Go be with Meredith."

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When Mark entered the stairwell a few minutes later Addison was composed and staring ot the window.

"I didn't spend the night at the hospital," she confessed, not turning around.

"I know," he placed his hand lightly on her waist, fighting the urge to smile when she didn't pull away.

"He slept with her. Again."

"I know," Mark soothed, turning her around and wrapping his arms around her.

"How could i have been so stupid?"

"You not stupid," Mark whispered, "Your perfect."

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Forgive, sounds good.

Forget, I'm not sure I could.

They say time heals everything,

But I'm still waiting

I'm through, with doubt,

There's nothing left for me to figure out,

I've paid a price, and i'll keep paying

I'm not ready to make nice,

I'm not ready to back down,

I'm still mad as hell

And I don't have time

To go round and round and round

It's too late to make it right

I probably wouldn't if I could

Cause I'm mad as hell

Can't bring myself to do what it is

You think I should

I know you said

Why can't you just get over it,

It turned my whole world around

and i kind of like it

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Couple things surprised me about this chapter. A) Mark... kind of a bigger bastard then I thought. Few hours ago I was defending him... now, I think he is a manipulative ass, B) I am surprised at how ridiculously fluffy I can make something. Seriously, how many people threw up when reading the first 3 sections. I know kinda overkill on the cuteness, but really, I don't see anymore in the near future the way they are carrying on... So... actually... you know how like camels store water or fat or something in their hump so they don't like die when crossing the desert. The squee from the last chapter and the cute cuddles and what not from this chapter are your camel humps.

sings my humps, my humps, my humps my humps. stops singing

Meredith: crickets

Review, especially if you understood that last joke.