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When last we met, Derek and Addison decided that they needed to stop talking about sex. Not stop having sex, just stop talking about it.

And allot of you commented on Andrew. Personally, I like him. He is a stellar guy. And Addison likes him. But she is kinda pulling a Derek whereas she doesn't necessarily think that she is so much cheating on him, more like... she is getting her kicks elsewhere. Plus she isn't really cheating on his because they have not defined their relationship one way or another. Derek and Addison have; they are having sex and not talking about it.

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"How badly do you want to do me a favor?"

Addison rolled over and buried her face, phone and all, in the pillow, "Not at all, I hate you."

Addison hit the end button.

The phone immediately rang again.

"Is that a yes?"

"No."

She hit end again.

Again it rang.

"Just come over."

"Derek it's my day off." Addison whined.

"I need your help."

Addison rolled her eyes and hung up.

He called again.

"Are you going to keep calling 'til I agree?"

"Yes."

Addison groaned and hung up.

The phone rang.

"What?"

"Are you coming over?"

"It appears that way."

"Good."

"You owe me."

"I know, put it on my tab."

"I really do hate you."

"That's fine, just get over here. And bring a change of clothes."

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"What?" Addison demanded as she came up the slope towards the trailer.

Derek held out his car keys, "I need you to go to the store."

Addison snatched the keys out of his hand, "Why?"

"Tomato juice."

Addison glared, "I hate you," she stated heading for the jeep, "Hate you. Hate. Hate. hate."

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"Derek?" Meredith got out of her car and headed towards the trailer. It was empty, "Derek? It's 6 am. I need coffee. And yummy breakfast pastries." She moved towards the shed which was standing wide open, "You better not have forgotten we are having breakfast."

Derek came around the side of the trailer just in time to see Meredith disappear into the shed, "MEREDITH! Don't..."

"AAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

Derek sighed, "There's a skunk."

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Addison crossed the grass carrying heavy can of juice, "They didn't have tomato, so I got V8. I figured it would work better then Clamato."

"Thanks."

Addison wrinkled her nose, "She sprayed?"

"She sprayed Meredith."

:"Oh," Addison chuckled.

Derek smiled, "Be nice."

Addison held up her hands.

"Thank you." Derek replied, "Now, would you mind lending her the change of clothes that you brought over?"

Addison rolled her eyes, "Where is she?"

"Shower. Just throw them on the bed or something." Derek said, turning his attention back to the shed.

Addison walked through the trailer and threw the change of clothes on the bed. Meredith didn't noticed her presence, so Addison said nothing.

Returning to the kitchen Addison paused and poured herself a cup of coffee. Rummaging around for a moment produce milk and cereal that was only slightly stale, "God Derek," Addison rolled her eye's, exiting the trailer breakfast in hand.

"So what's the damage?" she questioned sitting down beside him at the picnic table.

"Mostly books. I was going to toss them anyway."

Addison leaned over to read a title, "I Love You: Let's Work It Out. Your mom?" she asked picking it up.

"No. Yours."

Addison raised an eyebrow and flipped open the front cover, "Derek, Stop hiding behind your pride and get back to New York. Mom." She paused, "I got this one too, from your mom. It said, He can't forgive you if he can't see you."

"My favorite was from Sav, Making Marriage Work: For Dummies. 3 days after I left. I am not even sure how she found me. But it had a card with it that said Say the word and I'll rat him out to Mom."

Addison laughed and stole back the cereal that Derek had taken from her, "And she did. Kathleen barged into his office and hit him in the head with her purse."

Derek almost choked on the coffee.

"Don't laugh. She had a hard cover bible in there. Gave him a nasty gash."

Derek laughed until tears came to his eyes, "What were you even doing in his office?" To his knowledge Addison had only ever been in that building once or twice.

Addison shrugged, pushing the cereal back to him and taking back the coffee,"I needed some stitches out."

"Hey," Meredith said tentatively, unable to take her eyes off Addison who looked right at home.

Derek continued to stare at Addison, while Addison looked up and smiled.

"Thanks," Meredith looked to Addison, "I'm assuming..." she tugged on the hem for the shirt she was wearing

"No problem."

Meredith turned back to Derek, "Did you know that the handle on the inside of your shower is broken off?"

Addison coughed and Derek shook his head in order to clear it.

"I should go," Addison said quickly, standing, "Thanks for breakfast."

Meredith stared at the cereal and coffee now sitting in front of Derek. She cleared her throat and moved a book in order to sit down, "12 Hours To a Great Marriage: A Step by Step Guide."

"It doesn't work," Addison and Derek said in unison.

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Derek eased the door closed behind him and quickly stripped down to his boxers. He was stiff and sore, de-skunking a shed was hard work. Derek lay back against the pillows and sighed.

"What are you doing here?" Addison murmured, still half asleep.

"My trailer smells like skunk," he explained sleepily, "And my cereal is stale."

Addison yawned, mere seconds from sleep, and rolled over so her arm rested across his stomach, "I ha ve cereal."

But Derek was already asleep.

Seconds later, so was Addison.

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I'm addicted to you

Don't you know that you're toxic

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This is the last fluffy chapter for awhile. This is your warning: Things are about to go to hell. Seriously. There are hand baskets involved. The next 4-ish chapters will make or break this fic methinks.

Well it was a good run.

So I got 34 reviews for the last chapter. APPARENTLY I have to guilt you guys by posting on my birthday. Luckily I am not above guilting.

Today's predicament. So it's my boyfriends birthday. I forgot to get him a present. I didn't forget his birthday, mostly because my birthday, our anniversary and his birthday are right in a row so I can't forget it without forgetting all three, but I didn't get a gift. So I am left giving him the same thing I gave him for our anniversary, and all I really want to do is sleep.

I also have to read like 40 pages of Virginia Woolf before I go to bed, which is the real tragedy in all this.

And I burnt my finger. Ow.

I want 35 reviews this time. Your are more then capable, and if you get to 35 I'll update before the premiere on Thursday.