So I still haven't started my essay. Anyone surprised?
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Addison exited her patient's room and sighed. She needed a neuro consult, and she was really uncertain about whether or not that prospect made her happy.
"Get ahold of Dr. Shepherd," she instructed George, "Set up a consult for late this morning, before he takes off for lunch."
"Dr. Shepherd has the day off."
"Well O'Malley, so do I, and I'm still here," she made a final notation in her chart, "I saw him an hour ago, trust me, he's around."
Izzie exited the room, passing George as he left.
"Izzie, could you stick with the patient today? I want you familiar with the case so you can scrub in and handle follow-up for mom and the baby."
Izzie nodded, "Is that all?"
Addison ran a distracted hand through her hair, "I think so. Just go over her charts again. Familiarize yourself, she has a complicated history."
Izzie stared, her eyes wide "Oh. My. God." she stepped closer to Addison, "He proposed!" She covered her mouth with her hands, "Aww, I'm so happy. And that ring. It's so pretty. I can't believe he asked already. I can't believe you said yes. Oh this is so great. You're engaged!"
Addison shook her head, "He didn't propose, and I definitely wouldn't have said yes."
"He didn't propose?"
"No."
"But he said..."
Addison raised an eyebrow, "He said he was going to propose to me?"
"This morning, he said that he was going to convince you to marry him," Izzie noticed Addison's annoyance, "He was really excited. I don't think that I have ever seen him so happy. Kimber was getting rather annoyed that he was bounding all over the house. She called him a manic-fool-in-love. And he must be, that rock is huge."
Addison glanced down at her hand, "Derek has a habit of buying me overly expensive gifts when he thinks I need to be cheered up," she paused, "The sheer amount of gold, perfume and cashmere that I got for Christmas last year would be enough to convince anyone that I had the most devoted husband on the planet. This ring is Derek's version to a trip to the circus."
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The morning was going by ridiculously slow. In fact, the last few days had been going by ridiculously slow. It was enough to make Izzie believe that Kimber had somehow stumbled upon the ability to make time move at her will. It would explain why she never slept. But it didn't explain why the day was still dragging by when Kimber should be back in New York.
She bit into her apple and flipped to the front of the chart again. The phone rang and she glared at it disdainfully.
"Maternity."
"That's lucky, I didn't even have to have you paged."
Izzie grinned, "You miss me already? It's only been 6 hours."
"I missed you after 6 minutes," he teased, "And to make my morning worse, I ended up sitting next to Kimber on the flight back."
"Do I need to fly to New York and post bail? Because it's been less then 2 weeks since the last time you asked me to bail someone out. Enough is enough Mark."
Mark laughed, "Don't worry, everyone made it out unscathed. Actually, she talked about you the entire flight."
"Me?"
"She likes you."
"Oh," Izzie was unsure what to make of this, "I liked her too..."
Mark chuckled, "Very convincing Isobel," he paused, "I was wondering if you would mind me talking to some people here about you."
"What kind of people."
"Medical people. Specifically Denton Price. He replaced Addison when she left."
"Why would you talk to him about me?" Izzie's heart started pounding in her chest.
"Because I want him to offer you a job. And when he does, I am going to ask you to move in with me. In New York."
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"Are you still thinking about it?" Derek slipped into the elevator after Addison.
"How could I not, this ring weighs about a pound."
"Have you decided what you are going to say when I ask?"
"Yes."
Derek grinned and closed the space between them.
"I'll say no."
Derek groaned, "Why?"
"Because you don't want to marry me."
"Yes, I do."
"No, you think that you do. It's like everything else. You know that ipod I got you for your birthday last year? You played with it obsessively for 2 weeks and I never saw it again."
"It's in the night stand beside your bed under your trashy romance novels."
Addison glared.
"Addison, you are being completely irrational about this whole thing."
Addison glanced at him uncertainly for a moment, then directed her eye back to the door of the elevator.
Derek took a step away from her and leaned against the wall, "You know I'm right."
"It's not that simple."
"It is that simple."
Addison took a step back as the elevator doors opened and a young nursing student entered. Neither Addison nor Derek made a sound until the nervous student exited the elevator, 3 floors before the one he had selected.
Addison continued to stand in silence, no longer acknowledging Derek. Finally the doors opened onto her floor and she breathed a sigh of relief.
"Addison."
Derek saying her name halted her in her tracks, it sounded different.
He took a step towards the door and leaned against the frame, his body still mostly in the elevator, "Just so we are clear, you may be an adulterous bitch," he began.
Addison stared at him in stunned silence.
"But you are my adulterous bitch. And I might be a cheating bastard, but I am your cheating bastard. And I want more then anything to marry you... again"
Addison continued to stare as he took a step back and the doors closed.
"Great," she sighed, "Just great."
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"Wanna grab some lunch?"
Derek continued to flip distractedly through his chart, "One minute Meredith."
"You seem tired," Meredith tilted her head and stepped closer, "Are you sleeping ok?"
"I am sleeping great, just not enough," He closed his chart and turned to her, "Meredith..."
Beep! Beep! Beep!
Derek groaned, "We'll talk later."
Meredith Grey smiled as he jogged off, "You owe me a lunch."
She turned around and instantly locked eye's with Addison Shepherd. Addison crossed her arms and tilted her head slightly to the side.
Meredith raised her chin, and looked Addison straight in the eye. She wasn't backing down.
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"I brought you milk."
"Thanks," Addison said absently.
"Do you want to go out to dinner tonight, or get take out?"
Addison turned to Derek abruptly, "What do you want?"
Derek smiled gently, "To finalize plans for dinner."
Addison sighed, "Shouldn't you be eating with your girlfriend?"
Derek sighed.
"Last time I checked, you were still dating Meredith. You owe her lunch," she accused in a low voice.
"I've been trying to talk to her all day," he whispered back.
"I'm sure."
"I have. God Addison."
"I believe you."
"No, you don't."
"I said I believe you Derek."
"But you don't! What more do you want me to do? I have been trying to talk to her, I have spent the day telling you repeatedly that I want to be with you. What else do you want me to do?"
"Nothing, you've done enough."
"Well clearly I haven't since you still don't believe me."
Addison was silent.
"I can't just make her disappear because it's hard on you."
"I know."
They stood in seething silence.
"Do you want to move?" He questioned softly.
"What?"
"Do you want to move. Go somewhere else. Start over. Again."
"I thought you liked it here."
"I do, but if you aren't going to be happy..." he paused, "Any hospital in there right mind will want you. We can go where ever you want. And if we can't find somewhere that wants me too, well, you will just have to keep me in the lifestyle that I have grown accustomed too."
Addison smirked, "In a trailer in the woods?"
"No. With you."
Addison looked at him, a smile fighting it's way on to her face, "I don't want to move."
"Good," he leaned over and picked up a strand of her hair, "God, you're a frustrating woman."
She smiled, "I need a consult at 1."
"And I need to know if I am making reservations. And where. And if we are celebrating anything. And if that celebration includes wine or sparkling cider."
"God! Derek!" she exclaimed, "Stop."
"What?"
"If you mention marriage or children one more time, I'm going to kill you."
Derek stared at her, her mood was changing on a dime, "What did I do?"
"Stop talking about it. Can't we have one conversation today that doesn't revolve around the fact that we made a mistake and now your are trying to do the right thing."
"Our baby is not a mistake," he said fiercely, "Don't let me ever hear you say that again."
Addison sighed, "That's not what I meant. I know you Derek, you're all caught up in this. Once the excitement wears of you are going to regret saying all these things to me. You might love me right now, but, look how fast you fell in love with Meredith. I don't want to spend months a year from now fighting with lawyers about joint custody and who gets the dinning room table this time."
Beep! Beep! Beep!
Derek resisted the urge to grab her pager and fling it across the room.
She sighed and turned away.
"Add," he said quietly. "I may have fallen for her quickly, but, I fell out of love with her even quicker. And I never stopped loving you. I could never not love you."
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Nobody knows me like her
Nobody knows her like me
We're all we've got
And we don't want to be alone
No, there is no other one
No, there is no other one
I can't have any other one
Though I would
Now I never could with one
No, there is no other one
No, there is no other one
I won't have any other one
Though I would
Now I never could with one
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So, I thought I knew all along how I was going to end this fic. But now I am starting to second guess myself. I don't know what to do anymore. I've got three possible scenarios kicking around in my head. Le sigh.
And I honestly and truly don't know if she is pregnant. Trust me. My life would be easier if I did. But let me just say this: IT DOESN'T MATTER. The point of this whole story line is to force Derek and Addison to deal with their relationship. Derek has to make a choice between Addison and Meredith, Addison has to decide if she is going to let herself love him again... or still...whichever. But the point of the 'pregnancy scare' is that they are being forced once and for all to decide if they want to commit to each other, and in order for them to come to this decision and let it be just about them wanting to be together, they can't know if she is pregnant. 'Cause if they knew, then one might be tempted to think that 'oh, they are only together for the baby' or 'Well. She isn't pregnant, they could just continue on as they were before."
JOKE:
A teacher was wrapping up class, and started talking about tomorrow's final exam. He said there would be no excuses for not showing up tomorrow, barring a dire medical condition or an immediate family member's death. One smart ass, male student said, "What about extreme sexual exhaustion?", and the whole classroom burst into laughter. After the laughter had subsided, the teacher glared at the student, and said, "Not an excuse, you can use your other hand to write."
3 inches Stephy, 3 inches. Hee
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