Do you know how many of you have told me you hate me in the last few days? Allot. You are lucky I am impossible to offend.
My favorite review though, was the one suggesting getting a leash for Derek. That was good.
This is seriously it.
LAST CHAPTER!
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Derek secured the last cabinet, insuring the door wouldn't fly open when he traveled. He gave one last look around, insuring that nothing would get broken in transit, then opened the door to the trailer.
He froze in surprise.
"Everything is gone," Addison said softly. Her arms were crossed protectively over her chest. She was shivering.
Derek stared at her, hurt still evident on his face, "Come inside. It's raining," Derek disappeared into the trailer, and after a moment Addison followed.
She looked around. Lawn chairs were stacked on the benches by the kitchen table, the barbecue was covered and tied against the wall by the couch, the picnic table leaning against that, also tied down.
"Your leaving," she stated.
Derek leaned against the counter and didn't reply.
"You weren't even going to say good bye."
"There is nothing to say."
"Derek," she took a step towards him.
He refused to look at her.
"Derek, I'm sorry," she said softly.
He didn't move.
"Derek. I'm sorry," she said again, desperation beginning to enter her voice.
He stared at the floor.
"Derek," she moved to stand directly in front of him, "I don't want you to leave. Derek..." she tried to catch his eye but failed, "Derek," her eyes filled with tears and she started to break down, "You can't go. You can't leave me. Derek, I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I don't know why I said that. I don't know. I don't."
He continued to ignore her, and she got more and more desperate, tears continuing to fall down her face.
She grabbed hold of his shirt, "I lied. I want to have a baby. I want have your baby. Our baby. I want our baby, Derek. I don't know why I said I didn't, because I do. I want to have our baby. I do want to be pregnant, I do. I do. I do." she was now fighting to talk through the tears, and tugging on his shirt with every word.
Derek squeezed his eyes tightly shut and gripped the counter.
"Don't go," she pleaded, "You promised you wouldn't leave me again. You promised. Please come home. Please come home. Please. I'm sorry," she let go of his shirt, and her hands started to flutter around not sure what to do, "I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry," her hands found his face, and impulsively she kissed him, "I'm sorry," she kissed him again, "I'm sorry," and again, "I'm sorry," and again, "I'm sorry," again she kissed him.
Not once did Derek move or react.
Her kisses and her apologies got more and more frantic, "I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry," she repeated, each apology punctuated by a kiss.
"Addison," he said lowly, "Stop apologizing."
She paused, then went to kiss him again.
He turned his face away.
She tried again, and again he moved away. She sank back onto her heels. He wouldn't kiss her. He had never not kissed her. If she went to kiss him he always always kissed her back. Unless...
He was teasing her.
Bastard. She didn't know what to do. She took a moment to calm herself, then lightly placed her hands on his sides and went back up on her toes so her mouth was level with his ear, "You can't fool me."
She sensed him smiling, so she lightly kissed his jaw a few times.
His arms went around her and he held on to her tightly pressing his forehead against her shoulder, "I never could."
She let herself be held for a few minutes, just basking in relief, then pulled away a bit, "This morning," she paused, still kind of tearful "I didn't mean any of it. Any of it. I was scared. This isn't how I pictured things happening. Who does this? Who has children with their ex?" she looked at him, "I know everything about babies, but nothing about this."
"No," he kissed her forehead, his eyes also slightly watery, "You were right about everything."
"I was?" she asked softly, still trying to hold back tears.
"You were," he stated, "But you forgot the most important part." he smiled at her, "Even if our lives are insane and we have stressful jobs and we generally drive each other crazy, Add, our baby would be so loved."
Addison smiled.
"And have parents that are crazy about each other," he looked at her, brushing the last of the tears of her cheeks, "Right?"
"Right," she paused and held his gaze, "You won't leave?"
He smiled and smoothed his hands over her hair, "I never was. I promised you I'd never leave you again, and I won't. I was packing it up to bring it home."
"Home?"
"Yes home, our home," he teased, "Unless you don't want me there."
Addison gave the front of his shirt a sharp tug, "I do need someone around to do yard work."
"And that's why I love you. Hysterics one minute ..."
"Derek," she cut him off, "I really am so sorry. I'm sorry, I'm..."
"Stop saying you're sorry," he teased.
"Stop saying you love me," she countered with a smile.
"But I do."
"Well I am."
They smiled at each other.
Derek sighed happily and slipped his hands under her wet sweater. Her skin was cold and damp to the touch, "Your going to get sick," he teased, "Standing around in wet clothes."
She leaned in to kiss him. This time he let her.
"Well then, you better get me out of them."
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They couldn't have gotten closer together if they tried.
His arms wrapped tightly around her, one at her waist one snaking up her back and resting by her neck, holding her close against his chest. His face was buried against her shoulder and he lightly pressed a line of kisses across her shoulder and up her neck. Her fingers tangled in his hair, gently massaging the back of his head while her other arm circled his back, often tightening to bring them closer together.
He nuzzled her neck gently as she tightened her leg around his waist, while the other tangled further with his. If she did that much more he wasn't going to be able to move.
Not that he minded. Neither of them minded. The experience was bordering on torturous, but in a really good way.
She exhaled jaggedly and with a small whimper, tightening her arms around him.
Derek pressed his face hard against her neck, then loosened his grip on her. He took some of his weight off her, putting more on his arms. He watched her, looking for any sign that he had hurt her.
Her face was turned slightly away from him, her eyes closed and she was biting down slightly on her lower lip. He couldn't take his eyes off of her. She looked so completely content and peaceful. In fact, if her breathing wasn't so shallow, uneven and breathy, you would almost think she was asleep instead of concentrating intently on making love with her ex-husband.
He leaned down and lightly kissed her cheek, "You okay?"
She slowly turned her face towards him and dragged open her eyes, she was beyond comprehending words for the moment.
They watched each other.
"What?" she finally questioned softly. She smiled at him and brought one arm up to rest behind her head and casually brushed the other through his hair. She wiggled her hips impatiently.
She was fine.
He smiled at her "Addy," he whispered, "I lo-..."
"Shhhh," she silenced him, leaning up to kiss him. "I know."
"But, I..."
"I know," she repeated smiling faintly, "But stop saying it all the time. I'll stop believing that you mean it."
"And I don't want that," Derek teased gently. He leaned down and kissed the tip of her nose, then rested his forehead against hers, rubbing his nose gently against hers a few times, before softly kissing her lips, "But I do. To pieces."
"Me too," Addison said quietly,"To pieces."
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When you're on your own
When you're at a fork in the road
You don't know which way to go
There's too many suns in our rows
You haven't laughed in a while
When you can't even fake a smile
When you feel ashamed
The uniform don't make you brave
All I can do is love you to pieces
Give you a shoulder to cry when you need it
When the day is long and the night is coming down on you
All I can do
All I can do
All I can do
When you forget your name
and the pleasure can't disguise your pain
and you don't feel the same
I won't forget the love you made
All I can do is love you to pieces
Give you a shoulder to cry when you need it
When the day is long and the night is coming down on you
All I can do
All I can do
All I can do
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That is actually it this time. I'm serious. I'm hitting the 'Complete' button.
I think that I got everything you asked for. Happy, cuddling, kissing, squeeing Addek. Seriously, they are a tangled heap of lovin', there is a sign on the door that says 'If the trailers a rockin' don't come a knockin',' and that is how is should be.
If you still have questions (I can think of at least one you might have, like, will Meredith ever find happiness and love?), it might be worth putting me on author alert. Just saying it might be something that you want to consider.
On the other hand, if you just said to yourself 'I just wasted my life reading 45 chapters, that is time I will never get back. I am that much closer to death and I have nothing to show for it.' Then maybe you don't add me.
It's up to you.