Since I'm speechless with TV Derek, I decided to bring back the fic Derek we all know and love and who isn't the world's biggest ass for ripping Addison, and Meredith, to shreds. So here's the update. Enjoy, review, and get your minds going because if we need to fill two plus months of no Grey's, we are going to need a lot of HAPPY ADDEK people! P.S. All of you awesome Addek writers please do not give up hope. The whole point of our writings is to fix what Shonda and crew do wrong in our opinions. That doesn't need to change! You are all too talented to be shunned by some Mer/Ders. And plus, Shonda admits to loving Kate Walsh and keeping Addison around so have the fuel you further!

Derek had prepared for this night for a while. He bought all the "supplies" and kept them in his office refrigerator. He had Bailey confirm she was spending the night in. He had Stevens make sure all her patients were covered to the fullest extent possible and that, barring any bizarre emergencies, Addison wouldn't get called in. This was step 1, a crucial step that had to go to according to plan. He had a lot of ground to make up, both on the friend level and otherwise. It was his turn to fight for her the way she spent months trying to do for him. All exterior distractions were gone: Mark, Meredith, and even Andrew. It was down to just them, Addison and Derek. It shouldn't be hard for them to have a "date", as he liked to call it. They went on hundreds. But that feeling in the pit of his stomach as he turned off the car and gathered his bags took him back to their first date.

After much persuasion, and slight begging, Addison had agreed to step outside her "no dating co-workers" rule and allow Derek to buy her dinner. As he walked the city streets to pick her up, his stomach did somersaults. In all of his begging, he never thought she'd say yes. But she did. She gave him a shot, and he wasn't going to blow it. Now, on her door step fifteen years later, he had earned another shot. No man should get to be as lucky as him to have a woman like Addison give him a second chance. She hadn't given it to him yet, and if she didn't, he wouldn't be shocked. He had broken her, numerous times. However, after the whirlwind year they had shared, he knew that the only woman for him was her. He had never been surer in his whole life. If she would trust him again, he would make it his promise so never hurt her again. Here goes nothing.

"Hold on." Addison shouted from a back room. Her voice was faint, but she was there. He could hear her footsteps as she got closer. With each one, his stomach dropped a little more. He felt like he was twenty-five again, back in the city, waiting for her to come that first time. He remembered the night vividly. She was wearing jeans and a green sweater that off set her hair beautifully. It was down and straight. Her make-up was subtle and she wore only her mother's necklace around her neck. She took Derek's breath away then, and coming to the door tonight, with a t-shirt and old scrub bottoms, her hair down straight once again to her shoulders, no make-up, no jewelry, she did it to him all over again.

"Hey." Derek couldn't manage any other words

"Hi." She replied, clearly shocked he was at her door. "What are you doing here?" Her voice was slightly cold, making Derek cringe.

"I came to see you. See how you were doing."

"How do you think?"

"Not well. And that's why I'm here. You shouldn't be alone. I left you alone too many times in New York when you needed me to be there for you, and I plan to begin rectifying for that tonight."

"Derek…."

"Stop right there. I know your going to say 'you're fine', because you don't want to let your emotions out. Or you'll say that 'I'm a jerk' and you'd be right because I was. While all of that may be true, I'm in a resilient mood and you're emotionally damaged so I think I'd win a stand-off." At this, he finally got her beautiful smile to come out.

"What's in the bags?"

"I wasn't sure how bad the situation was so I came fully prepared. Can I come in?" Derek popped the question, unsure if his charming was adequate for entry. Addison took a deep breath in, and stepped back from the door. Derek silently thanked god, and entered.

"So what do you got for me?"

"Well…first off I have a huge thing of Ben and Jerry's because I know it's your favorite. If that doesn't fit your mood I have an equally large bottle of tequila. And, to top it off, I brought your favorite romantic comedy and romantic dramatic movies." Addison laughed to herself at how over the top Derek had gone. It was endearing, and it made her almost tear a little bit, for it showed how much he could care about her.

"Why such a variety?"

"I didn't quite know how serious you were with him and how mad you were at me, so I wanted to cover the spectrum."

"How resourceful of you."

"I try. You eat dinner yet?"

"Good, I also have your favorite pizza arriving in about five minutes."

"How were you so sure I'd even let you in?"

"I wasn't at all. But I figured if you didn't, I would have a snack for the ride home." Derek flashed his classic McDreamy smile at her as she moved to smack him in the arm and answer the door. "I guess they are early."

"It looks that way." As she moved past him, she reached into his butt pocket on his jeans and pulled out his wallet.

"Hey! Watch those hands." Addison rolled her eyes and went to pay the pizza man. She shut the door and tossed him back his wallet.

"Pizza smells great. The kid was very happy."

"Why?"

"You just gave him a very generous tip."

"How generous?"

"You're a brain surgeon. I think you can manage." Grabbing plates and cups, Addison began to set up the table in her television room for eating. Derek brought over the pizza and drinks and sat down next to her. The opening credits began to roll as they both dug in. Feeling as though he should say something about the lingering tension between them, Derek took a deep breath and swallowed hard. There was a lot that needed to be discussed between them. A lot had been said out of anger, but that didn't make it invalid. Addison could sense Derek tightening up out of nervousness, and intervened before he could.

"I know what you're going to say." Addison blurted out.

"How?" Derek turned to her, unsure of how to react. Addison simply looked back and rolled her eyes slightly. She always knew how he was feeling when there relationship was going well.

"I know we have a lot to talk about. I said some things that to you that I never thought I would. Not because they weren't true, but because…"

"You didn't know how I'd react." Derek finished her sentence.

"Yes. Me being as mad at you as I was just opened the gates. Derek, separating from you was the hardest thing I ever had to do. As much as I wanted to ignore the truth and pretend like everything was okay and we were going to work it out, all the pretending wore me down. I was terrified of losing you, and thought if we continued on this path, your infatuation with Meredith would overpower any love you had for me. More than anything, I just wanted you back. To do that, I had to let you go."

"I'm sorry for hurting you Addison. I know I've said this before but it was never my intention to hurt you. At first, after Mark, I wanted revenge in some way. But Meredith, back then, wasn't revenge. I fell for her, well, the idea of her as you put it. There was just so much unfinished business when you arrived. I was so shell-shocked when I came out here after New York that I could barely live. When I and she started, it was like a whirlwind. In my mind, never knowing where our relationship would have gone was too much for me. The thing is, me and her were never meant to be the way you and I are meant to be." Addison took his hand lovingly and moved her fingers up and down his.

"How very hallmark of you?"

"Way to kill the mood. I'm trying to be all sensitive and honest and actually talk to you and you have to go and do that." He pulled his hand back from hers to show he was upset.

"I'm sorry. I've had a painfully emotional day and I would very much like to relax and enjoy a movie with my friend, as long as he approves."

"He does. Come here." Slinking his arm over her shoulder, he pulled her towards him. Her head rested on his shoulder as the movie began. He could smell her recently washed hair. It smelled the same as always, and brought him back to countless nights they spent in bed together reading, watching TV, or just relaxing in the same position. He could feel they were back to that spot of at least friendship. But when she said movie with 'my friend', it stung his pride. He knew now, more than ever, that he couldn't just be her friend. Tonight was only step one. If he expected to woo her back, he still had a ways to go.

The Next Morning

Seattle Grace

Derek and Addison departed ways late last night after a couple of movies, lots of food, and surprisingly little tequila. They talked a lot, and not just about their issues, but how much had changed in their lives. Derek went home beat tired, but happy with how phase one had gone. When he saw her approach him from the corner of his eye, he knew she felt the same.

"Good morning." Derek began.

"Good Morning. You have time for coffee?"

"Uh, sure. Everything alright?"

"Yeah. Come on." Derek shut his chart and followed Addison to the elevator. They reached the cafeteria and got their coffee. As Derek went towards the tables, he was surprised to see Addison not following him.

"Did you plan on drinking this standing up?"

"No. But I want to take you somewhere."

"Alright." Pushing the chair back in, he caught up with Addison. They re-entered the elevator and she pushed the button for the roof. "The roof? That's where we are going?"

"Problem?"

"No, it's just you hate heights."

"I know that." Addison stepped off bravely and walked to the west side of the roof. It had the clearest view of the city and the water.

"So then why here?"

"When I first moved out here, I didn't plan on staying. I was called for a case, and as you know, was convinced you would never speak to me again. So I figured one case, and done. Things didn't go as expected, and as I spent more and more time here, I missed New York like I would miss my arm. You may have not signed the papers but we certainly weren't together again. I didn't know anyone really, and without you to fall back on, I became home sick. One day, after a particularly long and tiring surgery, I just needed to get away. I ran to the elevator and hit the first button I could reach. It brought me here. I was so dazed I just walked out. I took in as much air as possible. When I finally calmed down, I looked around. It was night time, and I swore if I closed my eyes and thought Manhattan thoughts, I would be back there. At times, I would have sworn I was. So, I made it a habit to return. I always could clear my head up here and not feel as alone as I did amongst the crowded hospital. I know it's bizarre…"

"It's not." Derek was quick to stop her before she could say anything else.

"I hadn't been up here for a while. Only when our friendship was back on the rocks did I return. I had always meant to bring you up here; I just never found the time. Today seemed like a good enough day so, here we are."

"It's not bad. I never thought to come up here before. The view is amazing."

"I know." Sipping her coffee, Addison looked up at Derek, whose eyes were fixated on the incoming ferry boat. "Derek, last night was….well let's just say I really needed that."

"No thanks necessary. I just hope you can forgive me for being such an ass of late."

"I'm used to it, but apology accepted."

"Thanks. And granted, I don't know how serious you and Andrew got, but when I saw you guys part ways yesterday, I knew you'd need a pick me up. It was really a two for one deal."

"Two for one?"

"I got to apologize for once again jeopardizing our friendship, and take the first step in being the killer friend we both know I am."

"Two for one." Addison said.

"Two for one." Derek repeated his original words, and smiled back at her.

Seattle Grace

11:30 a.m.

Derek sat in the gallery of OR 2, watching Addison operate. He always loved watching her work. She moved with such grace and confidence that it always made him proud to be her husband, especially when others were there commenting on her skill. While he repaired people's brains on a daily basis, he always thought it to be a miracle that Addison helped to bring new lives in to the world. Today's surgery was no different. She as performing a c-section, and when those babies' first tears rang through the OR, Derek could see Addison's face light up, as it always did. As she did a last check on mother and daughter, Addison moved towards the exit, glancing up at the gallery for the first time. Seeing Derek both surprised her, and made her happy. It had been a long time since he watched any of her surgeries. She motioned for him to meet her in the on-call room, but he was already halfway there. It was time for phase two.

"Nice work Dr. Montgomery."

"Thank you Dr. Shepherd. So what brings you, a hot shot neurosurgeon, in to watch a boring old c-section?"

"It's not boring. It's amazing. You do very nice work."

"Thanks, I'd like to think so. And the babies don't complain so I'm all good." Addison smiled at him before turning her attention to the sink to wash up. "So what really brings you down here?"

"I wanted to see what you were doing tonight."

"Tonight? What's tonight?"

"Are you free?"

"Yes."

"Well then tonight is a barbeque at the trailer."

"A barbeque? At the trailer? Okay, Derek, don't take this the wrong way, but were you not married to me for eleven years? I shrieked when you brought a trout into the trailer. Why can't we have dinner at a restaurant like normal people?"

"I figured you react this way. So I am ready to persuade you. Hungry?"

"I could eat."

"Excellent." Derek held the door for Addison as they walked towards the cafeteria.

"So, persuasion. Let's hear what you got for me?"

"It's really quite simple. For one, you know you miss the trailer. You may complain about it and think it cramps your style and severely limits your wardrobe, but you know you have missed it." Addison didn't confirm or deny his words.

"Go on."

"Number two. We used to always picnic in Central Park. You loved that, and this is practically the same thing, just with a few more bugs. Number three, Doc misses you."

"He does?"

"When you first left, he mutilated my pillows. Not your side, just mine. And he was staying with Meredith and me at the house, but when I moved back to the trailer with him, he reverted to sad Doc. He mopes around and won't leave your side of the bed. I think he's heartbroken."

"How can I say no to that?"

"That was sort of the point, Addie."

"Point taken. I'm in. What time should I be there?"

"I'm done early today so I'll go set everything up to your liking. Whenever you get off is fine."

"Alright. Now is there a reason this had to be a barbeque and not just dinner?"

"You'll see tonight." Derek moved ahead of Addison to stop the elevator. They both entered, and all Derek could think about was the night to come. Everything had to go perfectly. Any more screw ups and he could risk losing her forever. As he went over the plan more and more in his head, glancing occasionally in Addison's direction as they rode up, all he really wanted to do was take her in his arms and show her then and there how much he loved her. He had lost that right once when he neglected her, and he wasn't about to do it again.

Okay hope you all liked. Keep the faith alive! While some Addek writers have taken a step back, I feel it is best to trudge on through and write through my anger at Shonda. I will re-iterate my earlier note that she did confirm Addison is here to stay because Kate Walsh is just that awesome! Obviously! Review kindly and tell me if you like where this is headed.