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Once they were both inside, Derek turned and locked the door. Addison had already made her way to the island of her kitchen to set down her bag and shawl. Taking off her shoes, she threw them aside and made her away over to where Derek stood. Sliding her hands under his jacket and around his waist, she captured his lips with hers. He responded immediately, bringing his hands to her sides. They continued to kiss, hands exploring areas they hadn't been for a while now. Derek shrugged out of his jacket and let it drop to the floor. Running his hands down her hips, he rested them on her legs and lifted her up. Addison pulled back momentarily, giggling.

"Derek! What are you doing?"

"No talking."

"Derek, put me down! I am too heavy for you to lift."

"Oh please. Give me a break. It's like lifting a feather. Now let's go."

"Where?"

"That would be your bedroom." Derek maneuvered through the apartment and set Addison down on the floor outside her bedroom. He opened the door for her. Adorning her bed were two dozen red roses. Addison's eyes lit up as she went over to her bed.

"You are just full of surprises, aren't you?" Derek simply smiled back, leaning against the door frame to observe from a far. She opened the card, read it to herself, and smiled.

"A little presumptuous weren't we?"

"What?" Derek asked, trying to sound innocent.

"How did you know I'd even invite you in, much less to my bedroom?"

"After the elevator, I could see it in your eyes. It was killing you to walk away from me." Derek stood up right and started towards her. "I took a shot. Worse came to worse, you got two dozen roses and a very inappropriate note. Now that I'm here, it's only mildly inappropriate."

"I see your reasoning. And the card is a nice touch. Why don't we see what we can do about that?" Grabbing Derek by the shirt, Addison pulled him towards her. There lips met once again, tongues tangling with each other. Addison began to take Derek's shirt out from his pants. She started unbuttoning it as he worked the zipper on her dress. He kicked off his shoes as he lifted her on to the bed. They separated only for him to remove his pants. He was instantly back on top of her, massaging her neck with his lips. She tasted the same, felt the same beneath him. He couldn't imagine a world without her.

As lips moved further south, she could here her soft moaning of approval. It was a sound Derek had missed, and one that he wanted to hear more of. He could feel her fingers in his hair. As much as she loved what he was doing, more than anything she wanted him close to her. She brought her hands down to his arms and allowed her lips to reconnect to his. Addison decided to take over, rolling Derek over and getting on top. She ran her hands up and down his chest, her mouth trailing kisses down his jaw line. She reached right behind his earlobe, her favorite place to tease him, and began to softly nibble at it.

Derek, after gaining back enough attention to focus with Addison teasing him so, worked his hands to her bra, effortlessly unsnapping it. He rolled her back over, reconnecting his lips and hers. He had dreamt about this night ever since he ended things with Meredith. His heart, his body, and his soul all belonged with Addison. There was no place in the world he would rather have been.

Addison's Bedroom

4:30 a.m.

Derek awoke to tree branches banging at the window. Slightly disoriented, he felt across the bed and was surprised to find it empty. He glanced around the room, his vision still shaky. He couldn't fathom where Addison could have gone. When his eyes landed at the window, he could see her beautiful red hair reflecting the glow of the moonlight.

"Addison?"

"Hey. It was just the tree banging against the window. Go back to bed." She whispered softly.

"Why are you up? It's 4:30 in the morning."

"I couldn't sleep. Don't worry about me, you get back to sleep."

"Nice try. Get over here." Derek motioned to himself, and knowing his protective nature, Addison didn't put up a fight. Instead, she took one last lingering glance at the sky, and returned to Derek. Sliding under covers, she quickly felt safe as Derek pressed his body to hers and draped an arm around her waist. She took his hand in hers and began to play with his finger. "So why are you up?"

"What do you mean?"

"I may be half asleep, but I know that face. Something's on your mind." Addison turned on to her back, Derek's hand still resting on her stomach. "You can talk to me."

"It's just….yesterday was such a whirlwind. I kept going over it in my mind. It felt like a dream and I was terrified that someone would pinch me and I'd wake up, and then you wouldn't be there anymore."

"Addison, you never have to worry about that."

"You said that before, and still I found myself alone." Derek wasn't used to seeing Addison this vulnerable. The last couple of months especially she had been nothing but strong. But now, as they were so close to being there again, she had to express her fears before it was too late.

"I admitted to making mistakes the first time around. I know I screwed up. And I can tell you over and over that it won't happen again, but the only way you will believe me is if I show you. And I'm finally ready to do that. And not just show you with a day of gifts. From this day on, I will make sure you never doubt how much I love you." Addison rolled over to face Derek. Sitting up slightly, she leaned on to him, kissing him quickly and burying her head in his shoulder. His arms came around her waist as he pulled her into him.

"God, I was hoping you'd say that." She muttered, still lying against him. Kissing him quickly once more, she sat up. "So, what's next?" Derek propped himself up on an elbow to talk to her.

"How so?"

"I mean, do we just go back to being married? Do we do the dating thing? Are we together?" Addison motioned on the together part for how cliché it was. After all, they were, by law, married. Derek couldn't help but smile at her expression.

"We can be… whatever you want to be. I mean we never officially divorced, but I don't see why we need to rush back in to the title of "being married". We can do the whole dating thing if you want. We should do the whole dating thing. It could be fun. I would have the chance to woo you all over again."

"Woo me?" Addison looked amused at his choice of words. "And how exactly do you plan on wooing me?" Addison sat up more, and Derek took the opportunity to adjust the pillows and prop himself up. Once he was set, Addison straddled his lap.

"Well, dinner and a movie is always a good start. I'll even be a gentleman and take you to chick flicks and stuff."

"Keep going." Addison drew lazy circles on his chest with her fingers as she listened.

"I'll surprise you with flowers, tell you how beautiful you are, bring you coffee when you need a pick me up, drag you in to linen closets to make out in the middle of the day." Addison paused her circles and looked at Derek.

"It will be just like last time, except now we are both attendings…with offices that lock." Derek had a suggestive grin on his face, to which Addison shot him a look. "I'm not saying we need to rush in to that phase. It was just a thought."

"Well it gave me a thought of my own." Addison leaned down to capture Derek's lips with her own. His hands ran his way up and down her thighs, finally resting on her hips. As she pulled back, she could see the effect her kiss had on Derek. She felt extremely accomplished.

"Is that my shirt?" Derek asked as he regained his composure.

"Oh, yeah. When I got up I was cold. You don't mind do you?" Derek stared at her hard. It was barely buttoned, but just enough was done to keep his mind wondering.

"Not at all. But I think I want it back now." Tugging at her arm, he pulled Addison to the bed and took over on top. As his hands worked on the buttons, he could hear her laughing.

"That tickles!" Addison tried to keep him at bay, but he was a man on a mission.

"Does it really?" Derek leaned back down to kiss her again, this time sliding his hands under the shirt to tickle her more.

Four Weeks Later

10:00 a.m.

"Rounds people. Three minutes. Outside the locker room. Let's go!" Bailey barked to her interns. They all rushed to finish up before meeting their ever pleasant resident. As they huddled outside eagerly awaiting their assignments, they saw Derek rush by towards the Attendings' locker room. With extra force, he shoved the door open, clearly upset about something.

"Focus people. Assignments: Yang, with Burke. O'Malley with the Chief. Stevens with Montgomery. Grey with me. Karev with Shepherd."

"He doesn't look so eager for company." Karev said, staring at the door now only just closing.

"Then you better be on your very best behavior. Go!" All five scurried off. Karev headed to the nurses' station to wait for Shepherd to emerge. Bailey followed to grab her newest chart.

"Good morning Miranda."

"Addison. Chipper as always. You know you're like a cheerleader around here some times. What happened to the devil version of you? I liked that one."

"You're the only one. And what's wrong with being in a good mood. It's good for your blood pressure."

"Today's extra good. Why?"

"Well, today is technically my one month anniversary with Derek since we got back together. Granted our marriage anniversary is next month, it still excites me."

"You two have been back for a month already? God, where does time go?"

"I know! I couldn't believe it either."

"So things are good?"

"Better than good. To fall in love with your soul mate once is a gift. To get to do it again is like a miracle."

"Yeah, but the whole middle is where karma comes to bite you."

"This is true. By the way, have you seen Derek this morning?"

"I meant to tell you. He stormed into the locker room looking none too happy. You might want to pop in." Miranda said, departing with her chart in hand.

"Thanks." Addison shouted as she walked away. Heading towards the locker room, she softly opened the door. Derek's back was to her from where he sat on the bench, holding his head in his hands.

"Hey." Derek's head shot up at the voice he knew all too well. He hadn't heard the door open or close, so anyone was a shock. He was glad it was her, though. He needed her right now. "Miranda said I could find you in here. What happened?"

"Gunshot wound to the head. Spent four hours trying to repair the damage. The guy just died on the table ten minutes ago."

"Oh sweetie, I'm sorry." Addison spoke as she moved closer to Derek. Resting her hands on his shoulders, he practically melted into her.

"Don't be. He was a would-be rapist."

"Seriously?"

"Yeah. The woman shot him in self-defense. She's a police officer. Gun was in the night stand."

"Wow. So then why are you upset?" Addison stopped massaging Derek's shoulders and went to join him on the bench.

"I understand we take an oath as doctors to due no harm and do our best to help all of our patients. But when I need to spend my morning trying to save a man like that, I just don't see the point. I'm just mad he took four hours of my life away from me after attempting to rob a woman of her entire life."

"This is why I love you. You have such a big heart. And trust me, I have felt that way. The world's not perfect. That's why we have jobs. Just remember all the people you help who deserve it." Addison extended her arms. Derek practically fell in to them, burying his face in her hair and sighing loudly.

"I know the world's not perfect, but you're pretty damn close."

"How very hallmark of you."

"I'm serious. How is it you always know what to say?" Derek pulled back from her embrace, leaving his hands on her legs.

"It's a Montgomery woman thing. It's in our genes."

"That must be it."

"So, is this guy the reason I woke up alone this morning?"

"Yes. I'm sorry. I got the page at 5:00 but you were out so cold I couldn't bare to wake you." Addison blushed, thinking back to just how tired she was the night before.

"It's alright. I just missed you."

"No, it's not. On our one-month anniversary no less."

"You remembered." Addison was visibly thrilled that this important date had stuck in his memory.

"You sound surprised." Derek said, slightly offended.

"I'm not. I just can't believe it's been a month." Addison quickly covered her tracks, as she genuinely surprised Derek would have remembered. "I mean, to think that I couldn't just take you by the scrubs and kiss that pouty little mouth of yours all day is scary don't you think?" Addison moved closer with each word, teasing him as she rested her face mere inches from his.

"You're just trying to distract me with sex."

"Is it working?"

"Yes." Derek nodded, his eyes transfixed on Addie's lips.

"Good. Because we have to be in our attending's meeting in five minutes. Wouldn't want to be late." Addison removed her hands from Derek's legs and placed them on the bench to push herself up. As she started to walk off, Derek's hand reached out to grab her wrist.

"Excuse me! That is just…wrong. How can you do that and then just expect me to be fine and go to a meeting with our boss?"

"You're right. That was mean of me." Taking the two necessary steps back towards him, Addison placed her hands on the back of Derek's head and brought her lips to his. She kissed him feverishly as her hands roamed his hair. Satisfied, she pulled back. "Better?"

"You're evil, you know that." He said, standing up and running his hands through his hair to straighten out.

"If you force me to wake up alone you will pay the consequences. Besides, the meeting shouldn't be too long."

"Right, because Richard never rambles or anything." Derek said sarcastically.

"Let's go." Addison said, giggling. "And don't pout. If you're good, I'll let you decide what we do after. Deal?"

"Deal!" Derek answered enthusiastically, knowing exactly what he wanted to do.

Conference Room

10:30 a.m.

Today of all days, Richard had decided to go over the new protocols as written by the American Medical Association. As Richard discussed O.R. procedures and guidelines, all Derek could think about was Addison. His eyes were practically glued to her. She looked stunning, especially in the skirt she had on. He adored her legs; long and toned. Her hair was down in slight waves, the color reflecting off the window. A smell of flowers and her Chanel perfume radiated from her hair. The smell in particular took him back to their bed in the morning. Her pillows would smell exactly like it. He would be next to her, his body close to hers, with his hands and lips exploring every inch of her beauty.

"Dr. Shepherd? You still with us?" Derek snapped out of his daydream to see an entire room staring at him. In particular, the Chief looked pissed, Addison was trying to stifle her laughter, and everyone else looked plain amused.

"Sorry sir." Derek was a lovely shade of red. He would only look at Addison, who was still trying her hardest not to break down laughing in front of her colleagues.

"Huh huh. Anyway, that about raps up our meeting for today. Keep the protocols in mind and learn them. They go into effect next week. Thank you." After an unusually long meeting, the door ways became flooded with people. Addison, going against the traffic, went over to where Derek was still sitting, head in his lap.

"Should I even ask?"

"You are going to pay for this."

"Me? How is this my fault? You were the one daydreaming!"

"What the hell do you think I was daydreaming about! You know what wearing skirts like that do to me." Derek looked at her, flustered.

"Oh baby I'm sorry. I can stop wearing them if you…"

"Don't you dare." Derek was quick to stop her. He loved those skirts. Well, he loved taking them off, but who was arguing semantics. "Now, if I'm not mistaken, we had a deal."

"We did. And since you got through this meeting so well, I believe I owe you. So where are we going?"

"It's a surprise. But be glad we had this meeting. I have lots of idea brewing."

Alright I'm out for the night. Hope you all enjoy the chapter! I loved writing it because these two have such "cuteness" potential it's scary. More to come tomorrow, at the latest Thursday. Review with thoughts/opinions/feelings/etc. I have multiple happy and multiple less happy ideas for the future, so chime in on that as well!