Disclaimer: I don't own UB

A/N: Thanks for your reviews : )

I know I should work on the epilogue of "She-shepherd return" but it's harder that I first thought, but I'll try to finish it before the end of the week.

Sorry for the grammatical mistakes

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"Hi." Addison greeted with she saw her husband. Derek's eyes were on his phone, so Addison did not know if he was pretending not to hear her or he was really focus on what he was doing.

"Do you know that Archimedes built the first elevator in 236 BC?" Addison voiced out. "Well, that's what the architect Vitruvius reported."

Derek looked at her with a confuse expression. "What?"

"You seem to spend a lot of time in the elevator; you should at least learn a little about elevator's history." Addison teased, bringing a small smile on Derek's face.

It encouraged Addison to continue. "How is your day? Playing God, ignoring your wife and staring at your ex-mistress with a sad puppy look?" Addison wanted to say it in a light tone but it comes out bitter and disappointed.

"Addison, you're being ridiculous." Addison's smile disappeared and sadness clouded her eyes.

"I just want to communicate Derek as our marriage counselor told us to do this morning."

Derek sighed with frustration. It is true that the counselor has advised them to communicate, but for Derek, it was easier said than done. Apart from contempt and accusations, he really has nothing to say to Addison. But he knows that he has to make an effort to show he is working on their marriage.

"How yours?" He asked. Addison's head snap up in surprise; she didn't expect him to talk. "Your day? How's your day?"

"Well...I'm...you know the usual, saving babies, ignoring gossips and trying to get my husband back." Addison said with a tight smile. Derek chooses to shut up instead of continuing.

"I think we should have sex tonight." Addison said after some times.

Derek chuckled without humor. "You're funny."

Addison sighed. "At least we should have diner together - I agree to eat anything except for trout - I'm sure that you can well tolerate my presence for at least an hour." Seeing Derek's expression, Addison knew he was about to refuse.

"I can't Addison."

"Thirty minutes for a drink at Joe? Or fifteen minutes for a coffee in the lobby." She feels sick and tired that she has to nearly beg to have some intimate time with her husband.

"As I've say I can't."

"Can you tell me when will I be able to spend time with my husband, how can we work on our marriage if you don't want to talk to me?"

"I'm on-call tonight, I'm sorry."

Addison looked at the floor in defeat. "You're not sorry." Addison mumbled. An awkward silence settled till that doors opened.

"Glad talking to you, love you too sweetheart." Addison said with sarcasm when Derek left. "Stupid ass."