Okay guys, I was just digging around the site and unearthed this old Addex fix I started back in like, 2007, and abandoned after 7 chapters for reasons I don't recall. It was so long ago that I forgot my name, password, what e-mail I used to create it, etc which is why I now have this account. If you're in the mood for some very cute Addex fluff (and also sex), go check out After All by Addisex-Owns-My-Life (yeah, I know, how could I forget that epic screen name?) and let me know if it's worth continuing (even though I currently have 3 in progress, two of which are even more overdue for updates than this one).

The next morning Addison and Alex ran into each other on the elevator. She was just getting there; he, as a resident, had been there for a while already rounding on his patients. She took her place next to him. "Hey."

He took a chance and slipped his hand into hers. "Hey."

They glanced at each other and slowly moved closer until their lips were centimeters apart, only to be interrupted by the ding! of the elevator. Hastily they pulled apart, just in time for the door to open and reveal Meredith. "Alex, Doctor Montgomery."

"Meredith," they answered in unison. He caught a glimpse of Addison out of the corner of his eye and tried to stifle a chuckle; seconds later they were both roaring with laughter.

Meredith's eyes darted from Alex to Addison. "What? Is there something on my face, or…?"

"No, it's not you. It's her," Alex said as he pointed to Addison and tried to get himself under control.

"Me? Oh no. No way. It's all you, Karev. All you."

Meredith looked puzzled. "But what -"

Before she could get an answer the elevator opened and the pair hurried off on the NICU floor, leaving a very confused Meredith behind. They didn't make it far before erupting in another fit of laughter. "You need to behave yourself!" she ordered as she slapped him on the arm. "We're gonna get caught!"

"Me? You weren't exactly pulling away! And who cares if we do? It's not like you're the first attending to kiss a resident around here," he pointed out.

Her face grew serious. "I know. It's just...we need to talk. About the kissing, and...us."

Alex furrowed his brows. "You didn't seem to have a problem with it last night."

"I didn't. I don't. It was nice. More than nice. But we've been here before, and it didn't end well so I just think we should...figure out what we're doing."

"Addison -"

He was interrupted by her pager. "I gotta go. We'll talk later." She gave him a small smile, hoping he wasn't mad.

"Yeah, later."

It was even busier than usual at the hospital that day. It was late afternoon before the two had more than a minute to themselves so when Alex found Addison leaning wearily against theses station he grabbed her and pulled her into a supply closet. "Okay, you want to talk? Let's talk."

"Now?"

"Yes, now. One minute we're kissing and holding hands, and the next we need to talk. What's up?"

"You really want to do this here? Fine. You really hurt me, Alex. Before. The kissing, you and your vanilla latte and if you went missing I'd notice, the sex...I was thinking maybe we had something and then, BAM! You're not my girlfriend. That hurt. A lot. So much that I almost stayed in LA. I don't...I can't go through that again so what am I to you?"

"Addison, I didn't mean it. Ava overheard you talking to Torres, all that shit about barbecuing and teaching kids to play catch. I'm not that guy. I wasn't that guy, at least I didn't think I was, so I thought it would be best to just end it instead of letting things get too serious and then hurting you when you realized we weren't on the same page. I, um, I guess I could have found a better way to do it, though."

Addison saw the sadness and regret in Alex's eyes and reached for his hand. "Yeah, you could have. So, what page are you on now? Are we at least in the same book?" she asked, her tone softening.

Alex grinned. "Oh yeah, we're definitely in the same book. Same chapter, even. I'm still not that guy that barbeques, or plays catch, I don't know anything about being a dad, but if you'll let me I'd like to figure it out."

"I'd like that too. But maybe this time we can take it slow, you know, try dating or whatever before we-"

"Dating? I can do that."

"I mean, I'm less than two months from giving birth so realistically dating probably means sitting on my couch eating takeout and watching Netflix, but-"

"Takeout and Netflix sounds great."

"And you know it'll be a while after she's born before we can-"

"I can wait. You're worth waiting for."

"Really?"

"Really. So, um, I better get back to work."

"Wait!" Addison grabbed Alex's arm and pulled him close. "I did mention earlier that I like the kissing, right?"

"That you did," Alex confirmed before backing her up against the wall. She was still standing there breathless when he left the closet with a satisfied smirk.

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The next month went pretty much as expected, with Alex going to Addison's house most nights after work. Most of the time they'd argue over what to order for dinner, though she usually won - two against one, she always said - but occasionally she'd cook. "Ella deserves home-cooked meals. Might as well figure that out now, right?" she explained as she flipped through cookbooks. He agreed and choked down whatever she made, no matter how bad it was.

Christmas came and went much like Thanksgiving. "Might as well take one more for the team," Addison said as they headed into the hospital on December twenty-fifth. "But next year...next year Christmas is all about Ella," she added as she rubbed her belly contentedly.

On New Year's Eve Derek and Meredith invited them to a party at their house - separately, as they still hadn't gone public with their relationship - and Alex managed to steal a kiss when the ball dropped. Addison glanced around after, a bit nervous, but everyone else was busy making out or had left early with the excuse that they had to work in the morning so she figured their secret was still safe.

The next few weeks passed uneventfully. Addison gave Alex a key to her house. He spent his evenings massaging her tired, swollen feet - don't you think it's time to give up the heels? he asked night after night even though he knew the answer - and fixing things around the house as she went into full-on nesting mode - installing new smoke and carbon monoxide detectors, fixing leaky faucets and squeaky door hinges, replacing light bulbs she couldn't reach because he wasn't going to let her up on a ladder in her condition.

One night they barely made it inside before she dropped to the couch, fighting to keep her eyes open. "Addison, you think you should start taking it easy? Maybe it's time to cut back your hours a bit," Alex suggested as he sat next to her, stroking her hair. Maybe it's time to go on maternity leave, he thought, but knew she wouldn't go for that and didn't date press his luck.

"I'm fine. Adams said everything looks good and I'm clear to keep working. Don't worry," she assured him. "Just have to make it through three more weeks. Everything will be just fine."

Okay guys, I'm super sorry for the delay, but I've been kinda busy. I promise to get the next chapter up soon (maybe tonight, it's partially written already) and will hopefully update my other stories by the end of the week.