Title: Oz
Chapter: Part 6 - "Why it's a man! A man made out of tin!"
Characters/Pairings: The whole gang!
Spoilers/Warning: R
Summary: Somewhere over the rainbow Addison is cursing her head-truama induced fantasy sequence...
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Author's Note: So I was going through my saved files and I found that I'd written another chapter of Oz. Now, don't get your hopes up 'cause this still may or may not be continued, but I thought I'd share what I've got.
Derek let his gaze slide from Karev's boots all the way up to the shiny metal funnel atop his head, completely confused. The way Karev was staring at him was a bit unnerving. He looked at Addison, curiously. "Addison, why is Karev the Tin Man?"
"Er…"
Derek bit his bottom lip, trying to grasp why Karev would be appointed the Tin Man in Addison's trauma-induced fantasy sequence. A moment or two later, it finally donned on him. "Ohhh." He pointed between the two matter-of-factly. "You two had sex."
"No," Addison squeaked. "We never had dirty on-call room sex."
Derek's eyebrows hit his hairline. "Dirty on-call room sex? Kinky."
Addison opened her mouth to tell him he was completely deluded but realized it really wouldn't do any good. Derek had always been able to read her like a book (when he was actually paying attention to her) and trying to deny her naughty on-call sex with Karev would only cause Derek to harass her even more. So instead of denying, Addison lowered her gaze to the ground and began searching for the oil can she knew must be around somewhere.
"What are you doing?" Derek asked suspiciously as Addison lowered herself to her knees for a closer look around the small bushes surrounding them. "Are you-"
"Derek," Addison looked up at him with an annoyed look, "shut up and help me."
"It's on the stump," Derek said in a bored voice. He leaned back against a tree and began inspecting his painted on nails while Meredith yipped up at him from his feet.
"Thanks," Addison said sarcastically as she got up and snatched the oil can off of the stump. She held it out to her ex husband.
"What?"
"Do his upper half and then I'll do his lower half."
"Haven't you already done his lower half?" Derek asked cheekily and grabbed the can out of Addison's hand. He quickly set to work oiling Karev's neck and his shoulders and arms. Every time he doused the tin joints with oil Karev began jerking his freed body parts. The sound he made, the grinding of metal against metal, made Addison's skin crawl.
"There," Derek proclaimed when Karev was able to move his entire upper body. He held out the can to Addison and completely ignored the way Karev's eyes were screaming at him. "What?"
"Aren't you going to oil his jaws?" Addison asked, eyebrows quirked.
"But it's so peaceful when he can't open that smart-ass mouth of his," Derek whined. He sighed at the murderous look on Karev's face and rolled his eyes. "Fine."
He quickly oiled both sides of Karev's mouth and, while Karev was still working his jaws back and forth, asked Addison, "Happy?"
Addison watched as Karev snatched the oil can out of Derek's hands and began oiling the lower half of his body. He began mumbling something under his breath and Addison leaned forward to hear.
"Care to share with the class Karev?" Derek asked, eyebrows raised.
Karev looked up at him and hissed, "I said, I've been stuck out here for hours waiting on the two of you to get here. It rained and I rusted. I couldn't move. And the two of you took your sweet ass time getting to me. Do you have any idea how uncomfortable it is to hold up an axe for that long? An axe!"
"I think you were right," Addison whispered to Derek as she rolled her eyes. "We should have kept his mouth shut."
