Thanks so much for the feedback! And… I still haven't decided whether this is going to be Addek or Addex in the end but there will be sufficient Addex and Addek throughout the fic – if that makes sense. I honestly hope you enjoy this and please – do tell what you think!
"Okay, so now it's my turn to ask you a question."
Alex looks at
"Okay?"
"Did you… the sex. Was it just… just because you needed sex? Would it have happened if I were another guy? Just… some guy you picked up in a bar?"
She quirks an eyebrow, smirking at him.
"Do I look like Meredith Grey?"
"I'm serious, Addison."
"Alex… At the moment… I don't know. I'm not really sure about anything. I just… I… Drunk as I was, I did not plan on having sex with my intern. But then… you were here and one minute we were talking and then… everything just seemed right."
"Where do we go from here?"
She laughs, looking at him teasingly.
"Isn't it usually the girl who asks that question?"
"Well yes. But you weren't asking it, so I decided I would."
She rolls to her side, popping her head up on her elbow to get a better look of the guy next to her.
The very handsome, very naked guy.
Who happened to be her intern. Her annoying, rude, obnoxious intern.
Who'd been totally kind and sweet and perfect tonight.
"I have no idea."
"So…"
"Where… Where do you want us to go from here?"
"Well…"
Alex lazily drapes an arm over her waist, looking at her seriously.
"Tonight was… amazing. And… to be honest, I'd kind of like a repeat of it…"
"Oh yeah?"
He leans over, kissing her softly.
"Yeah."
She pulls away from the kiss, looking at him worriedly.
"Okay, so… how are we going to do this? Booty calls once a week? Friends with benefits?"
"I guess… I don't know. I mean… I've never really been… in a position like this, it's kind of new to me and…"
"What… are you trying to say, Alex?"
"I want… I guess… I want a relationship."
She sits up quickly, pulling the covers with her – in doing so, exposing a hell of a lot of Alex's magnificent body.
"A relationship?"
"We could… try, couldn't we? It doesn't have to be official… or exclusive for that matter, but… we could try."
"Alex… you're… you're my intern."
"Like that hasn't been done before!"
"I just… I'm not even divorced yet and…"
"Addison… I'm lying in your bed. Naked. Why are you making excuses?"
She manages in tearing her eyes away from his body, staring at the wall.
"I just think… it's too soon for me to be in a relationship."
"Fine."
She feels him getting up from the bed, hears him getting dressed behind her. It doesn't register before she notices him making his way to the door.
"Alex…"
"Save it."
"Alex, I…"
Addison gets up, folding the covers around her body, grabbing onto his arm.
"We can talk about this, figure something out!"
"Like what? Booty calls and no commitment like you had with Sloan? Having me over to fuck while you imagine Derek the whole time?"
She lets go of him quickly, her eyes blazing fire.
"You can leave now, Karev. I think you've said enough."
He steps forward, his face mere inches from her.
"Too close for comfort, Dr Montgomery? Does the truth hurt?"
Her hand flies through the air, resting on his cheek fleetingly before she smirks.
"If I imagined my ex husband, Dr Karev… then the blame is all on you."
She closes the door in his face and he rests his forehead against the wall for a few seconds.
"I see where you get your nickname from, Dr Satan. You just wait… this isn't over yet."
She was with Karev.
He has no recollection of how he made it to the trailer, but he made it. And now he's sitting outside, nursing a Scotch and wondering how the hell he managed to screw up his life this badly.
"I want Meredith."
The words sound terrifyingly empty against the night and he sighs, unable to wonder… if this was true… why did he mind Karev touching Addison?
Why was the thought of Alex Karev's hands on Addison burning through him like a raging fire, threatening to consume him completely?
He swallows down the rest of the Scotch, sighing when it burns a down his throat.
Meredith.
He was sure that he loved her. Why else would the prom have happened? Yes, he loved Meredith Grey.
He left Meredith Grey's underwear in his jacket for his wife to find.
His wife who was now in a hotel room… probably with Alex Karev doing who knows what…
Derek suddenly stands up, grabbing his car keys.
Alcohol made him brave… it always made him do things that he normally wouldn't have the guts for.
Addison
groans when there's a loud knock on her door, burying her face in the pillows."Go away."
"Addison?"
She sits up instantly, recognizing his voice.
"Derek?"
Against her better judgement, she stands up, opening the door slightly.
"What do you want?"
He doesn't answer her. Instead, he enters the room, crashing his lips against hers violently, running his hands up and down her back and…
Addison pushes him away angrily, glaring at him.
"Get out."
"Addie…"
"GET OUT OF HERE!"
He stares at her, dumfound by the anger in her eyes.
"What, you think you can just show up here drunk, kiss me and expect everything to be all right again? You really think it works like that?"
"Addison… I made a mistake, okay? I realised that when… I just… I need you Addie."
She smirks, glaring at him.
"You realised it when… what, you saw that someone was interested in me? That I could actually move on without you?"
"I…"
She pushes him out of the door, glaring angrily.
"Go to Meredith, Derek. Or better yet – go to hell."
She closes the door in his stunned face before sliding down against it, tears forming in her eyes.
"I'm not letting him use me. Not again. I'm not going back there. I'm not doing that to myself…"
Derek stares at the door silently, shocked sober. He sighs, staring at the wood silently for a while before smiling softly.
"This isn't over, Addie. I'm going to fight this time…"