Another update for you. It's nothing much. But I had it written and decided to post it before I either forgot, or wrote something else up. So, this is it. I can guarantee that you porny people out there will be getting sex soon. It was going to be this chapter, but I want to actually be able to think properly while I write that scene. And since I'm tired at the moment, it's not happening. Until then, you'll have to deal with ADDEK fluff. Sorry. =]

Reviews are appreciated. And still, I own nothing. Well, the laptop I'm on at the moment, enabling me to give you updates, I own that. Along with a cat. And a box. I do, I'm lucky enough to own a box. =] It's empty though.

"I'm not going. I'll stay in bed and you can go." Addison mumbled against her pillow as she pulled the sheets over her body a little more. Derek had decided that since they had two days off together, that they should go camping. Camping. Addison Forbes Montgomery-Shepherd did not go camping. Not for anyone. But the way that Derek had suggested it, the way he had kissed that spot on her neck as he held her close, telling her he loved her, Addison couldn't say no. It had been almost two weeks since their stupid little fights about Meredith Grey, and the sex since then had been amazing. It hadn't been until that night that she realised just what she had been missing out on for so long. Just what they had both been missing out on for so long.

"Addie." Derek pleaded as he looked at the slender figure still laying in their bed. "Do I really have to drag you out of bed to come with me? It's two nights, then we can go and stay in some fancy hotel for a week, I don't care."

"Really?" Addison glanced sleepily up at her husband who was already dressed, holding a coffee cup in his hand.

"Really." He said with a smile as he held the coffee out towards her, laughing when she made the most pathetic attempt to reach for it. "You don't get it until you get out of bed."

"I'm naked." She responded as she rolled onto her back, looking up at Derek.

"And what point do you have in telling me you're naked?" He rolled his eyes as he watched Addison shrug her shoulders slightly and pointed to her dressing gown that was hanging up. "You want me to pass that to you? Addison, you do realise how many times I've seen you naked, right? I've been married to you for almost twelve years, I've seen you naked."

"Yes, but all those times, you've been naked too. This time, you're dressed and I'm not. So, if you want me to go on this stupid camping trip of yours, you'll pass me my dressing gown." Addison smiled sweetly at him, holding out her hand waiting for him to give her the dressing gown and when he did, she wrapped it around her body whilst still in bed before stepping out and walking over to her husband. "Good morning." She muttered as she took the coffee from him and smiled to herself as she took a sip of the hot liquid.

"Good morning." He replied, pressing his lips to the top of her head softly. "Are you going to get dressed? Or just go like that?"

"I'm going to get dressed, after I've had a shower." She said with a smirk, taking another sip of the liquid before handing the cup back to Derek. Seeing the look on his face, she pressed her lips to his softly and smiled as she pulled away. "I won't be long. You could join me, since this would be the last time you're going to get any sex until we're in a nice warm hotel room." She said seriously as she looked at him.

"Tonight, you'll complain you're cold, you'll ask me to keep you warm and move closer to me. One thing will lead to another, and you'll be naked and so will I. I won't need to wait until we're in a hotel room for sex, Addie." Derek was certain that something like that would happen, but he wasn't going to say no to sex when they were in the hotel either. Not with how things had been lately.

"Someone is sure of themselves." Addison said with a grin before kissing her husband on the cheek and letting the robe fall from her as she stepped into the small shower, closing the door behind her. She knew that Derek was right, but she wasn't going to let him know that, she wasn't going to let him be the one telling her what she would be doing.

Fifteen minutes later, Addison was out of the shower and staring down at what Derek had placed out for her to wear. "Derek, I can't wear that." She complained as she looked up at him.

"You're not wearing anything ridiculous like heels, Addie. Even if they were appropriate to wear, I don't want to endure 48 hours of you complaining that you ruined your eight hundred dollar shoes." Derek said firmly, placing his hand on the small of her back. "I promise you, that you'll look beautiful."

"I hate you." She responded and hit his arm playfully before proceeding to get dressed. He was right though, if she had picked out what she was going to wear, she would've chosen something impractical, and she would've complained about everything.

"You love me." Derek laughed as he walked out of the trailer, leaving his wife in peace to get dressed, almost another fifteen minutes later, Addison walked out of the trailer, her hair dried, but not straightened and tied up in a messy bun. Something he rarely saw anymore with Addison. Yet she still looked beautiful. Getting up from his seat, Derek walked over to his wife and smirked at her. "Told you that you'd look beautiful."

Playfully punching him again, Addison looked down at herself with a pout on her face before looking back up at Derek. "I look horrible, Derek. Don't try and flatter me with all this. I still hate the fact that you're forcing me to do this."

"I don't think I forced you to do anything, you agreed." Derek said smugly as he took her hand and brought it to his lips, kissing it softly.

"You forced me." She snapped, pulling her hand back from him as she looked down at the things he had packed. There didn't seem enough for the two of them, but it was two nights, and he had promised her that if she hated it that much, they could go back to the trailer, or the hotel as he had promised her that morning.

"Ready to go?"

"I guess. I still don't like the idea of this, Derek." Addison said as she looked back up at him, this time she really didn't look impressed at the thought of going camping.

"You'll be fine, Addie. I won't leave your side, other than to go to the bathroom. But I won't leave your side." Slipping his arms around Addison, he pulled her in for a hug, holding her close to himself for a short while before slowly pulling away. "Ready?"

"As I'll ever be."

A couple of hours later, they were there, at the lake, with their things in a pile and Addison sitting on a rock looking at her husband. She couldn't help but smile as she watched him put up the tent, although she had no idea what she was doing, she stood up from where she was sitting and walked over to him. "Want some help?" She asked as she pushed her hands into his jacket pockets which she was now wearing.

"Feeling bad about sitting there watching me?" He asked with a small grin as he looked up at her, and when she nodded her head, Derek chuckled slightly as he stepped closer to her. "Thank you for the offer, but I'm fine. Give me five minutes and it will be up, I promise. You can go and walk a little if you want." Derek leant in and kissed her cheek softly, before he watched her quietly walk away from him down towards the lake. Even though she had been against the idea, seeing the smile on her face when they reached their destination, he knew she wouldn't find it so bad after all.

Like Derek had said, five minutes later and their tent was up, placed on a soft piece of ground, so Addison wouldn't complain too much, and he put their things in the tent before walking down to the lake towards Addison and he wrapped his arms around her waist from behind and felt her leant against his chest. "Not so bad after all, is it?"

Letting out a defeated sigh, Addison shook her head slightly as she turned in her husbands eyes and leant her head on his shoulder. "No. It's not." Addison wrapped her arms around his waist and held him close, letting her eyes close as she took in the moment of standing there with her husband.

"Does that mean you'll listen to me more often?" He asked as he gently rubbed her back whilst holding close and he felt her nod her head against him. "We have food for tonight, so if you're wanting, we can start a fire?"

"A real camp fire?" Addison asked with a small grin looking up at Derek.

"A real camp fire, Addie." Moving his arms from around Addison, Derek took her hand in his own and walked back in the direction of their tent. It wasn't going to be so bad after all, Addison didn't hate it, and even though she hadn't been there that long, he had a feeling that her opinion wouldn't change that much.