Before you read it, I'm letting you know that this sucks. Because it does. But I haven't had time to update, so I thought I'd give you something, even if it is as bad as what you're about to read.

I'd still appreciate reviews though.

Still, owning nothing. All characters belong to Shonda. Even if she did mess things up for Derek and Addison.

The drive back to the hotel had consisted of Nancy going on about everyone back in New York, Mark included, ignoring the comments from both Addison and Derek when she mentioned his name. That was a subject neither of them wanted bringing up, and Nancy knew it. Testing the water, that was what she was doing. Derek knew his sister well enough, as did Addison. Addison sat there not really saying much, partly because of Nancy's constant talking and partly because she really wasn't feeling that great. It was a distraction having Nancy there though, at least Derek wasn't constantly asking her if she was alright.

"So, why are you guys living in a hotel?" Nancy asked as Derek pulled into the parking lot.

"Because Addison doesn't like the trailer." Derek answered with a small grin in Addison's direction, causing her to roll her eyes at her husband.

"But doesn't it have like this amazing view or something?" She questioned, getting out of the car and getting the door for a still pale Addison.

"I never said that it didn't. I just don't like the whole idea of such a tiny space with everything in it. You'd understand if you had to live in it." The red head replied, reaching for her husband's hand who had walked around to her side of the car.

Taking her hand in his own, Derek gave it a gentle squeeze as they started to walk towards the hotel entrance. "It's not that bad, Nancy. Addison just prefers more space, especially with the amount of clothes and shoes she has." This caused Addison to gently nudge his arm, glaring up at him.

"A woman can never have too many shoes, Derek." Nancy replied, pressing the button to call the elevator. "Which floor?"

"Eleven." Addison said quietly as she leant her head against her husband's shoulder, gripping his hand even tighter. He may make little comments to annoy her, but it was always comforting having him right there beside her.

"Nancy, has anyone ever told you that you're worse than a five year old when it comes to talking and asking questions?" Derek asked as the three of them stepped into the elevator, Derek releasing Addison's hand before wrapping his around her waist. He hated seeing her like this, she never got sick, and even if she did, she battled it out. This time, it was different though, as though she was just letting it get to her, not even trying to make herself better.

"All part of my charm, big brother."

Both Derek and Addison couldn't help but laugh at her comment, causing them both to receive a glare from Nancy, shaking her head as she looked away from them.

"You sure you're alright?" Derek asked softly, pressing his lips against Addison's forehead.

"I've felt better, but I'll be fine, Derek. Just tired."

Derek looked towards Nancy who was searching through her purse for something. "Want me to tell her we'll do something with her tomorrow?"

"You can't just tell her to leave, Derek. She's your sister." Addison replied as the elevator doors opened, keeping close to Derek as they walked out of the elevator.

"I know you two are talking about me, but I won't listen. It's alright." Nancy chirped up as she looked down the hallway wondering which way they were heading.

"Left and shut up." Derek responded before walking down the hallway to their room. "She'll understand."

"She also might come up with some ridiculous theory as to why I'm sick, blame it on you, then refuse to leave." Addison suggested, a knowing look upon her face.

Letting out a defeated sigh, Derek let go of Addison and went to get the key from his wallet, opening the door for both Nancy and Addison before following them inside. As he let the door close, another eye roll occurred from Addison at Nancy's words. "You two get paid too much, this is nice for a hotel room."

"You need to shut up, otherwise you're walking straight back out."

Addison grinned at Derek's comment, it was much like her normal smile, rather than one which was clearly too much effort for her. She felt Derek help her with her coat as she started to take it off, as much as she wanted a night just the two of them, she was kind of grateful for the distraction of Nancy being there.

Once they'd all settled down, Nancy with wine, Derek with a beer and Addison with her water, Nancy glanced around the room, studying it carefully. "What is it?" Derek asked as he felt Addison lean closer to him, something he hadn't thought possible with how they were sitting.

"Huh? Nothing. What should I be saying to Mom when I go back?"

"When are you going back?" Derek answered quickly, a little too quickly really.

"Trying to get rid of me already?" She teased, grinning at her brother before looking at Addison who was starting to look even worse. "But I'm here for three more days. A conference tomorrow, nothing the day after, then another boring conference the day after. Looks like you're stuck with me."

"It's alright, I'm off when you're busy. But Addison might be free, because she's not going into work the way she is at the moment."

"I'm fine." Addison interrupted, looking up at her husband, it wasn't convincing though, she knew it wouldn't work.

"Sure, you're fine." Derek shook his head in disbelief, feeling Addison let her head rest on his shoulder again, looking over at Nancy.

"You two make me sick, you know that? I mean, Graham and I, we're good, but you two, you're disgusting."

"You can leave if you don't like it." Derek retorted, a little too cheerfully.

"I haven't seen you in months and you want me to leave?"

"I want to spend time with my wife, without my annoying sister asking questions and making comments constantly."

"I think your wife wants to sleep." Nancy said with a glance at Addison who was failing miserably at covering up a yawn. "Since she's tired, I'll go, but tomorrow, can we actually do something when I'm done with this stupid conference? I actually want to spend time with two of my favorite people." It was strange having Nancy actually sound sincere, it was something rare for her, but it was also something Derek couldn't say no to.

"You don't have to, Nancy." Addison said slowly.

"It's fine, just promise me that tomorrow night we can do something? Even if it is me coming here for a room service meal."

"I promise." Derek answered, smiling up at his sister, "Thanks." He glanced at Addison that back up to Nancy, the smile still there.

"Anytime. You look after her, alright?" Nancy warned as she made her way to the door.

"He always does." Addison said sleepily, her eyes closing slowly.

"I won't comment on that, but I'll call you tomorrow, Der."

"Tomorrow. Night Nancy." He said as he watched her walk out of the room. He loved his sister, but she didn't half have a way of turning up at the most inconvenient times.

"Addie, if you're gonna sleep, you should get into bed." He said softly, taking her hand in his own.

"I'm fine here, Derek. We can go to bed later."

"Later." He repeated, pressing his lips against the top of her head softly. For the time being, he'd be sitting on the sofa, in a not so comfortable position as he waited for Addison to actually want to go to bed to sleep. He reached for the television control, turning it on aswell as turning the volume down so that he didn't disturb Addison.

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"You're doing it again." Addison said softly, looking in the direction of her husband.

"I am?" Derek questioned, knowing perfectly well what she was talking about.

"You are." She nodded her head slightly, her eyes remaining on Derek.

"I love you." He offered, hoping that it would make things better, even just for the moment.

Addison let out a soft sigh as she looked at him, her eyes avoiding his as she spoke. "Do you? Because I'm doubting that at the moment."

Derek could tell that she was hurt by the way things had been, and that hadn't been his intention whatsoever, it had just kind of happened. He had become distant, yet again. He was pushing Addison away, yet again. Even though there was no Mark, or hopefully no one around when he wasn't, he was doing it again. "I do." He nodded his head slightly, stepping closer to Addison, brushing her hair from her face.

"You've been avoiding me. You're distant." The red head looked around where they were, she didn't want to have this conversation where they were, but at least he wasn't making up excuses to go and do something else, even though she was almost certain he had a surgery soon. It had been a week since Nancy had gone back to New York, during those few days, even though Addison hadn't been feeling all that great, things had been amazing between her and Derek. Now, that was completely different. He was distant and she hated it.

"It's just a lot, you know? I'm trying, Addie. I know it might not seem like it, but I am. Because I don't want to lose you." Derek leant in and pressed a soft kiss against her lips, smiling slightly as he pulled away. "I have surgery, I'm not running, I'm not avoiding this or you, but I do have to go. When I'm done, if you're free, we could talk?"

"Talking is good. So is food." She half suggested with a smile on her face as she looked up at him.

"Talking and food. Sounds like a date." He replied, a smile clear across his face.

"A date." Addison repeated, grinning at her husband as he kissed her once again before walking off down the hallway. Saying those three words wasn't going to suddenly make everything alright again, but at least he was willing to try.

The next few hours seemed to drag on forever in Addison's opinion, she had a couple of patients she needed to check on, then she went and sat in the gallery watching Derek's surgery for an hour, before going to do more work. It was driving her crazy, she needed Derek, but he wasn't around. The last thing she wanted was New York all over again, because losing Derek wasn't something she wanted. The guy may be cocky and arrogant, but he was Derek. He was her Derek.

As she sat at her desk, reading through a magazine, head buried in her hands with only enough room for her to see the magazine, Addison heard a soft laugh as her office door opened. "Shut up." She muttered, looking up from the magazine to Derek who was standing in the doorway.

"Hey to you too." He greeted her, walking into her office and letting the door close behind him. "Busy?"

"Of course." She answered with a smile as Derek walked around the desk so that he was standing beside her. "Are you done now?"

"All yours for the rest of the night." Derek said as he ran his fingers slowly through her hair.

"Talking and food, huh?" Addison asked with a hopeful smile as she looked up at her husband.

"Can we do something I want to do?"

"Does it involve food?"

"It can involve food."

"Does it involve talking?"

"The talking is still there, I'm not avoiding." He stated with a smile on his face as Addison stood up from her chair.

"What is it?"

"Since it's actually a nice night in Seattle, one of those rare things, can we go and watch the ferryboats?"

Addison couldn't help but smile at the sound of his voice and the way his eyes seemed to light up at the thought og going to watch the ferryboats. He was like a kid, but ferryboats were Derek's thing. "Can we get some food for when we watch them?"

"Definitely. I wouldn't want my wife complaining that I've been making her starve. Talking, eating and watching the ferryboats. I'm quite a lucky guy really." He chuckled slightly and pressed his lips against Addison's forehead as she leant into him slightly.

"You know how to treat a girl."

"I'm making sure I don't do anything wrong. I almost lost this woman who I'm absolutely head over heels in love with, but I got her back. I'm not going to make the same mistake again." Derek replied, his tone now serious. He meant it, he wasn't going to make the same mistake, he wasn't going to do anything wrong, at least not on purpose.

"Head over heels in love with?" Addison teased with a grin on her face.

"Well and truly." Derek agreed.

"She must be one lucky girl."

"I hope she thinks so."

"She does, I know it." Addison leant up and pressed her lips to Derek's, this time with a little more force than usual, her arms sliding over his shoulders as she held him close. She needed this, it wasn't much, just a kiss, but she needed to feel close to Derek, for him to prove to her that this wasn't it for them. So far, he was definitely doing that.

Told you it was crap. I'll update soon, tomorrow hopefully. And it will be better.