A/N: First of all I want to apologize for the huge amount of time it took me to get this done. It's kind of becoming a habit for me, not updating stories and all… Anyway, here it finally is.

I don't know yet if this is the last chapter or not, depends on the reviews and whether people still want to read it, so yeah, enjoy!

"So, what's going on between you and 'the help'?" she heard an amused voice behind her.

She turned around and smiled a warm smile at her friend before raising an eyebrow. "Why would there be something going on between us?"

Callie chuckled and leaned next to her against the nurses' station. "Well, even though he was a jerk, I can still see those 'lines of deliciousness', and the way that boy looks at you..."

"He's not a boy, Cal," she told her as she looked down at her chart again, trying to hide the small smile that she felt tugging at the corners of her lips.

Callie rolled her eyes and looked at her. "Not really my point, Addie."

"I know." She smirked at her friend and chuckled at her expression before looking the other way, instantly finding 'that boy's eyes.

He seemed to be deep in thought, since there was an intense far-away look in his eyes and he didn't even notice she was looking back at him. She shook her head slightly and told herself to stop it. He had hurt her enough the first time, was she really that stupid and desperate to give him another opportunity? Since she had been back all he had done was play with her feelings, so no, she wasn't going to let it happen again.

She turned back at Callie with a look of determination in her eyes. "Nothing is going to happen between us again, I'm not going to let him do it again. I'll see you at lunch, okay?"

She looked back at him once more before quickly turning around and walking away. She didn't see how he did notice her looking back at him this time, she didn't see how he sighed in defeat when she turned around.

She walked down the hallway with the tell-tale clicking of her heels following her. Suddenly she felt a strong arm around her waist – an arm that felt very familiar and sent a tingling feeling through her body – and when she looked up she looked right into the eyes of Alex Karev. He smiled genuinely at her and she couldn't help but smile a small smile back at him, he had that effect on her.

She didn't really understand what he was doing – why he was holding her so close to him and smiling at her in that sweet way while they were in a quite busy hallway – until she was suddenly dragged into an empty on-call room.

He closed the door behind them and stared at her with smoldering eyes. Suppressing a shiver she felt the hand that belonged to the arm that was still around her waist draw small circles on her back. Him pulling her flush against him seemed to finally wake her from their 'moment'.

"Karev, what…" she started, but didn't even get any further before his lips cut off the rest of whatever she had been planning on saying – she didn't even remember anymore. Yeah, he was that good.

She didn't respond to the kiss at first, because, well, she didn't know what to do. Her mind was telling her to push him away and tell him once and for all to keep his hands off her and leave her alone, but that, of course, wasn't a very fun prospect.

Then there was her heart that was making much more sense at that moment, because it was simply telling her to give in, since that was what she actually wanted. Or, actually, it wasn't what she wanted, so that wasn't what her heart was telling her… what she really wanted was more, all of him, not just another on-call room moment, no matter how hot it would surely be.

So, basically, both her mind and her heart told her to stop kissing him, now the only problem left was her mouth, because it somehow couldn't stop devouring his. Yeah, her mouth wouldn't listen. It had slowly started to move with his and was now allowing his tongue to enter so the fireworks could officially start, because that was definitely how it felt. Passionate, wanting, fast, mind-blowing, exactly what they had both been craving for the past weeks.

Her hands wandered up his chest to the back of his head where they slowly played with his short hair. His hands had been wrapped around her waist tightly to keep her as close as possible, but one hand crept to her ass and she suddenly came to her senses and broke their kiss off.

"What's wrong?" he asked her breathlessly, his hair ruffled and his eyes dark with lust.

"We-we can't… do this," she told him, trying to catch her breath.

He frowned in confusion. "Why not?"

"Because you can't go and do this now, Alex! Not after…" she started explaining while she tried her best to ignore the way he looked at her with so much adoration and softness or how it felt to be in his arms again.

But, once again, she was interrupted by his lips, slower and sweeter this time. She almost gave in, but no matter how intoxicating his kiss was she knew she had to stop him, so she pushed him away before she would again not be able to resist him.

"No, Alex! You can't just go and kiss me! I'm your boss, not your girlfriend!" she told him furiously, trying to get out of his arms.

He wouldn't let go of her though. Holding her tightly with one arm, he brushed a stray of hair out of her face and stared into her eyes with a sad expression. "I know you're not…" he spoke quietly, letting his fingers caress her cheek.

She took his hand off her cheek and shook her head sadly at him. "I can't let you do this to me again, Alex," she told him softly, before wriggling out of his grip and leaving the room without looking back.

She quickly walked away, in search for Callie.

When she found her friend she all but dragged her into an empty hall way. "Whoa whoa, keep your panties on. What's going on?"

After she had checked if there was really nobody around she explained the recent events. Callie raised her eyebrows and crossed her arms. "That's all?"

She frowned at her friends words. "How do you mean, that's all? I've got a serious problem here, Cal! How can I make sure none of this happens again?"

"I don't see why you would try anything to stop it."

She raised her eyebrows at her friend and looked at her in utter confusion. "I don't think you completely understand what I'm saying here. I need to find a way to stop, whatever is going on between us. And I need your help to do it."

Callie rolled her eyes. "I get what you're saying, but I don't understand why you want to ignore what you're feeling. It's obvious that he has an enormous effect on you and the boy is so lost in you."

"He's not a boy, Cal," Addison told her again, sighing exasperatedly.

Callie rolled her eyes once again. "Again, not really my point, Addie. Don't you see the way he looks at you? He may have hurt you in the past, but don't you think you're just trying to protect yourself from that happening again? Don't you think that deep down you've already forgiven him?"

Addison closed her eyes for a moment, and when she opened them again she suddenly saw the subject of their little discussion standing a couple of feet behind Callie, looking directly at her. Callie noticed her staring and turned around, a small smile appearing on her lips.

She turned around again and looked at her with a knowing expression. "I think I'm going to leave you two alone for a moment."

"No Cal, seriously, I don't want to talk to him yet."

Callie smiled at her. "You're falling in love and you can't deny that," she told her in a sing-song voice before walking away.

She sighed and watched as Alex slowly approached her, not taking his eyes off her for even a second. When he finally reached her he put one hand on her hip while he reached out with the other and cupped her face softly.

She sighed desperately, but leaned into his touch anyway. "What are you doing, Alex?" she asked him softly, tired of fighting him.

He smiled softly at her. "I'm falling in love with you," he told her honestly, causing a surprised expression to appear on her face.

"Are you now? Because before I went to LA I heard something totally different from this certain source…" she spoke, looking at him accusingly.

He nodded at her. "Yeah, that source was lying. You shouldn't listen to him, he's a total jerk," he explained seriously, tucking a strand of red hair behind her ear.

"That source," she started softly, "hurt me."

He nodded slowly and a guilty expression appeared on his face. "He's really sorry, he hates himself for that."

She chuckled before smiling softly at him. "Don't be too hard on him, he's okay when you get to know him, I might even forgive him some day for lying to me."

"Well, I'm sure he'll do anything to get your forgiveness… if you let him…" he spoke nervously, the hope obvious in his voice.

She raised an eyebrow at him and acted like she was thinking about it. "I just might. If he tries really hard, and," she explained in a teasing tone, beaming at him, "you know, if he's serious… about us."

"Oh, he is, he's never been more serious about anyone before," he told her, smiling sweetly at her before pulling her closer and capturing her lips with his once again.

And this time, she didn't resist, on the contrary…

A/N: So, worth another chapter or not? Let me know, it all depends on you!