A/N: *ducks from the flying objects I'm sure you're throwing at me for not updating for a week* Life took over unfortuantly :/ I will update next weekend, I promise!

Just over a week later, Addison sat in Pete's kitchen with her chin resting on her fist while she watched him clear up after dinner. He had protested the instant she had tried to help and insisted she sat down.

"Desert?" He looked at her over his shoulder as he washed the dishes.

"What have you got?" Addison asked and lifted her chin off her fist.

"There are some cupcakes on the isle over there." He motioned. She nodded and made her way over to the packet of cupcakes before she took two out and held one out for him.

"Thanks." He smiled softly and dried his hands before he took hold of it. Addison seated herself back at the table before she took a bite. "There's something I wanted to tell you." Pete began as he took a bite of his cupcake.

"Hmm?" She looked up at him as she slowly pulled the case off the cupcake.

"I've got this ten-year-old patient that's been coming in for a couple of months now and his mum asked me if I wanted to get a drink together tomorrow night," he explained as he looked at her. "I said yes. I hope that's okay."

"Oh, right, okay." Addison paused her actions and looked up at him.

"It's just drinks, no big deal." Pete shrugged slightly.

"Yeah, I guess not," she replied shortly and placed her cake down on the table. Pete nodded and took another bite of his cupcake. "What does her son think of these drinks?" she asked.

"I don't think he knows about them."

"Don't you think he should?" There was suddenly anger bubbling inside of Addison.

"No." Pete shook his head. "As long as it's nothing serious I don't think a child should know that."

"And what if it does become serious?" She turned her head and looked at him.

"It won't. But if it should then he would know."

"It won't?" She raised an eyebrow. "What makes you so sure of that? Clearly there are intentions behind all this."

"I told you it's just drinks. I'm not looking for anything serious right now."

"Really?"

"Yes." Pete nodded. "We're trying to have a baby. It would only complicate things if I started a relationship with someone right now."

"Exactly. We're trying for a baby. You shouldn't be out there looking for women."

"But I'm not." He looked at her.

"You're going for drinks with her. It's not going to be just one night, is it? It's never just one night."

"I just asked you if it was okay if I went out with her."

"You didn't give me much choice there." Addison stood from her seat in irritation and brushed crumbs off her lap.

"I asked you." Pete looked at her in disbelief. "I won't start anything with her so what's the problem?"

"No, you said 'I hope that's okay' you didn't ask!"

"You could have said it's not okay."

"And sounded like a bitch?"

"I asked because I care about what you think."

"We're not in a relationship, Pete," she snapped.

"No, but we're trying to have a baby together."

"What does it matter?" She threw her arms up in frustration. "We're only creating a life together, not getting bloody married. Do what you want."

"Great." Pete tensed as he watched her. "I will."

"Good. I'm glad we understand."

"I don't know why you have to make such a big deal out of it."

"I'm not making a big deal," she protested and crossed her arms across her chest.

"Yes you are." He nodded. "You're pissed because I'm having drinks with another woman."

"I'm not expecting you to understand. You're a guy."

"What difference does it make?"

"Every bit of difference!" she yelled.

"What's the matter with you all of a sudden?" Pete raised his voice as she began to yell.

"What's the matter with me? What's the matter with me?" Her voice rose even more and she clenched her hands into fists.

"Yes! All I did was tell you that I'm having drinks tomorrow night!"

"Argh!" Addison threw her hands up in frustration and turned her back on him.

"Where are you going?" Pete watched her.

"I'm not going anywhere! Do you see me walking somewhere? No!"

Pete sighed and crossed his arms in front of his chest as he leaned against the counter. Addison kept her back to him which reduced her want to slap him hard across the face.

"Can we calm down about this." He watched her.

"What does it matter?" she snapped and turned to face him again, her cheeks rosy in anger.

"What are you so mad about for God's sake?"

"Everything! I'm not asking you to understand, Pete, because you never could."

"Of course I could, you're not even trying to explain it to me!"

"You're a guy," she pointed out, her finger pointing at him, "you have three things on your mind and that's it. You don't understand things like this."

"Oh really? What's that? Sex, sports and food? Is that how you see me?"

"That is a guy for you!" Her arms waved about as she spoke. "You don't do emotions."

"What the hell are you talking about?" Pete's jaw tensed as he looked at her.

"This!" She waved her arms between them.

"I am asking you to explain it to me!"

"What's the point? You'd never understand anyway."

"You won't even give me a chance!"

"I know it'll be useless!"

"Then what are we even doing here?"

"You know what?" Addison let her shoulders sag. "Maybe this was a stupid idea in the first place." She looked at him for a few seconds before she grabbed her bag and pushed past him out of the house.

"Wha-" Pete trailed off as he looked after her in disbelief, but she had already pulled out of his drive and started along the road before he had a chance to catch her.

The next morning Addison was sat on one of the exam tables in the practice for her appointment with Naomi. Her thoughts were elsewhere as she stared ahead of her and said nothing.

Naomi glanced at her friend as she prepared for the check-up. "Everything alright? How are you feeling with the hormones and all?"

"Huh? What?" Addison turned her head to look at Naomi.

"Are you alright?"

She let out a sigh and briefly closed her eyes. "Pete and I argued last night."

"You did? What about?" Naomi frowned.

Addison sighed again. "He's going to have drinks with a woman."

"Oh." Naomi turned to face her completely. "What woman?"

"Some woman." Addison shrugged. "She's the mother of one of his patients I think."

"And you don't want him to have drinks with her?"

"We're trying for a baby right now. I thought that he'd wait, you know."

"Yeah." Naomi nodded.

"I got angry and we argued."

"How bad of an argument was it?"

Tears threatened to fall as Addison lifted her head to look at her friend. She felt so stupid.

"Oh, Addi," Naomi sighed and walked closer to her friend to comfort her.

Addison sniffled and wiped at her eyes. "I told him that maybe this was a stupid idea," she whispered.

"What did he say?" She lifted a hand to place it on Addison's shoulder.

"I don't know. I stormed out before he had a chance to reply. I was just so… I don't know what I was, what I felt," she admitted and gave a small shrug.

"You're hormonal right now." Naomi looked down at her friend. "Is he still coming to the appointment?"

"I don't know," Addison whispered and looked down at her hands as more tears threatened to fall. "I wouldn't blame him if he didn't."

"Well, we can wait a little longer if you'd like," she spoke softly.

"Do you think he'll come?"

"I know that he wants to be here."

Addison nodded slowly and looked at her friend. "I screwed up."

"It was just a fight, you can sort it out." Naomi looked back at her.

"What if we can't? What if I've lost my chance?"

"You can still try for a baby."

"It won't be the same," Addison whispered and shook her head. "I'd be a single mother then."

"Look, you and Pete will be fine, okay?" Naomi looked down at her. Addison gave a small shrug of her shoulders and looked down at her hands.

"Just talk to him."

"And what if he doesn't want to talk to me, Nae? What if he hates me now?"

"Pete doesn't hate you, sweetie, I promise. If he doesn't want to talk you just give him some time. But he'll understand."

Addison nodded slowly and swallowed the lump in her throat. She didn't want to cry anymore.

"Shall we start with the check-up?"

"I guess."

Naomi gave her a small smile and turned back to the counter when the door behind her opened. Addison didn't bother to look up sure it was Dell giving Naomi some information about another patient.

"Hey." Pete was out of breath as he closed the door behind him. "Sorry I'm late."

The sound of his voice made Addison's head snap up instantly. "Pete," she whispered and trailed off before her cheeks flamed red.

"Hey." He looked at her before he frowned. "Have you been crying?"

"I'm fine." She sniffled again and shook her head before she dropped her gaze back to the floor. Pete gave a sigh and walked closer to the exam table. Naomi gave her friends a smile before she started the check-up.

When Addison and Pete left the exam room after the check-up Pete turned to face Addison in the hallway. She kept her gaze down on the floor and continued to walk slowly to her office. She knew they needed to talk but she didn't want to.

"Addison." He watched her.

"I…I have patients," she tried weakly.

"So you can't even talk to me now."

Her cheeks flamed once more and she felt the tears prick the back of her eyes.

"If you don't want me to see her, I won't."

"No." Addison shook her head. "Don't let me stop you. It's fine, really."

"It's obviously not fine." Pete watched her.

"No, it is. I overreacted." She reached for the door to her office and pushed it open. She did not want to have the conversation in the hallway.

He walked after her and closed the door behind him. "Do you really think this is a bad idea? Because I'm not going to walk away now."

"No." Addison shook her head and eased herself down on her chair behind her desk. "I don't think it's a bad idea. I didn't mean that last night. I'm not sure where it came from," she admitted.

"So, you just got angry and started yelling for no reason?"

A sigh escaped her lips as she leaned back and she slowly looked up at him. "I guess so." Pete looked back at her and gave a small nod. "I just… I overreacted," she repeated. "I didn't mean what I said last night. Honestly, you can go for drinks with her."

"I already cancelled." He shrugged.

"Oh." She nodded and felt a weight lift itself off her shoulders. "You didn't have to do that."

"I know, but I wanted to. We're trying for a baby and you come first right now. I don't want you to get all worked up about things that don't matter."

"I shouldn't come first." She shook her head. "I'm not a priority for you. You're not bound to me. I can take care of myself. Anything would have wound me up last night."

"You are a priority if you're going to be the mother of my child."

"I'm not the priority, our baby is."

Pete sighed and shook his head at her as he glanced down.

"It's fine, Pete."

"Yeah."

"Good." She nodded.

"I guess I'll see you later then." Pete turned to leave the office.

"Lunch?" she asked.

"Yeah, sure."

"My treat." She looked up at him.

"We'll see about that." He gave her a small smile before he left the office. Her lips curved into a small smile before she turned and began to work.