The Wedding: Chapter 7 Flowers and Kisses
Title: The Wedding Chapter 7
Pairing: Addek
Rating: PG-13, language and adult situations
New chapter! Addie's confused, but I guess that's not really new... :-D Enjoy!!
Disclaimer: I own nothing...unfortunately.
What are you doing? Stop!! This is…this is bad…very bad…wrong, even. Oh…oh my Go-ahhh. Addison’s mind was racing a mile a minute. Her fingers tangled in his thick, dark mane. She was still pressed against the glass, Derek’s mouth upon hers kissing her breathless. One hand was on the small of her back pulling her closer; the other was lazily stroking her thigh and was slowly headed north. Oh, this is nice…No, it’s wrong!...Why is it wrong?....Um…oh, because I’m with, um,…Jake! Right, Jake…but this feels so good. Jake doesn’t feel like this. No, c’mon Addie. Okay, I’ll push him away on three. Derek moved his lips down to her neck and eased down the straps of her dress. Alright, here we go. One, two-oooooo…oh, he hit the spot. Derek had found the spot right behind her ear, the one that made her weak in the knees…the one that Jake still hadn’t found. Derek slipped his hand down her back and around to her sides and slowly began pushing her dress up to her hips. His hand then slid between her thighs to the edge of her panties, which were already embarrassingly wet. Okay, now is the time to stop. I have to stop this, we’re crossing the line. Addison chuckled to herself. Honey, you can’t even see the line anymore. He stroked just along the edge, eliciting a moan from Addison. Maybe one time won’t hurt…
BEEP-BEEP-BEEP.
“Oh. OH! Um, my pager.” The spell broken, Addison pushed Derek away and went in search of the device.
“Is it important?” he murmured coming up behind her.
She quickly moved away and began gathering her things, “Yes, 911. I gotta go.”
“Addie…” She’s freaking out. Why is she freaking out? What happened?
Addison pulled her dress back down and opened the door to her bedroom and ran into Gwen. “Whoa, where’s the fire?”
“I, uh, I got paged, so I gotta go,” Addison stammered, not meeting her eyes as she pulled up the straps on her dress.
Gwen silently took in Addison’s tousled appearance. “Okay, drive safely.” Addison nodded and fled as quickly as possible.
Gwen turned to Derek as the door slammed behind Addison and fixed him with her most terrifying glare, “What did you do?”
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“Stupid! Stupid, stupid, stupid…” Addison banged her hand on the steering wheel as she sped towards the hospital. “How could you let that happen?” She sighed as she stopped at a light. “This is absolutely ridiculous. Why is it that the man who is perfect for me does nothing for me, but the man who broke me…” Her mind flashed back to a few minutes before; no one else had ever made her feel that way. She took a deep breath as she parked her car, “Well, time to trade my problems for someone else’s.”
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“What did you do?” Gwen repeated.
Derek looked down at his feet, “Nothing.”
“Derek Matthew Shepherd, don’t make me ask again.”
“I might have kissed her.” he muttered.
“And?”
“And done some other stuff…”
Gwendolyn stared at her son for a moment. Then she stepped forward and smacked the back of his head.
“OW! What was that for?” Derek inquired, rubbing his head.
“I told you to talk to the woman, not fondle her!”
“We were talking…and then not so much.”
Gwen just stared at him incredulously. “Did I teach you nothing about women? Go sit down, I’m going to make us a cup of tea, and then we’re going to talk.”
Addison found an empty on-call room and collapsed on to the bed. Mother and son were resting comfortably and Addie, being the amazing surgeon that she is, was even able to save the woman’s uterus, so that she might give birth again. Her feelings of accomplishment soon faded, and were replaced with her confusion from earlier in the night. How is he still able to affect me like this? Because you love him. Yeah, I do. But love isn’t enough, it wasn’t enough to keep my marriage together. Addison sighed, she’d had this conversation with herself many times before; perhaps it was time for a new perspective. She pulled out her cell and glanced at the time. After hesitating a second, she called speed dial 3.
“Someone better dying,” a groggy voice answered.
“Hey, Ro.”
“Addison? Addie, it is five-fuckin’-o’clock in the morning. What is wrong that it can’t wait another three hours at least?” Robin inquired, not bothering to open her eyes.
“I slept with Derek.”
“WHAT?!!” Robin exclaimed, shooting straight up in bed and turning on her light.
“I assume that woke you up.”
“You slept with him?!”
“No.”
“No?”
“No.”
“You’re Satan, you know that?”
“So I’ve been told.”
“So, what did happen?”
“Ok, well cliffnotes version: Derek showed up at the hospital yesterday. He told me he missed me and that he wanted me back. I told him to go back to Seattle, he showed up at my home, and somehow I began the evening going out with Jake and ended it making out with my ex-husband.”
“Wow…Yeah, that’s a lot to take in before coffee. And I need details, so tell you what I’ll meet you at the café on 8th at 7:30.”
“Alright, see you then.”
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Derek and his mother sat across from one another at Addison’s kitchen table. As he shifted under his mother’s stare he felt like he had regressed about 20 years. “Mom…”
Gwendolyn held up her hand, cutting Derek off. “Derek…What do you want from Addison?”
Derek looked taken aback. “What do you mean?”
“I mean what do you want from her?”
“Are you asking me my intentions with Addison?”
“Yes.”
“Shouldn’t this conversation be the other way around?”
“No. Addison is trying to move on, she is trying to be happy and put herself back together. You, however, are trying to pull her back in. So I want to know, once and for all, what are your intentions?”
Derek looked down at the table and watched his reflection as he spoke. “For a long time, I wanted to forget that she ever existed. I prayed to wake up one morning with a 15 year retrograde amnesia. When I walked into our bedroom that night…” Derek squeezed his eyes shut against the memory. “When she showed up in Seattle, she was dressed in black from head to toe, bold as sin, and the way she introduced herself to Meredith…” Derek chuckled, “I was furious at her, but she was Addison, my Addie. I couldn’t sign the papers then, but I couldn’t forgive her either. So, I was mean and cruel and damn near sadistic.” He sighed, “Then suddenly I was free. One quick and dirty romp in an exam room and I was free of fifteen years of history. Free to be with the woman I love, only to realize that she was the one I lost. Yes, Meredith and I were happy for a time, but once the thrill of the forbidden was gone, and bright and shiny became dull and lifeless, there really wasn’t anything left. I found myself thinking of Addison more and more and missing her. Even with the upcoming wedding, I couldn’t think of anyone but her. I dreamed about her, fantasized about her. I realized that when I saw myself in the future the person sitting next to me was Addie.” He looked up and looked his mother straight in the eye. “I love her, Mom. I always have and I always will. I would do absolutely anything to make her happy. I want to lie next to her every night and wake up beside her every morning. I want a little boy with red hair and a little girl with her eyes. I want barbeques in the backyard with the kids playing by the pool. I finally know what I want, and I want Addison.”
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BAM!
Addison looked up as the large Birkin bag was dropped in front of her face. “Well, good morning sunshine!” Addison grinned.
“Shut up.” Robin plopped down into her chair. “If you weren’t my best friend, I’d cut you for waking me up at five in the morning. Now, spill.”
“Robin, you sell real estate. Of the two of us I think I should be doing the cutting.”
“Yes, well, I need my beauty sleep to sell those properties. Sleep which you interrupted with your crisis, so now let’s talk. I have to be on site by 9:00.”
Addison proceeded to relay the previous day’s events in exquisite detail, over a breakfast of stuffed French toast topped with strawberries and the best cappuccino in the city complete with freshly whipped cream.
Robin sat back and looked at her friend. “Wow.”
“Yeah.”
They set in silence for a moment, and then Robin burst out laughing.
“What?” Addison asked.
“Only you. These things could only happen to you.”
“Thanks, Ro. Big help.”
“Addie, you just need to make a choice. Who do you want to be with? Who makes you happy?” She wiggled her eyebrows. “Who makes your toes curl?”
“ROBIN!!”
“What? I’m trying to help you out Addie. That is an important consideration.”
Addison sighed, “I just don’t want to be hurt again.”
“That’s the chance you take, when you play the game of love and hate.”
Addison smirked, “I’m pretty sure it’s love and war.”
“Not the way I play it.”
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Gwen didn’t say anything for a long time after Derek’s confession. She just examined her son. “This will not be easy.
“I know.”
“You are going to have to fight like hell.”
“I know.”
“She is going to fight you.”
“She wouldn’t be my Addie if she didn’t.”
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Addison walked into her office and gasped. Every available surface was covered with white lilies and roses; with the LA sun shining through her window the effect was rather blinding. This is why she didn’t immediately notice the man standing in the middle of it all, and jumped about a mile in the air when he spoke.
“Addison.”
“Jake…what is all this?”
“Beautiful flowers for a beautiful woman.”
Hmm, corny. And I don’t see any orchids. I can give them to the ladies on the ward. “Well this is certainly a surprise, thank you,” she said giving him a kiss on the cheek.
“You seemed a little down last night, so I just wanted to make you smile.”
“You certainly succeeded.” Addison moved around to her desk and tried to locate her computer under the mountain of flowers.
“I also wanted to see you before I left.”
“Left? Where are you going?”
“I have to go to New York, I should be gone approximately a week, two at most.”
“When do you leave?”
“In about forty-five minutes.”
“And you’re just telling me now?”
“It’s rather last minute, I know. I intended to tell you last night, but our night was cut short.”
“Yeah, Jake, listen about last night-”
“No, Addie, wait please. There’s something that I’ve been trying to ask you for a while now, and each time I plan it, something goes wrong, so please let me just get this out. I love you. I love everything about you from your flaming red hair to your Manolo-clad feet. I love your smile, your walk, your compassion, and your grace.”
“Jake-”
“Addie, I want you to be the mother of my children.” He dropped to his knee in front of her. “Addison Forbes Montgomery, will you marry me?”
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So I'm rather ambivalent about this one. Not my best chapter, but a necessary one nonetheless. For those of you looking for the Addekness, the fun is about to begin. As always, please review!! They inspire me to write, and just basically make life happy! ;-D
Pairing: Addek
Rating: PG-13, language and adult situations
New chapter! Addie's confused, but I guess that's not really new... :-D Enjoy!!
Disclaimer: I own nothing...unfortunately.
What are you doing? Stop!! This is…this is bad…very bad…wrong, even. Oh…oh my Go-ahhh. Addison’s mind was racing a mile a minute. Her fingers tangled in his thick, dark mane. She was still pressed against the glass, Derek’s mouth upon hers kissing her breathless. One hand was on the small of her back pulling her closer; the other was lazily stroking her thigh and was slowly headed north. Oh, this is nice…No, it’s wrong!...Why is it wrong?....Um…oh, because I’m with, um,…Jake! Right, Jake…but this feels so good. Jake doesn’t feel like this. No, c’mon Addie. Okay, I’ll push him away on three. Derek moved his lips down to her neck and eased down the straps of her dress. Alright, here we go. One, two-oooooo…oh, he hit the spot. Derek had found the spot right behind her ear, the one that made her weak in the knees…the one that Jake still hadn’t found. Derek slipped his hand down her back and around to her sides and slowly began pushing her dress up to her hips. His hand then slid between her thighs to the edge of her panties, which were already embarrassingly wet. Okay, now is the time to stop. I have to stop this, we’re crossing the line. Addison chuckled to herself. Honey, you can’t even see the line anymore. He stroked just along the edge, eliciting a moan from Addison. Maybe one time won’t hurt…
BEEP-BEEP-BEEP.
“Oh. OH! Um, my pager.” The spell broken, Addison pushed Derek away and went in search of the device.
“Is it important?” he murmured coming up behind her.
She quickly moved away and began gathering her things, “Yes, 911. I gotta go.”
“Addie…” She’s freaking out. Why is she freaking out? What happened?
Addison pulled her dress back down and opened the door to her bedroom and ran into Gwen. “Whoa, where’s the fire?”
“I, uh, I got paged, so I gotta go,” Addison stammered, not meeting her eyes as she pulled up the straps on her dress.
Gwen silently took in Addison’s tousled appearance. “Okay, drive safely.” Addison nodded and fled as quickly as possible.
Gwen turned to Derek as the door slammed behind Addison and fixed him with her most terrifying glare, “What did you do?”
***********************************
“Stupid! Stupid, stupid, stupid…” Addison banged her hand on the steering wheel as she sped towards the hospital. “How could you let that happen?” She sighed as she stopped at a light. “This is absolutely ridiculous. Why is it that the man who is perfect for me does nothing for me, but the man who broke me…” Her mind flashed back to a few minutes before; no one else had ever made her feel that way. She took a deep breath as she parked her car, “Well, time to trade my problems for someone else’s.”
***********************************
“What did you do?” Gwen repeated.
Derek looked down at his feet, “Nothing.”
“Derek Matthew Shepherd, don’t make me ask again.”
“I might have kissed her.” he muttered.
“And?”
“And done some other stuff…”
Gwendolyn stared at her son for a moment. Then she stepped forward and smacked the back of his head.
“OW! What was that for?” Derek inquired, rubbing his head.
“I told you to talk to the woman, not fondle her!”
“We were talking…and then not so much.”
Gwen just stared at him incredulously. “Did I teach you nothing about women? Go sit down, I’m going to make us a cup of tea, and then we’re going to talk.”
Addison found an empty on-call room and collapsed on to the bed. Mother and son were resting comfortably and Addie, being the amazing surgeon that she is, was even able to save the woman’s uterus, so that she might give birth again. Her feelings of accomplishment soon faded, and were replaced with her confusion from earlier in the night. How is he still able to affect me like this? Because you love him. Yeah, I do. But love isn’t enough, it wasn’t enough to keep my marriage together. Addison sighed, she’d had this conversation with herself many times before; perhaps it was time for a new perspective. She pulled out her cell and glanced at the time. After hesitating a second, she called speed dial 3.
“Someone better dying,” a groggy voice answered.
“Hey, Ro.”
“Addison? Addie, it is five-fuckin’-o’clock in the morning. What is wrong that it can’t wait another three hours at least?” Robin inquired, not bothering to open her eyes.
“I slept with Derek.”
“WHAT?!!” Robin exclaimed, shooting straight up in bed and turning on her light.
“I assume that woke you up.”
“You slept with him?!”
“No.”
“No?”
“No.”
“You’re Satan, you know that?”
“So I’ve been told.”
“So, what did happen?”
“Ok, well cliffnotes version: Derek showed up at the hospital yesterday. He told me he missed me and that he wanted me back. I told him to go back to Seattle, he showed up at my home, and somehow I began the evening going out with Jake and ended it making out with my ex-husband.”
“Wow…Yeah, that’s a lot to take in before coffee. And I need details, so tell you what I’ll meet you at the café on 8th at 7:30.”
“Alright, see you then.”
***********************************
Derek and his mother sat across from one another at Addison’s kitchen table. As he shifted under his mother’s stare he felt like he had regressed about 20 years. “Mom…”
Gwendolyn held up her hand, cutting Derek off. “Derek…What do you want from Addison?”
Derek looked taken aback. “What do you mean?”
“I mean what do you want from her?”
“Are you asking me my intentions with Addison?”
“Yes.”
“Shouldn’t this conversation be the other way around?”
“No. Addison is trying to move on, she is trying to be happy and put herself back together. You, however, are trying to pull her back in. So I want to know, once and for all, what are your intentions?”
Derek looked down at the table and watched his reflection as he spoke. “For a long time, I wanted to forget that she ever existed. I prayed to wake up one morning with a 15 year retrograde amnesia. When I walked into our bedroom that night…” Derek squeezed his eyes shut against the memory. “When she showed up in Seattle, she was dressed in black from head to toe, bold as sin, and the way she introduced herself to Meredith…” Derek chuckled, “I was furious at her, but she was Addison, my Addie. I couldn’t sign the papers then, but I couldn’t forgive her either. So, I was mean and cruel and damn near sadistic.” He sighed, “Then suddenly I was free. One quick and dirty romp in an exam room and I was free of fifteen years of history. Free to be with the woman I love, only to realize that she was the one I lost. Yes, Meredith and I were happy for a time, but once the thrill of the forbidden was gone, and bright and shiny became dull and lifeless, there really wasn’t anything left. I found myself thinking of Addison more and more and missing her. Even with the upcoming wedding, I couldn’t think of anyone but her. I dreamed about her, fantasized about her. I realized that when I saw myself in the future the person sitting next to me was Addie.” He looked up and looked his mother straight in the eye. “I love her, Mom. I always have and I always will. I would do absolutely anything to make her happy. I want to lie next to her every night and wake up beside her every morning. I want a little boy with red hair and a little girl with her eyes. I want barbeques in the backyard with the kids playing by the pool. I finally know what I want, and I want Addison.”
***********************************
BAM!
Addison looked up as the large Birkin bag was dropped in front of her face. “Well, good morning sunshine!” Addison grinned.
“Shut up.” Robin plopped down into her chair. “If you weren’t my best friend, I’d cut you for waking me up at five in the morning. Now, spill.”
“Robin, you sell real estate. Of the two of us I think I should be doing the cutting.”
“Yes, well, I need my beauty sleep to sell those properties. Sleep which you interrupted with your crisis, so now let’s talk. I have to be on site by 9:00.”
Addison proceeded to relay the previous day’s events in exquisite detail, over a breakfast of stuffed French toast topped with strawberries and the best cappuccino in the city complete with freshly whipped cream.
Robin sat back and looked at her friend. “Wow.”
“Yeah.”
They set in silence for a moment, and then Robin burst out laughing.
“What?” Addison asked.
“Only you. These things could only happen to you.”
“Thanks, Ro. Big help.”
“Addie, you just need to make a choice. Who do you want to be with? Who makes you happy?” She wiggled her eyebrows. “Who makes your toes curl?”
“ROBIN!!”
“What? I’m trying to help you out Addie. That is an important consideration.”
Addison sighed, “I just don’t want to be hurt again.”
“That’s the chance you take, when you play the game of love and hate.”
Addison smirked, “I’m pretty sure it’s love and war.”
“Not the way I play it.”
***********************************
Gwen didn’t say anything for a long time after Derek’s confession. She just examined her son. “This will not be easy.
“I know.”
“You are going to have to fight like hell.”
“I know.”
“She is going to fight you.”
“She wouldn’t be my Addie if she didn’t.”
***********************************
Addison walked into her office and gasped. Every available surface was covered with white lilies and roses; with the LA sun shining through her window the effect was rather blinding. This is why she didn’t immediately notice the man standing in the middle of it all, and jumped about a mile in the air when he spoke.
“Addison.”
“Jake…what is all this?”
“Beautiful flowers for a beautiful woman.”
Hmm, corny. And I don’t see any orchids. I can give them to the ladies on the ward. “Well this is certainly a surprise, thank you,” she said giving him a kiss on the cheek.
“You seemed a little down last night, so I just wanted to make you smile.”
“You certainly succeeded.” Addison moved around to her desk and tried to locate her computer under the mountain of flowers.
“I also wanted to see you before I left.”
“Left? Where are you going?”
“I have to go to New York, I should be gone approximately a week, two at most.”
“When do you leave?”
“In about forty-five minutes.”
“And you’re just telling me now?”
“It’s rather last minute, I know. I intended to tell you last night, but our night was cut short.”
“Yeah, Jake, listen about last night-”
“No, Addie, wait please. There’s something that I’ve been trying to ask you for a while now, and each time I plan it, something goes wrong, so please let me just get this out. I love you. I love everything about you from your flaming red hair to your Manolo-clad feet. I love your smile, your walk, your compassion, and your grace.”
“Jake-”
“Addie, I want you to be the mother of my children.” He dropped to his knee in front of her. “Addison Forbes Montgomery, will you marry me?”
***********************************
So I'm rather ambivalent about this one. Not my best chapter, but a necessary one nonetheless. For those of you looking for the Addekness, the fun is about to begin. As always, please review!! They inspire me to write, and just basically make life happy! ;-D