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10 December 2006 @ 06:35 pm
Emerald City Bar  
The bell above the door rang as Addison quickly entered, trying to get out of the rain. She quickly scanned the bar for the one person she came there for.

She wasn't even sure why she was doing this. Well, she did know. She was doing this for Derek, but really, she shouldn't be. Right? Addison wasn't his wife anymore (at least she wouldn't be his wife anymore a couple days from now when they go to meet with the lawyer). She didn't have any claim to him. She didn't have any responsibility towards him, and yet here she was.

Addison loved him still and she would go through hell and back for him (she kind of already had). She hoped that deep down somewhere, he was still her Derek and that they could possibly work their way to being friends again. When their marriage fell apart, Addison had lost her best friend and her husband. Now, she only wanted to be able to hold onto one of them.

Her eyes finally fell on Derek who was sitting at the counter, nursing another glass of alcohol. She frowned as she went over to his side. "Derek?" she said softly, feeling all the eyes from people who work at the hospital on them. Derek just had to pick the one bar everyone from the hospital went to.
 
 
 
dr_shep on December 11th, 2006 03:41 am (UTC)
After ending the phone call with Addison, Derek had sat there, drink in hand, thinking about her coming. He'd called her because she was Addison. The first person he thought of when something was going wrong. The first person he thought of when he needed comfort, or company.

It had taken her awhile to arrive, so his mind had languidly moved to other topics (like Meredith and the vet). So, when Addison softly called his name Derek looked up, more than a little surprised.

He blinked twice to focus and gave her a smile, "Addie."
xaddis0nx on December 11th, 2006 04:18 am (UTC)
"Derek, what're you doing?" Addison asked, taking his glass away from him and setting it on the counter away from his reach. She looked at him quizzically.

Addison still didn't understand why he was doing this to himself, or why he'd broken up with Meredith. He was free from her, from his obligation, and yet he chose not to be with Meredith. She just didn't get it.
dr_shep on December 11th, 2006 04:25 am (UTC)
"I..." Derek paused, leaning forward to reclaim his glass unsucessfully, "Am getting drunk, Addison."

As he looked at her, Derek momentarily wondered why she was here (besides saving him from himself). They'd made it very clear that their marriage was over; she had no reason to come and take care of him.

Besides, he thought bitterly, wasn't she supposed to be at her hotel room doing Mark?
xaddis0nx on December 11th, 2006 04:32 am (UTC)
Addison narrowed her eyes at him and let out a sigh. "Well apparently you've succeeded at that, so it's time you go home, Derek," she said assertively.

Grabbing onto his arm, she tried to get him to stand up.
dr_shep on December 11th, 2006 04:46 am (UTC)
Derek shrugged his shoulder, attempting to remove her hand, "Let me finish my drink, Addison."

The idea of Addison coming to get him had been a really good one in Derek's mind. At least until she had decided to seperate him from his glass and attempted to move him from the bar.
xaddis0nx on December 11th, 2006 05:17 am (UTC)
She tightened her grip on his arm and continued to pull him away from the counter and his drink. "No, Derek. I think you've had enough for tonight."

Addison still didn't know the reason for his drunken stupor, and she knew she probably wouldn't be getting that answer tonight, not when he's in this state. She knew she just needed to get him home and away from all this alcohol before he did something stupid.

Pulling on him harder, she finally succeeded in getting him off of the stool. "C'mon Derek, let's get you home," she said softly. Everyone's eyes were still on them, but at this point she just didn't care.
dr_shep on December 11th, 2006 05:27 am (UTC)
Derek stumbled as Addison forcefully pulled him from the stool and he grabbed onto her to steady himself. He straightened himself up slowly, holding onto her arm to keep himself steady.

"Jeez," He glared at her, "Aren't you supposed to be throwing Mark around like that?"
xaddis0nx on December 11th, 2006 05:49 am (UTC)
Addison froze when Derek mentioned Mark. He wasn't even supposed to be here. She shouldn't have called him in the first place, but he wasn't supposed to stay. It was a drunken mistake and now she was paying for it. She wondered if Derek would feel this way later.

"I'm not with Mark and I'll never be with Mark," she said assertively with a certain air of seriousness. Addison could have said the same for him; why was he here instead of Meredith, but she wasn't one to say something like that. She wasn't the drunken idiot tonight.
dr_shep on December 11th, 2006 05:57 am (UTC)
Even in his drunken state, Derek could see that Addison meant what she was saying. It was even remotely comforting. As horrible as it was, he wanted Addison to be alone. He'd been with her for 12 years and still felt some sort of claim on her. If she wasn't with him, she shouldn't be with anyone.

He nodded, still holding onto her as they made their way through the bar, "See, you should drink with me. Being single is easier drunk."
xaddis0nx on December 11th, 2006 06:25 am (UTC)
Addison had to laugh softly at his statement. She wished being single after eleven years of marriage was made easier in some way, but she knew that it wasn't. Being drunk certainly hadn't helped her; it only worsened her problems, or at least added more to them.

"Getting drunk doesn't solve anything, Derek," she said as they made their way to her car. Both of them were getting wet even with the umbrella since Addison was trying so hard to keep him upright while holding it and his arm simultaneously.
dr_shep on December 11th, 2006 06:37 am (UTC)
Derek shook his head emphatically, throwing himself off-balance in the act and grabbing onto Addison more than he already was to keep himself upright.

He had to disagree. Being drunk was solving a lot of things. He'd almost forgotten about Mark and Meredith and the vet, and he almost didn't remember how much Addison's disappointment had hurt him. Besides, when he was sober, Addison hadn't been at his side (and it felt more right than he cared to admit).

"Yes it does." He argued.
xaddis0nx on December 11th, 2006 06:47 am (UTC)
"It may seem like that right now," Addison said, opening the passenger side door, "And it may seem like your problems are all gone, but you'll soon find out that you'll wake up to them and possibly more."

Addison looked at him sadly as she got him situated in the car, buckling his seatbelt before closing the door and making her way quickly to the other side and sliding in herself. She put the key into the ignition and turned on the heater, glancing over at Derek before she started backing out of the parking spot.

She was still clueless as to why Derek was so keen on being drunk. Looking at him again in his drunken state, she knew that if she asked, his answers would be beyond truthful. She stayed silent for a moment, contemplating on whether she should be that devious. It wasn't her place to know anymore, but she asked anyway.

"So why exactly...are you single?"
dr_shep on December 11th, 2006 06:55 am (UTC)
Derek slumped in the seat, his head resting back against the fabric as Addison reached around him and buckled the seat belt. He looked over at her as she guided the car, needing a stationary object to focus on (and enjoying the sight of Addison quite a bit.

It took Derek a few moments to register what she was asking and a few more to formulate a response.

"You told me not to hurt her, and I disappointed you. I couldn't do that again."
xaddis0nx on December 11th, 2006 07:21 am (UTC)
Addison felt her eyes glazing over with tears and she reached up to wipe them away so her vision was clear enough to drive. Why exactly she was being so emotional, she wasn't too sure. Maybe it was the fact that he'd done something for her, or that she knew she shouldn't be taking him home because that home couldn't be considered hers anymore.

Sighing, she kept her eyes on the road. She could have asked why, suddenly, was he making decisions on account of her, but she decided against it, knowing that it wasn't a topic they should broach while she was driving.

She stayed quiet for a moment longer before asking, "What if--What if you hurt her when you broke up with her, Derek." She paused to think of what she needed to say next. "You love her...you shouldn't just give that up," she said softly.
dr_shep on December 11th, 2006 07:30 am (UTC)
Three or four glasses of scotch earlier, Derek would never have answered this question and certainly not honestly, but he was drunk. So, when he answered he didn't hold back or censor his speech, or even consider doing so.

"No one ever had to tell me not to hurt you." He told her the first thought that had come into his mind after she'd walked away in the hospital earlier in the day.
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