AN: I stopped listening to my professor about 5 minutes into her discussion, so I pulled my iPod out and watched the Sound of Music. When the movie ended, I tried writing because I was still suuuuuperrrr bored. So I wrote. And this is what came of it. It's pretty.... lame? I don't know. Product of my boredom, I suppose. But just the same, I hope you guys like it. :)

- I don't own the Sound of Music of Grey's Anatomy. All I own is my iPod.

Addison shuffled her feet in an attempt to keep her balance, not appreciating the knock on her door at such an ungodly hour. She tightened her robe around her waist, and checked her appearance in front of the mirror hastily. She had a rough day at work the day before, and all she wanted was to sleep on it.

The knock came again, and she rolled her eyes. "I'm coming!" she yelled, muttering curses under her breath. Her face sank when she saw who was behind the door. "Oh. It's you," she said flatly.

Derek flashed her a grin. "Yup. It's me. Were you expecting anyone else?" he questioned.

She suppressed another eye roll and stood up straighter. "It's one in the freakin' a.m., Derek. I wasn't expecting anyone. At all."

He smirked, eyeing her death grip on the doorknob and noticing the way she leaned on the doorframe. "Are going to let me in?"

"Why?" She was honestly too tired for visitors. She had gotten off from a 72-hour shift, and really, all she wanted was rest.

"I heard about your patient today," he said simply. "I wanted to make you feel better."

Addison raised a brow at him. "You can leave now and let me go back to sleep. That'll make me feel better. Really."

He grinned wider. "Nice try, Adds. I'm not going anywhere." He paused, taking in her appearance and shifting his weight as he carried a brown paper bag in his arm. "Come on. I brought Ben & Jerry's. And a movie."

"What flavor?"

"Cherry Garcia," he smiled, knowing she was caving in. "Just the way you like it."

"And what movie?" she asked curiously.

Derek fumbled through the brown paper bag and held up and DVD for her to see. "What else? The Sound of Music. I know you have a secret kink for Julie Andrews."

She looked thoughtful for a moment and sighed, stepping aside to let him in. "Eleven years did teach you something," she remarked, bolting the door to her apartment.

He shrugged, laying the bag on the counter and shedding off his coat. "Like how to make the woman whose heart is made of stone feel better."

She scowled as she grabbed two glassed from the cupboard and poured them both some wine. "It's not hard to please the Ruler of all that is Evil. The Sound of Music, Cherry Garcia…. And sex. Mind-blowing sex," she said seriously.

He laughed, settling himself on the couch after he'd loaded the disc. "Sex. I like that. I came fully prepared, then. I got you the ice cream, the movie, and I'm fully equipped for mind-blowing sex."

She merely smiled and settled herself beside him on the couch, curling her legs to keep her warm. Handing him the glass of wine and a spoon, she laid her head contentedly on his shoulder. "Maybe. If you and I get lucky," she said, digging her spoon into the soft-enough ice cream.

He kissed her forehead and wrapped an arm around her shoulder. "We're doing good at the friends thing, don't you think?"

Addison nodded, her eyes transfixed on the Austrian Alps flashing on the screen. "We are. And maybe when we get better at it, we could go to Austria," she said, pointing to the screen.

"So you can sing do re mi on those steps?"

She laughed. "No, so we can sing that song in the gazebo." She closed her eyes in thought, furrowing her brow. "What's that song called again?"

"Sixteen going seventeen?" he tried, taking a sip of his wine.

Addison shook her head. "No… It was between Maria and the Captain."

"Ah," Derek smirked, "Something Good."

She smiled at him triumphantly. "And here you say I have a secret kink for Julie Andrews. You're the one of us who knows all the song titles."

"But you're the one who sings it in the shower," Derek countered playfully.

She shrugged. "What can I say? It's comforting."

Derek just smiled and turned his attention back to the screen, stroking Addison's hair as she rested her head on his shoulder. In a matter of moments, their bodies had settled into each other, molding unconsciously and yet so perfectly, like missing pieces of a puzzle.

He would never admit it, but he enjoyed the Sound of Music as much as Addison did. It wasn't because of the movie itself, but what it did for Addison. It had always been her comfort movie, in spite of the fact that she'd seen it more than 300 times. Ever since she was young, her eyes never failed to light up at the over-all happiness the film exuded, and the hope it gave her during her loneliest moments.

They had been watching a full two hours when Addison shifted. "This feels nice," Addison admitted quietly, stretching her legs and pulling away from Derek.

He glanced up at her face and smiled. "It does. I missed this," he answered. He couldn't keep the longing from his voice. He missed Addison dearly, as a lover. Yes he had her as a friend, but somehow, being friends with Addison was never enough for him.

Addison stood up and walked to the bedroom, coming out with a warm blanket in her hands. She stopped right in front of Derek. "We can't miss it. We're divorced and we're trying to be friends."

He sighed, frustrated slightly. "Maybe we can never be just friends."

She shrugged, unfolding the blanket and once again settling herself next to him, wrapping the flannel sheet around them both. "So if we're not just friends, what are we?"

Derek met her gaze and kissed her forehead. "We're AddisonandDerek."

Sighing, she looked away and turned her attention back to screen. "We can't be AddisonandDerek without being lovers."

"Then let's be lovers, Fraulein."

One would question the seriousness in Derek's tone, considering it hinted of playfulness at the use of such an odd endearment. But Addison knew better and she could see right through him, right through his words and knowing what he was implying. "We can't be lovers, Captain. We screwed up royally. Twice, even."

"Third time's the charm," he stated, smiling widely.

"Shut up," she said, rolling her eyes and once again trying to concentrate on the film.

Derek turned his attention back to the screen and realized why Addison was so intent on concentrating. He reached for the remote and increased the volume, knowing it was Addison's favorite scene. It was that scene in the gazebo where the Captain proposed to Maria and they sang her favorite song.

Her eyes flickered on the screen and sighed, knowing she couldn't every well concentrate on the scene as Derek's words and demeanor flashed through her head. Surprising him, she grabbed the remote and hit pause, facing Derek. "What do you want from me, Derek?"

Surprised, he took her hands in his and brought them to his lips. "What I'm trying to say is… we won't get rid of each other completely and I just… I believe we aren't done yet."

"Aren't done yet?" she asked incredulously. "How can we not be done yet? We're divorced, and we screwed up."

"But we still love each other," he whispered, meeting her gaze.

Her eyes widened at Derek's statement. "Excuse me?"

"I'm still…" he paused, somehow not believing he was finally admitting what he'd been keeping hidden for so long. "I'm still in love with you. And I know, deep down, you still love me too."

She was quiet, shocked quiet, allowing Derek's words to sink in. She couldn't quite comprehend how an innocent movie night came to that. She sighed heavily, not knowing what to say. So once again, she reached out and grasped the remote, resuming the film.

Derek tried to suppress the disappointment, pulling her closer to him. He couldn't believe she said nothing to the fact that he had basically poured his heart out. "Just because you ignored me now, doesn't make the fact any less true," he whispered, his gaze falling to the TV screen.

If she heard her, she gave no indication of it. She merely transfixed her eyes to screen and concentrated on the fantasy of a Captain Von Trapp and Maria sort of love story. It was something she'd always held on to because it showed her how two people were destined to be, as if it were written in the stars. She was startled somewhat out of her thoughts by Derek's chest vibrating against her ear.

"For here you are, standing there, loving me," Derek sang, in perfect synchrony with the Captain. "Whether or not you should…"

Addison looked up, entranced by his singing voice. She would never tell him, but he was more than just a decent singer. He had a lulling baritone that never failed to make her heart melt. When she had married Derek, watching the Sound of Music evolved into something else, like it had acquired a whole new meaning for her. She loved how he would sing along, his voicing drifting her to a land of comfort and security.

"But somewhere in my youth, or childhood.."

"I must have done something good," she whispered, setting her palm on his cheek.

He looked at her and pulled her closer so her head was resting on his chest. "I love you, Addie. I know… I know that right now, you don't trust me to not break your heart. But this time around, it'll be different. I promise." He took her hands and met her gaze. "Think about it. We could go back to where we were."

"I don't know if—"

"Don't lie to me Adds," he pleaded, fixing a strand of her hair and settling it behind her ear. "Don't lie to me and tell me you don't want this, too."

"I want this, Derek. I do. But… I'm not strong enough to give you that chance again," she admitted, mentally kicking herself for admitting weakness. It was something she did not tolerate.

"Oh come now, Fraulein," he said, trying to lighten the mood. "Where's the risk-taking Addison I married?"

"Where's the Derek I married?" she asked, her eyes full of pain. "I can't… love you for who you can become, Derek. I don't want to expect you to change. I want to love you for who you are, but it's hard because I'm in love with who you used to be."

"People change, Addie. I can change back and—"

"I don't want you to change," she said forcefully, interrupting him. "I don't want you to change. Not for me anyway."

He shook his head. "But you make me want to change, to be a better man," he stated, gesturing to the screen. "Like Maria did for the Captain."

Addison rolled her eyes. "There's a reason their love story's a movie, Derek. It's because… that's just it, it's a movie. It can't happen in real life. You can't change that much. And I can't change back, too. We're different people."

"But we love each other."

"Derek…"

"Nothing comes from nothing," he continued. "Remember? We can move forward. I want to move forward. With you."

She closed her eyes, willing her tears not to fall. "And what if we can't? Then we just hurt each other again?"

"When the Lord closes a door, somewhere He opens a window."

"Stop!" she cried. "Stop! Stop quoting the damn movie! This is serious, Derek! This is the rest of our lives we're talking about!"

"I'm quoting the movie to drive a point, Addison!" he exclaimed, slowly feeling exasperated. "It all worked out in the movie, why can't it work out for us?"

"Because," she whispered. "I'm not a virtuous, patient and religious nun-turned-baroness, and you're not a whistle-blowing, righteous and with seven children sea captain. It worked for them because they fit."

"And we don't?"

"You know we don't."

Derek reached his hand up and stroked her hair. "You're not virtuous. But you're a wonderful, forgiving and talented woman. You're Dr. Addison Montgomery. It doesn't matter that you're not a nun, or that we had our fair share of affairs. What matters is that you're willing to fight and not flee. And me, I'm not a father to seven children, I don't blow whistles, and I'm not a sea captain. But I can command an OR, be loving and caring and can really give you that mind-blowing sex you always want." He paused, closing his eyes in thought. "I can make you happy, Addie, the way you make me. We fit, Addie. We complement each other well."

"Then why did we get divorced?"

"To make us realize that we actually do… complement each other, that is. Come on, Adds. What do you say? We'll… take it one day at a time. We'll do couples counseling and talk every night and have sex every night. All I want is one chance. One more chance, which I promise not to screw up."

Addison sighed, lifting her head from his chest. "Nothing comes from nothing?"

He nodded, encouraged. "Nothing comes from nothing. We'll move forward."

She thought about it, a million things running through her head. Giving Derek another chance could possibly ruin the strength she had worked for these past months. She would once again change into another Addison, someone who could be hurt more deeply and easily. But she loved Derek, and no matter what kind of pain they put each other through, she would always spend the rest of her life wondering what if. But at that moment, she had to power to not think about those what ifs, to change her future into something that could possibly make or break her. Knowing she could quite possibly regret not giving him a chance, she sighed. "Promise not to screw up anymore, Captain?"

"I promise, Fraulein."

She smiled slightly and kissed him lightly on the lips. "Then I must have done something good. We'll be doing something good."

He laughed and kissed her square on the lips, knowing Addison had somehow made a decision. The feeling of her lips beneath his sent a rush of emotions through him, making him even more determined to hold on to her, to be that man to take care of her forever. He deepened the kiss, pulling away when he felt her fidget slightly. "Something wrong?" he asked, afraid that she'd changed her mind.

She shook her head. "No. But I was thinking... Ice cream's finished, the movie's done...maybe it's time for that mind-blowing sex now."

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