This one is for abcfunstuff and for anyone else who, like me, can't wait until next week.

All characters and anything related to the show belong to Shonda Rhimes.

Chapter One: Restraint.

Sam held his breath as he gently closed the sliding door that lead to Addison's living room. Relieved to have successfully closed the door without alerting Amelia to his presence, he tiptoed towards the gate that separated her patio from his. Once in the security of his own garden he quickened his pace in order to avoid the early morning chill that seemed to be attracted to his warm skin.

His own bedroom appeared lonely and rejected after a night alone so, in order to fill the emptiness, hit turned on the radio before hoping into the shower. As he stood allowing the water to warm him again his thoughts turned to the day ahead. So much had happened in a month he had been forced to think about how unpredictable life is how, despite his job, he had been caught off guard by Dell's death and Maya's accident. Maya. She was doing great, getting stronger every day and Olivia was perfect. But then there was Dell. Today was about Dell, about Dell's death, no, about Dell's life. Today was about Dell's life, about the kind and helpful person he was, about the devoted dad he was, about the friend he was. Sam inhaled deeply, trying to keep the thought in his mind, pleading with his mind to think the way he wanted it to, today is about Dell's life.

As Sam pulled up outside the cemetery he saw Naomi heading towards the gates. She looked tired, he knew why – she had been doing more than her fair share with Olivia. He was pleased that Naomi had come through for Maya, he understood that it had been a shock for her, it had been a shock for both of them but he knew that Naomi would come round, he knew her and he knew that no matter what happened she would want to be there for her grandchild. He made a mental note to call Dink once he got back to the practice – he wasn't pulling his weight and Sam felt that he needed a push in the right direction. He wanted Dink and Maya to work, he believed in them but he also knew that Dink was still a kid and he wanted to make sure that he stuck by his little girl – or at least attempted to.

"You look tired." he said to Naomi as he caught up with her, his observation was met with the stare he knew all too well, she still knew how to chastise him with a look. "You look exhausted" he continued unperturbed by her gaze.

"We'll I'm flying back and forth to see William" she began "and your grandchild doesn't exactly like to sleep at night."

Sam's concerns about Dink were further strengthened by his ex-wife, it should be Dink supporting his wife and child and he needed to know that.

After talking about Dink Naomi left him and headed towards the others, in that moment he knew that he and Addison had made the right decision in not telling her yet, she was swamped and she needed her best friend more than ever right now.

As Naomi disappeared beyond the gates he spotted Addison emerging from her car. Her timing was perfect, as ever, she had become adept at leaving enough time to allow them to arrive separately and remain undetected by their friends.

"Hello" he greeted her, doing his best to remain composed.

"Hi" her reply was loaded with a sense of mischief and he knew that she was thinking about the way he had woken her up just a few hours before.

His eyes relished the brief opportunity to take her in; she never ceased to look beautiful and today was no exception. Her dark sunglasses obscured her eyes but he was well aware of the expression they were covering. It was the same expression she wore every time they spoke in public – a mix of happiness and composure. They kept it civil and short so as not to blow their cover but he ached to take her arm and offer her the support he knew she needed. He longed to be able to kiss her, nothing explicit he- wasn't one for public displays of affection, just a light kiss that told her he was there for her. He brushed his thoughts aside and comforted himself with the anticipation of the time he knew they would spend together later that evening.