Disclaimer : I do not own Grey's Anatomy or any storylines used on the show before I posted this (Of course, coincidences are definitely not intended. lol)

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Meredith Grey walked through the hallway, head buried in the chart.

"Hey." a voice greeted her softly. She recognised it. It was the soft, affectionate, slightly fliratious voice of her ex-boyfriend, who happened to be her boss, who happened to be married. She looked up, surprised. Or at least, tried to look as surprise as she can.

"Hey!" she breathed out, just about to explain why she wasn't present that morning to walk Doc with Derek, the elevator bell rang. The door opened and a familiar red head walked right out, towards them. But Meredith didn't notice it until she spoke. "Hey!" She greeted cheerfully, her friendly gaze directed to Meredith instead of Derek. "Hey!" she responded, about to come up with some excuse for standing in front of Derek. Her eyes darted to him almost expecting him to help, but Derek's head was buried into his chart. Ok...

"Uhmm, actually, there's somewhere I need to be." she said quickly, then walked off. Derek looked up from his chart, his eyes shifted between Addison and Meredith quickly and place his focus back onto his patient's chart again. "Uhh, yea. I do, too." he said, then walked into the opposite direction briskly. Addison stood there, mouth gaping open as she watch both person head away from her.

"Yea, well. There's somewhere I need to be... too." she said, mainly to herself.

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You're married, Derek. What are you playing at? We're friends, only friends. You can't keep stringing me along. I need to move on! Meredith thought to herself. Her legs bringing her quickly towards the darkened corridor where empty gurneys were place. The only thing that was lighting up the entire place was probably the vending machine that was leaning against the wall on the opposite side. She needed to be alone, to think. She was slowly getting over Derek, or at least, trying to, and accepting him as a friend only because he offered. Besides, she needed a friend right now. The whole bad-sex-with-George issue was causing her friends to practically turn against her.

She took a turn, heading towards the usual gurney that she sat on for thinking. Meredith looked up, stopping in her tracks when she saw someone already there before her. It wasn't Cristina, it wasn't Izzie, it wasn't Alex, and it definitely wasn't George. The person lifted her head and their gaze locked. Meredith gasped softly.

"Oh, I'm sorry... Dr. Montgomery Shepherd. I thought..." "No, it's alright." she said, brushing a hand through her red hair. "I should just..." "No, it's ok. Stay." Meredith insisted. Addison looked to her for a moment then leaned back against the wall. Her legs were brought up to her chest, her eyes distant. Meredith had definitely not seen her like this before. The Addison she knew, the Addison in front of the many hospital staff was firm, confident and brilliant. That Addison she had seen knew what she was doing each time. Meredith made her way cautiously towards her, then stopped a safe distance away from the gurney Addison sat on, leaning her back against the wall opposite her. There was a moment of awkward silence, but they knew, they were thinking.

"You are his wife." Meredith blurted out, almost too firmly. Surprised, Addison looked up at her. "Sometimes I don't feel like his wife." she said with a shrug. "I'm trying to move on." Meredith admitted, now looking up to face Addison straight on. "You know that, right?"

Addison looked away, her fingers absent-mindedly playing with her wedding ring. "Yea." she said, softly at first, then swallowed. "Yea, I guess."

Meredith pushed herself off the wall and slided up onto the gurney Addison was sitting on. She looked to Addison, waiting for more from the older lady, as though she was expecting Addison to start blaming her for all the distance Derek is keeping with her. But she said nothing.

"What is he playing at?" Meredith finally asked, now leaning against the wall behind her, legs dangling off the edge of the gurney.

Why is she actually talking to me? Addison wondered, but simply shrugged at Meredith's question. There was that moment of silence again. "Meredith..." she said, turning towards the blonde intern. "I'm...I'm sorry if I had cause you any--"

"No, don't be." Meredith cut her off, her eyes now locked with Addison's. "If anyone should be, it's Derek." she explained, almost insisting that it is the fact. "He's stringing both of us along, and I'm sure you know that. He's married to you, he chose you, and yet he's still making eyes at me."

"I guess you can say that." Addison admitted with a laugh.

"It's true, Dr. Montgomery Shep--"
"Addison. We're not being professional now. If I can call you Meredith, you can call me by my first name." Addison smiled. Returning one of her own, Meredith nodded.

"He loves you, you know." Addison said. It hurt her to say it, but it's true. On Christmas Day, out of all days, her husband had admitted to have fallen in love with his girlfriend. Ex-girlfriend. Whatever. Meredith pounded a fist on the gurney they sat on and looked up at the attending.

"I know! And I don't want that!" Meredith said, her eyes flashing with anger and confusion at the same time. "I'm not going to lie, Addison. I still am in love with your husband, but I'm moving on. Trying to move on."

"Maybe I should have made him signed the papers." Addison said, almost softly. "Then maybe all these wouldn't have happened. Then it wouldn't have hurt so bad, for all of us. You know, it probably may have been alot better if he did sign the papers." Meredith only shook her head.

"No! He did not tell me that he was married, you did. And you have every right to fight for your marriage. Whatever you have done in the past, is the past." she said. Addison cocked an eyebrow at the intern. "I know I sound crazy saying this because Derek was my boyfriend, but it's true!"

Addison could only shake her head with a laugh. "You know, Meredith. Sometimes I wish he had signed the papers. Sometimes it's just so hard to have him with me while he's barely there." Then Meredith sat up straight suddenly, her body turned fully to Addison.

"You know what? We should make him choose. Once and for all. You, or me. In front of us, right in our faces." she said, her eyes with determination.

It's too hard. Addison thought. Meredith was right, but she didn't want to stand in front of her husband, with his ex-girlfriend and face the fact that for a 50-percent chance, she is going to hear her husband pick his ex-girlfriend over her, in front of her face. So instead of agreeing, she just shrugged. "You know, maybe we could just help him choose." she suggested, turning to Meredith herself. Their eyes locked for seconds, then Meredith nodded.

"You're right." she said softly, starting to lean forward. Her eyes drifting down to Addison's lips. Before Addison could react, she could feel Meredith's lips on hers, her tongue working to part them. Surprising herself, Addison gave in, kissing back.

The beeping of one of their pagers pierced through the silence, snapping the both of them back to reality. They pulled away, their eyes still locked onto each other's. Addison's hands worked towards the side of her waist and pulled out her pager, her eyes breaking off the connection and looked down.

"I'm sorry. I... I have to go." she said, pushing herself off the gurney and dashed off.

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Author's Note : I got bored, and creative and decided to try something new. I've never written such fics beforeso I'vedecided to give it a try.Not putting a pre-warning at the top was actually intentional because I didn't want you all to know what to expect in the end, you know.I am alsounsure of whether if I should go on with this story because I don't know how you guys will like it. I already have in mind on how to continue the story but still, I'd love to know what you all think.Let me know if you think I should or should not continue with it.)

- Jessica