Since Addison is my favorite character this story popped into my head while I was having some slight writer's block on my other story. This takes place after Season 2 final.

Disclaimer: I do not own or having anything to do with the characters or GA

Isn't it Ironic

Derek sat on the bench leaning his elbows on his knees with his head in his hands, his fingers running through the curls in his hair. "Take your juju." Derek was startled to hear his soon to be ex-wife behind him.

He raised his head up and turn toward her. "You heard?" he said grimly, she nodded looking into his pained eyes.

"I'm sorry." She gave him a sympathetic smile, "it never gets easy, does it."

He reached out and took the hot chocolate from her, took a drink and gave her a weak smile. "Thanks, I really needed that," he sighed. He was going to miss having her around. She had managed to convince Richard to allow her to break her contract. She would be heading back to New York once the new neonatal attending arrived. He looked up at her again and could see something else was on her mind. "Okay spit it out," he gave her a sad smile.

She closed her eyes and sighed slightly shaking her head a red lock fell before her face and she quickly brushed it away. "I really don't want to bring this up, but I have the papers." She shrugged dislodging the lock of hair again she pushed it back behind her ear again. "I was bringing them for you to sign when I heard the news." A half smile appeared on her face. "Look I can just leave them with you, and you know, you sign them whenever you are ready."

He shook his head and reached out for the envelope. "Do you have a pen?" She nodded and looked in her purse and pulled out a pen, then handed it to him. He carefully opened the envelope and pulled out the papers then read over them. Finally looking at the bottom of the page he saw her very recognizable signature there Dr. Addison Forbes Montgomery-Shepherd. He stared at the signature and swallowed hard then signed his name next to hers, Dr. Derek James Shepherd. He looked down at the signatures and pursed his lips he could feel the back of his eyes burn. She was being amazing through all this, after that night, the prom, god I was an idiot he thought. But the next morning she simply told him that's enough and asked him for a divorce. She didn't scream or shout or cry, she just told him she had enough and had to move on. She wished Meredith and him well.

He slid the signed papers back into the envelope and handed them back to her with a grim nod and she quietly said, "thank you." She placed the envelope in her purse. "I'll have my attorney file these in the morning." She turned to leave then hesitated at the door, "just promise me you will be happy now." A half smile appeared on her face, and her blue-green eyes started to shine. "That's all I really want," she said with a short nod and she walked out the door.

Derek sat there unmoving watching the door that she had exited, he was torn. On one hand he was happy because Meredith and he could finally be together but he had never wanted to hurt Addison, she was still an important part of his life. He looked down at the hot chocolate in his hand, rose from the bench and drank the remaining hot liquid, then crumpled the cup and threw it in the trash can. He needed to go find Meredith and let her know it was finally over between Addison and himself.

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Addison straightened her shoulders and stood tall she didn't want people around the hospital to see how this was truly affecting her. She couldn't wait for the new attending to arrive so she could get the hell out of here, away from the stares and the whispering behind her back. It was common knowledge around the hospital what transpired the previous week at the prom. All she could do now was try her best to ignore the looks and whispers.

Addison walked up to the nurse's station in the ER and set her purse on the counter. There was a patient Dr. Karev had asked her to consult on. She was taking the rest of the day off, but she still could make time for the consult. She smiled at the petite blonde nurse behind the desk. The nurse looked up at the statuesque redhead and gave her a sympathetic smile and said, "good morning Dr. Shepherd is there something I can help you with?"

"Yes Betty," she said with a smile, it was forced. Betty wasn't fooled she was sure no one was. "Dr. Karev asked me for a consult on Mrs. Rose, could I please have her chart?"

The young nurse handed her the chart. Addison took the chart from her, she tried to keep all emotion out of her face, but she knew exactly what the nurse had been thinking. She didn't want their pity. She pursed her lips and read over the chart.

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Jack Morgan's world had come to an end. He had lost the one thing that had mattered most in his world. His beloved wife was gone and it was his fault, he had told his wife she had time, that she could put off the operation but he was wrong and he was going to make him pay for it. Doctors are supposed know these things. Why did he let her wait, instead he should have insisted that she immediately have the operation. Sure he tried to tell him that the waiting didn't matter. He told him that if she had the operation two weeks ago, it would have ended the same way. He said I should be thankful that I had an extra two weeks with my wife. The moment he said that, Jack knew what he had to do. Dr. Derek Shepherd was going to pay for this, a small smile played across his face as he thought about how he would make the good doctor pay.

Jack's thoughts where interrupted by the nurse's greeting, "good morning Dr. Shepherd is there something I can help you with?" He narrowed his eyes and his head snapped up, but it wasn't him it was a woman. She was a tall redhead. He studied her, the way she dressed, she definitely had style. The nurse had called her doctor as well, so she was most likely a smart woman, too.

A nurse was hurrying past him and he stopped her, "excuse me, is the doctor at the desk any relation to Dr. Derek Shepherd?"

The nurse looked over to the desk and nodded, "that is Dr. Shepherd's wife."

"Thank you," he said politely. A smile played on his lips as he thought about how he would make Shepherd suffer. He was going to make his world crash down around him the same way his had. He slowly rose from his seat and made his way over to the stylish Dr. Shepherd. Shepherd was a lucky man, he was married to a beautiful woman and he was going to make Dr. Shepherd regret this day for the rest of his life. He stood next to the Mrs. Dr. Shepherd. "Excuse me, Dr. Shepherd?"

She turned to face him and he reached into his coat pocket and slowly pulled out a gun then pointed it directly at her. The smile on her face quickly disappeared. He could see the panic in her blue-green eyes. He reached out and wrapped his arm around her shoulder and pulled her to his chest and pointed the gun to her head. "Back away from the phone," he said to the petite blonde nurse. It didn't take long for the people surrounding them to become aware something was wrong. He back away from the desk dragging the woman along with him, she came willingly. People started gathering around them and he shouted, "get Dr. Derek Shepherd now!" He rested the gun against the woman's temple and whispered in her ear, "I am going to make him pay."

Addison was confused the man was clearly crazy why would he pull a gun on her, she knew it was intentional. She knew it because he called her by name. When he whispered in her ear that he was going to make him pay her mind started to race and she whispered back, "who?"

More people gathered around them, she looked about at the faces all familiar to her and they were all struck with fear. Derek came running up and froze immediately when he saw her with the crazed gunman. Meredith pulled up short of Derek. "You're husband, he took the love of my life and now I am going to take his," he growled in her ear.

The love of his life? She could not believe what she was hearing. She tried to stop it but it was of no use she started to laugh, it was uncontrollable she really couldn't help herself it was just so ironic. This man was grieving the death of his wife and his hurt was so deep he wanted to make the doctor who he thought was responsible to suffer in the same way, she continued to laugh.

She could see the shock on everyone's face they probably thought she was as crazy as he was. The laughing made the man snap and he shook her, turned her to face him and then slapped her across the face. She could taste the blood inside her mouth that made her stop laughing. She looked deep into his eyes and said, "I'm really sorry about your loss Mr. Morgan but you picked the wrong woman." Yes she knew who this man was now, he was the husband of the patient Derek had lost on the table that morning. She gave him a weak smile "the only thing Derek will feel about my death is guilt," she said gently.

His eyes narrowed he didn't understand her statement. "He's your husband he is going to feel a hell of a lot more then guilt." They remained facing each other the gun pointed at her head again.

They all stood helplessly by while Jack Morgan held the gun to Addison's head. Miranda held Richard by the shoulder, she knew the man wanted to rescue her but the man holding Addison at gunpoint was crazy, any sudden movement and the unthinkable could happen. George, Alex and Callie stood off to one side. George watched Alex, he noticed him forming a fist at his side he whispered to him, "Don't do anything stupid man." Alex's eyes narrowed as he stared at the two before them. Cristina and Preston stood off to the other side. Cristina could see by Preston's set jaw that he wanted to do something but was feeling helpless. Derek stood motionless in the middle of the group he just looked on at the events unfolding before him feeling powerless to do a thing. Meredith slowly backed up, standing on the outskirts of the crowd, wishing she could be swallowed up by the earth.

They all watched on as the events started to unfold in front of them. "No," Addison shook her head her red hair swinging from side to side. "I'm sorry he won't, we signed our divorce papers today. If anything you'd be doing him a favor," she grinned at him.

His grip on her tightened and he hissed, "I don't believe you; you are only saying that so I will let you go."

She shrugged at him, she was amazed at how calm she had become. "You can choose not to believe me but I have the signed papers, they are in my purse," she nodded over to the nurse's station where her purse still sat on the counter.

His gaze followed hers looking at the purse, he then looked straight at George and yelled at him, "Bring me that purse now!" George slowly walked over to the station picked up her purse and carried it over to the gunman. "Now open it," he snapped. George did as asked and saw the large envelope. He reached in and took the envelope out and held it up to the gunman. "Open it," he shouted. George slowly opened the envelope and pulled out the papers he looked them over, they were exactly what Addison had said they were. He saw both signatures at the bottom of the page, the sadness showed in his eyes as he held them up for the gunman to see.

Jack's eyes narrowed as he took in what the papers meant he looked back at Addison her left hand to her chest that was when he noticed it. Her ring finger had a quarter inch white band of skin shining in contrast to the tan of her hand, you could tell she had only recently removed a ring that had mostly likely been there for a very long time. His gaze moved to her face and he looked her in the eye, he saw the flash of hurt cross her eyes but she quickly covered it. She stared back at him trying to keep a neutral look in her eyes. She could see he still had no intention in letting her go.

"He has someone else doesn't he?" he said quietly. She gave him a short nod. "Who?" he shouted. Addison stiffened. "Tell me who she is now," he shouted again and then pointed the gun to her temple again. She slowly shook her head. "Tell me who she is and I will let you live," he demanded.

Meredith had drifted over to where Cristina and Preston stood she looked on in terror and shrank back. She knew she was going to be next. Addison stood up straighter held her head high and looked directly into Jack's eye and firmly said, "No." He cocked the gun but she continued to stare him down.

She could see the indecision in his eyes so she took a chance, she knew this man had cared deeply for his wife and was devastated. "Mr. Morgan we both know your wife wouldn't want you to do this." She looked pleadingly in his eyes, she could see the emotion in his eyes when she mentioned his wife, so she continued.

The bystanders watched on helplessly, most of them couldn't believe she didn't give Meredith up to the crazed gunman but Derek wasn't surprised. She now leaned into the gunman and started to whisper something in his ear. The gun was still pressed against her head and the emotion played over his face as she continued to talk to him. No one had a clue what she was telling him, but whatever she had said it worked. The next thing they knew he was handing her the gun. Then he buried his face into her chest as he wrapped his arms around her. He started to sob and she wrapped her arms around him and comforted him. The police slowly moved in and pulled him from her. One officer removed the gun from her hand while two others put him in cuffs and read him his rights, then escorted him out of the hospital.

Richard and Miranda reached Addison's side first and quickly escorted her to the nearest exam room. Richard stood outside the closed door while Miranda guided her to the exam table and helped her to sit on the table. Miranda looked into Addison's eyes and saw the façade starting to crack and she wrapped her arms around her friend allowing her to sob into her shoulder.

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A female detective approached Richard and asked if she could speak with Dr. Shepherd. He softly knocked on the door. Miranda opened the door and she looked over at the detective and asked her to give them five more minutes. After the allotted time passed Richard allowed her to enter the room. She held out her hand to shake Addison's hand and introduced herself. "Dr. Shepherd I'm Detective Beckett Sanders I have a few questions for you, if you feel up to it," she said with a smile while shaking her hand firmly. She watched the statuesque redhead. She could tell the five minute wait time was used to get the woman before her back in control of her emotions. She noticed the way she looked her over, she knew she was evaluating her. She smiled at the other woman.

Addison shook the detective's hand, the woman was of average height with shoulder length brunette wavy hair, large hazel eyes and full lips, and she had curves that definitely knew how to accentuate. She stood before her dressed in a dark blue Stella McCartney pinstriped suit with a tight raspberry pink scoop necked t-shirt and four inch Jimmy Choos. That made her smile she wondered how she could run the bad guy down in those. Her badge hung around her neck on a chain and her gun was secured at her side. After giving her the once over she immediately said, "I will not press charges." Miranda tried to protest but she raised her hand and stopped her. "I will not press charges. The man just lost his wife. He will easily be able to make a case for temporary insanity. He was not in control of his faculties and he can not be held responsible for his actions. I was not harmed and he needs medical attention, not jail," she said with a firm nod.

The detective smiled at the woman sitting before her and took in what she had said. She knew she was probably right a good attorney would be able to make a case for temporary insanity, especially if the victim refused to press charges. She looked on at the woman before her and shook her head in amazement. This was not the first time Beckett had stood by helplessly looking on during a hostage encounter. On countless other occasions she had seen people in that same type of situation and the turn of events more often then not turned out violent, someone usually ended up being shot. She smiled at her again. She desperately wanted to know what she had told the distraught man that made him come to his senses. "What did you tell him?" she asked curiously.

She bit her lower lip and glanced over at the detective. "Do I have to tell you?" she asked tentatively.

Beckett gave her a sympathetic smile and shook her head. "No there is no official need to tell anyone what you told him." Then she grinned, "I was just curious to know how you did it."

Addison grinned back at Beckett and her blue-green eyes lit up. "Then I would prefer not to say."

Beckett nodded back at her and said with a smile, "I understand."

Richard poked his head in the room and asked, "Are you about ready to come out Addison we have quite a crowd waiting for you."

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I haven't really decided where I'm going with this story, the only thing I do know is what Addison told Jack.

Please review and let me know what you think.