Hey!! This is my first story and I'd really love if you guys would review it! It's about Maddison, because I love them. It's exactly how I wanted them to play out. It's a very fluffy story so I'm not going to go too far in depth for the description. It is loosely based off of the actual episodes from Grey's (emphasis on the loosely.) I will try to get chapter 2 up by tomorrow. Thanks for reading!!
(also I do not own Grey's or any of the Characters from it)
Seattle Grace Hospital was busy as ever. Full of overwhelmed doctors and patients alike. It was their busiest day in a while. They had multiple incoming traumas and what felt like billions of pre-scheduled surgeries. Addison Montgomery was among the frantic doctors, running around and trying to accomplish as much as humanely possible. In a brief moment of down time, she fingered through a chart. When she looked up to tuck a lock of hair behind her ear, she saw something she never thought she'd see again. It was Mark Sloan. The man who ruined her marriage, but made her happier than anyone else. She craned her neck to see what he was doing. All she saw was that he shook the cheif's hand and signed a paper.
Oh my God she thought, he just signed to work at the hospital. Mark... my Mark.
She began to feel a fluttery feeling in her stomach. It was a mix of anxiety, lust, and pure joy. This was so weird for her. She was not a sappy person. Nothing made her giddy anymore. Years of a torturous marriage could do that to someone. But that marriage was over. Her divorce was finalized so maybe she could finally be with Mark. She wanted to run up to him and throw her arms around his neck. It took all of her will-power not to do just that.
She snapped out of her daze and unwrapped herself from her thoughts. She focused her eyes back where she had just seen Mark. He wasn't there.
Did I just imagine that? She thought.
Then, Addison felt a hand on her shoulder, and the contact made her jump. She whipped her head around and was face to face with... Mark.
His eyes captured hers and that feeling in her stomach became even more prominent than before. His beautiful, grey-blue eyes reminded her of a blue sky full of whispy, grey clouds. She couldn't help but notice that they were glassier than normal, though.
"Addie," he breathed, "we really need to talk."
"Alright." she replied, her voice wavering.
She led him to the nearest on call room, locking the door after they entered. "I-I... uh" she couldn't make a full sentence. He tucked that little lock of hair back behind her ear and pressed his long finger to her lips. "Shh," he said "let me do the talking for now." She nodded, complying with his request.
"Addie, I need you to know something."
He's found someone else.
He's sick.
He doesn't want to see me ever again.
The terrible thoughts ran rampant in her head. She began to study his soft features to try and occupy her mind. He opened his mouth to speak again.
"I came here to this rainy, dreary, miserable state for one reason. I'm here for you. You are the only person in this world that could possibly make me happy. Every moment without you is a moment wasted for me. I love you, Addie. God... I love you more than you could imagine. All I want to is to feel you in my arms, and to start a life and family with you. You are my everything Add. My only one. I'll do anything for you. And, well, I know this is a lot, and maybe you don't feel the same way... but I needed you to know." He stopped talking and frantically wiped at his eyes, trying to hide the few tears that had slipped from his eyes.
She sat there, astonished. Her mouth was slightly agape. Again, she wanted to say something but couldn't. She took a deep breath and did the only thing she could think of in that moment. She closed the distance between them and pressed her lips onto his. She could practically see the sparks fly when they touched. The kiss was passionate and fiery, sending a tingly sensation throughout her whole body.
Addison pulled back for a brief moment and just looked at Mark.
"I love you, Mark. I want to give our relationship a try, and I will never let you go. I'm so sorry for everything. I never should've left you."
In that moment, a single tear slipped from her eye. Mark brushed it away with his thumb, and placed a kiss where the tear had once been. Melting into his arms, and laying her head in the crook of his neck, Addison felt quite content. She just let him hold her until her pager went off.
"I love you." She said, before giving him a quick peck on the lips.
They both left the on-call room and parted ways.
Later that night, Mark and Addison lay in the bed of her apartment. As she drifted into sleep, Mark just stared at her. He took in her sheer beauty, and wondered how he got so lucky. There was one thing that he no longer had to wonder about, though. That was: if she loved him too. He finally had an answer to that question.