Chapter 1

Disclaimer: I do not own Grey's Anatomy and no infringement is intended.

This is my first Grey's fic so I hope you all like it! Started writing this at the very beginning of season 3 so I'm not taking into account everything that's happened so far, but trying to stay true to the general relationships on the show. Enjoy reading!!!!!

She tried and failed to conceal a yawn as she shut her locker after a 20 hour shift. She couldn't remember ever feeling this tired. She didn't know whether or not it was the divorce or all the drama going on around her which she invariably felt herself sucked into- she was just completely wrecked.

She winced as she pulled on her Prada pumps and cursed for deciding on these shoes on her way in to work. However, if there was one thing that made her feel good it was her designer shoes. They were like comfort food to her, which reminded her- she needed to eat.

She was on her way through the door out of the locker rooms when she bumped into Alex.

'Dr. Montgomery- sorry I didn't see you.' He made eye contact then quickly looked away; he couldn't help but be jittery around her.

'Alex, Karev- don't worry.' Addison replied half in surprise and embarrassment. She had been completely lost in her own world.

They both moved at exactly the same time again, the collision squashing them together in the doorframe. None of spoke, let out a breath- anything, the locker room was filled with complete silence.Addison was the first to break it.

'Karev, you're on my foot,' she managed to force out as pain shot through her toe.

'God, I'm so sorry, here let me help you.' Alex bent down the same time Addison picked up her foot to examine her toe, in turn whacking her foot into his chin.

'Ah!' Alex fell back in pain as he clutched his face.

'Alex, oh no- I'm so, so sorry!' Addison frantically knelt down next to him and instinctively cupped his face with her hand and with the other tried to examine the extent of damage she had inflicted.

Alex who had a second ago been in pain, was however with Addison stroking his face, hers so very close to his that if he just lent forwards a little more their lips would connect, finding himself transfixed staring at her face scrunched up in worry and concentration.

'Well- good news is there doesn't seem to be any substantial damage.' Addison joked as she examined his face, failing to notice his expression. She slowly let her fingers slide off it, brushing his skin softly in the process.

'What?' She asked self-consciously when she caugh Alex staring at her.

'Nothing, it's just that-' That what Karev? 'It's just that you're so beautiful. It's just that I want to kiss you.' Alex didn't really know how to finish that sentence without full on hitting on his superior right then and there.

Addison held his gaze waiting for an answer she didn't really need. She felt her eyes flutter close. She felt Alex's hand slowly come to rest on her cheek. She felt his breath play softly on her lips. She knew she couldn't do this.

'So anyways, I'll see you tomorrow- or later today rather, or yeah, you get the point.' Addison spoke as she abruptly got up, straightening her tight pencil skirt at the same time.

Addison spoke as she got up abruptly, straightening her tight pencil skirt at the same time. Way to sound like the grownup here instead of the awkward teenager Addison mentally chastised herself.

'Good night Karev.' She said with a curt, what she hoped was a very professional nod back at the dejected intern.

'Night.' Alex spoke long after she had gone. Damn, why had he moved so fast? It was just like him. But then again, he hadn't been the only one making a move. She certainly didn't protest and she surprisingly didn't slap him. It had been something there whether she was willing to admit it or not. So much for not making things awkward. He'd talk to her tomorrow. That was the only way.

Addison let out a breath she didn't know she had been holding as she exited the doors of Seattle Grace Hospital. That, had been way too close, that- could never happen again. Fair enough, she had been flirting with Alex and thoroughly enjoying it over the past few weeks, but that was all it was. That moment there was crossing that clearly drawn line. One thing was flirting, another was actually consummating it by kissing. For god sake, there were enough interns screwing attendings around this hospital without her adding another to the tally.

Addison shivered slightly as she stepped out into the cold Seattle night. The sky was dotted with glittering stars, casting a dull shimmer over the streets. It really was a beautiful night. Addison needed time to reflect, to think and decided she'd walk the short distance to her five star hotel where the majority of Seattle Grace hospital seemed to be residing.

Passing the park right by her hotel she was startled by a sudden movement in the bush close to her, but didn't have time to react suddenly feeling a stab in her back and a putrid breath on her neck. She immediately stiffened, her blood freezing in her veins.

'Don't move, don't scream I have a gun. One wrong move and I won't hesitate to blow your fucking head off.'

Addison's heart was throbbing at the base of her throat, but she tried to keep her head cool, eyes darting wildly around looking for an escape.

'Listen, I have cash- a lot of it on me. It's in my bag- please just take it. I haven't seen you, I won't tell the police, please just take anything you want.' Addison stammered, trying to keep her voice under control.

All the figure did behind her was sneer.

'Ah, well isn't that nice. Trust me babe- you can't buy what I want.' He started moving her in the direction of the park. 'Now come with me. Remember, one scream and BANG!'

Addison jumped at his last words and felt the blood drain from her as she was being dragged further and further into an unlit area of the park.

'Please, please- don't kill me, please, I'll do anything, just don't…'

'Shut the fuck up.' He hissed, faced pressed into her neck.

Addison swallowed a scream as he pointed the cool metal to her temple. He ripped open her coat in one brutal move, the buttons making dull thuds as they scattered across the ground and then brutally threw her down.

She lay there terrified on the cold the dirt refusing to look at him, but could still feel him staring down at her, looming over her like a tower.

He bent down before he mounted her, effectively pinning her to the ground and suddenly his hands were moving all over her body.

She tried to move frantically beneath him to no effect. All he had to do was hold up the gun to make her lifeless like a rag doll beneath him. Powerless, recognizing defeat, she forced back scream when his hands went under her skirt- under everything.

'Please- .' She looked up at him imploringly her eyes filling with tears. All he did was sneer.

He tore her shirt open- yanked her skirt down, everything else came off with it.

His hands were cold as they travelled up the inside of her thighs. His hard and jagged actions hurt, yet she didn't scream, not anymore. Only one renegade tear made a salty trail down her cheek.

As he unzipped his pants, as she felt his full weight on her and saw his leering face swimming in and out of focus before her, all she could think was- this wasn't happening, this wasn't happening- again.

AN: Rave, rant or review, any feedback is greatly appreciated! Please let me know if there are any inconsistensies, ideas for what you would like to happen, but most importantly- whether or not you liked it! Til next chapter... :)