Author's note: Little take off on the Ferry crash story arc…what if Addie were on the Ferry? Would anyone really notice? Reviews are my crack. I hope you like it.


It was a morning just like any other morning. There was nothing exceedingly extraordinary about it.

Granted, Cristina and Burke were engaged. Granted, Meredith tried to drown herself in the tub, but otherwise, it was very much a morning just like any other. Going in to SGH that morning, no one expected anything to be different.

And then it happened. A ferry crash happened. Ferries are supposed to be safe; they aren't supposed to crash. If Addison Forbes Montgomery had a dime for every time she had ridden on the ferry without incident, she would be a very, very rich woman. Which isn't to say that she isn't wealthy. Had the pain been less, she would have laughed.


Derek Shepherd felt off. Something was wrong, and he could sense it, but he wasn't sure exactly what it was. Well, that wasn't entirely true. He knew that something was wrong with Meredith. She had, after all, tried to drown herself in the bathtub—or, maybe not on purpose, but some drowning had seriously been about to occur. So, being the wonderful, loving boyfriend that he was, he had saved her. She screamed at him and stormed off after he had saved her. In that moment, Meredith reminded him of Addison and he wondered whether that had anything to do with why he had chosen Meredith in the first place. He brushed it off and focused instead on worrying about Meredith. That was his job, wasn't it?
Richard was alone in the elevator when Derek got on. His hair was different, definitely different. Derek stared.

"Chief," he said as an acknowledgement of the other man.

"Derek," Richard stated plainly. Derek continued staring.

"Something's different, definitely different." The chief said nothing. "What happened to your hair?" The chief continued to ignore him. At the next floor, Mark and Preston got on the elevator and proceeded to make fun of the chief for his hair.

"Men with grey hair are noticed less than men who don't have grey hair." Richard stated bluntly, silently cursing the other men in the elevator, embittered by the fact that they had no sympathy for his current lonely condition, although he would never admit it. To think he had to pick one of these morons—wait, wasn't someone missing?

"By who?" Derek asked, not really thinking or paying attention. Something was missing, but he couldn't put a finger on exactly what it was. Mark and Burke continued to mock the Chief.


Addison could barely process what was going on. She knew there was an accident. She knew she had been on a ferry. What she didn't know was where she was now, or what was wrong with her. She just knew that she was in pain, and she was scared to death. She wondered whether anyone would notice that she was gone. Someone had to, right? After all, she was an attending…
Bailey had to take a team down to the site of the crash. There were too many people injured, and not enough time or ER's or OR's in the city to accommodate. She took Grey, Karev, Stevens and O'Malley, not having enough room in the ambulance to fit Yang. All five of them were distracted by the severity of the situation, and therefore said very little. There was noticeable tension in the air, and Bailey was fairly certain that the crash wasn't the only reason for it. Grey had been acting oddly, and Bailey had gathered that Shepherd was concerned about her—things like that got around, especially among the higher ups. Especially when Sloan was around. Of course, subtlety had never been Derek's forte, either. When he was married to Addison, all of their dirty laundry had been publicly aired via Derek's lack of familiarity with the concept. Inwardly, Bailey giggled while she outwardly instructed the interns on what to expect.
Addison was drifting in and out of consciousness, every now and again seized by pure agony. By now she had gathered that she was trapped beneath something…something…She felt tears welling up in her eyes. "Derek…" She thought back on everything she had done wrong, everything she wanted to take back. She needed to see him…
Derek was still uncertain what exactly was wrong. It was more than Meredith, he had a feeling that it was more than just Meredith, more than the crash. Addie…He felt in his gut that something was wrong. Where was Addie? He hadn't seen her yet that day, and he knew that she didn't have the day off. He was afraid to inquire as to her whereabouts, considering that they were no longer together, but he was still allowed to worry, right? He became fidgety. He asked about Meredith instead, channeling his concern to a more socially acceptable form. He was concerned that no one was concerned about Addison…would anyone else notice?