So, this is my first fanfic in this fandom. I'm a fairly new fan, just got into the show a couple of years ago via Lifetime reruns, so I've only seen the seasons that Lifetime shows before they cycle back to the beginning again. I haven't even seen all the episodes that that channel shows. But at some point I started shipping Addison and Derek and I have decided to try my hand at writing in this fandom. I'm pretty sure my timeline for this story doesn't actually match up to the show timeline, so I'd guess this is Alternate Timeline rather than Alternate Universe. But anyway, this is a story that I wanted to read and I couldn't find any with this plotline so I did it myself. Hope you enjoy.
Chapter 1
Addison Montgomery Shepherd strode down the halls of Seattle Grace Hospital with her head held high, which was not an easy thing to do these days. She was well aware of the gossip, the whispers, and the talk that stopped as soon as she came near. As far as everyone was concerned, she was the one that broke up a couple that everyone loved, Meredith and Derek. Never mind that she and Derek were still legally married. Nope. She was the villain in the piece.
Of course, a lot of that was Derek's doing. Her husband, who called her Satan. Yes, she had cheated first. She owned that. But never had she flaunted the affair, or more correctly, the one night stand in his face as he was doing to her now.
Sometimes she wished he would just sign the divorce papers and get it over with. Like pulling a band aid off a cut. It would hurt like hell at first but then it would be over and the healing could really start.
Unlike this torture, which would seemingly never be over.
The stress of it all was probably why for the last couple of weeks she'd had severe headaches that aspirin and ibuprofen hadn't even taken the edge off of. She thought about making an appointment with Archer to get to the bottom of them. She wasn't absolutely sure, of course, but she was probably developing migraines. 'Thanks, Derek,' she thought, sarcastically.
But, yes, since they were weren't that debilitating yet and the last thing she wanted was to be more fodder for the hospital gossip mill, making an appointment with her brother was the best option. She'd do it after work today. Then she'd know when to book a flight and time off.
Right now she was headed to the cafeteria. Meredith and all her little friends would be there but she refused to be intimidated by them or anyone. She would face the fire. She could do it because of who she was.
Surrounded by the stares and the whispers, she knew she needed fortification of the best kind. She needed coffee. So she made a beeline for the machine. Once she had some caffeine in her she knew she'd feel lots better. Because she really felt shitty. And then suddenly she was swaying and before she knew it, blackness had overtaken her.