that's right, more term paper procrastination... i'm a little nervous about posting this, considering i didn't get a single review on the final chapter of Cupid's Playlist (um, that's what is known as a not so subtle hint for those of you who have read it to go review. and those of you who haven't should go read it... but i'm being whiny. how bout we concentrate on this story?) anyways, i really like this. like really really like it. it's short, but there's possibly more.

disclaimer: i most definitely do not own grey's anatomy or kate walsh and i only share justin chambers with his wife because i have to.

Sometime Around Midnight

The Airborne Toxic Event

And it starts some time around midnight

Or at least that's when you lose yourself for a minute or two

As you stand under the bar lights

And the band plays some song about forgetting yourself for awhile

And the piano's this melancholy soundtrack to her smile

And that white dress she's wearing, you haven't seen her for awhile

But you know that she's watching

She's laughing, she's turning, she's holding her tonic like a cross

The room suddenly spinning, she walks up and asks how you are

So you can smell her perfume, you can see her lying naked in your arms

And so there's a change in your emotions

And all these memories come rushing like feral waves to your mind

Of the curl of your bodies like two perfect circles entwined

And you feel hopeless, and homeless, and lost in the haze of the wine

Then she leaves with someone you don't know

But she makes sure you saw her, she looks right at you and bolts

As she walks out the door, your blood boiling, your stomach in ropes

And your friends say "What is it? You look like you've seen a ghost"

Then you walk under the street lights

And you're too drunk to notice that everyone's staring at you

You don't care what you look like; the world is falling around you

You just have to see her; you know that she'll break you in two

Joe's bar is crowded tonight. Clearly it has been a bad day for everyone. But one man in the bar could certainly take the cake for the one who looks the most miserable, and his name is Alex Karev. It hasn't been just a bad day for Alex; it's been a bad week. Okay, so maybe he shouldn't have told her that she wasn't his girlfriend, not while she still has the power to make his life miserable (he fails to include the part where the look on her face as he told her already makes his life miserable). It's not that she's particularly trying to make his life miserable, but the fact that she's avoiding him is doing so. And the fact that he hasn't had a single good case, since he's been stuck in Plastics, since she's avoiding him. He just needs one good case. That's not true. What he really needs is to talk to her, apologize, fix it, because he can't just keep that memory of her face as she walked away right alongside the memory of her face as she reached her climax. He just needs to know that he hasn't hurt her irreparably.

All in all, it just has not been a good week.

His friends sit at a table, but he sits alone at the bar. Today is not a day for socializing. He hears the bell on the door ring and turns just enough to see who walks in. Not good. He turns back to the bar and hopes that she won't come over. She doesn't. Suddenly that seems even worse. He turns back to see where she is. She's at the opposite end of the bar, laughing loudly with Callie. That should be enough to convince him that she's okay, but it's not. He can't bring himself to stop watching her, which he doesn't do openly, but she looks over and locks eyes with him. All the laughter that had filled her face is gone and she looks frozen. He can't decide whether or not to wave or do something. He settles on giving her a small half-smile. She says something to Callie and leaves her place at the bar. It only takes her a minute to reach him.

"I thought you were avoiding me?" he asks nastily.

She sighs. So that's how it's going to go. "I can't avoid you, I'm not your girlfriend, remember?"

Suddenly all of the anger leaves him. "Look," he starts, but she interrupts him.

"Don't apologize," she snaps. "I don't want your pity. I don't need you and I certainly don't need your apologies."

"Addison…"

"Karev, stop it. If you can't take responsibility for your actions, I'll make you. You don't get to treat me like that. And you most certainly do not get to talk to me like that. I'm your boss, and I swear to God, say anything like that again, and I will see to it that your life is a living hell. Understood?"

He refrains from telling her that she's already managed to do that quite well, and stays quiet instead. "Understood?" she asks again, even harsher this time.

When he looks up, the spark of defiance in his eyes is clear. "Understood, Dr. Montgomery. Are you done now?"

She glares at him and then turns around and strides away. He watches as she makes her way back to Callie. He watches as she runs into some guy that he's never seen before. He watches as he says something and she smiles back. He continues to watch as they flirt outrageously, and has to force himself to watch as she grabs her coat and purse and they leave. As they walk out the door she turns around and locks eyes with him once again. There's a smirk in her eyes that seems to say This one's for you. He turns back to Joe and orders another drink.

it's not exactly my usual happy ending, but there is definitely potential for more to this, but i'm only going to post it if i get enough of a response. and let me tell you, the plan i have, well, i'm going to go a little vain here and say the it's a pretty good plan.

so basically, i'm desperate for reviews because there's nothing better to brighten a day, and trust me, day brightening is very needed right about now. so review if you have the time, pretty pretty princess please!

-Juli-