A/N My first GA fic, set out like an episode of the show. Set at the beginning of Season 2, with Addison's arrival. Derek is with Addison, but still can't make a choice between her and Meredith, so he's going with both, but Addison doesn't know. R & R and enjoy.

Conversations in the Elevator

"Seriously?"

Meredith Grey glanced up from the chart she was holding to see Cristina staring at her.

"Seriously." Meredith replied with a shrewd smile. "I got a seizure patient, the one with grand mal seizures."

"Seriously?" Cristina cried, following Meredith as the two of them pushed open the swing doors and hurried down the corridor. "Huh, and I'm stuck with the girl who decides to eat her own homework."

"She ate her homework?" George walked up behind them, grinning. "That's new. I mean, when I, uh, when I had homework I never ate it. That's kind of strange, eating your homework; I wonder why she did it."

Meredith glanced at George and Cristina chose to ignore his babbling.

"I always did my homework," Cristina smiled proudly. "I was a good student. And now I'm a good intern."

"A 'good' intern would check her pager!" Bailey snapped, surprising the three of them. She had been walking behind them.

"Yang, get to the OR, your patient is on a gurney and getting prepped for surgery."

"She's having surgery?"

"Did you check your pager? This is why I page you, and you don't check your pager!" Bailey snapped, frustrated.

"Sorry, I turned my pager off." Cristina mumbled. That was because of a certain Burke moment that had occurred.

"I think you interns need to be more organized!" Bailey snapped. "You preferably Yang!"

"But why does my patient need surgery?" Cristina asked.

"Your patient swallowed glass, which is why she needs surgery."

"She ate glass?" Cristina looked amused.

"Yes, glass, she ate her science experiment!" Bailey snapped. "And you were supposed to have read her chart! Now get to the OR before I consider getting you off this case!"

"Yes ma'am." Cristina turned and headed down the corridor. Meredith and George continued walking.

"Have you seen Izzie lately?" Meredith asked George as they walked down the corridor to the elevator.

"I saw her with Alex. Earlier," George replied, shooting Meredith a casual glance. "So, what are you doing after your rounds?"

Meredith smiled. "Derek's coming over. I hope you and Izzie don't mind."

"We mind." George said bitterly. He was hurt. And annoyed and furious at Shepherd, that he could easily get Meredith to notice him. Maybe it was the hair that did it, and his expression when he looked at her. It was something about him, and George wanted to know what it was.

So he looked at Meredith and tried to attempt the expression when Shepherd gazed at Meredith and smiled.

"George, are you okay?" Meredith looked at him in concern. "You look constipated."

"Uh-" George looked away and focused on the ground.

"We won't take long." Meredith added, and George realized that she was talking about Derek. "Derek is running out of excuses to leave Addison with the trailer."

"Addison doesn't know yet?" George was surprised that Addison hadn't figured it out.

"Addison doesn't know." Meredith repeated as the two of them stopped in front of the elevator.

"She could find out," George glanced at Meredith as the elevator doors slid open. "What excuse can Derek make that would stop Addison from being suspicious? He can't keep making excuses all the time."

"She is not being suspicious!" Meredith said complacently. "And she won't find out."

The elevator stopped and the doors opened to reveal Derek standing there, holding a chart. George glanced at him as he stepped in, sharing a passionate look with Meredith.

Meredith smiled. George looked at the ground, annoyed at how Shepherd could just smile at her in that way and she liked it. George grumbled to himself and waited for the elevator to continue moving. But it was moving so slowly and Derek and Meredith were gazing at each other. George looked up at the floor numbers.

"How are you?" Derek smiled at Meredith.

"I'm good. Now. Better." Meredith grinned. She stepped closer to Derek as the elevator doors slid open and George hurried out quickly, knowing what they were both going to do. And he hated it. He hated how Derek could so easily get to Meredith, and especially without his wife knowing.

George continued thinking as he hurried down the corridor.

When Addison had arrived, Derek had told her that he would stop everything with Meredith. But no, he couldn't help it. Now he was with Meredith, and Addison still didn't know. George wondered how long Derek could keep it up, heading home to the trailer, making an excuse then going to visit Meredith.

"George!" Izzie emerged from a room, her face slightly flustered and her blonde hair was a mess. She smiled madly.

"You and Alex?" George sighed, knowing the answer. He wasn't in the mood to talk about what Izzie and Alex had been doing.

"Yeah," Izzie smiled as they walked down the corridor. "Again. So when are your rounds?"

"Uh," George checked his pager. "Should be in about an hour. What about you?"

"Now." Izzie smiled. She wouldn't stop smiling. And that was annoying. Everyone was so happy. Except George.

"Well, Meredith is having Derek over tonight." George said harshly.

"You're still jealous?" Izzie laughed. "Tell me you're not still jealous!"

"I'm not jealous!" George protested, but Izzie just laughed. George was going to speak again, but he muddled up the words and so he stayed silent.

"I'm not jealous." George repeated, mostly trying to convince himself that he wasn't. But he knew he was. He really was.