"Addison, this can't keep happening," I sigh, lying beside her. "Why not?" she asks, kissing my bare shoulder. "Your Derek's wife!" I exclaim. "So?" I sigh. "So it can't keep happening. As much as I want it to." "So you want it to happen again? We don't have to tell anyone," she says to me, tracing invisible patterns on my arm. "Of course I want it to happen again." "So we let again. And when we need to we can figure it out." "Can it happen again right now?" I ask. We both laugh and she climbs on top of me.

I fall next to Addison. "Meredith, that was, that was amazing," she says, her chest heaving. "It always is," I reply. We put our clothes back on. I glance over at her. Her hair is all messed up from my hands being matted in it. I push her up against the door and slam my lips against her's. She gasps which allows my tongue to invade her mouth. When I pull away she asks, "What was that for?" "You can't serioisly expect me to watch you put your clothes on and not make out with you." She rolls her eyes.

I walk out of the on-call room, knowing Addison will follow six minutes later. When I find Bailey she says, "Grey your late for rounds!" "Sorry," I mumble. "You better be, you aren't just late for rounds you missed rounds," she replies. I roll my eyes when she says, "You're on scut." Charting and running labs, my favorite thing to do.

After the day is over I sigh. So many labs. So many names. But then I feel a hand pull me into a closet. "Where were you during rounds?" "It doesn't matter," I reply. Cristina places her hands on my shoulders, "You're always late for rounds. Always. But today you missed them completely. Where were you?" "I was sleeping," I lie."No you were not. Are you screwing Derek again?" "What? No! No! Derek is married," I say. "You're sleeping with someone. Who?" "I'm not going to tell you." "So you are sleeping with someone?" I groan. "Who is it? He works at the hospital, right?" she asks. When I say nothing she asks, "She?" I look away. "Oh my God! Meredith! Tell me, tell me," she says, pawing at my shoulders.

I look back at her. "You can't tell anybody." She nods and I whisper, "Addison." "Addison? As in Addison Momtgomery? Derek's wife?" She asks, surprised. I nod slowly. She laughs and says, "I always knew you had a thing for her." I punch her arm, "It's just sex to her." "You don't know that." I scoff. "You do know Bailey's getting really angry with you, right? Stop being late to rounds. And start coming to them." I nod and my pager goes off. "I have to tell you something. Hurry." It was from Addison. "Go," Cristina commands.

I find Addison in an on-call room. "I need to tell you something," she says. Iwas expecting something along the lines of, 'I'm pregnant.' or, 'This needs to stop.' or even, 'Derek knows.' But imstead she says, "Derek and I's divorce was finalized today." "Is this a good or bad thing?" I ask. "This is good! So good! And I was wondering if maybe we could go to dinner? Together," she asks, looking down. "Yes! Yes! I mean yeah that sounds cool," I say a little too excitedly. The next thing I know she says, "I love you Meredith." "You do?" She nods. "I love you too," I whisper.