A/N Hey, hope you enjoy reading this. Addison/Owen are a random non-cannon ship that I really like. I haven't scene any of series 11 as I'm English and it hasn't aired here yet! :( Also, as I'm English, I apologise if I haven't american-ised things! :) Please review if you have time. :)

Title: Iridescent

Main Pairing: Addison/Owen

Rating/Warning: K+

Summary: 'His blue eyes look straight at her. She nods, but in the darkness he can't see her. Addison leans her head on his shoulder and he doesn't protest. Even though she barely knows this man she feels instantly comfortable in his presence.' Addison returns to Seattle after everything starts to go wrong in LA and runs into a handsome stranger. - Addison/Owen

"Inside crying 'Save me now', You were there, impossibly alone.' - Iridescent, Linkin Park

It's dark and she feels like she shouldn't really be here at all. She stands outside the hospital deciding whether, even though she's flown hundreds of miles to get here, she can actually go in. It's raining, she hasn't got a coat, and she has a sleeping infant in her arms; her son, her Henry. She knows so much has changed since she was last here, that it no longer feels like the place it was all those years ago. She also knows that she's changed too, but that's part of the reason she's standing here. Addison feels like she's lost part of herself, like when she was last here she left a bit of herself behind, and now she wants to find the missing piece. And yet, another piece of her, a piece she still has, is telling herself that this is a mistake, and a big one at that.

She's just got divorced - she wasn't really cut out for marriage really, she just self destructs, seemingly unable to cope – destroying everything that makes her happy. That's what happened with Derek and it's what happened with Jake. And this time, she's the one running away. Henry, held in her arms, begins to stir, so she finally decides it's now or never.

That's when he appears, suddenly standing at her shoulder and looking at the boy in her arms. He smiles and Addison realises he looks familiar, and seconds later, half remembers that he is a doctor here. He asks if she's okay and she just walks away, in to the hospital, in to the warm. He follows, taking off his coat as he enters the building. She sits down and looks at Henry, and then up and across the foyer. Her eyes drift to the man who walked in with her, to the random stranger who asked if she was okay. He smiles down at her and walks a little closer. "Owen Hunt," he says, introducing himself. It's his name that makes her remember when she had met this man before. "Callie," she whispers, wary of waking Henry. This man, Owen, is the trauma surgeon who operated on Callie Torres the last time Addison set foot in this hospital. In the dark, she hadn't recognised him; he looks older than she remembered - though, she notes, it's been four years since then, so really this fact shouldn't surprise her. Owen's eyes flick up to her face, he nods – understanding the meaning of what she has said- and speaks again. "Addison Montgomery" he states but it's not a question, he knows who she is. Owen remembered her. She's not quite sure why, but it makes her smile.

He takes the seat next to her, placing his coat down next to him. "My shift doesn't start for half an hour," Owen says, looking up at the walkway, watching the nurses and doctors rush around- Addison has no idea why he is telling her this yet she nods anyway. Henry stirs and looks up at her. "Hello," she says as her son sleepily smiles up at her. She looks up finds Owen looking down at her the boy she's cradling, "What's he called?"

"Henry," she says back, smiling despite being in the company of a man who is marginally more than a stranger.

He doesn't look at her, his eyes firmly fixed on the ground."I knew someone called Henry once." Addison can't help feeling like he's not really talking to her, that he's really thinking of something else, or of someone else. "He died," he continues.

"I'm sorry."

"Don't be, I didn't really know him. He just meant a lot to someone that I did." Addison nods at his words, and looks back down to her Henry. She places him down on the floor and he walks around, and finally comes to a stop leaning on her companion's leg. She laughs quietly and Owen grins, looking down at Henry too. He goes to talk but a voice, calling her name, gets there first.

They both turn at the same time to see Derek Shepherd standing by the elevators, holding a stack of charts. "Hey," Derek says. "what are you doing here?" Addison turns and stands, gazing down at her son for a moment before focusing her attention on her ex-husband. She shrugs, then trying to hide how much it means to her, speaks. "My marriage is over, my stupid second chance of being happy gone." Derek just stares at her, Addison assumes Amelia told him about her wedding to Jake – but by the oddly blank look she's getting she's not so sure anymore. "You have a son."

"Didn't Amy tell you?" He nods.

He nods, looking down at Henry. "But it didn't feel that real, I haven't seen you in ages." Derek pauses. "You have a son," He continues. "who is climbing on Owen Hunt." Addison turns to see Henry attempting to scale Owen's leg. Owen is talking to him, encouraging him. "Yeah," Addison says, turning back. Henry, now sitting in Owens' lap, tries to climb higher, much to Addison's amusement. As she laughs Meredith Grey and Richard Webber exit the elevator next to Derek. Owen, realising this and looking at his watch, picks up Henry and hands him to his mother. He turns to her and speaks quietly so neither Derek or the others can hear. "I've got to go. .. bye Addison,"

"Addison." Richard announces, and she's aware that Owen, despite his words, hasn't actually moved. "Hello," She replies, "Sorry, this is a bit last minute. Just wanted to see how everything is here." She smiles and puts Henry back on the floor, she watches as he walks back over to Owen.

"It's fine Addie," Richard says. "You're always welcome, and isn't he cute?" He points at Henry and Addison nods. Richard takes a couple of steps forward while Meredith walks over to Derek, asking him something that Addison can't hear. Owen, still next to her, is the next to speak. "Addison." There is a warning tone to his voice now, and she turns instantly. He's holding Henry, a worried look painted on to his face. "Page Arizona. Now!" he shouts across to Derek. Richard and Meredith are over in a shot, and Addison just stands, motionless. She can't believe what is happening. Her life, already on a spiral downwards, now feels like its freefalling – and there's nothing she can do to stop it.

Owen, still cradling Henry, shouts again for Arizona. He's staring across at Addison as he speaks - concern obvious in his features. They're all shouting now, but Addison can barely take it in. Then the elevator opens and a blonde woman, who Addison vaguely recognises as Arizona, appears - along with a face that Addison does know – Callie Torres. Arizona runs over, hurriedly asking what's wrong. "Child, presenting with sudden onset breathing difficulties…."

"He's going blue…."

"I think it's a pneumothorax…."

"Floppy too…"

"Spontaneous...?."

"The left lung…"

"What the hell?" Addison whispers. She can't think straight, all her years of neo-natal care don't mean anything, all she cares about is if he's going to be okay. She can hear Henry's breathing from where she is – half a cry, half a whimper, raggedy and fast. Owen hands him to Arizona who swiftly places him onto a gurney, which to Addison, has suddenly appeared. They begin to wheel Henry away and it's all Addison can do to follow them. Her mind is spinning at a hundred miles an hour and nothing makes sense anymore. There's only one thing, though, that she keeps thinking.

He's going to die.

….

She sits in the on-call, on the floor between the bed and the wall staring at the door. The light is off and she sits, there in the darkness. She's alone. So alone. She wants to scream at the world to go away, because right now it hurts so much to think about what's happening. Addison wants five minutes where she can just get her head round what has happened, but just because her world has stopped; it doesn't mean everyone else will stop for her. She knew she shouldn't have come back here. Something bad always happens here. George died and Izzie got cancer and Mark. Oh Mark.

And now Henry might died here too.

The door opens and a figure stands, framed by the light. Owen Hunt looks down at her from the doorway. He doesn't say a word, merely comes in to the room , shuts the door and locks it. Addison watches him as he comes over to her, sliding down next to her. The room is quiet, not quite silent – they can hear indistinct words from outside. And for a moment, with Owen next to her, Addison feels slightly better. "They asked me to find you," he whispers. "To make sure you were okay." She wants to say she's fine but the words just won't come. A tear streaks down her face and she turns to see Owen looking at her with a frown on his face. "Is he…" she stutters. Owen stays looking at her, trying to form a response. "Pneumothorax?" she asks.

"Yeah."

"Okay," she says quietly. She looks down to the floor as he stars to speak again. "He had a chest x-ray, confirmed..." He takes a breath, gazing down at her. "…what we thought." This time she doesn't reply, she simply stays in the same position. He takes her hand and she looks up suddenly, the tears still falling. "It's going to be okay Addison,"

"Have you put in the chest…"

"Tube? Yeah," he says, his blue eyes looking straight at her. She nods, but in the darkness he can't see her. Addison leans her head on his shoulder and he doesn't protest. Even though she barely knows this man she feels instantly comfortable in his presence. They sit in darkness, Owen holding her hand and her head on his shoulder, until his pager goes off. He stands and so does she. Addison wants to go and see Henry and make sure he's okay. She also decides that she has to phone Jake, and tell him about what's happened. As Owen reaches for the door handle she speaks. "Owen," He turns to face her.

"Yeah?"

"Thanks." She walks the short distance between them and captures his lips in hers. He pushes her against the wall and puts his hand on her face, kissing her passionately. His lips trail down her neck as hers trace his jaw line. Her hands wrap round him, pulling him into her. She tilts her head up and his lips find hers again, kissing her fiercely. His hands tug at the bottom of her shirt while hers pull at the string of his scrub pants. His pager beeps again and he pulls away, looking at her and then down at his pager. He clips it back to his pants and kisses her again. He's about to say something when the door handle shakes. He looks at her and smiles, then he turns and unlocks the door. It swings open to reveal Meredith Grey.

"Owen," she says, a hint of panic in her voice. "It's Henry."